Chapter 389 How to Storm and Rain**

To the right of the main hall is a secondary room, separated by a hollow carved ebony partition with ornamental vessels such as bottles of beads and plates of white agate. In the middle of an arched moon door, hung with a soft curtain of moon white sprinkled flowers.

Wenli personally opened the soft curtain, and Du Wenhao bowed in, only to feel the strange fragrance and comfortable all over.

At a glance, I saw that this boudoir was full of all kinds of flowers and plants, some of which had spread to the roof, bearing some small fruits like coral beans that could not be named, hanging there really cutely.

There is a stepping bed in the middle, and the bed is hung with a green double-embroidered yarn tent. A man was faintly visible under the pink futon in the tent, his hair scattered on the pink square pillow.

Wen Li moved a round stool and asked Du Wenhao to sit down on the edge of the bed. At this time, a little maid hurriedly came in from outside, and Fuli said: "Master, the old lady asks you to hurry up, saying that there is something urgent." ”

Wen Li frowned and said, "Didn't you see me here to accompany the general to diagnose the young lady?" ”

The maid cowered and said, "But the old lady is very anxious, and said to let the master go quickly." ”

Before he could talk about the arts and sciences, Du Wenhao smiled and said, "It's okay, you can go and get busy." ”

Wen Li bowed down and said: "Then ......, the general will ask him to diagnose the little girl, and he will come when he goes to his humble position." "Leave the house.

This is the young lady's boudoir, and after the personal guard Xu Wenqiang probed at the door and found nothing unusual, he withdrew from the house to guard. Only Du Wenhao and the little maid were left in the house.

The little maid stood beside the bed and said in a low voice, "Miss, Mr. Du is here." ”

There was a soft hum inside, and in a moment, a snow-white Hao arm poked out from under the gauze tent.

The arm is as smooth as fat, slender and ten-fingered, round and jade, as if transparent, this pair of soft and beautiful to the extreme, plucking Du Wenhao's heartstrings, and there are ripples.

Du Wenhao hurriedly shook his head gently, wanting to shake away this confusing heartbeat.

He raised his hand and landed his three fingers lightly on Miss's snow-white wrist. Under this touch, I felt that the finger was slippery and crispy, and my heart was even more swaying, and I subconsciously retracted my hand.

This is a feeling that Du Wenhao has never felt, even if he is as beautiful as the queen, he has never let him put his fingers on the heartstrings.

The little maid next to her seemed to see what Du Wenhao was thinking, and chuckled, Du Wenhao was peeked into his heart, his cheeks were a little hot, he coughed lightly, calmed down, and put his finger on the young lady's fragrant jade wrist again.

After concentrating on it, I found that the three veins of Miss Inch Guan Ruler have roots, neither floating nor sinking, neither fast nor slow, neither big nor small, calm and gentle, one breath and five solstice, and there is no sign of disease. I was slightly stunned, thought about it, and asked, "Where does the girl feel uncomfortable?" ”

I heard the young lady's faint words from the gauze tent: "My heart is stuffy......"

As soon as he heard this voice, Du Wenhao's own heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer,—— this voice was simply too beautiful, clearing his throat and squeezing, just like a breeze vibrating Xiao, like a delicate warbler. Hearing these words, Du Wenhao felt that the bones in his whole body were scattered, his throat was dry, and he couldn't help but swallow saliva.

His cowardice made the little maid giggle.

Du Wenhao secretly scolded himself for being unproductive, just listening to a voice is so virtuous, if he sees a real person, then he must not have a nosebleed? It's really unproductive.

Du Wenhao pursed his lips, and then asked, "In addition to the stuffiness of the heart, what else is uncomfortable?" ”

"I have a stomachache, I don't have a good appetite, and I don't have a taste for anything I eat......"

Du Wenhao didn't listen to what she said at all, only listened to the heavenly voice, and he was surprised to find that his heartbeat followed the girl's melodious words, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if he was admiring her voice.

He felt his throat dry and his eyes were on fire, and he endured it for a while, but he couldn't help it, and he swallowed his saliva very loudly.

The maid giggled and whispered, "Sir, will the maid go and pour you a cup of tea to moisten your throat?" Hee-hee"

Du Wenhao was embarrassed, and said: "There is a labor girl......

The maid pursed her lips and glanced at him with a smile, went out of the room, opened the door and went out, and closed the door with her hand.

