The west wing is very close to the eldest young master's residence, and it will be there after a moon gate, which is probably the location that Qiu'er specially chose in order to take care of the eldest young master nearby.

Wen Jin looked around, and there was no one under the corridor or in the courtyard.

It's quieter than the back garden.

Qiu'er looked at the courtyard in surprise when she saw her, and explained to her: "The doctor has instructed that the eldest young master needs to recuperate, so except when it needs to be cleaned, no one usually comes here."

Wen Jin turned her head to look at the quiet and beautiful woman beside her, when she said this, her words were full of compassionate, kindness and cautious care, but Wen Jin didn't know, what she was thinking in her heart was the same as what she expressed in her words, or was it to monopolize power and not let people in?

Yes, patients need to recuperate, but being quiet to the point of not being popular is not necessarily a good thing for patients.

Wen Jin didn't know what the condition of the eldest young master was, whether he was unconscious or still conscious, if it was the former, it didn't matter if Qiu'er did it, if it was the latter, then Qiu'er really had a deliberate autopsy!

The two walked to the door, and Qiu'er gently pushed the door open.

Sunlight poured in through the cracks in the open door, illuminating the room in an instant.

The decoration of the house is exquisite, neither the boldness of the masculine style, nor the softness of the feminine style, but the simplicity of the neutral style.

What made Wen Jin feel the most strange was that all the decorations in the room were in pairs.

Since then, she had never heard of the eldest young master marrying a wife.

Seeing Wen Jin's gaze attracted by the ornaments, Qiu'er looked at her and said, "These are the ones that the prince personally sent someone to procure." The eldest young master has been ill for a long time, and the prince may have the meaning of rejoicing for the eldest young master to marry a wife. ”

As she said this, she stared closely at the expression on Wen Jin's face, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her expression of disinterest.

Her original plan was to let Wen Jin never see the eldest young master, but since the matter had come to this, she could only think about it a little.

Although Wen Jin is the princess's beloved maid, but in the end, Wen Jin can't speak, in case she really wins the master's love with her good luck like in Fangfei Courtyard, the prince will definitely not allow a mute to marry the eldest young master.

Thinking about it this way, she was not so defensive about Wen Jin.

"The eldest young master is in the middle." Qiu'er pointed to the hollow moon door on the right that was covered by a light veil and said, "Let's go in." ”

Wen Jin nodded and followed her in.

I saw a looming man lying behind the bed.

Qiu'er stepped forward and pulled up the bed curtain while explaining to Wen Jin about taking care of the eldest young master.

"The eldest young master is unconscious and can only eat liquid food. These kitchens will be ready every time, you just need to feed the young master on time......"

Wen Jin listened to her words and thought to himself, being able to eat shows that he is still conscious, and if he is cured, it will be much easier than being unconscious.

The bed curtain was completely lifted, revealing the true face of the person inside, Wen Jin subconsciously looked over, and with just one glance, there was a storm in her heart.

It turned out to be ...... Messire!

"The eldest young master's clothes should be changed into a clean set of ...... every night"

"Wen Jin, what's wrong with you, why are your eyes red?"

Qiu'er turned her head and saw Wen Jin's eyes red, and asked strangely.

She looked at Wen Jin, and then at Chen Fansheng who was lying on the bed, but she didn't see why.

Wen Jin shook her head, walked to the edge of the bed step by step and sat down, took Chen Fansheng's hand out of the quilt, held it tightly in her hand, and felt the temperature in her palm, she was sure that she was not wrong - her father-in-law was really alive!

At this moment, her mind was in a mess, she didn't know why Pi Xing lied to her, and she didn't know why King Chen trapped Xianggong here in the name of the eldest young master, but she was very happy in her heart, it was good to see Xianggong again!

Qiu'er didn't expect Wen Jin to suddenly make such a move, and after reacting, she hurriedly reprimanded her: "Wen Jin, don't be presumptuous!"

Who knew that Wen Jin suddenly turned his head and glanced at her.

The sight was as chilling as an ice pick piercing her bones, and she forgot her purpose on the spot.

She couldn't believe that the person in front of her was the silent, weak and bullying little girl before!

Wen Jin turned her head and no longer cared about Qiu'er who was already frozen behind her, she knew Qiu'er's purpose, if the person in front of her was not Xianggong, she would not interfere with Qiu'er for half a point, but if Qiu'er still wanted to fight Xianggong's idea, she would not stand idly by!

Taking advantage of Qiu'er's stunned efforts, Wen Jin gave Chen Fansheng a pulse.

It turned out that he was unconscious because he was poisoned!

Fortunately, it's not highly toxic!

Putting Chen Fansheng's hand back on the quilt and folding the quilt for him, Wen Jin got up and walked to Qiu'er's side.

This move frightened Qiu'er subconsciously took a step back, and asked her nervously, "Are you...... What do you want to do? ”

But when Qiu'er touched Wen Jin's sight, Wen Jin had already returned to her usual appearance, as if everything that had just happened was her illusion.

No, Qiu'er is very sure that Wen Jin has deceived everyone, she is not as simple as it seems on the surface!

The two left the house together, without mentioning anything more about what had just happened, and went out of the courtyard and back to the west wing, each going back to their respective rooms.

Although the two didn't say anything, Shuyun still saw at a glance that the relationship between the two was a little strange, and before she could think about it, Wen Jin motioned for her and Shuqing to go to the door to guard.

When the two of them left the room, Wen Jin took out the baggage and took out paper, a small wooden stick and a bottle of potion from it.

She spread the paper on the table, and the small wooden stick dipped the potion in the bottle and wrote it on the paper.

The potion is light green, so the handwriting is also light green, but the handwriting gradually fades as the potion on the paper dries, and in the end, the original white paper looks like the original white paper.

Wen Jin folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his sleeve, packed up the baggage, opened the door and walked out.

"Miss Wenjin." Seeing Wen Jin come out, Shuyun said to her.

Wen Jin looked at her and pointed to the room, Shuyun quickly understood, nodded at her and said, "Miss Wen Jin, don't worry, I won't leave here half a step!"

Although she didn't know what Wen Jin wanted her to guard and why she wanted her to guard it, she could vaguely feel that it was a big deal.

Wen Jin nodded and turned to leave.

She had a gut feeling that Shuyun she could trust.

Of course, there is also this kind of intuitive book.

Only the personal maid of the eldest young master can enter and exit freely in the Jinyuan, and now Wen Jin's identity is already a personal maid, and sure enough, when she walked to the door, the little maid at the door did not stop her.

The guy at Jun's pharmacy had seen her "this face" before, so as soon as he saw her walk into the pharmacy, he led her to the backyard.

"Miss Cao came in such a hurry this time, but what happened?" Jun Lin looked at Wen Jin, who was sitting opposite, and asked.

Wen Jin took out the paper in his sleeve, picked up the teacup at hand, and poured the tea on the paper.

I saw a few columns of clean handwriting on the paper that had just been empty.

Wen Jin looked at the prescription on the paper and said, "I need all the medicinal materials on it, and I also need to borrow the stove you have here."

Jun Lin didn't dare to slack off, took the prescription and glanced at it, nodded and said, "I understand."

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