hold grudges

After Yu Cenji came back, he was a little depressed, he couldn't get excited about anything, and Shen Huanming gave him a sigh and sigh.

"It hurts." Yu Cenji clutched his neck, this must have been biting too hard, if he went out, wouldn't he be called frivolous again?

"Why are you sighing?" Shen Huanming sat back by the window lattice and peeled lychees for Yu Cenji sitting at the table.Yu Cenji insisted on him sitting there, peeled it and threw it to Yu Cenji, if he couldn't catch it with his mouth, Yu Cenji would call his father.

"Send Yu Qingyan back, I'm bored, I don't want to see my sister anymore."

Yu Cenji preached in distress, but his expression was not that serious, he seemed to be showing off.

"Open your mouth." Shen Huanming pinched the crystal clear lychee, and wanted Yu Cen Ji to get ready, he was about to throw it away.

Yu Cenji blinked and signaled for Shen Huanming to start.

Shen Huanming didn't dare to use his wrists very hard, he was afraid of losing the pain to Cen Ji, so before he lost Cen Ji, he came to him and squeezed his fingers.

Playing tricks?Shen Huanming pulled out his fingers and looked at Yu Cen Ji's bulging cheeks like a squirrel.

"I've decided!" Yu Cenji held Shen Huanming's forearm and said firmly.

"kindness?"

"Let's go prostitution in the daytime!"

Yu Qingyan, who was passing by the window, heard that he was not well at all, what was Yu Cenji going to do?

"Cough." Shen Huanming had already noticed that Yu Qingyan passed by, if he knew that Yu Cenji's next sentence was this, he would have to gag him anyway.Saying this in front of his sister, Yu Cenji might be too ashamed to lift his head.

Yu Cenji looked at Yu Qingyan outside the window, and closed the window, regardless of Yu Qingyan's expression, he plunged into Shen Huanming's arms in the next second, muttering: "It's broken, it's not good at all. I like my brother, now I won't be respected even more."

"We continue."

"Continue what?" Yu Cenji raised his head, really blushing with a beautiful face, it's so difficult to be a human being.

"What you just said." Shen Huanming picked up the man and walked towards the bedroom. On the way, Yu Cen Ji suddenly let go, Shen Huanming lost his grip and almost threw him out.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Huanming glanced at Yu Cen Ji's right hand, his fingers were still twitching unconsciously, it must be pain.

"I'm joking with you." Yu Cenji hid his hand behind his back so that Shen Huanming would not see it, and what he didn't want to shake was that this hand was out of his control.

"Yu Cenji." Shen Huanming stared at Yu Cenji, his brows couldn't open at all, "Why don't I ask someone to look at your hands again, okay?"

"Ever since I woke up, I haven't seen you smile at all. Do you care? My hand. I don't think so. You must not know. When I was on the altar that day, I was too scared, so I endured it." I kept closing my eyes, and I blamed myself again, how can I see you saving me like a hero with my eyes closed. But I still dare not, I am not worthy of you."

Yu Cenji lowered his eyes and continued to speak: "I don't regret that I can't use my hands. Not being able to see you again is the biggest regret in life."

"You are worthy of all the good things in the world." Shen Huanming touched the scar on Yu Cen Ji's wrist, kissed his forehead, between his eyebrows, and the tip of his nose, lingering on his lips.

You are better than anyone else.

Later, Shen Huanming went to find Yu Qingyan. Someone had been cleaning Miss Yu's boudoir. After Yu Qingyan moved in, the house was not just a house, but a home.

"Can I go in?" Shen Huanming stood at the door and looked at Yu Qingyan inside the door. Her door was not closed, and she was probably...waiting for someone.

Yu Qingyan nodded, she poured a cup of tea for Shen Huanming, looked at Shen Huanming calmly, and listened to what he had to say.

"Are you pregnant?" Shen Huanming sat opposite her, sensing the existence of another life, was she pregnant?

"En." Yu Qingyan stroked her stomach, her face softened a lot.

"Your husband is willing to spend a lot of time?" Shen Huanming asked.

Yu Qingyan said bluntly: "I want to come back myself."

"You insist on going back, don't you still have your brother in your heart? Why do you want to get along like this?"

"Yu Cenji didn't tell you, what did he do?" When Yu Qingyan mentioned this, her tone changed suddenly, and she still had resentment in her heart.

Shen Huanming shook his head, he didn't want to ask Yu Cen Ji.

"Didn't you just come here to ask me? I can tell you what happened back then and what Yu Cenji did. But I hope you can make up your own mind after listening. My words... only represent my point of view." Yu Qingyan drank Taking a sip of herbal tea, she fixed her eyes on a certain place and opened her mouth.

Four years ago, Yu Cenji was 21, Yu Qingyan was [-], and Cong Xier was the same age as Yu Cenji. There were many heroes in their generation, and there were many people who were both civil and military.The Shen family, the Du family, the Tan family and the royal family.

Yu Cenji became famous at a young age, he could write at the age of three, and had an amazing memory, so at the age of five, he was sent to the palace to study with Searle. When he was 13 years old, he made a picture of Mount Heshan, which made him famous, and his reputation spread first.It is said to be the No.1 light crimson landscape painting.

At that time, Cong Syl had the best relationship with Cen Ji.

"Why is your face red again?" Yu Cenji glanced at the corner of Searle's mouth, thinking that it's good that he wasn't beaten to death.

"I beat Congrong today, and I was about to hit Congrong's face with a royal brick. I was stopped by the damn guards." pain.Bright eyes are full of complacency, sooner or later he will beat Cong Rong from that position.

