High-class Spring Joy

Third Young Master.

What the Third Young Master meant by that was...

Even if Qinghe is stupid, she would never misunderstand what Chu Jingxian means now.

Is it more than just looking at the eyes?

But she must look quite disheveled right now.

Qinghe didn't want Chu Jingxian to see her in such a disheveled state.

Qinghe thought for a moment, then pursed her lips before speaking, "Young Master, I am in a sorry state right now, and my disheveled appearance might frighten you. Since you can see me now... why don't we wait until I've washed up before showing myself to you?"

Qinghe was a little embarrassed to say this, but for some reason, she never felt that her face was anything special, nor did she ever feel that she lived off her face.

When Qinghe arrived in front of the Third Young Master, she never thought anything of it. No matter what she looked like, the Third Young Master couldn't see her. To him, she was just a name and a voice. He didn't know her appearance or figure, so there was no question of liking or disliking her.

But now, as the Third Young Master looked at Qing He, she felt inexplicably nervous, guilty, and uneasy. It wasn't because the Third Young Master had a powerful aura or was particularly intimidating.

It was a strange, unfamiliar feeling, as if Qinghe always felt she should appear in her best condition, or perhaps hoped to appear in her most beautiful and perfect state before the Third Young Master, in order to…

Chu Jingxian smiled wryly, then shook his head. His smile held a hint of nonchalance, yet also a touch of bitterness.

"If I could always see, I wouldn't be in a hurry. But now, my eyes can see sometimes and not sometimes. I can see at night, but I still can't see during the day. If Ah-He doesn't want to let me see now, then I'll have to wait until tomorrow. He'll take it one step at a time, and some things, once said today, may never come tomorrow. Who can say for sure what will happen tomorrow? Maybe I'll see him tomorrow, or maybe I won't. I don't even know if I'll be able to see him tomorrow. If I can't see him, it's probably just fate. But last time I didn't see Ah-He, I felt a little regretful and disappointed. I feel like I should remember something."

How could Qinghe bear to hear Chu Jingxian say such things?

These words almost melted Qinghe's heart, leaving it with a faint ache.

Qinghe no longer cared about whether it looked good or not, or whether it was perfect or not. At this point, when she heard that Chu Jingxian's eyes might not be able to see, nothing else mattered. These things no longer mattered.

Qinghe's fingertips touched the ribbon of her felt hat. Because of the freezing weather, the felt hat was meant to keep her warm, but the most important thing was that it wouldn't be blown away. Ordinary hats are just tied with a single knot, which makes them easy to be blown away by a strong wind.

So the felt hat had several straps, tied in many knots. One was tied at the back of the head, another at the top of the head, and another at the chin. It was so tightly tied that the felt hat was firmly bound to Qinghe's head.

Two of the knots were tied by Princess Jing'an, which Qinghe had arranged at the time. Now, Qinghe was also feeling a bit overwhelmed. After untying the knot under her chin, she looked at Chu Jingxian in front of her with some pleading: "Young Master..."

Previously, Chu Jingxian couldn't see Qinghe, nor could he see the light in the little girl's eyes, nor the emotions in her eyes. But now, Chu Jingxian could see the slight fluctuations in Qinghe's eyes clearly, without a doubt.

Chu Jingxian clearly saw the plea for help in the little girl's eyes, and just one glance at her made his heart melt.

It also gave him a feeling and impulse that he had never experienced before.

In the past, no matter how he tried to sense Qinghe's emotions, he mostly felt them from her voice and tone. He couldn't really sense anything else, so many of them were things he had to process in his mind.

But now it was different. He saw clearly the plea for help in the little girl's eyes, the plea for help and the smile hidden in her gentle gaze.

The impact of these two is obviously different. It's like someone who keeps imagining themselves becoming rich overnight. But when one day countless gold and silver are thrown in front of them with their name on them, how can the impact be compared to that?

This is exactly how Chu Jingxian feels right now.

When he reached out his fingertips toward Qinghe, he accidentally touched her hand. Both of them immediately recoiled as if burned.

The next instant, their eyes met in mid-air.

For some reason, Qinghe noticed that the man's earlobes had turned slightly red.

She and the Third Young Master had a complicated and messy past, not to mention that night...

How come these two people were so frightened after just touching hands?

Chu Jingxian covered his mouth and coughed lightly, seemingly not expecting to become like this in front of Qinghe.

