Of course, Li Qingwu didn't say all the words after talking so much.
She just simply and calmly described when and where they first met.
She really is not good at telling stories, and her stories are wrinkled and dry.
Qiu Che thought for a long time, and finally dug out a fragment from the corners of his memory.
It seems that such an incident really happened.
However, when the Qiu family gathered together happily to eat and enjoy the moon that day, her mother knelt in the backyard to wash clothes because she angered Qiu Chudong. She
even didn't allow anyone to help her.
That was the umpteenth time that Qiu Che felt powerless and angry.
But at that time, she had no fame and could not even resist any decision of her father.
The huge pressure of paternal power, the sarcastic and complacent eyes of her brother, and her mother's words advising her not to argue with her father for her, made her feel exhausted.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Qiu Che fled from the Qiu Mansion, holding the lantern that she had made temporarily because she had no money on hand, in the hope that her father would praise her.
It was her most impressive gift, but when she thought that the recipient would simply disdain it, Qiu Che was unwilling to give it away.
Li Qingwu's appearance was beyond her expectation.
She actually had no memory of what happened later, because she bought some wine on the way out, sat on the roof to watch the moon, and got drunk.
In the end, she was blown by the cold wind on the roof all night.
The next day, she forgot everything she had said to the other party.
She only regarded that "Miss Xiao" as a passerby who met by chance and then separated again.
There are so many passersby in a person's life.
The playmate who carved wood with her when she was young, and the examiner of the examiner who later went to farm. The martial arts master who taught her martial arts for ten years and finally left the capital in disgrace. Yunyan, the maid who accompanied her from childhood to adulthood but stabbed her in the back...
Qiu Che's memory has too many people with deep memories and unforgettable things.
The Lantern Festival eleven years ago was just the most inconspicuous flash of fire in her hurried past.
But she never expected that just because of this one-time encounter that she thought was not important, Li Qingwu would remember it for so long.
Qiu Che thought about it, and an idea suddenly occurred to him: "So... the lights in your box?"
Li Qingwu blushed: "It's your lights."
Qiu Che opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
She suddenly discovered something else.
Li Qingwu... seems to blush easily?
Is it only like this with her, or is it like this with everyone?
Li Qingwu was probably also very uncomfortable. They were both silent for a moment. She turned her head and coughed, breaking the silence: "It doesn't matter. I am willing to say it. Whether you remember it or not, I don't blame you."
Qiu Che licked her lips and was about to speak, but Li Qingwu interrupted her hurriedly: "...Are there any news about the rattan grass?"
She was the one who had the least hope for this matter before, and she hadn't asked for a long time. Qiu Che thought she didn't care.
Hearing this, she shook her head in surprise: "No."
Even if the rattan grass really existed, it was in the dense forest in the territory of Nanyi. It was said that except for the Nanyi people, it was a dense forest where people who entered would die.
She couldn't let her men risk their lives to find a herb that might not exist.
Seeing that Li Qingwu was lost for a moment and seemed a little absent-minded, Qiu Che hesitated and said, "Why not let Chen Huichun come and take a look at it for you?"
Li Qingwu shook his head, wanting to say no need to bother, but Qiu Che said, "It's okay, I just happen to have something to ask him."
She put down her bowl and chopsticks, picked up the pen and started writing. Seeing this, Li Qingwu silently shut up.
She watched Qiu Che write the letter in a few words, then rolled up the thin special letter paper, walked to the window, and called the white pigeons raised in Yeming City.
When she lowered her eyes to tie the letter, her calm and cold eyebrows overlapped with the "Qiu Che ten years later" in her dream.
Li Qingwu woke up with a start, and stopped herself from thinking about it.
She hastily withdrew her gaze, and as if she was making small talk, she brought up the topic she had just started with, saying, "Qiu's case, witnesses, maybe you can let me try."
Qiu Che was stunned, and turned to look at her: "...Do you have a way?"
Li Qingwu whispered, "--I'm not sure if it will work, but I think we can give it a try."
Qiu Che didn't hesitate and nodded, "Okay."
While waiting for Chen Huichun to come over, the two chatted for a while.
Qiu Che picked up the bowl again and finished the porridge.
He was chatting casually, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw Li Qingwu approaching.
She bent slightly, leaned very close, her eyes fixed on Qiu Che's cheek, and when Qiu Che looked up, her hand stretched out in the air paused.
Qiu Che was at a loss for a moment, and subconsciously stepped back slightly: "What are you doing?"
Li Qingwu hesitated.
Qiu Che almost thought there were rice grains on his face, but when he touched his face, he felt nothing.
Li Qingwu had straightened up, half leaning on the table, facing her sideways, and said calmly: "It's okay, I saw it wrong."
Qiu Che suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.
When she was in Linglong Pavilion a few days ago, didn't she reach out to touch Li Qingwu's hair like this?
She knew that things would change over time, but she didn't expect that this could also turn around?
When Qiu Che was depressed, Li Qingwu was a little absent-minded.
She thought, it looks normal.
Qiu Che didn't have any extra reactions to her approach, no blushing, no stuttering.
