Wen Guqi looked at the bloodstains on the chair in surprise.

looked down at the coat that Jiang Ruofu had just wrapped up on him.

He seemed to understand something in an instant, and looked at Jiang Ruofu in disbelief, intertwined with embarrassment in her eyes.

Jiang Ruofu didn't dare to look directly at Wen Guqi, just lowered his head and stammered,

"These days... The prince drank less cold water, did not practice martial arts, and ate less spicy food. ”

"It may hurt a little sometimes, but it won't be long, if you really can't help it, you can use the hand stove for a while."

Wen Guqi never thought that he would encounter such a thing.

Jiang Ruofu was just embarrassed,

"The menstrual belt is in the cabinet at the head of Xiaoyu's bed, if you don't understand anything, you can write to me."

The first time Wen Guqi encountered this situation, he was speechless and didn't know what to say.

He looked down at Jiang Ruofu's coat tied around his waist.

Wen Guqi's expression became more and more indescribable.

Jiang Ruofu also realized that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed.

She relieved her breath and said,

"Isn't there anything the prince wants to tell me?"

Wen Guqi took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at her,

"Don't drink, don't wear brightly colored clothes, don't talk too much with unfamiliar people, and don't have much contact with the princess."

Jiang Ruofu could only respond in a voice.

Wen Guqi turned around and left, and before leaving, the little servant handed him the lantern that Jiang Ruofu was holding just now.

Wen Guqi thought it was the one he was holding when he came, so he took it.

Jiang Ruofu propped his head and sat in place, calming down for a while before recovering from his senses.

Wen Guqi carried the lantern over the wall and returned to Qinghui Garden, quietly extinguished the lamp, and lay back in place without disturbing Xiaoyu who was sleeping on the side.

In the darkness, his eyes shone faintly.

But he didn't lie down for long before he rolled over again.

Quietly walked to the cabinet next to Xiaoyu's bed.

He glanced at Xiao Yu, who was still sleeping soundly, and Wen Guqi gently opened the drawer.

The sound of the wooden planks rubbing against each other creaked stiffly.

Xiaoyu rolled over and muttered a few vague dream words.

Wen Guqi froze in place and stood still, looking at Xiao Yu.

Seeing that Xiaoyu did not wake up.

Wen Guqi breathed a sigh of relief and continued to gently pull the cabinet.

The cabinet was pulled out, and Wen Guqi gently rummaged inside.

Xiao Yu suddenly turned over again, faced Wen Guqi, and shouted,

"Miss."

Wen Guqi seemed to be nailed to the spot, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

But when he saw Xiaoyu smashing his mouth, his eyes didn't open, and he stammered and continued,

"Eat... Eat osmanthus cake ......"

The chubby little hand rested on his face, as if he was really eating cake.

Then he smirked twice,

"Hey...... Hey hey ......"

As everyone knows, Wen Guqi was already scared out of a cold sweat in the dark.

Wen Guqi sighed, lowered his head and rummaged in the cabinet, and finally turned out the menstrual belt.

He lifted the menstrual belt with a horn, his eyes looking unnaturally elsewhere.

Reaching out and pushing the cabinet back.

The sound suddenly became a little louder.

Xiao Yu was woken up, opened her eyes dimly, and saw Wen Guqi's movements clearly through the faint moonlight.

Xiao Yu muttered,

"Miss... You're coming to Kwai Shui..."

Wen Guqi was taken aback and turned to look at Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu closed her eyes in a daze, and muttered,

"Put the clothes you changed into in the bathroom, and Xiaoyu will wash the young lady tomorrow."

After saying that, he fell asleep with his mouth open.

This shock, Wen Guqi has been frightened for several reincarnations.

He sighed helplessly, and walked away with the menstrual belt with some resistance.

The prince of King Chen, who was arrogant and cold for the first nineteen years, was so frustrated and embarrassed for the first time, and he was so frightened by a girl that he was unable to possess his body.

If he had said it before, he himself would not have believed it.

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Jiang Ruofu went back, but he couldn't sleep, tossing and turning in bed.

No matter how soft the bed was, no matter how comfortable the silk quilt, she slept like a pinprick.

Jiang Ruofu sat up suddenly.

Put on your cloak and walk out the door.

Although the courtyard was quiet, there were many people keeping vigil.

Seeing Jiang Ruofu coming out, he said busily,

"Lord Shizi."

Jiang Ruofu waved his hand,

"I can't sleep and go out for a walk, don't worry about me."

Jiang Ruofu walked to the lake by herself, sparkling in the corridor, and she sat down with her clothes on.

Sitting on the railing, a man stared at the lake in a daze.

Suddenly, he heard a sound that sounded like crying, and Jiang Ruofu's hair stood on end subconsciously.

I listened carefully, but I heard the sound stop, and then there was a sound of footsteps, very slow, very slow, as if deliberately walking and stopping.

After a while, a man came out of the corner.

Still holding a piano.

Wen Guliang's choked voice stopped abruptly, and he said in surprise,

"Big brother?"

Wen Guliang's face is still a little immature, but his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Wen Guqi, they are all narrow and deep peach blossom eyes, but the eyes are simple and clear, although his face is still immature, but he can see the future style.

Wen Guliang is the only biological son of the Li family. He is also the second son of Chen Wangfu.

Jiang Ruofu said strangely,

"Why are you here?"

Wen Guliang hurriedly wiped away his tears, half turned around, and pretended to have nothing to do.

"It's fine."

"I just can't sleep, go out for a walk."

Jiang Ruofu wondered,

"If it's okay, why hide and cry alone in the middle of the night?"

Wen Guliang was silent and did not answer.

Jiang Ruofu's eyes moved down, and he saw the piano that Wen Guliang was holding.

The strings were all broken, and the body was scratched, and the texture of the wood was destroyed.

Jiang Ruofu stood up and stepped forward, but said regretfully,

"What's wrong with your piano?"

She reached out to touch the crack of the harp, and sighed,

"It's a shame, it's a good piano."

Wen Guliang's tears were still unbearable.

As if he had seen Jiang Huaiyin, Jiang Ruofu involuntarily reached out to wipe his tears, and said softly,

"What the hell is going on? Why are you crying here in the middle of the night with a broken string? ”

Wen Guliang felt the dry and warm fingertips slide across his cheeks, wiped away his tears, and froze in surprise.

"Big... Elder brother? ”

Jiang Ruofu smiled soothingly, with distress in his eyes,

"It's okay, tell me, I won't blame you."

"In the middle of the night, no one will deliberately eavesdrop on your conversation."

The young man in front of him is just the same age as Jiang Huaiyin.

Jiang Ruofu couldn't help but feel more pity and tenderness.