Only Du Wenhao and the eldest lady of the Wen family on the bed were left in the room. Du Wenhao hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Miss, please allow Miss to see ...... next."

"Well, there's Mr. Law."

Du Wenhao stretched out his hand to open the veil tent, but he found that the outstretched hand was trembling slightly, and then he realized that his heart was excited because he was about to see the face of this Wen girl, which caused the arm to tremble without a breath.

Du Wenhao gritted his teeth and stabilized his arm, and finally grabbed the gauze tent, but when he opened it, he still trembled.

As the gauze tent slowly lifted up, he saw the pink silk quilt undulating and bulging, and then he saw the half of the crisp chest of the jade carved snowdrift exposed by the silk quilt, the beautiful bones flying obliquely on both sides, the pointed chin, the red cherry blossoms a little, the shell teeth were slightly visible, the nose was tall and beautiful, the peach cheeks were pink and tender, and the white was red, as if it was about to leach out of the water.

Seeing this, Du Wenhao found that his heartbeat seemed to have frozen, and further up, he saw a pair of bright eyes bent under Dai's eyebrows, the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eyes, which looked misty like morning mist, the corners of the eyes were slightly upturned, it was so charming, and the crystal clear eyes had a kind of bone-eroding magic.

- Is there such a beautiful woman in the world?

Du Wenhao was stunned, thinking to himself, even if all the movie actresses he has seen combined, they are not as beautiful as one of her fingers! Even a fairy woman like the queen was overshadowed in front of her.

Especially those eyes, they can no longer be called eyes, but two bays of secluded pools, hidden in the deepest part of the deep mountains, quiet and mysterious, Du Wenhao looked at those eyes, feeling that he was a little bit melted by the depths, and he didn't know where he was.

"Sir! Mr! Miss Wen's tactful voice finally summoned Du Wenhao's soul back, Du Wenhao found that his eyes were astringent, and after a little aftertaste, he found that from the beginning to the present, his round eyes have not blinked, no wonder he feels so jerky!

Although he looked at the girl so stupidly, it was too unsightly, Du Wenhao wanted to hang his head, but his neck didn't seem to belong to him anymore, and he kept it stiff, even if he wasn't stiff, he was reluctant to look down at her, his eyes that were already jerky still didn't blink, and he almost didn't drip down, and asked stupidly: "What's uncomfortable about the girl?" ”

Miss Wen's eyes flowed, like a lark flying, and she said in a voice that was like a heavenly sound: "The pain in the lower abdomen is in the lower abdomen dantian." ”

"Well, I'll see."

According to the diagnosis belongs to one of the four diagnoses of traditional Chinese medicine, the lower abdomen is painful, which must be determined according to the diagnosis of the pain of the site, which is normal for doctors, but Du Wenhao is talking at the moment, but he suffers from gains and losses, for fear that the other party will not agree.

Miss Wen snorted, which immediately made Du Wenhao smile, thinking that he could see her ** waist, his ears were buzzing, and there was a heat surging in his nose.

Did you have a nosebleed? Don't be so unproductive!

He hurriedly stretched out his hand and wiped it on the tip of his nose, but he didn't see any blood, and he was a little relieved, and then he heard Miss Wen laugh lightly, the laughter seemed to be disgusted and happy, and there was a little coquettishness, which made Du Wenhao so happy that he couldn't help but want to dance, and the blood in his whole body was surging.

He smiled, realizing that his laughter was so silly and cowardly, he wiped his hand on his leg, he didn't know why he did it, it was just an unconscious action, was it just to wipe his hands clean, so as not to blaspheme the girl? He knew no, that wasn't the whole point of the action, so what was the rest of the thought? Is it a preparation?

- What are you going to do?

He was agitated by his subconscious, he felt a lot of sweat in his palms, sticky, he wanted to wipe his hands, and finally restrained this somewhat childish thought.

He grabbed the corner of the quilt, this is a silk quilt, I don't know what kind of fabric it is, it is very comfortable to hold in his hand, and it is somewhat similar to the feeling of just cutting the pulse and touching the skin of Miss Wen's wrist.

Du Wenhao tried to keep himself calm, and reached out to press on her abdomen. But nothing unusual was found. He whispered, "Girl, let me see your tongue." ”

"Hmm......" Miss Wen's cherry lips opened lightly, and she spit out a lotus tongue.

At this moment, it has been changed, the darkness has completely darkened, the lantern in the room is on the table, the light is relatively dim, Du Wenhao can't see clearly, so he leaned up to take a closer look.

