Chapter 60 Helpless
As soon as Jiang Yufu walked out of the room where Wen Renhuai was imprisoned, his domineering face fell instantly, and the smile he used to fool Wen Renhuai disappeared completely.
She sniffed and walked forward bit by bit, looking like she was about to cry.
On the one hand, she felt that crying was too embarrassing, and on the other hand, she felt uncomfortable. Jiang Yu pouted her lips all the way, tears hanging in her eyes, and she cursed countless times in her heart, "Annoying! Annoying!"
Yuan Heng stood under the tree holding his sword at the entrance, waiting for her.
Now that the most difficult matter was solved, he finally relaxed his tense spirit in the past few days and stood up straight. He glanced at the almost bottomless stairs at the entrance from a distance, closed his eyes and just wanted to relax his brain. , but suddenly heard a loud and crying "Wow" from the bottom of the stairs.
Yuan Heng suddenly had an idea and quickly rushed down the stairs with his sword in hand. He had just taken two steps when someone came up slowly from the bottom. He lowered his head while the other person raised his head. Jiang Yu's pitiful appearance completely fell into In his eyes.
The two faces were stunned for a moment.
Under Yuan Heng's increasingly bewildered gaze, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned down the corners of his mouth, vividly demonstrating to him once again what "wow" means and crying out loud.
Yuan Heng's body moved down one step ahead of his mind.
Jiang Yu just howled twice and saw him walking down. He closed his mouth and barely stopped crying. He held the corner of his sleeve and wiped it randomly on his face. He wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand and sucked in his breath. With a somewhat blocked nose, he raised his head and walked up: "Why are you here?"
What a shame!
She rubbed the corners of her eyes bitterly.
How could anyone come to the dungeon at this time!
They met at the fifteenth step. Yuan Heng turned around again and led her up. He hurriedly took out a white handkerchief from his storage bag: "There are not many people in the front yard. Master, please let me know." I came here to take a look.”
Song Lian's original words were that if Jiang Yu didn't come out for a long time, he would go down to check the situation. Wen Renhuai kept saying all the things in his mouth, which made people depressed and angry. In case Jiang Yu couldn't bear it anymore. Wen Renhuai was fighting in the dungeon, so he could go down and help.
Jiang Yu said "Oh", took his handkerchief and wiped his face carefully, folded it in the palm of his hand, and put it into the storage necklace: "Thank you, senior brother, I will wash it when I go back and return it to you." ”
"It doesn't matter." Yuan Heng carefully observed her face, looking at her sobbing look, and felt that she looked really pitiful, but a smile appeared in his eyes involuntarily, "It's just an ordinary handkerchief."
Due to a stuffy nose, Jiang Yu breathed with his mouth slightly open. He looked up at him, then lowered his head and thought for a moment, then found a handkerchief of a similar color from his storage necklace: "Then I'll give this back to you."
A jade-colored handkerchief lay in the palm of her hand. Yuan Heng looked down and saw a small begonia flower embroidered in the lower right corner, and a crooked "jiang" character embroidered with gold thread next to it. Like a girl's personal belongings.
Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Yu shook his head as a reminder, and said with a faint nasal voice: "My mother embroidered this, and the things she makes are the best in the world."
Then he can't even ask for it.
Yuan Heng thought, it is not the behavior of a gentleman to take away what others like.
"No need." He smiled, "My handkerchief is just an ordinary one, no better than my junior sister's."
"?" Jiang Yu sniffed, looked at the plain handkerchief in his hand, and then looked at Yuan Heng's face. He didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly blinked his eyes, his eyebrows drooped, and he deliberately looked pitiful. , "Don't you want it?" She looked at the handkerchief again, "Actually, I brought a hundred and eighty of these handkerchiefs. The handkerchiefs were bought by Demon Lord, and the begonia flowers were also bought by Shanxia Embroiderer. Of the ones embroidered, only the word '江' was embroidered by my mother. She scrapped 180 of them and I put them all away. If you really want to talk about it, it's actually similar to yours."
After she said this, she felt less uncomfortable than before, and even her sobs gradually disappeared.
Only Yuan Heng was still at a loss: "This, I -"
Seeing that he still wanted to refuse, Jiang Yu put away the affected expression on his face, curled his lips, and tried to recreate the scene just now: "Woo——"
Yuan Heng's scalp suddenly went numb, and he quickly reached out to take the handkerchief in her hand, and whispered: "Don't cry, I'll just keep it."
Jiang Yu retracted his hand, glanced at the Qingman Sword in his hand, and asked more closely: "Don't you like what I gave you?"
She still had droopy eyebrows, the redness in the corners of her eyes had not completely faded, and her voice still contained a deliberately aggravated cry, looking pitiful.
Even though this was not the first time Jiang Yu had used this trick, Young Master Yuan, who had only dared to watch from afar and rarely teased her up close before meeting her, still couldn't cope with this kind of battle, and the tips of his ears turned red quietly. He quickly said: "I didn't."
Jiang Yu was no longer uncomfortable. Looking at Yuan Heng's appearance, he smiled secretly in his heart. He wanted to make fun of others. He stretched out a slender finger and pointed at the hilt of Qingman Sword with grievance: "Then why don't you use it?" The sword spike I gave you."
Yuan Heng was stunned by her teasing. He didn't know what he should do. He followed her white fingers and looked at the hilt of Qingman Sword.
The Qingman Sword suddenly trembled slightly in his hand quite spiritually.
Yuan Heng pursed his lips, and took off the original white tassel on the Qingman Sword in front of Jiang Yu, and replaced it with the silver sword made of the rare mist thread in the Three Realms that she had given her before. ear.
After doing this, he looked at Jiang Yu as if he wanted to seek some proof.
Jiang Yu didn't expect him to be so straightforward and didn't even need to go back and forth with her for several rounds. His pitiful expression froze for a moment. Seeing Yuan Heng look over, he sniffed again and said softly: "Senior brother Just don’t dislike it.”
After she finished speaking, the expression on her face that was used to win Yuan Heng's heart slowly returned to normal. Although the redness in the corners of her eyes had not completely faded, a smile had already stained her eyebrows.
Yuan Heng breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and was helpless with her.
He watched Jiang Yu's mood improve, thinking about her appearance just now, and wanted to ask about what happened in the dungeon, but was afraid of making her sad again.
Just ask, he's afraid that her just improved mood will be ruined by him again, don't ask, he's also afraid that Wen Renhuai deliberately provoked something and left a thorn in her heart, which made her cry so sadly just now.
Yuan Heng walked beside Jiang Yu, turning his head to look at her from time to time, but hesitated to speak.
Jiang Yu endured it all the way, and saw that he clearly looked like he had something to say, but when she looked over, he closed his mouth tightly. She had endured it for so long, originally she wanted to see what he wanted to say, but she didn't expect it. He could hold it back so well, but she was the one who couldn't hold it back in the end.
Jiang Yu sighed slightly, stopped, tilted his head and met Yuan Heng's gaze again accurately: "Brother, do you have something to say to me?"
(End of chapter)