Before Qing Feng opened his eyes when he woke up, he heard Jiujiu asking him anxiously, "Are you hungry? I made some porridge. Do you want some? "
Qing Feng was stunned, and then he remembered that Jiujiu went to the secret prison to save him.
Qing Feng opened his eyes and saw the familiar mosquito net. He turned his head to look at Jiujiu, who asked the maid to get the porridge from the kitchen. He opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to make any sound. Instead, he coughed for a while.
The coughing affected the wound, which made Qing Feng gasp.
Jiujiu hurriedly walked to Qing Feng and poured a cup of warm water. She handed it to Qing Feng and fed it to him.
Qing Feng was like a child, obediently drinking the water fed by Jiujiu.
After a cup of water was poisoned, the porridge was also served. Jiujiu sat by the bed and fed Qing Feng the porridge.
Qing Feng was like a well-behaved child. When Jiujiu asked him to drink water, he drank water. When Jiujiu asked him to eat porridge, he ate porridge. His eyes never moved from the beginning to the end.
After Qing Feng finished the porridge, Jiujiu put the bowl and chopsticks aside, wiped the corners of Qing Feng's mouth with a handkerchief, and touched Qing Feng's forehead, whispering, "Didn't I tell you that you should not go out because you have a lot of things to deal with recently? Why are you disobedient again? "
Being questioned by Jiujiu, Qing Feng's red and swollen cheeks immediately showed an embarrassed expression.
Qing Feng's eyes flickered, and he said without looking at Jiujiu, "I want to cook for you."
Jiujiu had been running around outside for his parents' affairs. As a man, he was raised at home by Jiujiu. Although Jiujiu had no objection, he felt a little embarrassed, so he wanted to do something to make Jiujiu happy.
However, he did not expect that he would be taken away on the way back.
Thinking of this, Qing Feng's eyes showed some regret.
Qing Feng said softly, "They lost the pearl hairpin I bought for you."
Jiujiu was about to lose her life, but she was still thinking about the pearl hairpin. Qing Feng was so angry that she almost laughed.
Jiujiu poked Qing Feng's forehead grumpily and said grumpily, "You're about to die. Why are you still thinking about the hairpin? Are you a fool?"
"I used the money I earned from working for half a month to buy it."
In the past ten years, he had been eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddhist scriptures every day. Other than reciting scriptures, he had no other skills.
Without the identity of a monk, he could only earn money through the most common manual work. He had been busy for more than half a month and only earned a little money to buy the pearl hairpin that he had been eyeing for a long time.
However, before he could put the hairpin on Jiujiu's hair, it was lost.
The first gift he had prepared for Jiujiu was gone. Qing Feng's heart was full of disappointment.
Jiujiu did not expect that the pearl hairpin was bought by Qing Feng with the money he earned. She immediately promised, "I'll find the pearl hairpin."
Qing Feng's voice was not as soft as before, but it made Qing Feng blush again. Qing Feng stared at Jiujiu and whispered, "Jiujiu, you're so beautiful. I like you so much."
In the past, when Jiujiu kept telling him that she was going to marry him, Qing Feng felt both joy and fear in his heart.
He was happy that Jiujiu wanted to marry him, but he was afraid that the reason why Jiujiu said that was that she had not seen a better man. If Jiujiu had seen a better man, she would not like him, a poor monk who had nothing.
But at this moment, after experiencing life and death, Qing Feng was a lot more indifferent. He had even experienced life and death, so there was nothing that he could not say.
He liked Jiujiu, so naturally, he wanted to let Jiujiu know that he liked her.
In front of Jiujiu, Qing Feng was always serious. Even if he promised to marry her, most of the time, he looked like he had no choice but to be pestered by her. At this moment, it was the first time that he took the initiative to say that he liked her.
Jiujiu blinked and looked at Qing Feng in front of her. She tentatively replied, "You're also very beautiful."
Jiujiu's words really amused Qing Feng. Qing Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, but because of the pain of his swollen cheeks, he kept gasping for breath.
After a moment of distorted expression, Qing Feng looked at Jiujiu and whispered, "Jiujiu, do you know that I'm very afraid that I will never see you again?"
When he was taken away, his first reaction was not what would happen to Jiujiu, but what if he could never see Jiujiu again?
Jiujiu was so beautiful and so kind. Without him, she would definitely find a better man.
Clearly, this was what he had been thinking all along, but when it really became a reality, his heart slowly became unwilling to part with it.
How could he be willing? Since Jiujiu was a little girl, he had watched Jiujiu grow up little by little. He had been used to hearing Jiujiu say to him, "Qing Feng, I want to marry you. Will you marry me?"
Even if he didn't agree verbally, he had been thinking about marrying Jiujiu.
Qing Feng looked at Jiujiu's breathtakingly beautiful face and said, "Jiujiu, I want to marry you."
Jiujiu didn't expect Qing Feng to have such a high ideological consciousness after he came back with an injury. After a pause, she chuckled and raised her hand to poke Qing Feng's swollen cheeks. "When you recover, let's get married."
When she said that, Qing Feng's eyes dimmed in an instant.
His leg was broken by the Regent. Even if he recovered, he would probably become a cripple.
He was not worthy of Jiujiu when he was healthy. When he became a cripple, he would be even less worthy of Jiujiu.
The light in Qing Feng's eyes went out little by little. Qing Feng didn't dare to look at Jiujiu's cheeks and said almost to himself, "Jiujiu, I'm not worthy of you."
He was going to become a cripple. How could he be worthy of such a perfect Jiujiu?
Hearing Qing Feng's silly words again, Jiujiu was so angry that she pinched Qing Feng's face hard and said grumpily, "Do you want to go back on your words?"
She, a woman, was not reserved, but he, a little monk, was reserved. It was so annoying.
Qing Feng lowered his eyes and explained, "I'm not worthy of you. You deserve better."
"I want to marry you day and night. You said you were not worthy of me and wanted to push me to others. Qing Feng, you are dreaming. I'll depend on you for the rest of my life."
After saying that, Jiujiu glared at Qing Feng angrily. She looked down at Qing Feng's legs, which were wrapped by her like a dumpling, and said angrily, "Don't worry. I'm here. You won't become a cripple."
She had so many good things in her hands. Even if Qing Feng really became a cripple, she could cure him, not to mention that Qing Feng was not a cripple.
Jiujiu's words warmed Qing Feng's heart, but he felt more guilty.
He stubbornly wanted to come to the capital to find his parents, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch Jiujiu, a weak woman, run around outside. This time, it was even more so.
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