High-class Spring Joy

"Young master, has something happened? Why are you so flustered? Has something unexpected happened again?"

Qinghe quickly patted the back of the Third Young Master in front of her to comfort the man in her arms. Although Qinghe did not understand what had made the Third Young Master like this, nor did she understand why the Third Young Master suddenly disregarded etiquette and the difference between men and women and hugged her all at once.

But Qinghe always felt that the Third Young Master had his own reasons for doing such a thing. After all, in Qinghe's heart, the Third Young Master was always right. Even if he was wrong, he must have had some reason for it. Based on Qinghe's understanding of the Third Young Master, he would never do something without any basis.

Since the usually calm and indifferent Third Young Master was so flustered, it must be something very important to him. Although Qinghe didn't think she could help the Third Young Master or change anything with her own strength, she still felt bad seeing him trembling and so frightened.

Qinghe didn't know why, but she always felt that the Third Young Master was different from other men, so perhaps she was more soft-hearted towards him when she felt sorry for him. Even before, when Qinghe was with Chu Jingyu, she didn't have this unwavering trust in him.

If Qinghe remembered that she was probably just a frequent playmate to Chu Jingyu, or a maid who wasn't afraid of being beaten, then she could see her own stubborn yet determined side.

But this resolute demeanor didn't evoke any pity or heartache in Chu Jingyu. Instead, it made Qinghe's bottom line clear to him, and he understood that Qinghe would never betray him. Therefore, later on, Chu Jingyu absolutely refused to believe that Qinghe could actually leave the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion, escape her position as a maid, or leave his side. Chu Jingyu didn't believe that Qinghe would dare to leave the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion, dare to leave his side, or dare to refuse to be his maid.

After all, for Chu Jingyu, she remembered that from childhood to adulthood, Qinghe had always wanted to marry her. She was capable of doing anything except marry her. Such a stubborn and persistent person could not possibly not want to marry her in Chu Jingyu's heart. After all, this matter had probably become an obsession in Qinghe's heart.

What Chu Jingyu didn't know was that Qinghe was actually a very daring girl. The reason why Qinghe didn't leave when she suffered so much hurt, misunderstanding, and targeting was because her status didn't allow her to leave, and she didn't have the ability to leave. But once she had the ability and the opportunity, Qinghe would always be the first one to leave.

As for Qinghe, she was indeed devoted to Chu Jingyu at the beginning, but that was one-sided. However, that did not mean that Qinghe trusted Chu Jingyu or understood him well.

At least when Qinghe saw the portrait of someone else, she felt that she had never understood the person she had served for so many years. But then she thought about it and it seemed to make sense. After all, to Chu Jingyu, Qinghe was just one of many maids, one of the more resilient and more likely to get beaten up.

Qinghe realized that she was definitely not special to Chu Jingyu, and unlikely to be important at all. This saddened her greatly, but she gradually accepted it. When faced with such a huge shock, no matter how much pain she felt, no matter how much she thought she liked Chu Jingyu, she would never allow herself to wallow in those feelings. Before, Qinghe could deceive herself with words like "maybe there's a chance," "perhaps," or "what if," using them to comfort herself when she didn't know what to do.

But the portrait Qinghe saw, and the sight of Chu Jingyu interacting with others, every word he uttered, and every action he took, left Qinghe with nowhere to retreat. It made Qinghe no longer able to deceive herself, no longer able to blindly comfort herself.

All the maybes, possibilities, and uncertainties have become impossible.

It was only then that Qinghe realized that having a good feeling or dependence on someone is completely different from trusting that person.

Trust is a very precious thing. Some people, even after getting to know each other for ten or eight years, still dare not trust each other. Others, on the other hand, may feel that the other person is someone they can trust from the very first meeting, and thus trust finds its outlet.

Unfortunately, Qinghe and Chu Jingyu are in the former situation, while Qinghe seems to be in the latter situation with Chu Jingxian, which is something Qinghe just realized.

Chu Jingxian remained silent, seemingly lost in his own thoughts, or perhaps overwhelmed by the shock of something Qinghe was unaware of. He held Qinghe tightly in his arms, and even with Sai Huatuo and others standing nearby, he did not loosen his grip. Instead, he held her tighter and tighter, yet without using his full strength.

Qinghe didn't know what to say or do. She didn't even know what had happened to make the Third Young Master like this.

Qinghe rested her chin on the Third Young Master's shoulder, her head tilting slightly and leaning weakly against his. Although Qinghe was trying to muster her strength to check on the Third Young Master and comfort him, she had to admit that her head really hurt and she felt dizzy.

Qinghe wasn't good at comforting people. Most of the sweet words she used to cheer others up, the words she used to serve her master, were actually insincere. Qinghe could actually say them now, although she had a headache and felt dizzy, but not to the point where she couldn't say those flattering words.

But facing the man in front of her, facing the Third Young Master, Qinghe didn't know why, but she just didn't want to lie to him, didn't want to say a single word against her conscience.

Perhaps it was because the Third Young Master had never lied to her? Qinghe thought to herself.

But the man was still trembling, as if he had lost something, something extremely important that was unique in his life, as if he had lost something he could never lose. This Third Young Master was too abnormal, making Qinghe feel unfamiliar and confused, not knowing what to do.

Having no other choice, Qinghe raised her hand and gently patted the man's back: "It's alright, it's alright... If there's anything you need, Third Young Master, you can tell me."