Chapter 163: Fanwai: The National Teacher× Little Scholar

In autumn, the weather gets cooler.

National Teacher's House.

The national teacher in an official uniform asked while eating grapes, "He still refuses to see me?" ”

The maid nodded, "Yes, sir." ”

Ling Ran sighed and got up from her chair.

Alas.

It's been half a month, and I just don't want to see her.

forcibly locked himself in the house for half a month.

Ling Ran didn't know what was scaring him.

Is she that scary?

Ling Ran decided that even if he was a dead beggar today, he would have to go to the little scholar's room.

As mentioned in the book, an iron pestle can be sharpened into a needle, but a big living person can't grind it?

Ling Ran does not believe in evil.

went to see Xuan Wan, and the national teacher deliberately dressed up.

Having said that, Xuan Wan had only seen her wear women's clothes once.

It is estimated that only that time, the little scholar did not see it carefully.

It's a pity.

But with a stick of incense, Ling Ran came to the door of Xuanwan.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Evening, I'm coming, you open the door." ”

There was a slight noise in the room, but there was no response.

Ling Ran blinked and continued to knock.

"I know you're in there, don't hide from me, okay?"

"Wanwan, it's me who is not good, I have been hiding it from you."

"Husband, if you don't open the door again, your little cutie will freeze to death outside."

"It's so cold ......"

Inside the house.

Xuan Wan was dressed in green clothes and looked nervously at the closed door.

I can vaguely see the silhouette of the other party.

The little scholar's grape-grained black eyes did not blink, and he sat at the wooden table in an orderly manner.

Since that day......

After being forced to touch it by her, every time Xuan Wan thought about it, the whole person exploded with shame.

Not to mention facing Ling Ran himself.

That day, I was taken back to the house by this guy.

His Highness didn't stop him.

He was just abandoned.

The little scholar forced himself to calm down.

The woman outside is like a wolf, clingy and angry.

He had no idea what to do with her.

Ling Ran had been standing outside for a long time, and her throat was almost hoarse.

Alas.

The national teacher sighed, leaned his back against the door, and squatted down silently.

She was thinly dressed.

The weather is cold and cold, and now that evening is falling, the dew is falling.

The maid stepped forward to greet her: "My lord, why don't you go back first, don't be infected with the wind and cold." ”

Ling Ran waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

I can't cope with this little scene, how can I conquer her little scholar.

She soon wilted, though.

The national teacher clasped his arms with both hands, and his lips were slightly pale.

Not to mention, it's really cold.

She couldn't hold back a sneeze, and the maid had already brought her a cloak, and handed it to her.

"My lord, put this on."

Ling Ran was unmoved, and shook her head: "Take it away, I don't need it." ”

The voice fell, and he sneezed again.

Xuan Wan bit her lower lip and raised her eyes to look in the direction of the door.

He could hear their conversation clearly, too.

What is she doing?

I watched Lingdye sneeze one sneeze after another.

The little scholar stood up, sat down again, stood up again, sat down again......

Wobbly and undecided.

This guy ......

Not long after, the voice of the maid came from outside:

"Come on, my lord has fainted!"

Then, there was a thud.

Xuan Wan blinked blankly, stunned for a moment.

After reacting, he didn't care so much, and quickly stepped forward to open the door.

The national teacher turned pale and fainted on the ground.

Xuan Wan's mind was blank for a moment, and then she quickly squatted down, picked up Ling Ran and walked to the room.

At the moment when she was picked up, Ling Ran's body stiffened slightly.

Her eyelashes twitched, and in a corner out of the little boy's sight, she gestured to the maid.

The maid also silently replied to the national teacher with a gesture.

Xuan Wan put Ling Ran on the bed and looked at her nervously.

"You...... Are you okay? ”

Ling Ran's eyes moved slightly, her pale lips opened slightly, and her voice was faint "cold ......"

"Uh-oh."

Xuan Wan nodded, glanced at the bed in a panic, and then lifted the quilt and wrapped it around Ling Ran.

"Are you better?"

Ling Ran closed her eyes and still murmured, "It's so cold......"

"Is it still cold?"

Xuan Wan didn't know what to do.

After a pause, he stood up: "I'll call the doctor." ”

When the words fell, Ling Ran's brows jumped, wouldn't it be better to call the doctor to come?

She reached out and grabbed his arm.

With a slight force, he pulled him to the bed.

The little scholar was caught off guard and fell to her side.

Ling Ran shrank into his arms.

Cold hands reached into his clothes.

Xuan Wan froze, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but when he heard the national teacher muttering coldly, he hesitated and didn't dodge.

Ling Ran's heart is beautiful.

Sure enough, what the book said was quite right, the bitter meat trick was really useful.

She quickly grasped the essence and said weakly, "It's so cold...... Hold me ...... night."

"Huh?"

Ling Ran blinked, hesitating, her earlobes were already red.

After a while, he pursed his lips and took the national teacher into his arms.

"Is that better?"

The corners of Ling Ran's lips hooked, and he nodded: "Hmm......"

She said, "I'll be responsible for you, Wanwan." ”

The little scholar was slightly stunned.

After a long time, he lowered his head and leaned closer.

Low voice: "Good ......"