"You want to call the emperor, he has already ascended the throne, and all the etiquette you have learned has gone into the belly of a dog?" Yu Cenji pushed away Cong Syl's arm that was clasped with him in disgust. If Prince Xi was still there, he would definitely scold him. They have no rules and no manners!

"He deserves it too? The throne should belong to my brother. Even if my brother doesn't want to be emperor, it's not his turn. Is it dead to be my prince?"

"He is your uncle, and now it is the will of the people. Can you take care of your head and say less rebellious things?" Yu Cenji wanted to sew Zil's mouth shut, but he didn't know where the trouble came from. !

"By the way, have you ever eaten dog meat? Let's try it today?" Changing the subject from Searle, he hooked Yu Cen Ji's shoulder again, eager to try.

"Don't eat, don't bother me, I'm going back to paint." Yu Cenji couldn't break free from Syl, did he learn martial arts?

"Great talent, child prodigy, you are so boring, stop painting, go eat dog meat."

"Don't go!" Yu Cenji was dragged, and after several times of resistance, Cong Syl changed his mouth and ate rabbit meat.

At the banquet, with the rabbit meat from Searle, he said meanly: "The rabbit is so cute, how can I eat the rabbit?"

"Shut your mouth!"

Yu Cenji was also given alcohol from Searle.After Yu Cen Ji got drunk, it was fun.

"Hey, Yu Cenji, how much is it?" Cong Syl clenched his fist and waved it in front of Yu Cenji, to see how drunk he was.

"Nine Nine 81." Yu Cenji picked up the wine glass, poured it on Cong Syl's fist with a splash, and then cupped his fist and said, "Master!"

From Searle to Yu Cen Ji's clothes, he wiped his hands and didn't want to tease him anymore, so he picked up the person and left.

Yu Cenji really didn't drink the wine in vain, he didn't cooperate at all. Cong Xier, the two stumbled along the way, and when they arrived at the back door of Yu's mansion, Cong Xier knocked on the door.

He didn't dare to go through the front door. He told the Yu family's parents that they wanted to talk about him again. He was afraid of being talked about from Searle.

Yu Qingyan came to open the door, and when she saw Yu Cenji who was drunk, she immediately couldn't hold back, "You're making him drink again!"

"Sister, you are so fierce, be careful not to get married, look at how old you are, and there is no good man willing to marry you." Cong Xier teased Yu Qingyan, this little girl is terrible, her brother is here She can't be docile when she is young, and her brother is like a shrew when he is drunk.

"I want you to take care of it!" Yu Qingyan asked his servants to pick up his brother, and rushed out from Searle in the next second.

"Hey, why are you so rude?" said Cong Syl, who didn't know the etiquette.

"I learned from you." Yu Qingyan locked the door and took her brother back to the house.

Cong Syl waved his hand and didn't care about the little girl.

The days were spent fighting and fighting, but later Yu Qingyan met Chu Youyun.

After Chu Youyun stuffed Yu Qingyan with love notes, he began to appear frequently in her sight.

"Miss Yu, Miss Yu! I have a question to ask." Chu Youyun rushed to catch up with Yu Qingyan who was in front, and stopped her.

"It's you again?" Yu Qingyan still remembered him, he was the one who made her get teased by her brother.

"I have an academic question that Ms. Yu needs to answer."

"I won't." Yu Qingyan resolutely refused.

"You will definitely! Which of these two hairpins is more beautiful?" Chu Youyun pulled out two hairpins from his cuffs, and asked Yu Qingyan which one looked better.

After all, Yu Qingyan is a girl's house. Who doesn't like to take a second look at beautiful things, she pointed to Chu Youyun's left hand and said, "This one."

"I think this one looks better." Chu Youyun raised his right hand and smiled brightly.

Only then did Yu Qingyan realize that she had been teased, so she simply turned around and out of sight.

"But I think no matter how beautiful it is, it's the icing on the cake when it's on a beauty's head. Both are beautiful, but not as beautiful as a girl." Chu Youyun stuffed the hairpin flower to Yu Qingyan, handed her a letter, and went first leave.

Yu Qingyan looked at the things in her hands, and blushed belatedly.Why does she blush so much!

Yu Qingyan took the letter back and hid it well, so it won't be discovered by Yu Cenji this time, right?

She put the hairpin in the box, and read the second letter Chu Youyun wrote to her under the dim candlelight.

It was Fang Tu, and the flamboyant Chu Youyun excerpted another love poem for her.Why is this person so annoying!

Yu Qingyan lit the lamp and read it over and over until she memorized every word, but she didn't put down the letter.

"Yu Qingyan, where did you put the cloud ink I bought last time!" Yu Cenji arrived before anyone arrived, and he suddenly had inspiration in the middle of the night, and he was about to paint now.

Yu Qingyan hid the letter in a panic. With her hands behind her back, she looked uncomfortably at Yu Cenji who had already walked in, and stammered, "I don't know."

"Why don't you know, you were the one who put it away for me last time. You...why is there a fire behind you?" Yu Cenji pulled Qingyan over, looked at the flames on the table behind her, and played with him behind his back. fire?

"How old are you? You don't know how to go outside after burning things." Yu Cenji extinguished the flames, and scattered ink spots caught his attention.

Square diagram?

"The kid from last time again?" Yu Cenji pinched the corner of the letterhead and asked Yu Qingyan.

Yu Qingyan nodded in embarrassment. At this moment, she was heartbroken because the letter was burned, and she felt a little pity.

Yu Cenji walked out holding the remnant of the book, stopped drawing, and called Cong Sear tomorrow to fight!