Compared to her, he was really much calmer.
She has always found it difficult to see any emotions other than calmness from Qiu Che - whether in dreams or in reality.
This also made her even more afraid to express her unspeakable love.
Yaotai said to cultivate feelings first and then confess...
Li Qingwu was thinking, is she really worthy of Qiu Che?
Qiu Che's goal is to be the head of the civil servants, and what is her goal?
Yaotai said, if you work hard, perhaps your achievements will not be inferior to Qiu Che. But she had no interest in the court, nor did she want to compete with Qiu Che for the position of prime minister.
She was only interested in business, but this was of no use other than helping Qiu Che financially.
What price did Qiu Che pay for his cooperation with the queen mother?
Li Qingwu had never thought deeply about it before, but she actually understood it all.
If one day, the person sitting on the throne became the queen mother, then, would Li Qingwu, the former emperor's favorite princess, also become an unnecessary decoration?
Even without talking about these, let's talk about the fact itself.
Qiu Che didn't like women with bound feet.
But Li Qingwu had already bound her feet - there was even a great possibility that she could not restore them to their original state.
The deformity and ugliness have already formed. If she was Qiu Che, even if she didn't mind liking women, she probably wouldn't want to like such a "princess" who is almost useless and will only drag people down.
The more he thought about it, the lower Li Qingwu's mood became, and the air pressure around him sank.
Chen Huichun came late and checked Li Qingwu's pulse again. He also shook his head: "It's still the same two methods. The longer it's delayed, the more difficult it will be to cure. You two can do it yourselves."
Qiu Che called him.
"Mr. Chen."
Chen Huichun stroked his beard with a smile, turned his head and said: "Huh?"
Qiu Che said: "I checked you, you are not from the capital."
Chen Huichun narrowed his eyes and said cheerfully: "So... ? What does Mr. Qiu want to say?"
"About the so-called vine-head grass and the love test," Qiu Che said here, and paused subtly, "I have read a lot of books, but I can only find a few words. I wonder where you got the news that vine-head grass can revive the dead?"
Chen Huichun took a breath, turned around and said, "Mr. Qiu, aren't you asking too many questions?"
Qiu Che smiled slightly, sat at the table, poured a cup of tea calmly, pushed it in front of Chen Huichun and said, "Please forgive me. As the lord of Yeming City, you naturally have to know the origins of everyone under you. If Mr. Chen doesn't explain clearly, Qiu will feel uneasy."
She motioned for Chen Huichun to sit down, "This is the last bit of Jinlong Snow Lotus Tea in the mansion. There is no other one in the whole Daxia. Mr. Chen, don't you really want to try it?"
The two sides were deadlocked for a moment, and Chen Huichun snorted, but still couldn't help it. He sat down and picked up the teacup, took a sip, and immediately showed an intoxicated look.
"Good tea...good tea!"
Qiu Che raised his eyebrows: "Can I tell you now?"
"Actually, there's nothing I can't tell you," Chen Huichun sighed, "I'm not from the capital, but from Jinzhou."
Jinzhou is a city adjacent to the capital, bordering the dense forests of Nanyi in the south.
"My master is from Nanyi, a traveling doctor--" Chen Huichun smiled bitterly and said, "I was picked up and raised by him, and he has always looked like an octogenarian, never changing."
"I don't know where he is from in Nanyi, but he has been taking me around Daxia since I can remember, and I have never been to Nanyi. All the rumors about Nanyi that I know are told to me by him."
"What's his name?"
"I'm sorry I can't tell you that." Chen Huichun said regretfully, "What is the real name of my master? Even I don't know."
After seeing Chen Huichun off, Qiu Che leaned against the door frame, seeming to be still thinking about something.
Li Qingwu asked, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
Qiu Che looked at her and said, "I thought he would mention those rumors. He must have seen the so-called rattan grass in person. Now it seems..." She was thinking wrong.
Li Qingwu's heart warmed up, and on the contrary, he calmly comforted her, "It's okay. If it can't be cured, then it can't be cured."
Qiu Che looked at her deeply, "... You don't want to cure it?"
Li Qingwu: "But it can't be cured."
"It's not the end yet, how do you know it can't be cured?" Qiu Che said, "I don't like to make an assumed ending for anything in advance. Even if I do, it must be a good ending."
Li Qingwu laughed.
She nodded and said, "Okay... I am indeed too sure."
"I mean, if it is too difficult to cure, there is no need to worry so much," Li Qingwu said softly, "I don't want you to worry about such a small matter as mine."
"This is not a small matter."
Qiu Che paused, looked at Li Qingwu's slightly stunned look, turned his head to cover up, and added, "If it can be cured, then it is a big deal."
Li Qingwu smiled gently and did not comment.
Qiu Che didn't look at her and began to be in a daze.
She felt that she was very strange.
Why did she always feel strange when facing Li Qingwu,
but she didn't feel this way with other people. She couldn't tell what was strange, but it was strange.
She would unconsciously pay attention to her every move, and especially care whether she would have physical contact with her.
