Shen Zhiyuan was stunned by his own thoughts.

The pampered young lady who grew up in the third room of the Wen Mansion, the niece and nephew favored by His Majesty, with such an status, who would dare to hurt her by half a point.

He has been really busy with official business recently, and his head is so busy that his head is confused.

"Let go, I'll call the Imperial Doctor."

Wen Wan bit her lip tightly and stared at him persistently, as if there was endless paranoid hatred hidden in her eyes.

Shen Zhiyuan only felt that his head hurt badly, how could he not know that a person could be so difficult to be like this before?

"Gentle!" The voice was a little impatient.

Wen Wan suddenly laughed, and her hoarse and broken voice revealed an indescribable meaning, "Since you're back, don't think about leaving." ”

Shen Zhiyuan frowned, and after the anger in his heart touched the miserable little face, he was suddenly extinguished, leaving only helplessness, he was still a child after all.

"Your foot needs to be treated, there is no one here, I will call the house doctor, and I will come back later, I will not leave."

The cold face was as warm as jade, coaxing her as in her previous life.

Suddenly, tears soaked my eyes, like rain hitting autumn lotus, crystal clear, so clean and bright.

And so.

The whole person was like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and threw himself into Shen Zhiyuan's arms, the defenseless Shen Zhiyuan staggered back a few steps, fell on the chair, and his back hit the pillar solidly, making him frown in pain.

The man in his arms hugged him hard, he could already feel his clothes soaked, and the little head buried in his chest was sobbing, and only the black hair could be seen.

Shen Zhiyuan couldn't hold back his beating eyebrows, and put his hands aside politely, "Wen Wan, you let go." ”

"It hurts~"

Wen Wancai didn't let go, especially after finding that Shen Zhiyuan didn't push her away, she even beat the snake on the stick, and the whole person actually curled up on Shen Zhiyuan's thigh, hugging his not so strong waist tightly.

And he also moaned bitterly, "Shen Zhiyuan, it hurts." ”

The first time he was called by his name, it was still in this way, Shen Zhiyuan's face was so angry that his face turned pale, and he endured it again and again, so he didn't throw Wen Wan out directly.

"Gentle, men and women don't kiss, you come down."

"Don't let go." The voice was so crisp.

“……”

Being challenged again and again to patience, Shen Zhiyuan's face was unprecedentedly embarrassed, his body exuded a terrifying coercive momentum, and the majesty that had accumulated all year round became more and more terrifying.

But Wen Wan was not afraid at all, and continued to call softly there, "Shen Zhiyuan, Shen Zhiyuan, did you hear it?" I hurt so much. ”

The delicate voice is soft and bone-eroding.

"One last time, you can't get down?" The voice was cold and piercing, a strong warning.

Wen Wan's heart trembled, and she raised her head from the cold ink fragrance, the two faces were very close, and their breaths were intertwined, so close that Shen Zhiyuan could see the face carved in pink and jade, without the slightest flaw.

Wen Wan could also see that there was no ripple in those dark eyes stained with thick ink, only impatience.

"It's not fun."

muttered and jumped decisively.

Looking at the woman who stood straight and had no pain for half a minute, Shen Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, his eyes fell on the ankle, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

Wen Wan chuckled and said, "I'm not so delicate, at that height, how can I fall and get hurt?" ”

Shen Zhiyuan's face sank, he had a feeling of being played, he glanced at her coldly, and left without saying a word.

When the cold aura disappeared around the corner, the smile on the corner of Wen Wan's mouth became a little heavier again, looking at Qiu Han who was hiding in the dark at some point.

"Let's go."

When Qiu Han heard the order, he eagerly ran over and said in a deep voice, "Miss, sit down first, and the slave will show you your ankles." ”

nodded casually and lay on the table boredly.

When the red and swollen ankle was exposed to the air, Wen Wan's body trembled again, but the smile on her face was not missing.

Looking at Qiu Han's reddened eyes, he smiled gently, "It doesn't hurt again." ”

The corners of Qiu Han's mouth moved slightly, how could it not hurt? Miss has been most afraid of pain since she was a child, and she can babble and scream for a few days at the slightest wound, but now her ankle is almost useless, and even she can't stand it, how can the pampered young lady not hurt.

"Miss, the slave will send you back."

Wen Wan nodded with a smile, and then climbed onto Qiu Han's back, and a master and a servant quickly disappeared into the remote courtyard, until they returned to Jing'an Pavilion, and no one in the crowded Wen Mansion found Wen Wan's embarrassment.

When I first arrived in the courtyard.

A man who looked like a guard had already walked over with a bottle of good gold sore medicine, Qiu Han took the medicine, nodded to the man and said, "Don't be publicized." ”

The guard frowned slightly, but also bowed his head.

Qiu Han brought hot water and said cautiously, "Miss, you have to rub the blood away, you bear with it." ”

Wen Wan said very indifferently, "It really doesn't hurt, hurry up, otherwise lunch will start." ”

Qiu Han said in a deep voice: "Miss, you don't have to go. ”

Wen Wan shook her head, remembering the handsome and handsome woman just now, and said happily, "If you don't go, Daddy will be angry again, um~ And Qin Yunshu will also be in a hurry." ”

Thinking of the kiss that Miss was lewd on, Qiu Han couldn't help but euphemistically, "Miss, Qin Yunshu is a woman." "It's impossible to be between women and women.

Hearing this, Wen Wan sighed, "Why is such a beauty not a man, if it were a man, I might marry her." Lang is a concubine, but An can tell that I am male and female, hey, there is no fate......"

Qiu Han couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"By the way, that man just now was the general of Zhengxi?"

"It really is, he is."

Wen Wanbian flattened her mouth: "It's a pity that I'm a little older." ”

That He Shenxing knew that he was short when he looked at it, and his family power was not weaker than that of the Guogong Mansion, but it was a pity that he was older, and he didn't get married, and he had no children under his knees.

Otherwise, it is also a matter of being a husband......

Hearing the meaning of the words, Qiu Han only felt that his scalp was numb, He Shenxing has something to do with your mother, miss, don't worry about it, not to mention that Shen Zhiyuan is not much younger than Fu Shenxing.

"Where's my mother?"

Wen Wan suddenly found that the mother who had always protected the calf did not appear just now.

Qiu Han hesitated, "As soon as Mrs. went out, she was called by the old lady to sort out the guests' gifts, and Mrs. was unwilling, but the old man opened his mouth, and finally Mrs. agreed." ”

Wen Wan was stunned: "Is dad so important to my mother?" ”

These words made Qiu Han unable to answer.

"Forget it, I don't want to. Let's go, it's not too early. ”

Wen Wan let the autumn cold wipe away the cold sweat from her forehead, and put on a peach pink silk shirt customized by Linglong Pavilion at a high price, which was like a delicate and bright peach blossom fairy, and her smile was full of charm.

"Slave and maid help you."

Wen Wan was not pretentious, and the whole person lazily leaned on Qiu Han's body until he went to the banquet again.

At this time, the banquet had already begun, and everyone had already taken the seat, so the gentleness who came alone was particularly conspicuous, and with that aggrieved and pale little face, it was as if the Wen Mansion had bullied her.

The old lady's face was not very good, and she ignored her, as if she hadn't seen such a person.

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