Qingyin smiled and shook her head. Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Heng's voice came from the room, "Zhuqing, who are you talking to?"
Zhu Qing looked back at the room and replied, "Husband, you are a lost passerby."
"Oh... Then you invite the guests in and sit down. Wait until dawn, and you can take them down the mountain." Zhang Heng's voice was very weak, accompanied by a cough.
Hearing that Zhu Qing's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were a little complicated. He looked up at Lian, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Lian Tattoo's head, Zhu Qing nodded helplessly and invited Lian and Qingyin into the room.
After entering the house, Zhu Qing poured herbal tea for the two of them, "The humble house is simple and the hospitality is inappropriate, please forgive me."
Qingyin took the tea and said with a smile: "Sister Qingzhu is so polite."
After saying that, he brought the tea to his mouth, but his eyes looked around the room.
"Zhuqing, help me sit up." Zhang Heng shouted softly and struggled to get up.
Zhu Qing stopped him: "Husband, you are not feeling well, so you should lie down."
"With a guest here, how can I lie down?" Zhang Heng complained.
Zhu Qing, who was originally trying to say, saw Zhang Heng insisting on it, had no choice but to let him go.
Getting off the couch, Zhang Heng, supported by Zhu Qing, walked into the hall. When he saw Lian He Qingyin sitting on the bamboo chair, a light flashed in his eyes.
He looked at Lian and asked, "Where are you from? Why do you appear on the mountain so late? You are from this wilderness, you must be careful when you go out."
Lian didn't make a sound, and Zhang Heng seemed a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, Qingyin answered instead of Lian: "We are outsiders, so we come here to find people! The night is too dark, so we get lost in the mountains."
"Oh." Zhang Heng covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his eyes a little complicated.
"Husband, you are not feeling well, so you might as well lie on the couch!" Zhu Qing was a little worried.
At the same time, I was worried that my husband had asked too much.
Although she has been a couple for several years, she never talks about her identity and family background.
If you can hide it, you will keep it.
She just wants to leave the best memories for Zhang Heng.
"I'm not tired." Zhang Heng refused, "There was a guest at home. Zhuqing, you go and cook two dishes. I want to entertain the two guests."
Zhu Qing jumped his eyebrows, unable to figure out what he wanted to do for a moment: "But it's so late..."
"It's so late, the two guests must be hungry and tired. When they eat and drink well, they will let them have a good rest for a night and leave early tomorrow morning, it's not too late!" Zhang Heng said this when he said
, I said looking at Lian.
Lian's eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes were deep and she couldn't understand what he was thinking.
"Then... OK!" Zhu Qing seemed reluctant, but when she saw the rare smile on her husband's face, she did not refuse and stood up and walked out of the house.
At this time, Lian opened her mouth, "Qingyin."
"Yes." Qingyin looked at his eyes, quickly understood the meaning of the eyes, and smiled at Zhang Heng, "That, I'll help Sister Zhuqing."
After saying that, he ran out in a flash.
The room suddenly became quiet.
The candles in the candlestick crackled and golden flowers burst out.
The golden flowers fell on the edge of the candle and soon burned a deep groove. The hot candle water flowed along the groove to the candlestick.
Zhang Heng raised his eyes, stared at Lian Ruyu's cheek and asked, "What are you going to do with my wife."
His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
When he heard his words, Lian's eyes flashed slightly and said, "Heavenly Punishment."