Lu Wenmiao carried her into the hut of Qiushui Pavilion, the house was messy, presumably disturbed by the house slaves when they arrested people.

He had been to this courtyard several times before, but he never felt anything bad. Now that the contents of the house had fallen to the ground, he was a little speechless.

The small wooden table in the room was overturned, and the tea set and plates on it shattered to the ground. Aside from these basic utensils, there is not much left in this room.

The entrance door is not blocked, except for the table, it is the bed, and the space is so narrow that the screen can't fit.

Now the thing fell to the ground, and there was no place for the feet. Thinking about the Linyue Pavilion that I went to yesterday, such a living room, put it there, I'm afraid it is not even qualified to place sundries.

She always said that she would be happy to be given a place to stay. And what he gave her was just such a barely accommodating place.

Stepping over the shattered porcelain shards, he noticed that the only cabinet in the entire room had also been kicked over, falling out of the scattered items.

It seems to be ...... Quill?

Mei Niang saw him looking at the things on the ground, and she was shocked, and hurriedly ran forward to clean up. However, before she could bend down, Lu Wenmiao had already picked up the things on the ground one step ahead of her.

No wonder it looks a little familiar, and one of the pen barrels is engraved with the word "濯". After looking at it for a while, I seemed to have some impression that it was the pen he used several years ago.

"Thief." Lu Wenmiao glanced at the person in his arms.

Bai Zisu lay quietly on top of him, his head still buried in his coat, motionless. When he spoke, she didn't seem to hear him, and she didn't react at all.

Mei Niang on the side was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground and said, "Childe Mingcha, this is all picked up by the maid from the pile of debris in the firewood room, not stolen." And this matter is the maid's own decision, and she is completely unaware of the lady, please don't blame the lady. ”

He naturally knew that he picked it up, because these pens were originally thrown away by himself.

Either the pen barrel is broken, or the pen tip is falling off, and there are a few pen tips that are seriously worn, and there are not a few hairs left. In short, none of them are intact.

But now, it seems to be working again. The pen was broken, and she connected it with bamboo. The one without a pen, and those with few hairy ones, were synthesized by her.

And it looks like it is being cared for very carefully, although the lacquer on the pen has been worn off, but it is still very clean.

The pen with the word "濯" even has an exclusive pen case. Because it fell to the ground, the pen sleeve fell off.

At first, Lu Wenmiao didn't even see what it was. The needle and thread are crooked, and those who don't know think it's a rag leftover.

The reason why I can recognize it as a pen sleeve is because there is also a "濯" character in the same font as the pen barrel sewn on it.

His heart moved slightly, and Lu Wenmiao's complexion was much softer. Who would have thought that the little thing that usually shows its teeth and claws can also be patient and sew his name stitch by stitch.

Besides, there are so many strokes in this word. For a bun that can't read a big word, it's even more difficult. However, even so, she still secretly sewed it. Between the stitches and threads, they are almost full of admiration.

Oh, woman!

No matter how unruly and wild she is, she is still a woman, and she is not yet subservient to his evil and crazy charm!

Lu Wenmiao hooked the corners of his lips, and reached out to touch the crooked word "Mao".

At this touch, he found that something was also sewn on the back of the pen sleeve.

Dwarf oil, dwarf oil!

Since it is behind his name, it shouldn't be the shy words of his daughter's family.

What is "I only wish that your heart is like my heart", "I wish to shine on you month by month", "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I am willing to be a branch in the earth"......

What's more, oh yes, "The mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are together, and only then can you dare to be with you."

Well, but people like Bai Zisu shouldn't be able to think of such a level, and it may be something like "I can't stop loving you".

His face was a little red, Lu Wenmiao thought as he pinched the pen sleeve.

A little nervous......

This shouldn't be a peek at other people's secrets, anyway, the person is in his arms, this is a bright look!

But when I thought that Bai Zisu was shocked by his great brilliance, I was still a little embarrassed.

Coughing lightly twice, Lu Wenmiao picked up the corner of the pen sleeve casually and quickly turned it over. Then he coughed again, and then he looked at it as if he was not.

So three shy big characters came into view-

Dog stuff.

Dog...... Stuff......

The face instantly froze, from reddish to white, and from white to blue, which is called a colorful and beautiful.

"Bai Zisu." Lu Wenmiao gritted his teeth, pinched his knuckles a little bit, closed his eyes, picked up the pen cover, and threw it out with all his might.

The person in his arms seemed to hear his name and moved slightly.

Just as the medicine girl also walked in.

Lu Wenmiao took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.

Walking quickly to the bed, Lu Wenmiao wanted to put her on the bed. However, no matter how I put it, I couldn't put it down, and when I looked down, the person in my arms didn't know when he fell asleep.

The dirty little face leaned on him and patted her on the back, but she didn't open her eyes. His eyelashes were black and his tiny chin was buried in his clothes. And the little paw curled up in his heart was clutching his hand.

couldn't break it for a long time, so Lu Wenmiao had to hold her and sit on the edge of the bed so that she could half-lie on the bed.

"This ......" The two medical women saw the people on the bed clearly, and they all gasped: "Why are there so many injuries." ”

"Isn't it ......?" muttered one of the younger doctors.

"Just asleep." Lu Wenmiao interrupted her, slightly displeased.

"It's not that I'm asleep, it's that I'm fainting." The medical woman sitting on the edge of the bed pressed Bai Zisu's wrist and frowned.

Faint?

Lu Wenmiao's heart sank: "Is there a big problem with my life?" ”

"It's hard to say." The medicine woman shook her head, and probably rummaged through her clothes and checked them.

The more I looked at it, the worse my face became, and finally when I checked my back, I stood up and knelt on the ground.

"What is this?" Lu Wenmiao's back was slightly cold, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't hurry up and heal her!" ”

"The maid's medical skills are shallow, I'm afraid that I won't be able to cure this lady, so I ask the son to be lenient, and wait for the county lord to come, and then heal." The doctor replied in horror.

"It's all flesh wounds, what can't be healed?" Lu Wenmiao frowned impatiently.

The doctor didn't speak, silently got up and picked up the scissors in the medicine box, and cut off the broken clothes on Bai Zisu's body piece by piece, revealing those so-called "flesh wounds".