I don't want this golden finger

Chapter 21

When He Jian looked lightly at the portrait that Yu Xun completed after scrapping nine pieces of paper for a long time, and asked that sentence, Yu Xun was angry at the time.

He thought, what look does Brother He look in?Is it because the lantern is too dark so you can't see it?How could you think it was him!

Yu Xuan muffled, lowered his head, and snorted, "No!"

He Jianqing couldn't guess this anymore, and he didn't dare to guess randomly, wondering if it was Yu restarting?Well, kind of like that.

Fortunately, Yu Xuan gave him the answer immediately: "Yes, it's the one who arrested me!"

He Jian stared lightly, and then looked carefully at the person on the drawing paper.

Leaving aside Yu Xuan's painting skills, the person in the painting is clearly an ugly looking man, judging from his age, he seems to be in his [-]s or [-]s, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and thick lips, he looks like a villain.

He Jianqing instantly understood what Yu Xuan meant. The person who took Yu Xuan away from him was ten years ago. What an ordeal, a man whose limbs are shackled, who nearly dies in battle!

He Jian's hand holding the drawing paper lightly tightened, his brows were stern, his heart was icy cold, and what pierced through his gaze was a cold murderous intent, if the painting could take shape, he would immediately cut this person into pieces, and he couldn't understand the hatred in his heart !

After Yu Xuan finished speaking, he didn't hear He Jian's soft voice for a long time, looked up and was stunned for a while.

He Jianqing like that, he had never seen before, exuding the aura of not getting close to strangers all over his body, his fingers were hard, his body was stiff, and there was a murderous look in his eyes that made his heart chill.

As if there were enemies all around, He Jianqing was on the battlefield at the moment, with swords, lights and swords, like a demon, wanting to cut his opponents under his hands.

Yu Xuan felt a slight pain in his chest, and finally understood what He Jianqing looked like after he disappeared that day.

He looked at He Jianqing quietly, didn't speak, waited until He Jianqing calmed down, then he smiled and said embarrassedly:

"My drawing is so bad, if my husband knows, you have to blame me."

He Jian lowered his eyelids lightly, coughed twice, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, as long as it works."

As soon as Yu Xuan heard what he meant, she understood, and asked, "You want to find him?"

He Jianqing spread the paper aside to dry, said "um", then went to pick up the lantern, took the pen, and wrote a few strokes on it.

But how could he calm down at this moment, the hand was too hard, the pen penetrated the paper, and the lantern immediately broke a hole.

Yu Yu hurriedly took the pen from his hand, put the lamp aside, stretched out her finger and lightly touched the back of He Jianqing's hand, and asked, "I'm fine, don't be angry."

He Jian breathed lightly, held Yu Xuan's finger that was about to be withdrawn, pulled out a smile, and said, "Don't be angry..." He lowered his eyes and stared at Yu Xuan's hand.

At this moment, he felt that he had overestimated himself.

Ten years ago, he left Yu Xuan on the street. He regretted and blamed himself. He had nowhere to vent his resentment and anger. Day and night he wondered where Yu Xuan was and who caught him?

If one day he catches that person, he will use all means he knows and doesn't know to make him pay the price!

Later, as he grew up, this thought faded away. Even if he found Yu Xuan, even if Yu Xuan remembered the past, he thought it was just hating that person that caused Yu Xuan to disappear for ten years.

Looking at it now, he realized that the hatred that day, not only did not dissipate, but accumulated over the years, it was so heavy that he almost couldn't control it.

If it wasn't for Yu Xuan's failure to draw clearly, if it wasn't for Yu Xuan's worried look, he would have arrested this person even if he wanted to turn everything upside down in the capital.

He didn't expect this killing intent, so it rushed over unexpectedly and overwhelmed him.

He didn't go crazy ten years ago, he almost fell into a demon when Yu Xuan came back.

"I'm fine..." He Jian calmed down for a while, feeling calm, then pinched Yu Xuan's fingertips reassuringly, and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

Yu Xuan's worried eyes did not fade away, a sour taste appeared in his heart, he nodded and said: "Well, that's good, I only remember those, and after so many years, I probably can't find anyone."

He Jian raised his hand lightly, and said to him: "It's okay, there's no rush..."

He Cheng came in after a while, and He Jianqing handed him the paper.

When Yu Xuan saw it, she hurriedly got up and stopped between the two of them: "Here, what are you going to do with this?"

He Jianqing said as a matter of course: "Look for someone."

Yu Xuan frowned, and said nervously, "Then, let me draw another picture."

He Jianqing motioned He Cheng to come over with his eyes, and stuffed the paper to him. Yu Xuan was about to stop him, He Jian lightly held his waist and turned around, and when Yu Xuan turned around again, He Cheng was gone.

Yu Xuan pushed He Jian lightly, and took two steps back: "Oh, I should be the one to do the painting, and you should do the painting."

"It's all the same," He Jianqing pulled him back to his seat and sat down, "Besides, you just said that you may not be able to find someone after a long time. We have the right to try it. If this is the case, whether the painting is good or not , what's the difference?"

After hearing this, Yu Xuan felt that what he said seemed reasonable, but also seemed unreasonable. He didn't think about it for a while, so he could only accept the result.

