Zha Gong's postpartum care [Ancient wear today]

"Do you have anything else to say?" Xie Yungu finally asked.

"It's gone..." Some things cannot be accomplished overnight, Xie Yun has a cold temper, and Chu Qingqiao believes that she has the patience.

The two remained silent for a long time, and Al on the coffee table had already entered a dormant state.

Xie Yungu didn't speak. She looked at Chu Qingqiao and curled the corners of her mouth helplessly.The person in front of him is childish and cute.

This smile is rare, Chu Qingqiao was taken aback for a moment: "You laughed."

Xie Yungu ignored her.

"You don't get angry when you smile." Chu Qingqiao sat next to the people and said, "When you come back, call me. No matter where you are, I will pick you up."

"You have something to do." Chu Qingqiao had a lot of work, so Xie Yungu still didn't want to bother her with such trivial matters.

Chu Qingqiao smiled. She didn't intend to tell Xie Yungu and Qiao Lan about being followed.The less one person knows about this kind of thing, the less bad mood will be. She believes that she will handle this matter well.

While sleeping at night, Chu Qingqiao cheekily squeezed into Xie Yungu's room.

The room is very tidy, without a speck of dust and dust, only the desk is covered with rice paper, and on it is the correct lower script with hairpin flowers.Handwriting is like a person, Xie Yungu's handwriting is beautiful, and it does not insult her status as a god.

Chu Qingqiao leaned over to take a look, the rice paper was covered with operas.

"Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, clouds and green pavilions, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats..."

Xie Yungu's hobbies are a bit like those of her father's generation, maybe he should add a bird cage, and take it out for a walk in the morning.She probably could already think about her and Xie Yungu's old life in the future.

Suddenly, a piece of paper underneath fell into his eyes. The word "Yetao" is particularly abrupt on the rice paper full of drama.

"This is……"

Seeing her staring at the rice paper in a daze, Xie Yungu stretched out his hand to collect the things on the table: "It's time to rest."

As if hiding something on this paper.

Chu Qingqiao felt that these two words did not seem to be in a drama, so she asked, "Yetao, is that a person's name?"

Xie Yungu's hand holding the rice paper froze for a moment, and said, "Yes."

"Yes, who is it?" It must be a very good person who can be written by Xie Yungu.

Xie Yungu heard the words and put the rolled rice paper on the side of the desk: "It's my old friend."

She lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the white silk that turned into a thin strap on her wrist.

During these years in Jiuchongtian, it can be described as extremely boring, talking to Ye Tao is the only loneliness in her heart.She is an elf in the clouds, the one who adds color to Hongxia, but it is a pity that she is no longer here.

She still remembered what Ye Tao said when she gave this white silk to her.

"There is no way to repay your feelings. Su Ling dyes and chats with you. The clouds are like water and the moon is like silver. The beauties and green temples will never wither."

She used to be a good swordsman, but because of this sentence, she never touched her beloved saber again.

"Yungu?" Chu Qingqiao called out.

Xie Yungu just came back to her senses. She looked at Chu Qingqiao, and her thoughts were brought back from Piaoyuan. She said, "Qiao Lan is not here today, you can go back to sleep."

The two lived together to deceive others, and now that Qiao Lan wasn't here, there was no reason.

Xie Yun knew the rules of etiquette, and he never acted deliberately.

Chu Qingqiao wanted to break through these things: "Yun Gu is chasing me?"

"No." Xie Yungu didn't mean that.

Chu Qingqiao asked her again: "Then, do you want to go back to Jiuchongtian?"

What she wanted to ask more was whether Xie Yungu still missed Ye Tao.

"perhaps."

Just go back again, it's the same day again, no fun.

"Actually, the world is pretty good..." Chu Qingqiao wanted to give a reason, but couldn't for a while.After thinking for a long time, he said, "Director Zhang said that you guys are going to take a few days off. If you are free, I would like to take you somewhere."

"where?"

"You'll know when you arrive."

She smiled, and sat down on the bed consciously hugging the pillow: "It's time to sleep now, you said."

Xie Yungu looked at her and sighed softly.

Early the next morning, Chu Qingqiao was fully dressed and waited for Xie Yungu in the living room.

She prepared a set of clothes for Xie Yungu, a crescent-white upper jacket and a water-colored horse-face skirt embroidered with gold thread, and even the gold hairpin Buyao was fully prepared.

These things were specially ordered by her a few days ago, but it's a pity that the two of them didn't have the chance to take them out.

"These……"

The clothes are very beautiful, but Xie Yungu remembered that Chu Qingqiao told her that people here don't wear such clothes.

"Today is fine." Chu Qingqiao smiled, and stuffed the clothes in her arms into her arms.

Xie Yungu changed his clothes and cut his hair before following her into the car.

The car drove for two hours before stopping, all the way to the mountains, and when I got off the car, there was an ancient town in front of me.

There are quite a few people coming and going, most of them are little girls in different costumes.Xie Yungu's body is not obtrusive.

"here……"

Chu Qingqiao said: "There is no Jiuchongtian in the world, only the ancient town, do you want to go and see it?"

"it is good."

This place in the deep mountains is like a paradise, and the buildings everywhere have existed since the Ming Dynasty.

The hawkers on the street and the gadgets on the stalls are dazzling.

Xie Yungu looked at the world from the clouds in the past, and it was probably so prosperous.

The golden steps shook and made a small sound, the clothes complemented the person, and the person's style also made the clothes particularly pleasing to the eye.

The embroidered shoes step on the bluestone slabs and leave footprints on the thin snow, which is a very moving picture.

On the high platform in the distance is an ancient temple, where tourists come and go to pray for blessings.I don't know which way the gods are, but the old trees in front of the temple are covered with red cloth strips.

"Do you think there will still be gods now?" Chu Qingqiao looked at the temple and asked.

Xie Yun said: "Immortals live by people's beliefs. If you believe in them, you have them, and if you don't believe them, you don't have them."

When she said this, she felt a little lonely.She has understood one thing since she was in Jiuchongtian, mortals are very powerful, and sooner or later they will live without relying on gods.The place where Chu Qingqiao lives seems to be like this, and the gods can only exist as appendages.

The two walked to the front of the hall, and the old man who was arranging the red cloth asked them if they wanted to tie a marriage knot.

Chu Qingqiao thought for a while, paid the money and took the red cloth. She climbed up the ladder and tied the things to the branches of the old tree.

The old trees in winter have shed their leaves, and Kazuki's bright red color moves with the wind like leaves.

Xie Yungu watched her get down from the ladder, and asked, "Whose marriage are you looking for?"

"Your." Chu Qingqiao smiled and led the person into the temple.

Hanging brightly colored things can not only seek marriage, but also pray for blessings.

The god statues in the temple have long been dilapidated, and the color of the whole body has faded away.Only the tribute before the case has some color.

Xie Yungu looked up at the statue in front of him, his eyes froze for a moment.

Chu Qingqiao bowed down and bowed.

"Don't you give it a try, it's still very effective." Chu Qingqiao has been here before, and every time she asks for something, she will always get a response, although most of it is on her own.

"No." Xie Yungu recognized this statue, the deity is already dead, so what's the use of worshiping again.