He curled his long, slender fingers slightly. "I'll do it."

After I finished speaking, I suddenly ran over here. Chu Jingxian stood up and used his long, slender, and fair fingers to help Qinghe untie the knot. Because the wind was so strong here, the knot was tied quite tightly.

Even the Third Young Master couldn't just lift his hand and untie it.

As Chu Jingxian stood on Qinghe's back, Qinghe could feel the man's figure looming over her from above, but what followed was not the familiar oppressive and pressing feeling.

Instead, it's a sense of security that wells up from within.

Qinghe was a little uneasy. She could think things through and make choices, but she was just nervous, a kind of nervousness that she couldn't explain herself.

I felt my hat being untied and removed little by little, and the warmth I had created dissipated and disappeared into the cold air.

But Qinghe couldn't feel the cold at this moment; she could only feel the gaze of those peach blossom eyes falling on her face.

That look in his eyes was different from that of the Third Young Master; it was intense, completely unlike the Third Young Master's usual cold and indifferent demeanor.

Qinghe felt as if she were being easily ignited by his gaze.

Qinghe felt like a piece of meat on a chopping board...

My heart was pounding with anxiety, and I could feel the man's gaze sweeping over my face. I felt like every inch of me was being scrutinized by him.

Qinghe didn't dare to look up and meet the person's gaze easily. Her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't think of anything to say.

Qinghe had no idea what Chu Jingxian was thinking, nor could she possibly comprehend the psychological impact he was experiencing.

Chu Jingxian's gaze seemed to fall on the girl in front of him automatically, completely beyond his control.

His gaze seemed mesmerized, tracing inch by inch across Qinghe's smooth, fair forehead, finally settling on her beautiful and delicate features. Her clear eyes seemed reluctant to meet his gaze.

The thought then landed on Qinghe's delicate and straight nose. Chu Jingxian had actually wondered countless times in his heart what this little girl would look like.

Is she cute or demure? Is she pretty or gentle?

But regardless of the type, Chu Jingxian didn't actually have a perfect template or type in his mind, because he had gone blind too early and had no idea what kind of appearance was considered cute or what kind of appearance was considered demure.

The last time Chu Jingxian saw Qinghe in the kitchen, he only caught a glimpse of a green figure and knew that her face was very beautiful, but he didn't look at her closely.

From that time on, Chu Jingxian had an impression that Qinghe was very beautiful.

But it was only at this moment that Chu Jingxian truly felt Qinghe's beauty, a beauty that was so strikingly aggressive.

For example, Qinghe lowered her eyes and looked completely different from her aggressive demeanor. Yet, the beauty in that very demeanor shocked Chu Jingxian, drawing his attention to her unconsciously.

If the girl in front of you deliberately acts alluring, or shows a bright smile, what a beautiful sight that would be.

Chu Jingxian couldn't figure it out.

Now, in his mind, the template for beauty is roughly equivalent to Qinghe: cute, charming, alluring—all positive words have been associated with Qinghe in front of him.

The most dangerous one was Qinghe, with her lowered eyes and fluttering eyelashes like butterfly wings.

Then those eyes looked at him so gently.

Just that one glance, just that one look up, just that fleeting glance, and that naturally charming expression made Chu Jingxian's heart soften and itch.

Chu Jingxian couldn't resist that one glance.

Even though Qinghe's outfit wasn't slender or delicate enough, and she looked rather plump, Chu Jingxian felt a surge of emotion within him that he couldn't control.

The gaze of the person in front of her grew increasingly intense, and Qinghe truly couldn't withstand it.

Her eyelids trembled, and she forced herself to remind him, "Young Master..."

Qinghe only said those two words and nothing else, but Chu Jingxian seemed to be instantly pulled back to his senses.

Chu Jingxian finally realized how naked and out of control his gaze had been just now.

He was so captivated by a little girl's unintentional expression.

Chu Jingxian, oh Chu Jingxian…

He's actually come to this.

At this moment, Qinghe tried to speak up to ease the tension: "Young Master... is there something on my face?"

Chu Jingxian pinched the bridge of her nose to calm her racing emotions. "No... I just lost control. You... are very beautiful. I've never seen anyone so beautiful."

Chu Jingxian's words were a bit too direct. Perhaps if other men said these words, Qinghe would think they were just being glib, but when the Third Young Master said them, Qinghe would subconsciously believe him.