And the more she looked at her, the more she liked her, and the more she looked at her, the more beautiful she felt.
Qiu Che thought to herself, she was really strange.
But it's not a good thing to hide like this all the time. She
was absent-minded for several days. One day, she ran into Yu Yan who was slacking off and reading a storybook. She was reading with relish and commenting from time to time.
"What... Sisters turned against each other for a man, it's so fake."
"This is written by men with their feet, right? They really don't understand girls' hearts at all."
People who are bored are always happy to read storybooks and comment on the characters in the storybooks.
Qiu Che should have scolded her, or learned from Li Qingwu's combination of hardness and softness, turned around and walked away.
But she stood in the corridor and couldn't move for a long time.
After a long time, she suddenly said, "You know a lot?"
Yu Yan was startled, and immediately jumped up, stammering, "No, no, no, no..."
"Don't be nervous," Qiu Che nodded, "I just want to say..."
She thought for a moment, "I have a friend who has been acting a little weird towards her other friend recently. She doesn't like to see that friend with the person the other person likes, and she doesn't like the other person mentioning that person... Is this jealousy?"
Strange.
It really gets weirder and weirder the more I listen.
Not only Qiu Che felt confused, but Yu Yan was also confused: "What's the connection? Sir...why don't you tell me, what is the relationship between your friend and your other friend?"
Qiu Che thought about it and found an adjective with difficulty: "...fake couple."
Yu Yan was shocked and widened her eyes: "Can it be like this?"
She pondered for a moment, clapped her hands, and her eyes lit up: "I understand!"
Qiu Che stood up unconsciously and said nervously: "...what do you understand?"
Yu Yan swore: "Then it must be that your friend likes his wife, what else is possible?"
"There is also such a plot in the storybook, pretending to be real, hehehe...it's quite exciting."
Qiu Che choked back his saliva.
She?
Like Li Qingwu?
Qiu Che thought it was ridiculous and a little ridiculous.
They are all women...how could she like Li Qingwu?
Qiu Che waved his hands, thinking that she was really confused. She actually asked a little girl who was more confused than her in dealing with people.
She took two steps forward.
Then he paused and immediately retreated.
Yu Yan's heart tightened: "Young Master..."
Qiu Che stretched out his hand expressionlessly, "Storybook."
"If you read the storybook during your duty, 100 coins will be deducted from your monthly salary."
Yu Yan: "..."
She made a bitter face, gritted her teeth and handed over the storybook, and ran away.
The young master is really scary.
Only the princess can stand her.
At noon, when Yu Ming knocked on the door to report the news of the Qiu family case, Qiu Che was still sitting at the table, holding an ink pen in a daze.
In front of her was an open storybook.
The two looked at each other, Qiu Che quickly came back to his senses and closed the storybook.
Yu Ming saw the title of the book "The Talented Man and the Pretty Lady" on the cover and was stunned for a moment.
Qiu Che coughed and said nonchalantly: "This is Yu Yan's. I just took a few glances at it."
Yu Ming was about to say something but stopped.
She and Yu Yan had read this storybook together, so it was obvious that she had read more than a few glances, right? She
had already turned half of it.
Don't think she didn't see the relationship lines drawn on the side.
Qiu Che coughed again, changed his posture, blocked her sight, and said calmly: "It's just... well, I think the heroine's personality is quite cute."
Yu Ming thought, okay.
Men seem to like this type.
She left after reporting the matter, and planned to forget about it.
After all, she was a qualified subordinate and had to keep her mouth shut.
Who would have thought that Li Qingwu would find her less than a day after she shut up.
The first thing she said was: "Is the Prince Consort's birthday coming up?"
Yu Ming nodded: "Yes, August 17th."
Li Qingwu was thoughtful.
She was a little shy in the second sentence, as if she was a little embarrassed. She clutched her handkerchief shyly and asked in a low voice: "Then do you know... what type of person your son likes?"
Yu Ming was stunned for a moment: "...Ah?"
Li Qingwu's ears blushed: "That is... has she ever said who she likes?"
Yu Ming thought to herself, isn't this a coincidence?
Her son just said yesterday that he likes the lively and cheerful heroine in the storybook.
It shouldn't be a big deal to tell the princess?
Yu Ming didn't hesitate for long, and sold out her master: "He likes cute and lively ones."
Then he hesitated and added: "...active."
Li Qingwu: "..."
"Are you sure?"
Yu Ming said righteously: "Of course."
This was admitted by her master herself.
Is it that if you say that, it seems to hurt the lady's heart a little? After all, you can tell from the eldest princess that she is not the type of lively and active one.
Li Qingwu blushed and nodded: "Thank you."
Qiu Che likes this?
Sure enough, he is not like this...
Li Qingwu thought seriously, it is not impossible to give it a try.
Yu Ming watched her turn and leave, and suddenly realized something slowly.
She said in front of the princess that her son likes other types?
... It's over.
Something big has happened.
It is indeed a big deal (whistle.jpg)
I will tell you in the next chapter to detoxify! Hush - don't spread it! (whisper)