Wen Wan took off her coat and curled up in the quilt, lazily and delicately waiting for Qiu Han to wipe her hands, and then took a sip of hot tea and drank it.

"Autumn cold~ I'm hungry, go and bring me something to eat, I want to eat glutinous rice cakes."

Qiu Han looked at the cute young lady, and a stiff smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Slave, let's go." ”

The footsteps were messy, and as soon as I reached the door, the sound in the room was like a magic sound, and there was no more joy.

"Qiu Han, you can eat some walnuts."

Qiu Han tried to stabilize his frightened face, and turned his head stiffly to thank him, "Miss Xie's reward, the slave will not forget your instructions next time." ”

"I've always been relieved that you're doing things."

After the autumn cold went down, she stared at the top of the bed gently and boringly, the whole person looked much more lazy and casual, her eyes were clear and empty, as if nothing could enter her eyes.

"Hmm, it's boring."

Wen Wan moved her fingers and began to count, she was cute and cute, and her palm-sized little face pouted her delicate lips, "After my grandmother's birthday, there are still three months to be my gift, which means that there are still three months, and I can get married." ”

"Who should I marry?"

"You have to be capable, you have to be powerful, you have to be handsome, and you have to love me, and it is better to be younger, so that there is no generation gap. Well, it can't be worse than him anyway! ”

Wen Wan thought about it, but there were really few disciples in the capital she knew, except for Fu Rongxuan, there were only Luo Shaowang, Ji Qinghuai, Zhou Zi'an, and the three people Jiang Nan knew were the three brothers of the Nalan family, those three people were good, but rabbits didn't eat the grass next to the nest.

"Well, there's no hurry. Anyway, when my grandmother's birthday banquet comes, most of the families in the capital will come, and when the time comes, I will pick a suitable one and then find my uncle to marry. ”

"That's it!"

After Wen Wan thought it through, she felt tired and panicked, so she fell asleep.

When Zhihe Qiuhan held delicate pastries, fragrant vegetarian porridge, and a small bowl of rich fish soup, he saw the sleeping delicate face.

Seeing that Zhihe was about to wake up Miss, Qiu Han hurriedly stopped, "Don't disturb Miss when she sleeps, otherwise she won't be able to sleep tonight." ”

Zhihe said unhappily, "But Miss hasn't eaten yet, she hasn't eaten for several days, and she has drunk some potions these days, how can her body stand it." ”

Qiu Han thought for a moment and then said, "Then you go and call Miss, I'll go and see what else is missing from Madame." ”

Zhihe looked at Qiu Han's hurried back, and always felt a little deserted and fled, and couldn't help but be stunned, muttering, "Hasn't Miss always been taken care of by you?" Why did you suddenly go to see Madame, now Madame is asleep. ”

Talking and talking, the movements in Zhihe's hand were not slow, and he put his cold hand in his arms to warm it, and then he reached out and touched Wen Wan's forehead.

After making sure that there was no fever, I was relieved.

"It's good that you don't have a fever."

Zhihe gently shook her gentle hand, "Miss, it's time to eat, eat and go to bed when you're full." ”

Wen Wan opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Zhihe's smiling face, and then opened a big smile and opened her hand.

"Sister Zhihe, I'm bored, I want to hug."

Looking at the coquettish and lovely young lady, Zhihe only felt that her heart was happy, since she returned to the capital, the young lady had never been coquettish, she thought that the young lady had grown up and matured.

Now it seems that Miss is still Miss.

"The slave can't hold the young lady, but the slave can feed the young lady, what does the young lady want to eat? The slaves and maidservants were brought. ”

Wen Wan looked at the delicious food on the small table, and couldn't help but salivate, "I want to eat meat." ”

Zhihe didn't want to think about it, so she refused, "No, the doctor said that Miss overate spicy food and hurt her stomach, and now she can only eat light and easy-to-digest food." ”

Wen Wan pulled Zhihe's sleeve and sprinkled Jiao, "Just a little bit of fish, a little bit." ”

Zhihe still couldn't stand Miss's cute offensive, and directly surrendered and admitted, "Okay, good, just a little bit!" Couldn't have been more! ”

"I don't know which bastard gave Miss Shu vegetables, obviously Mrs. Ming has long ordered the kitchen not to give Miss spicy food."

"If you don't have a good bastard, if you get caught, the slave will definitely skin him!"

……

Zhihe was very unhappy and chattered, and later began to wonder if Dafang was jealous of Miss, so he wanted to assassinate Miss, and the curses in his mouth never stopped.

Hearing Shen Zhiyuan being scolded, Wen Wan smiled even more heartily.

In the end, Wen Wan still half-coaxed and half-deceived to eat half of the fish, and then was satisfied and asked Zhihe to rub her stomach for her to eat, not to mention how much she enjoyed it.

Xu ate a little too much in the middle of the night, and couldn't fall asleep, and then finally tossed and fell asleep, it was already close to the morning.

So when Wen Wan woke up again, it was already noon on the second day.

The scorching sun baked the earth, the chan'er on the branches was lazily screaming, the fishy summer breeze was blowing, and it made people sweat all over their bodies, and the pavilions and pavilions lined with red silk were even hotter.

Wen Wan was also hot and sweaty from the thick quilt.

"Sister Zhihe, I want to wash, I am covered in stinky sweat and unbearable to death." After Wen Wan woke up, the noisy sound began to echo in Jing'an Pavilion.

"I'm hungry, I haven't eaten for a day~I'm so hungry~"

……

As soon as Wen Sanye arrived in front of Jing'an Pavilion, he heard the lively sound inside, and couldn't help but be angry, he was so worried here, this girl was sleeping with delicious food and drink.

"Wan'er!"

Wen Wan turned around and saw her father standing at the door with a bad face, and she didn't feel afraid, and the milk swallow trotted into Wen Sanye's arms like a homecoming.

Sobbing quietly, the wicked person sued first, "Daddy, where have you been these days, every time I wake up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, I can't see you, Wan'er is so scared." Wan'er's forehead hurts so much, is it disfigured? If Wan'er breaks her appearance, will Daddy still want Wan'er? ”

Looking at the sad appearance of the pear blossoms with rain, Wen Sanye still had the mind to scold, only full of distress.

"Nonsense, where is Wan'er out of phase, even if she is out of phase, you are also Daddy's good daughter!"

Wen Wan raised her head and looked pitifully, "Really? ”

"Daddy naturally won't lie to you!" Wen Sanye said decisively.

"Then let's pull the hook~" Wen Wan stubbornly took Wen Sanye's hand.

Although he felt a little naïve, Wen Sanye enjoyed his daughter's well-behaved and obedient words very much, as if when he returned to Jiangnan, he couldn't help but stretch out his little finger and hook his daughter's little finger.

Wen Wan burst into tears and smiled, "The hook is hanged for a hundred years, and it is not allowed to change, and if it changes, it will be the king of turtles!" ”

Wen Sanye glared at Wen Wan, "It's not like that!" ”

Wen Wan pouted and said coquettishly, "There are no outsiders around, Wan'er can be dignified and elegant outside." ”

Hearing this, Wen Sanye smiled and nodded at the center of his gentle eyebrows, "You are naughty!" ”

Wen Wan took Wen Sanye's hand and walked towards the house, retorting as she walked, "No matter how naughty you are, you are also your father's daughter, and they all say that it is not the fault of raising your godfather, and it is also your father's fault." ”

The delicate and lovely voice is in the ear, where can Wen Sanye say no words, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all Daddy's fault." ”