Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Perhaps every child has had the thought of running away when he or she was young.

Maybe it is to prove that I can be independent, or maybe it is to prove that someone really cares about me.

Jiang Qing stepped into the backyard again, holding the lantern.

From the first day, she and Chu Yan had tacitly agreed that the backyard was a place where only Chu Yan could come.

Even though there were piles of thorns, ivy, weeds and trees, she never came to take care of them.

Jiang Qing searched for a long time before he found the hidden small hole leading to the outside world.

Fortunately, she was only thirteen years old and very thin. She bent down and left the Chu Mansion.

Outside was a bamboo forest of unknown location, blocking out the faint light brought by the moonlight above.

Jiang Qing took the lighting lamp out from the cave behind him and looked down for Chu Yan's footprints.

The soil on the ground was soft, and Chu Yan was the only one who knew the way here, so he found it in a short while.

Small footprints lead all the way out of the bamboo forest.

When they reached the main road, the footprints disappeared. Jiang Qing looked around and found that this was almost the road leading out of the city.

Jiang Qing walked forward with a frown. There were many people coming and going in the imperial city at night. The vendors were shouting loudly in the air, making it very lively.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then decided to walk towards the south gate.

The Confucius Temple is also over there.

The further they walked towards this side, the fewer people there were. Jiang Qing walked around outside the Confucius Temple twice but didn't see Chu Yan.

As if she suddenly thought of something, she turned around and walked back the way she came.

A little further east from the Confucius Temple there is a tall blessing tree.

In fact, hiding in the twisted and crouching dragon tree was not very comfortable. Besides, Chu Yan had not had enough food for many days. It was only thanks to Jiang Qing that he had eaten half full in the past two days.

The wound on his face was caused by accidentally scratching a branch while climbing a tree. It was burning with pain, but he didn't want to leave, so he sat firmly on the dense leaves.

He did this many times, lying alone on a tree trunk and counting the stars between the branches and leaves until dawn.

No one would care about him, not even the trees.

Jiang Qing held the lamp and shone it onto the tree, and the thin black shadow instantly took on color.

"You forgot to do something."

Jiang Qing's calm voice echoed under the tree.

Chu Yan looked down from a high place. Jiang Qing raised his face. The features on that simple face were regular and harmonious, and even if you looked closely you could see a little bit of beauty.

"You forgot to change the medicine."

Jiang Qing didn't know why Chu Yan suddenly came here, so he looked up and looked at Chu Yan.

"You found me."

When she heard Chu Yan say this, his voice became hoarse from not drinking water for a long time, which weakened the original childishness.

"You were the first one to find me."

Chu Yan lowered his eyelids, and his voice fell softly into the wind.

"Little Prince, come down."

"You can go home."

Because Chu Yan was sitting high up and the light was dim, Jiang Qing should have smiled when he saw him.

This was the first time she saw Chu Yanxiao as a child. Although she couldn't see clearly, it still made her feel better.

Just as he was stunned, Chu Yan jumped straight down. Jiang Qing's pupils trembled slightly, and he took a step forward to catch him.

It was not completely caught, only the two people's hands crossed as they fell due to gravity. Chu Yan stood firmly on the ground, with his hand hidden in the hem of his clothes, tightly grasping Jiang Qing's sleeve.

Chu Yan smelled the faint floral scent on Jiang Qing, which made him clear-headed and even the wound on his cheek didn't hurt so much anymore.

"Are you worried about me?"

The contrast between the hoarse child's voice and Chu Yan's face is particularly obvious.

"Yes, little prince, I would be very worried if you were missing."

Chu Yan didn't look at her and walked straight forward towards the Chu Mansion.

Jiang Qing followed closely behind him.

He followed the winding footprints in the bamboo forest and searched further inside. He saw a tiny light coming from the small hole under the bricks and tiles. It was the lamp that Jiang Qing had lit when he left.

Because Jiang Qing discovered Chu Yan was missing in a hurry, he hurried to find Chu Yan without going to get dinner, so both of them had no food to eat tonight.

But Jiang Qing took out a small bunch of grapes from the house, and Chu Yan's eyes lit up when he saw it.

The fastest skill Jiang Qing learned after arriving at the Chu residence was picking up things.

