Chapter 23 Chapter Twenty-Three

Zhuge Yue shouted suddenly, the child stopped immediately, but he didn't turn his head around. Zhuge Yue took out a small celadon bottle from a side drawer, and walked down slowly, his boots stepping on the soft bearskin carpet, without making a sound.He stretched out his hand to grab the child's shoulder, trying to turn her around, but he felt a stubborn force in his fingers, Zhuge Yue raised his eyebrows, and saw the child holding his body hard, but he just didn't want to turn around. After all, Zhuge Yue was much older than her, put his hands on the child's shoulders, and with a little force, he forcibly turned the child around.

A tear-stained little face was displayed in front of Zhuge Yue's eyes, the child's eyes were red, seeing him, the tears fell more and more fiercely. "Okay, don't cry, I just said a few words to you." The young man frowned and said, "You made a mistake yourself, so why don't others say it?" "I didn't make a mistake. The young master asked me to learn how to ride a horse. I learned it well, and no one provoked me." The eight-year-old child finally lost his temper, and spoke back to his master confidently, sobbing while talking, Almost swallowed the snot into his mouth.

Zhuge Yue frowned slightly, took out the handkerchief in his bosom, and wiped the tears off the child's face with a very amateurish technique, while wiping, he said, "You're right, you lost my horse, and today you died because of you." A good Moxi Xuelong colt, and you still say that you are right?" "It's not, and it's not that someone wants to ride a horse by himself. Besides, Shizi Yan, Shizi Yan has already sent back the lost horse. I, I have listened." After a while, Zhuge Yue's handkerchief was wet.Just as Zhuge Yue was about to take another handkerchief, he suddenly saw the child wiping his nose on the handkerchief with his hand. Zhuge Yue was taken aback, staring dumbfounded at the dirty and sticky handkerchief. I only heard the child continue to say: "Even the horse today was killed by the young master himself."

"Hmph, you can be reasonable." The child lowered his head and murmured unconvinced: "What I'm telling you is the truth." The sun shone in from the corner of the window, and sprinkled on the shoulders of the two of them. The child was still very young, and even if he stood up straight, he could only reach the boy's shoulders. His cheeks were bright red, like two big apples. "Here you are," Zhuge Yue put the porcelain bottle in her hand, and said, "Go back and clean it." Sure enough, it was a child's heart, and his attention was immediately diverted. Zhuge Yue looked at the child holding the bottle with a smile in his heart, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"Medicine, for scratches." The pony ran too fast before, and Chu Qiao's palms were scratched. The child pouted, nodded, and said, "Fourth young master, that Xing'er will go down first." The young man sat back on the chair without raising his head. He waved his hand and said with a look of reluctance to see her, "Go down." Just as the child was about to open the door, Zhuge Yue suddenly called out: "Xing'er, when you see Prince Yan, try to stay as far away from him as possible." The child tilted his head and looked at him puzzled, Zhuge Yue frowned irritably, and shouted: "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The child replied loudly, then turned around and left, his small body crossed the high threshold and almost fell down. This kid's courage is really getting bigger and bigger, the boy has a dark face, panting heavily secretly. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhu Cheng's worried face, and Zhu Cheng hurried forward, seeing Xing'er's tear-stained face, he hurriedly asked, "What did you say, young master, are you angry?" Chu Qiao glanced at him, nodded, and went back to her room. Zhu Cheng entered the room in fear, and seeing Zhuge Yue lowering his head, he didn't dare to make a sound, and stood cautiously beside him.

After a while, something suddenly flew towards his head. Zhu Cheng was shocked and didn't dare to hide.Looking down, it turned out to be a dirty handkerchief with a small word Yue embroidered on it. "Take it and throw it away." Thinking of the tears on Chu Qiao's face, Zhu Cheng suddenly seemed to have realized something, he was slightly taken aback, and quickly nodded and bowed and said: "The servant obeys." Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly heard Zhuge Yue call: "Wait a minute." Zhu Cheng immediately turned around, bent over and waited for instructions, like a complete slave.

The boy's fair face turned red for some reason, and after thinking for a while, he still didn't speak.Zhu Cheng raised his head cautiously, and saw that Zhuge Yue was frowning, as if he was making an important decision, his expression was exactly the same as usual when encountering major events, and he immediately pricked up his ears seriously, waiting for his master's order. After a long time, I only heard a majestic voice from above: "It's better to take it down and wash it, then bring it back to me." "Ah?" Zhu Cheng was stunned and shouted loudly. Zhuge Yue was furious: "Ah what! Can't you understand?"

"Understood, I understand, this servant will go now." The door was closed with a bang, Zhuge Yue sat on the chair, his breathing gradually calmed down, thinking of the child pouting and crying, for some reason, he felt a little bored.He stood up and went to the inner hall, and saw that the inner hall was simple and clean, and there was a portrait of a figure hanging in the direction of the bed, on which was a young girl, only eleven or twelve years old, with bright eyes and a smile Sweet, wearing a light yellow shirt and a light green skirt, very delicate and lovely. Zhuge Yue slowly stretched out his hand and stroked a corner of the portrait. After a long time, he said softly, "I'll just believe it again."

Chu Qiao walked on the corridor with a small body, lowered her head, and ignored the people who greeted her in the past, as if she had been scolded and wronged.The servants on both sides speculated one after another. Seeing the child return to the door and raised his head, they immediately went about their own business and did not dare to peep any more. The child stretched out his small palm, pushed open the door, and walked in. As soon as the door was closed, the child's face lost the angry and cute look just now. She had a calm complexion and sharp eyes. She sat on the stool slowly with her chest covered, poured a cup of tea, and held it in her hand. But he didn't drink it.

No matter what, today's imminent hurdle has finally passed. No matter how much Zhuge Yue believes, there is no danger for the time being. The clothes on the back were completely soaked, and the cold wind blew and hit the front of the clothes, making it chilly.Chu Qiao took a sip of herbal tea, calmed her shortness of breath, then closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. In any case, things had to be rushed, and she had no time. The cold wind is like a knife, and this winter is extraordinarily cold.