Shen Qingwu's appearance is extremely good-looking, he used to be as warm as jade, the son of a family, and when he laughs, he is like the warm sun in spring.

Now that there is a hint of darkness between his eyebrows and eyes, the trace of depression still does not damage his handsome color at all, but it has changed from a warm sun to a bright moon, cold and lonely, and there is a sense of distance that people dare not approach easily.

Shen Qingwu says:

"I don't have a leg, but my brain is still there."

"And after I can't move and calm down, some things are more clear than before, and I can make judgments more calmly and rationally."

When he lowered his head, he was as graceful as frost, caressing the top of Shen Jun's nine hairs.

"I worked hard for you a few days ago, and my brother will help you in the future."

Shen Junjiu tilted his head slightly to look at the cold light in his eyes, smiled after a while, reached out to take Shen Qingwu's hand, put his face in his palm, and muttered with a slightly sideways face: "Okay." ”

It's good that the big brother is still there.

……

Yan Wuge stood far away under the porch, looking through the window at Shen Junjiu, who was leaning on Shen Qingwu's side, looking up at Shen Junjiu, who was obedient and coquettish with a white and tender face, his eyes were dark and gloomy.

When his eyes fell on Shen Qingwu's hand, he had an urge to chop it up.

Even he never touched the little fox's face, and she never coquettishly in front of him, but was covered in thorns.

If only she could lean on him like that......

Yan Wuge rubbed his fingers, his eyes were full of gloom, and his heart was very unhappy.

Shen Qingwu whispered to Shen Junjiu, and when he noticed that someone was looking at him, he bumped into Yan Wuge's sight as soon as he raised his head.

The unhappiness in Yan Wuge's eyes was too obvious, and Shen Qingwu saw his possessive appearance, remembered the "deal" between Shen Junjiu and Yan Wuge before, suddenly raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised lightly to reveal a shallow smile, and he withdrew his hand and patted the top of Shen Junjiu's head.

"Xiao Jiu, there is food at home, I'm a little hungry."

Shen Junjiu then remembered that her eldest brother came back from Miaofa Temple, and she was afraid that she hadn't eaten anything along the way, so she hurriedly annoyed, "Blame me, I forgot to bring food to my eldest brother, so I'll go and let people prepare." ”

Shen Qingwu said softly: "I heard Fan Xi say that your craftsmanship is excellent, I haven't tasted what you made, can you help me cook a bowl of noodles?" ”

Shen Junjiu was stunned when he heard this, noodles?

Although she didn't know why Shen Qingwu wanted to eat, how could she not satisfy such a simple wish.

Shen Junjiu nodded: "Of course you can, is it okay to braised noodles?" ”

"Okay."

"Then big brother, you rest for a while, I'll go and do it for you, if there's anything you call someone outside in, I'll be back soon."

Shen Qingwu hummed: "Go ahead." ”

Shen Junjiu carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for Shen Qingwu, helped him lean on the pillow and leaned up, and stuffed a pillow around his waist to make him more comfortable, and then retreated.

After saying hello to the person in front of the door and asking him to take care of Shen Qingwu first, he walked towards the kitchen.

Yan Wuge took a slight half step towards the corner, and the treetops leaning from the courtyard next to him happened to obscure his figure.

The night wind blew through the branches, and the shadows of the trees in the courtyard rustled.

Shen Junjiu originally had a sensitive five senses, but maybe she was worried about Shen Qingwu's injury, or maybe she was in a hurry to let him eat, but she didn't notice the figure hidden in the shadows some distance away for a while.

After she left, Shen Qingwu in the room looked out the window.

"His Royal Highness the King of the North is so sneaky, don't you feel that you have lost your identity."