Qinghe felt her heart pounding, and her voice became softer: "It's...it's because you haven't seen enough people. If you see too many, you'll think I'm just an ordinary-looking person."

"How could that be? Don't talk nonsense."

Words preceded Chu Jingxian's actions. By the time Chu Jingxian reacted, he already saw Qinghe's expression become even more shy.

Qinghe was trying to avoid the Third Young Master's gaze when, just as she turned her head slightly, her chin was gently pinched.

Qinghe had no choice but to meet the man's gaze, while the Third Young Master's calloused fingertips gently rubbed against Qinghe's chin, making her feel itchy.

Just then, Qinghe was about to ask Chu Jingxian what he was going to do, but Chu Jingxian's gaze seemed not to meet Qinghe's eyes. Although he was looking at Qinghe, his gaze was looking elsewhere.

At this moment, Chu Jingxian's other hand also reached out towards Qinghe, his fingertips touching Qinghe's cheek little by little.

Qinghe was forced to look up at the person in front of her with her chin raised. This upward angle was actually not comfortable, but fortunately, Qinghe had gotten used to it over the past ten years or so. Although she didn't like it, she didn't feel anything about it.

Just then, a slightly cool touch appeared on Qinghe's face, and Chu Jingxian's handsome face appeared before her eyes, magnified many times larger than before. At such close proximity, Qinghe felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

At such close range, the two could feel each other's heartbeats, breaths, and presence. This distance was too close and too dangerous; it would have been easy for Qinghe to blush. However, Chu Jingxian in front of her seemed not to notice at all, and continued to stare at Qinghe with a serious expression.

Chu Jingxian gently pinched something on Qinghe's face with his fingertips and placed it in front of Qinghe's eyes.

Chu Jingxian's voice rang out from the side: "I noticed it earlier. It must have been the cotton fluff from the hat that fell on my face, but my eyes haven't fully adjusted yet, so it took me a while to find it."

Qinghe looked closely and indeed saw that small clump of pure white cotton.

It turns out it was just to remove the cotton wool from her face!

Qinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as she did, she felt a strange sense of loss.

She seemed somewhat disappointed and dejected, as if she were still looking forward to the third young master in front of her...

Qinghe was suddenly jolted awake by her own thought. When she turned around, she found that Chu Jingxian was still staring at her. Qinghe panicked instantly, afraid that the person in front of her had seen through her thoughts.

Looking at Chu Jingxian in front of her, who seemed to be afraid of not having a tomorrow, she spoke even more bluntly: "Ahe, it seems your mind has wandered off somewhere else..."

Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, but the next second Chu Jingxian changed his tune: "Or rather, you're thinking the same thing as me."

Qinghe immediately tensed up.

Yes…

Is that what she meant?

Chu Jingxian spoke again, his peach-blossom eyes as deep and determined as if he were staring at prey that was sure to be his: "Ahe, do you know that if it weren't for the bronze mirror you gave me this time, I would probably have died in the Devil City long ago and wouldn't be alive now."

The situation was urgent at that time. The villains stabbed Qinghe in the chest with daggers. Surrounded by dozens of people, Chu Jingxian had no way to avoid it and could only watch helplessly as the dagger stabbed towards his chest. Even Chu Jingxian thought he was going to die there. He did not regret it, but he still felt a little regretful.

He regretted not being able to see the little girl one last time before he died.

But the hard touch and immense force that came from his chest the next moment made Chu Jingxian suddenly respond and react instantly.

The dagger did indeed pierce the heart perfectly, right in front of Chu Jingxian. Chu Jingxian had forgotten that a little girl's things should naturally be placed in her heart.

As he spoke, Chu Jingxian took out the cracked bronze mirror from his sleeve.

"If it weren't for this bronze mirror blocking a knife for me, I wouldn't have the chance to see you now."

As Chu Jingxian spoke, his heart was filled with emotion. He had never imagined that a bronze mirror, which he had never expected, could save his life in such a critical moment: "Now I can say that I owe you a life, Ahe."

Chu Jingxian spoke with a smile, and Qinghe also saw clearly the crack in the bronze mirror in front of her. Just by looking at it, she knew that the force with which the villain stabbed him was definitely not small. That knife really hit the Third Young Master's chest. Even if he could survive by chance, he would definitely be left with a lifelong disability.

