Na Yancheng was too seriously injured that day, and he had been in bed for these days, and it was not until yesterday that he began to walk a few steps with the help of his subordinates.

Who knew that he had been depressed for too long, and although he was struggling to walk, he blindly wanted to walk for a while, and he didn't take a few more steps, but he was involved in the wound, and he could only be detained back on the couch.

Banxia diagnosed his pulse, but from the pulse, he recovered very well, as for getting out of bed and walking, he still needs to do what he can, and he can't be in a hurry.

Feng Jiwen saw that she didn't inspect the injuries on Na Yancheng's body, and compared with the usual tomboy who was full of the way of a doctor, it seemed that there was a little more taboo between men and women, and her eyes couldn't help flashing.

In the past few months, He Lin has been inseparable with Banxia, and I don't know if the two of them have opened up a little.

Feng Jiwen subconsciously turned her head and glanced at He Lin, who was sitting in the outer hall eating tea.

He ate this tea so distractedly, and it wasn't until Zhang Jia Jiling walked in with the maid that he hurriedly got up.

Zhang Jia Jiling gave him a slight salute and called: "And the second master." ”

He Lin waved her hand a little embarrassedly to signal her not to be polite, but she couldn't say anything in her mouth, and her face turned a little red.

Banxia came out of the inner room and happened to see this scene.

When Zhang Jia Jiling passed by her, she also greeted politely: "Banxia girl." ”

Banxia nodded at her, but her eyes were glued to He Lin's flushed face.

……

As the night deepened, most of the lights in the glazed pavilion went out.

In the bedroom, in the bed tent that was put down, Feng Jiwen was lying in the crook of He Shen's arm, sighing.

"If it is said that Dr. Luo really has no intention of treating his grandfather, but he came all the way to the capital and lived here, without mentioning anything else, he felt that it didn't make sense. ”

At the luncheon today, they mentioned this matter to Luo He, but Luo He only said that "the rules cannot be broken".

This is still under the premise that they invited an old acquaintance of Ah Gui, a doctor of Luoshen, to come to accompany him.

But no matter how they asked for it and how they offered conditions, Luohe refused to buy it.

"Everyone can see that something is different, and naturally it will not be without reason. He Shen gently stroked her green silk and said softly, "Let's wait and see, don't worry." ”

Luohe was obviously not there to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but he had something very important to do—otherwise, he would never have made this trip himself.

Therefore, it is not known whether they are the ones who should be anxious.

"What does that master think he thinks?" Feng Jiwen, who was originally lying flat in the crook of his arm, suddenly turned on her side and asked him.

Feeling her breathing close at hand, He Shen smiled and hugged her tightly, making the two of them closer, and said with a smile: "I don't think this Luo Shen doctor is like a calm temperament, although I guess he can't understand it for the time being, but he must not be able to hide it for too long." ”

Feng Jiwen nodded.

For now, we can only wait and see.

"By the way, what does Mr. Qian mean over there?" she asked about Qian Yingming and Xiao Xing.

On that day, Qin Yan went to ask Xiao Xing, and Xiao Xing only said, 'Everything is up to the wife'.

But according to Qin Yan, she just vaguely raised the matter, although Xiao Xing was stunned for a long time, but that shyness could not escape the eyes of Qin Yan, a person who came over, she was sure that although Xiao Xing felt that something happened suddenly, it was not unintentional to Qian Yingming.

Otherwise, with her temperament, it would be difficult for her to agree so easily, even if she did not express her disgust.

It's just that she is so natural that she is embarrassed to face this feeling, and she can't let go of her face and write joy on her face.

That's why there is that sentence, but it's up to Feng Jiwen to call the shots.

But Qian Yingming's side has not been able to say anything accurately.

He has deep concerns about the future, and he is still at a very dazed stage, and he has not given a definite response to Heshen's hints.

"The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, everything has a process, we are only responsible for picking out the meaning, and the rest is not good to mix too much. As he spoke, he wrapped his palms around her waist and buried his chin in the soft hair around her ears.

Feng Jiwen only felt that her ears were tickled by his breathing, and she was about to avoid it when she shrunk her neck, but she was hugged tighter by him, knowing that she was afraid of itching, and deliberately took off her chin and rubbed her neck, which was so itchy that she couldn't help laughing, and pushed his face with her hand.

In the dark, a handsome face was deformed by Feng Jiwen's push and rubbing, and the smile in the eyes of the adult overflowed.

While the two were laughing, Feng Jiwen suddenly felt a little darker, and when she reached out to touch it, she realized that the quilt was pulled over her head by him, covering both of them in warm darkness.

She subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered, "Master, let's go tomorrow......"

Cool lips blocked her next words.

"I've been talking about other people's things all night. He raised his head slightly and said with dissatisfaction.

Seeing his childish tone as rarely, Feng Jiwen had no choice but to obediently shut up and quietly curl the corners of her lips.

The quilt was covered with airtightness, and both of them were breathing at this time.

Feng Jiwen quietly lifted a corner and stretched out her arm to explore the cold, but suddenly felt a light waist and her close-fitting clothes were stripped off.

The soft, white midcoat was removed from the shoulders.

The man's underwear and the woman's belly pocket embroidered with white plum in lake blue slid silently to the bed one by one.

The soothing incense entered the tent, and the refreshing aroma was also disturbed by this strong affection and honey, and it was turned upside down in a trance, completely losing the calming effect.

The night was silent and slow.

……

Next.

Feng Jiwen went to Yinglian Mansion early in the morning.

He Shen was busy with official business, and she really couldn't get out, she came alone today, but it was rare to hear Feng Shuzhi's greeting: "Why didn't my brother-in-law come?"

"Recently, I have been very busy at the military aircraft department, and it has become the norm to go out early and return late. Feng Jiwen took the tea from the maid and asked Feng Shuzhi: "I heard that Xiao Yezi was picked up by the Wang family yesterday?"

Feng Shuzhi nodded, Xu had figured it out, but he didn't see a look of loss, but when he said this, he talked more: "Lord Wang Jie and Mrs. Wang Jie are here in person, I can see that they really want Xiao Yezi to go back, although Xiao Yezi is a little recognized, but according to his temperament, it must not take a few days to get acquainted with the Wang family - I told him that I want him to learn to read and read, and in a few years, we will go to Xian'an Palace to study together." ”

Feng Jiwen said "um", and said: "When he first returned to the Wang family, it was inevitable that he would feel restrained, so you can often visit him and talk to him more when you have time." ”

"I sure will. Feng Shuzhi agreed, looked at her and asked, "Before leaving yesterday, he asked me to find an opportunity to ask Mr. Qian when he would go back—eldest sister, will Mr. Qian also go back to the Wang family?"