General, do you eat sugar? (9)
Si Nan ignored it.
The little scum floated out of the space and rolled in front of her eyes:
[Host~ Don't ignore me, QWQ]
Looking away, Si Nan raised his hand and slapped the little slag aside:
"Don't make a noise."
Closing his mouth aggrievedly, the little scumbag watched Si Nan walk into the banquet hall, and then stopped beside Zuo Yuanchuan.
Si Nan quietly pulled Zuo Yuanchuan's sleeve:
"Daddy."
Stopping the action of eating, Zuo Yuanchuan looked at her:
"Coming back?"
Nodding obediently, Si Nan leaned into his ear and whispered:
"Daddy, my brother is sick, but no one in the general's mansion has found a doctor for him."
As she spoke, she pointed to Zuo Yuanchuan's forehead:
"My brother's head is very hot, and when I call him, he ignores me."
At this time, Si Nan can be said to have given full play to the advantages of a six-year-old girl.
Although she didn't say exactly what Mo Yunchuan's illness was, Zuo Yuanchuan could also know from the description that he was having a fever.
and burned indistinctly,
It's reached the point where you can't wake up.
Patiently, Zuo Yuanchuan pondered for a moment and said:
"Take me to his yard."
Si Nan smiled at him, and with a slightly hurried footsteps, he pulled him towards Mo Yunchuan's small courtyard.
As soon as I arrived outside the courtyard gate, I heard the sound of a rattan whip hitting something from inside the courtyard.
Zuo Yuanchuan was familiar with this voice.
Someone is whipping someone with a rattan whip.
Pushing open the door, Si Nan saw that the rattan whip raised by Mo Qiuze was about to fall on Mo Yunchuan again.
She hurried to Mo Yunchuan, who was kneeling on the ground, and hugged him.
The outsiders broke in without warning, so that Mo Qiuze didn't have time to withdraw the rattan whip in his hand.
"Smack-"
An extremely loud whip fell on Si Nan.
"Hmm!"
Mo Yunchuan's pupils contracted sharply, and the girl's snort in his ears was the pain after being whipped.
"Mo Qiuze!"
Zuo Yuanchuan strode to Mo Qiuze's side and snatched the whip from his hand:
"How dare you hit my daughter!"
The girl he was reluctant to beat was beaten right under his nose!
Mo Qiuze took a step back and was about to have a seizure, but when he saw that it was Zuo Yuanchuan, he shut up again.
The scorching pain in his back made Si Nan gasp slightly.
She saw the blood marks drawn out of Mo Yunchuan's body, and she didn't dare to reach out to touch it.
"Brother......
Then coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned dark, and he fell into Mo Yunchuan's arms.
It can be seen that Mo Qiuze's whip is really not light.
But Mo Yunchuan didn't know how many whips he had received.
"Yue'er!"
Glaring at Mo Qiuze, Zuo Yuanchuan staggered away from him, and after checking Si Nan's injuries, he said to Mo Yunchuan:
"Take her back into the house."
Pursing his lips, Mo Yunchuan raised his head to look at Mo Qiuze, and then walked quickly to his room with Si Nan in his arms.
……
The pain in his back made Si Nan gradually sober up.
She opened her eyes, and she saw Xiao Xing, who was giving her back medicine.
But it was in Mo Yunchuan's room.
Si Nan lay on the pillow and moved, and the injury on her back made her frown slightly.
"Xiao Xing, where is Brother Yunchuan? He still has a fever, and he was beaten so hard by Uncle Mo, did Daddy find a doctor for him? ”
"Miss, you still have to worry about yourself, General Mo's whip will beat you hard!"
Xiao Xing's tone was a little dissatisfied, but as a maid, she was not easy to say.
I'm really angry with her, their young lady is such a cute, how can General Mo do it!
Mo Yunchuan stood quietly outside the door, listening to the conversation in the room, his heart was sour, but there was a sense of warmth.
Why did Zuo Yueqiu block that whip for him?
He was just the nominal adopted son of General Zhenyuan.
Even the subordinates in the general's mansion didn't see him in their eyes.
Why?
Why is Zuo Yueqiu different?
Xiao Xing smeared the medicine on Si Nan while chanting:
"Miss, the slave knows that you like Mr. Mo, but there is no need to almost take your life."
Sighing, Xiao Xing felt a little distressed again:.
"Miss fell into the water and cold air a few days ago, this is not complete, and I have suffered internal injuries, if I fall into the root of the disease, how can this be good?"