Chapter 878: The past of the young marshal and Zhongqing [19]
"That night, you were chased by the eldest lady of the Zhong family. You were wearing a red dress and happened to run into me. I killed those people who were chasing you for you!"
Zhong Qing had been looking at Yi Jian silently, just thinking that he was angry. Who knew that he suddenly said such words? Her mind wandered for a long time, and then she vaguely remembered that it seemed that such a time had really happened.
It's about...
"There seems to be some... I had my eldest sister, and my father wanted to marry her to someone else. She was so angry that she sent people to beat me to death... I just ran away, but the next day, my father knew about this.
So he married her off even more without any explanation!"
Zhongqing stuck out her tongue, and then said: "I was really scared at that time. The eldest sister was really angry and wanted to kill me. I felt that I couldn't escape. I didn't expect to meet a very...
Beautiful big brother......"
Zhong Qing smiled, lowered her head, and looked a little shy: "Actually, I remember that big brother, but I forgot what he looked like. I just remember that he was very beautiful, um... and had asthma, but I really forgot about it.
It’s almost done. I haven’t thought of so many things for a while..."
At that time, after all, she was very young and vaguely remembered such a thing. She didn't know what happened after that, and she didn't know what she and him talked about that night. She just remembered that he was very good-looking, and he
The smell on my body is very good, and even now, I seem to still be able to smell that smell.
By the way, the smell on him at that time was not mint.
Could it be...
Zhong Qing's eyes widened and she asked, "Did you change the mint scent after that night?"
Yi Jian nodded, "Well...you asked me to change it?"
"Me?" Zhong Qing's eyes widened in disbelief. She really didn't remember.
"Yes, I have asthma. You thought I was going to die in front of you, so you kept crying and saying, "Don't die." I said I would feel better if I smelled your scent, so you kept letting me hold you, and you still said
Tell me how these spices are made. It's very simple. Let me also use this flavor. In that case, I won't die without you."
It was because of her words that the next day, he gave up the sandalwood scent that he had always liked and replaced it with mint scent.