"Help her up." A warm and steady bass voice came from the carriage.

Helping Tian Youwei to lie down in the car, Xiao Worm nervously pinched her fingers and looked at the noble and solemn person in front of her: "Lord Jun, Ah Wei can't touch any wine at all, but today I was poured a big cup of burning knives, I'm afraid it depends on the doctor......"

The little lamb lowered his eyes and looked at Tian Youwei.

She was really uncomfortable, all the exposed skin showed an abnormal red, and her breathing was very short.

He touched her forehead lightly with his hand, and it burned terribly.

"Let's go, get to the hospital!" He shouted hurriedly, and the carriage quickly turned around and headed forward.

The little worm was caught off guard and was left in place, he chased a few steps, and found that he couldn't catch up, so he stopped again in frustration, and said to himself: "The prince of the county is a good person, shouldn't it be anything?" ”

He turned back to find Master Bai, who was carrying a wine jar to kill all directions, obviously not a good time to say this.

The little insect scratched his head and squatted at the door for a long time before he remembered that he should go to Tian's house to have a look.

At the same time, on the carriage.

Tian Youwei lay quietly, and the little sheep sat on the side and looked at her obsessively.

He looked at the latest batch of porcelain presented in the kiln, which was really extremely delicate and beautiful, unprecedented.

All this was done by this slender little woman, and I don't know how her little head grows, and why there are so many good ways.

He looked at Tian Youwei's two hands at his side, rough and calloused, completely different from the well-maintained and lubricated ladies he had seen every day.

But these hands can make porcelain that he likes, and every porcelain she makes, from the glaze color to the shape, is very much to his liking.

People like her should not change their men's clothes and hide in this kiln, huddled with this group of rude and rude stinky men, but should be high up and command these people to do what she wants.

Those people couldn't even look at her more, let alone pour her wine to make her unhappy.

It was only occasionally, when she was in a good mood, that she made one or two fine pieces of porcelain for him herself, and he would treasure both her and the porcelain.

Her hands will also be as delicate as jade, white and beautiful as fat.

The lamb trembled and picked up the rough hands and gently held them in his palms, carefully rubbing every knuckle, every fine line and calluse.

He had never touched her so closely, and he had thought it was an unattainable dream, never attainable.

But at this moment, she was lying quietly alone in front of him.

Xiao Yang heard his heartbeat louder and louder, and he put his hand lightly on Tian Youwei's face, tracing her eyebrows and eyes, imagining that when they first met, she stood on the sunny streets of Mingzhou, with a pair of beautiful and clear eyes, looking at him curiously and smiling.

He remembered that terrible night again, he sat on the side of the street in Mingzhou, feeling a chill in his body, and his blood was cooling down little by little, and he thought that he would die in obscurity on the street.

But her purse struck him.

She was pouting and angry, but the anger in her eyes suddenly turned to consternation and sympathy when she saw him.

At that moment, the thousands of lights on the streets of Mingzhou were not as bright as the light in her eyes.

"I don't know what trouble you're in, but I think you're a good guy."

She gave him the money bag to heal his wounds, and watched him burst into tears.

He thought she was crying for him, but later learned that she was not for him, but for Shao Xiaolang, who was "unique in the world".

She is not his, and he cannot have her.

An indescribable sadness rose from the depths of his chest, and could no longer be suppressed.

The little lamb desperately pressed his forehead against Tian Youwei's forehead, and two clear tears slipped down his eyes.

Yin Shan sat on the wheel of the car in fear, nervously peeking through the cracks in the windblown curtain to watch the movement in the carriage, and coughing twice from time to time.

He was afraid that the little sheep couldn't help it and did something that everyone regretted.

The carriage was quiet, as if there was no one inside.

After a long time, the bustle and hustle and bustle on the streets of the capital swept in, Tian Youwei's eyelids moved, and the little lamb sat up straight in fright, clutching the cushion tightly in fear.

He was afraid that she would see this scene, and would look at him with contempt from now on.

"Childe, where are we going?" Yin Shan reminded in a low voice: "Miss Tian has no one around her, if it is sent back to the Tian family or the house, it is very inappropriate, why not send it directly to the hospital?" ”

What if I send it to the hospital?

Similarly, no one takes care of it, which is easy to cause misunderstandings.

The little sheep looked at Tian Youwei's long and thick eyelashes distractedly, thinking for a while, misunderstanding is good, and thinking for a while, he can't do this, he doesn't want her to hate him for the rest of his life.

"Childe?" Yin Shan couldn't get an answer, so he said boldly: "Miss Tian can't drink alcohol, and she can't delay medical treatment." ”

"Go to Zhang's house." The lamb rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and his voice was hoarse.

"Good!" Yin Shan only felt that the boulder in his heart was instantly loosened, and he couldn't help but feel a little cheerful: "Miss Zhang will definitely be able to take good care of her." ”

The lamb didn't make a sound, and looked indifferently at the bustle outside the window.

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When Tian Youwei woke up, she only felt that her headache was like it was about to explode, her mind was blank, and she couldn't remember what had happened at all.

"You're awake." A faint female voice sounded, and she stared wide-eyed until she could see clearly that the person sitting in front of her was Zhang Wuniang.

"Wu Niang...... How did you get in? Tian Youwei's throat hurt as if it was burning, her voice was hoarse and ugly, her stomach was tumbling, and she quickly covered her mouth.

The maid was busy passing the spittoon, and she vomited so much that it was all bitter bile.

"What are you talking about, so hard?" Zhang Wuniang caressed her back and handed over a cup of warm and fragrant rose dew: "Rinse your mouth." ”

After cleaning up easily, Tian Youwei lost half of her life, collapsed on the bed and couldn't move at all, but her sloppy mind slowly returned.

Thinking of what happened before, and looking at the women's clothes on her body, she turned white with fright: "How can I be here with you?" I'm not showing up, am I? ”

Zhang Wuniang looked at her with a complicated expression and said, "Remembered? Where do you think of it? ”

Tian Youwei slowly told her what had happened: "...... I struggled to get outside, saw the worm, and only then did I say to find a car and go home, and I didn't know anything. ”

"Really?" Zhang Wuniang smiled bitterly: "You are lucky, you just met the prince of the county, and he sent you to me." I changed your clothes, cleaned your makeup, and hired a doctor. ”

"Wu Niang, you treat me so well." Tian Youwei was ashamed: "I ......"

Zhang Wuniang suddenly turned her back and covered her mouth, and strode out.