Yanzi's face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was from fright or something else. His eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he was biting his lower lip. He looked like he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. His shoulders were twitching.
pity.【】
Zhong Qingye blinked and finally realized that something was not right. He quickly put away the dagger and slid off the bed. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes and squatted in front of her. He blinked and said cautiously: "What's wrong?
?”
Yanzi sniffed, lowered his head and shook it slightly, big tears falling down his face, and he knelt on the ground, his two small hands clasped tightly, and his joints were twisted until they turned white.
Zhong Qingye scratched his head, trying to hold her back from tears. He wanted to comfort her but couldn't do it at all. He retracted his fingers and gently pressed on her shoulders, "Did I scare you?" She tried her best to calm her down.
The voice was soft and soft, for fear of frightening this water doll-like girl: "I'm sorry, I didn't know... ah!"
Before she could finish her words, Yanzi suddenly reached out and hugged her neck. The force was so strong that Zhong Qingye fell to the ground. Before she could react, Yanzi let out a cry and hugged her.
Howling into her neck.
She cried so fiercely, like a child who had lost a beautiful toy, her shoulders shook, her whole body trembled, and her helpless look made Zhong Qingye's heart twitch.
Big drops of warm tears fell on her neck, flowing down the lines of her neck, making her feel itchy and wet.
Zhong Qingye frowned, reached out and hugged her shoulders, patting her gently as if coaxing a child, but said nothing.
She cried for a while, until half of Zhong Qingye's shoulders were completely soaked through her clothes. Yanzi stopped sobbing. When he saw her soaked clothes, his cheeks immediately turned red and he stood in a panic.
He stood up with a hoarse voice and a strong nasal tone: "Miss... I'll get you some clothes..."
"Come back!" Zhong Qingye took her arm, stretched out his hand to rub his legs that were numb from curling up for too long, stood up from the ground, and pulled her to sit by the bed.
Yanzi's face was bright red, and his eyes were almost swollen into thin slits. The red and watery eyes looked particularly pitiful. Zhong Qingye sighed: "Are you done crying?"
Yanzi nodded almost invisibly, and lowered his head.
Zhong Qingye stretched out his hand to tuck the wet hair on her cheek behind her ears, and his gentle voice could almost make her drink water: "Then can you tell me now, what's going on?"
Yan Zi moved awkwardly and shrank back, her face was as red as a big tomato whether from crying too hard or from being swollen. After hearing Zhong Qingye's words, she murmured: "...
…It’s nothing, I’m just happy…”
Are you crying like that when you are so happy? Zhong Qingye's temples beat twice irregularly. Doesn't he tell lies now without thinking about it?
"Yan Zi, you will be punished for lying." Zhong Qingye's tone became more severe: "What happened? What do you have to hide from me?"
"Miss..." I don't know what went wrong with these words. Yanzi raised his head, curled his mouth, and was about to cry again.
"Don't cry, don't cry." Zhong Qingye was startled and waved his hands hurriedly: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to say it, forget it. Stop crying. If you cry again, there will be a flood in my room."
Yan Zi couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, a smile aroused by Zhong Qingye's words. Zhong Qingye also bent his eyes, crying and laughing at one time, which is really childish.
"Miss..." It was quiet for a while, and just when Zhong Qingye thought Yanzi wouldn't speak, she suddenly spoke again.
"...?"
"Don't worry, I just..." Yan Zi felt awkward for some reason: "... I just thought of my sisters in Zhong Mansion..."
Zhong Qingye was stunned, suddenly understood something, and asked suspiciously: "Did you come to me when I was sleeping, and then when you came, I remembered the sisters who used to work together in the Zhong family, so I couldn't help crying?
"
Yanzi lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"What's there to be sorry for?" Zhong Qingye interrupted her, stretched out his hand to pat her shoulder in a very loyal manner, but grinned behind his back and thought to himself, I didn't expect that this girl Yanzi is such a sentimental person.
If she hadn't cried like this, Zhong Qingye, a daughter, would have almost forgotten about the fire.
Speaking of which, she left Prince Rui's Mansion after the fire broke out, and until she comes back now, it seems that she has not yet determined what happened to the fire that destroyed the entire Zhong family, whether it was a natural disaster or not.
Her brows were wrinkled habitually, and seeing Yanzi's sad look, Zhong Qingye couldn't help but soften her heart. After thinking about it, she said: "Okay, don't be sad, I will remember that thing."
, I will definitely give them justice."
God, forgive her, she really can't do such a highly technical thing as comforting people.
Yanzi was stunned, and just as he was about to say something, Zhong Qingye said first: "You, please stop thinking nonsense, there is no resurrection after death, it is useless even if you cry your eyes out, what you need most now is to have a good rest.
"
Zhong Qingye reached out and pushed her down on the bed: "Have a good sleep and be energetic. There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved. I will definitely find a way to solve that problem."
"Miss, this is your and the prince's bed. I can't..." Before he could understand the meaning of Zhong Qingye's words, Yanzi suddenly remembered this and hurriedly wanted to get off the bed.
Zhong Qingye waved his hand, pushed her back onto the bed, and said in a strong tone: "It's okay if I say yes. Okay, you have a good rest now and don't think about anything."
Seeing Zhong Qingye's irresistible expression, Yanzi narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.
Only then did Zhong Qingye smile and reach out to pull the quilt for her.
Probably tired from crying, Yanzi closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.
Looking at this girl's face still stained with tears, Zhong Qingye's eyebrows couldn't stretch. In any case, from the day she turned into another Zhong Qingye, she and the Zhong family had an inseparable connection.
She had lost someone else's daughter's body and identity, and she felt guilty if she didn't do anything.
Just think of it as...compensation.
She doesn't want to owe anyone anything.
Zhong Qingye stood up and put down the silk curtain on the bed. The sky was already dark and it was almost noon. With Yan Zi making such a fuss, she lost the interest in eating, so she simply took the men's clothes from the closet and put on them.