"Okay, come and sit, I'll draw a lamp for you—ah, why is it broken?"

Yu Xuan glared at him: "You broke it!"

He Jianqing asked blankly, "Did I break it?"

Yu Xuan saw that he didn't know whether he was pretending or really forgot, so he took the lamp again helplessly, put it aside, and started to draw again sullenly.

This time He Jianqing asked when he started the first stroke: "Is it time to draw me this time?"

Yu Xuan rested his chin in one hand, and drew a line slowly on the paper with the other hand: "I can't draw." He still remembered the situation just now in his heart. He Jianqing's appearance made him feel miserable, so he was not very energetic. .

Seeing his lost appearance, He Jian suggested: "In this case, why not ask Mr. to put aside his homework and practice his painting skills first?"

This is finally saying that he draws ugly!

Although Yu Xuan knew it in his heart, he was also very unhappy.

He bit his lip, put down the pen, and said in distress: "I have to learn this and that, I, I want to play truant!"

"...truancy?" He Jianqing didn't know where he came up with this idea.

"Well, play truant from school." Yu Xuan buried her head in her arms and said sullenly, "I haven't played before."

This time He Jianqing was hit at a weak point, and said briskly: "Okay, let's go."

Yu Xuan raised his head suddenly: "Really?" His eyes were shining brightly, and there was joy in his eyes, but he didn't look a little depressed.

An unspeakable thought flashed through He Jianqing's mind, he sighed, patted his cheek lightly, and said, "Well, go." He also learned to play tricks.

Yu Xuan laughed, happily picked up the pen again, and began to draw something on the paper.

"Are you so happy?" He Jian Qingxin's head was picked up by something, and he jumped up lightly, as if floating in mid-air, he still recollected this fresh feeling, always seemed to catch something, and was in a trance not at all.

Yu Xuan shook her head: "No, Yu Nian said playing truant is fun, but it hurts to be caught and beaten by the husband."

"No one dares to hit you."

"you promise?"

"I promise!"

Yu Xuan became happy again, shaking his head and continuing to draw slowly here and there on the paper.

He Jianqing thought it was a whim and observed for a few days.

Every morning, Yu Xuan still came happily and went back slowly. Sometimes when he wanted to come to him at night, he easily crossed the courtyard wall and appeared in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion.

So he thought he was just talking.

But suddenly one day, Yu Xuan came to the door in person, took nothing, told Gu Wenyi for leave, came to the study to find him, and said that he wanted to play truant.

He Jianqing was stunned for a moment.

First, I asked my husband for leave, and then ran to him in a bright light and said that I would play truant. What kind of escapism is this?

At this time, He Jianqing was going to the vast sea of ​​people based on the portrait of Yu Xuan, and he was looking for such a person ten years later. There was no clue at all. It might be much easier to find a needle in a haystack. He was thinking about this matter for several days. Depressed.

He knew the difficulty of this matter, and he was prepared to have no news for a year and a half, but he really had no idea at the moment, and his mood would not be much better.

The initial clues were to start from the door of the mansion and search all the way to the past, including the fortune teller and the nearby juggling team, who were the first step to find.

But even after spending so many days finding information about these few people, He Jianqing felt a bit slow.

Just as he was about to ask his subordinates to question him, Yu Xuan briskly rushed in with a smile on his face.

He Jianqing suddenly grasped the clue that stirred up his heart that night.

He met Yu Xuan's completely joyful eyes, and a beginning vaguely appeared. He Jian thought about it for a moment, and then immediately relaxed, knowing that as long as he followed this lead and continued to search, what was waiting ahead might satisfy him. a result.

Or, in the end, it came to nothing.

But who knows?

If you don't take a step forward, how can you get results.

He got up and went to meet her.

"what happened?"

Yu Xuan raised the purse in Yang's hand, and said, "I played truant, I brought my money and went out to play."

He Jianqing deserved to be refreshed, and beyond Yu Xuan's expectations, he put down the business in hand, and just dragged him out of the house.

When the two of them went out, He Jianqing was naturally prepared. This time, four guards followed behind him, and when he was about to leave, he also wore a red rope on his and Yu Xuan's hands.

"What is this for?" Yu Xuan asked in surprise, picking up a section of the rope.

He Jian lightly tied the rope around Yu Xuan's wrist: "Prevent me from losing you again, if I do it again, my life will be gone."

Yu Xuan nodded: "Well, this method is good."

The rope was specially made, not made of ordinary cotton thread or straw rope. Yu Xuan couldn't see anything, but it didn't affect their actions at all.

At the same time, what Yu Xuan didn't know was that on the way the two of them were going, someone had already hidden everywhere, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

After all, as He Jianqing said, if he really did it again, then he wouldn't have to live.

He Jianqing helped Yu Xuan into the carriage and set off for the destination of this trip, Yunshao Mountain on the outskirts of the capital.There is the scene that Yu Xuan has been looking forward to for ten years.

"What are you doing with these?" He Jian asked lightly, pointing to the Four Treasures of the Study prepared in the carriage.

Yu Xuan replied with great interest: "Sir, I left homework and I'm going to draw some pictures."

He Jian nodded lightly and smiled, crossing Gu Wenyi in his heart.