Qinghe dared not think about it. She felt no pity for the bronze mirror: "Why do you say that, young master? You have helped me so much in the past and saved my life so many times. Although I gave you this mirror, if you did not carry it with you, the bronze mirror would not have been able to save you. So it was your own choice that saved you."

Only after Qinghe finished speaking did she realize that the bronze mirror had been carefully kept by the Third Young Master close to his heart.

Qinghe felt a tremor in her heart, filled with indescribable feelings. The bronze mirror she gave her, although she made it herself, had no redeeming qualities other than that. In fact, compared to those bought from outside, it could only be described as crudely crafted.

Even so, the Third Young Master carefully kept some of these rough little trinkets close to his body, even placing them close to his heart.

Qinghe's fingers were a little numb.

Chu Jingxian seemed oblivious to Qinghe's thoughts and was about to continue speaking when his fingertips touched the crack in the bronze mirror. With a little force, one side of the mirror shattered.

Then something fell out and hit Chu Jingxian's leg. Even Chu Jingxian was stunned for a moment after seeing what was on his leg.

The reason was that Chu Jingxian had something on his leg that was made of gold. But the most valuable thing was not that it was made of gold, but that it was engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns and a huge character for "free".

A get-out-of-jail-free card.

It was the get-out-of-jail-free card that Qinghe gambled with her own life, and it is also the only and most steadfast foundation this young girl currently holds.

Seeing that Chu Jingxian remained silent, Qinghe became somewhat nervous, unsure of what the Third Young Master was thinking. She opened her mouth to explain, "I was a bit slow back then and didn't quite understand what danger you meant, Young Master. But since I owe you so much, I naturally wanted to do everything I could to repay you. I didn't know if the company could use it, but I thought that as long as I had a chance to use it with my salary, I wouldn't regret it. However, I also felt that you might not accept it easily, so I hid it in this bronze mirror. I thought that even if you were wronged or framed, as long as it was there, it would protect your life."

Seeing Qinghe earnestly explaining herself to him, Chu Jingxian's heart surged with emotion, his mind filled with thoughts he himself couldn't quite comprehend.

The little girl's bright red lips opened and closed, and everything she said was about him.

Does this young girl even know that she gave him this get-out-of-jail-free card? What will she do then?

Did this young girl think clearly about the consequences and the dangers she might encounter?

What if this girl thought all of this through before deciding to give him the gold medal?

Chu Jingxian had done this kind of thing before, and he had seen others do it before. It was a simple matter to talk about, just a few words.

But in reality, it's incredibly difficult, and many people would never even dare to dream of it in their entire lives.

But this young girl in front of me has a hard life on her own. It wasn't easy for her to leave the Marquis's mansion. And she's willing to give herself to him so wholeheartedly just because of his so-called kindness in the past.

Chu Jingxian didn't know whether to call the girl silly or to say that she was...deeply affectionate.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved, and it would be a complete lie to say I wasn't emotional.

Even among his many subordinates, aside from those who suffered heavy losses, there were very few who would so readily entrust themselves to him wholeheartedly and risk their lives for him.

The little girl in front of me had such a slender body; her delicate nose turned red from the cold wind. She was wearing so many thick cotton-padded coats to keep warm, but she didn't look bulky at all, which showed how thin she was.

Such a person, with such a small body, actually possesses such great courage and determination.

If I was attracted by the girl's appearance and demeanor just now...

Now, Chu Jingxian was moved by her unwavering courage and determination.

Qinghe tried to explain, but she didn't know if the person in front of her believed her. She really couldn't think of any other way to explain. Who knew that the person in front of her would get closer and closer, and the Third Young Master in front of her would get closer and closer.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his breath grew hotter and hotter.

Qinghe seemed mesmerized, staring blankly as the person in front of her approached. She was actually... somewhat captivated by the person's scent and warmth.

I need to use what little rationality I have left to control my impulse to get closer to him.

In the dead of night, amidst the darkness and the flickering firelight, a brief moment of warmth emanated from the lonely man and woman, their feelings for each other stirred.

It seems like a perfect time to do bad things.

The two grew closer and closer, their breaths mingled, and even their eyes seemed to be glued together.

It wasn't until their noses touched that Qinghe realized with a start that she so desperately craved the touch of the person in front of her.

Chu Jingxian had already been captivated by the delicate fragrance emanating from the young girl in front of him.

Just then, footsteps sounded behind them, followed by a man's loud, carefree voice:

"My lord, I've found firewood, and I've also found a way out!!"