If she had the chance to steal something in the kitchen, she would try it no matter what. This was something she had picked up from the scraps that the cook threw away during the day.

The masters all had to eat the big ones, and even the cooks didn't even bother to keep the small ones themselves, putting them aside and planning to throw them away.

“Maybe a little sour.”

Jiang Qing carefully peeled the purple-green skin of the grapes with a serious look, and Chu Yan just stared blankly at her and the grapes in her hand.

The juicy flesh was handed to Chu Yan. He hesitated for a while before taking it and then carefully put it into his mouth to taste it.

"Is it sour?"

The young prince Chu Yan's expression was as calm as ever, and he did not look sour.

So Jiang Qing quickly peeled another one and ate it himself.

"very sour!"

Chu Yan smiled happily, but because he was holding back his smile, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

This was the first time he ate grapes in his life. Although they were sour, the taste that remained in his heart must be sweet.

definitely is.

Jiang Qing pushed the remaining grapes to Chu Yan, "This precious product should be enjoyed by the young prince."

Chu Yan picked up one and imitated Jiang Qing's actions just now, started to peel it, and finally put it in his mouth.

Some of the swollen cheeks moved up and down with the chewing movement.

Only then did Jiang Qing remember to treat his wounds.

As they applied the medicine, both of them felt hungrier, but Jiang Qing chose to ignore the growling sounds of their stomachs.

This time, Chu Yan did not stab her throat with a sharpened branch, nor did he tell her to get out in an indifferent manner.

He just looked quietly at Jiang Qing's face as it approached him, his eyes tracing it over and over again.

He thought he should always remember the first person in this world who was kind to him.

Jiang Qing stayed with Chu Yan for almost two years. Chu Yan never celebrated his birthday because it was not a good memory for him.

His biological mother once yelled at him, "The day you were born was the unluckiest and most disgusting day of my life."

Chu Yan, who was only four years old at that time, could only stand huddled in the corner of the dilapidated room, waiting for a sudden fist or slap in the next second.

Fortunately, as long as Chu Yan didn't show up, Chu Weifeng would only come to torture Chu Yan occasionally when he was drunk, instead of torturing him every few days.

As a maid, Jiang Qing could do nothing but gently hug Chu Yan's thin body after Chu Weifeng left, and then find more medicinal herbs to help him heal his wounds.

In addition, she would talk to Chu Yan earnestly about the power tactics of those in power day and night.

She didn't know whether Chu Yan had secretly found a teacher outside, which enabled him to handle state affairs with ease when he became the regent. She could only teach him what she knew as much as possible.

"Before you have absolute strength, don't think about provoking those who are stronger than you now."

"There are many ways to climb up, even if it's the most shameless and despicable means. As long as you climb to that position, no one will dare to make fun of you."

"Chu Yan, I will accompany you."

Every word was a memory for Chu Yan for many, many years to come. Even though each recollection was like peeling off a newly scabbed scar, he was willing to rely on these memories to persevere and survive.

That day, Jiang Qing secretly took a few pieces of red date cakes from the kitchen. He resisted the urge to eat a single bite and piled them all in front of Chu Yan.

"Young prince, please try it, it's freshly made."

Although it is just scraps, it looks very delicate.

Chu Yan walked over. If it weren't for the shabby clothes on his body, one would have thought he was a handsome young man from some family.

Perhaps it was the golden light that did the trick. He hadn't eaten well in the past two years, but he grew up quickly. Now, at the age of ten, he was half a head taller than Jiang Qing.

"what is this?"

"Red date cake, very sweet!"

Jiang Qing remembered that when he first came to this world, the palace servants prepared red date cake for Chu Yan, saying it was his favorite cake.

It’s okay if she doesn’t eat it herself, but she must let Chu Yan taste his favorite red date cake!

Chu Yan picked up a small piece cautiously and put it into his mouth, revealing a rare look of satisfaction.

"delicious."

Although it was a bit too sweet, Jiaming had given it to him specially, so he would eat it all even if it was poison.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't eat."

As he spoke, the sound of Jiang Qing swallowing his saliva fell clearly into Chu Yan's ears.

He picked up another piece and put it to Jiang Qing's mouth.

"You eat too."