Such a wild thought rushed into his mind like a poisonous snake, making him almost crazy, he wanted to get up, but in a panic, his feet slipped, but he pounced on Miss Wen's body. He even suspected that it was intentional on his own. Because he subconsciously wants it to be so.

Stormy rain, wild nights, red spots.

Du Wenhao finally collapsed on Miss Wen's body, panting heavily.

Faintly, he heard Miss Wen's sobbing, and his heart tightened violently. Reason is back in his mind,—— maybe he will come back soon, and the little maid who served the tea. If you find yourself like this, then ......

He didn't dare to think about it, let alone blame himself, so he got up and began to put on his robe in a hurry, listening to the movement outside.

However, except for the faint sound of beating in the distance, there was no other sound, as if there were just the two of them in this Wen Mansion, the little maid said that she was going to serve tea, but she never came back, or maybe she came back, and when she heard that she was doing something inside, she shy herself and hid out. What about the liberal arts? Did he come back too?

Du Wenhao's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and he sorted out his robe, and his heart was a little settled. But the robe is easy to tidy up, and the shame in my heart can't be sorted out anyway.

On the bed, Miss Wen's crying voice was very soft, if there was nothing, but in Du Wenhao's ears, it was no less than thunder and lightning.

He sat down on the bedside stool in a daze, and saw Miss Wen lying in on her side, her fragrant shoulders kept shaking with crying, and her skin was white and flawless, which made Du Wenhao's heart flutter again.

He was busy gathering his mind, and Ai Ai didn't know how to speak, and after thinking for a while, he finally held back a sentence: "Girl, ......, I'm sorry for ......, I'm sorry for ......."

Miss Wen said in a low voice, "Let's go......"

Du Wenhao was stunned for a moment, subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave, but he came to see the doctor, and he didn't see the illness, but gave the girl to that, how can this be justified?

Although Du Wenhao felt in his heart that all this happened, Miss Wen's eyes and body hints played a key role, so that he always felt that Miss Wen would not refuse, and even hoped that he would be like this, especially the strange body fragrance on Miss Wen's body, which would ignite people's wild ** fragrance, converged together, so that he lost his rationality. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the other party is, Du Wenhao will not use medical treatment to violate other girls. This kind of thing Du Wenhao can't do to death.

But now that I have done it, no matter whether the girl hinted at or tempted herself, and whether the strange body fragrance on the other person's body made her lose her mind, no matter what, she really took possession of the girl's body, as evidenced by the red on the sheets.

What can I do? Can you just shake it off and walk away at this time?

Du Wenhao looked at Miss Wen's delicate body and wanted to reach out to soothe it, but he didn't dare. I had to whisper: "Girl, I ......, I'm sorry for you, how can I ......, how can I make up for my mistakes?" Please show me the girl, and I will do it! ”

After asking this, Du Wenhao felt that his question was very stupid, even stupid, very low-level, very snobbish, and even very dirty.

Miss Wen turned around slowly, looking at him with teary eyes. Shaking his head gently, his eyes full of grief and despair.

Du Wenhao looked at the crystal clear tears hanging on her delicate face, and felt extremely guilty, and finally mustered up the courage, reached over and stroked her fragrant shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I have defiled the girl's body, and there must be an ...... to explain." If the girl ...... The girl doesn't dislike me, I'll come to the door tomorrow to ask for a marriage and marry a girl, okay? ”

Thinking that this beautiful girl who is as beautiful as a fairy will become her own woman, and she can swim with her every day in Wushan, then she is really only admiring mandarin ducks and not immortals. Thinking of this, I can't help but have blood rushing all over my body.

When Miss Wen heard Du Wenhao's words, a hint of relief flashed in her teary eyes, and then she dimmed again, and said softly: "Concubine heard that ......, the general already has a wife......

"Well," Du Wenhao was a little embarrassed, and asked apologetically in a low voice, "I don't know if the girl can be wronged and be my concubine?" ”

Miss Wen smiled bitterly, tears rolled down again, and she sobbed and whispered: "My father, as the prime minister of the dynasty, will not agree to my ...... as a concubine."

Du Wenhao was slightly taken aback: "Isn't your father a member of the Ministry of Rites?" ”

"No, my father is the prime minister."

"What's your father's name?"

"My father's name is unknown, and the king is the king."

"Wang Qi? Prime Minister Wang Qi is your father? ”

"Hmmm! It's the family strict. ”