Chapter 152: Emotional Wound For the diamond over 4400 plus more
At first sight, seeing Wang Shaojun appear in front of her, Xue Lan's tears suddenly turned into full of anger, and that hysterical mood exploded in an instant. She was wounded, and her right hand was useless, but her left hand was fine. This slap was followed by a kick.
Facing Xuelan, Wang Shaojun naturally would not fight back. He knew that she was in a bad mood, and he heard everything she should have heard about the conversations she had with Mu Baili, including the holy decree.
Wang Shaojun was beaten to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose. He just curled up and let her tear until Xue Lan had exhausted her vent, and then walked towards his room in a trance.
He understood that she resented him.
Silently getting up from the ground, Wang Shaojun wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and leaned against the wall to look at Xue Lan's departing back. The woman who was sleeping in the willows, showing her coldness and arrogance, was so depressed at the moment.
Her right hand was abolished, and it was abolished by Zhao Wuwu.
Now the person she likes also likes Zhao Wuwu.
It seems that all her beauty has been deprived by Zhao Wuwu, and the three words Zhao Wuwu are like Xue Lan's nemesis, the moment she appeared, Xue Lan only lost her armor.
Wang Shaojun narrowed his eyes and slowly stroked the cold mask on his face. He had nothing left, only Xue Lan was left. It can be seen that Xue Lan likes Mu Baili, but Wang Shaojun doesn't mind. After all, Mu Baili is an inhumane eunuch, and in the final analysis, he is just like himself, a waste!
What he cares about is Xuelan!
Xue Lan would never smile at him again, even though she never smiled in the first place. But he didn't want her to cry, and he didn't want her to cry.
In the sleeve, the fist is clenched.
Wang Shaojun frowned coldly, and spit out those three words coldly, "Zhao Wuwu!" β
Zhao Wuwu sneezed coldly and wrapped his shawl tightly in the carriage. In this summer weather, how can there be such a cold wind, which makes people uncomfortable.
Yun Zheng shouted worriedly outside, "Childe, are you okay?" β
"It's fine!" Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly.
It's okay on the face, but there's something in the heart. It's heavy, I always feel that something is pressing on my heart, and that weight should be just the weight of Mu Baili! Who else would dare to press on her but him?
She tried her best not to think about anything about Mu Baili, and in a short time, Mu Baili would be married, and there would be no more disputes between them. Even if he wants to play with a woman, it's time to change to Xuelan.
Xue Lan will be an irreplaceable existence, the lady of the Chitose Lord Ming Media is marrying!
Shaking his head, Zhao Wuwu tried his best to keep his mind clear.
When he returned to Tingfeng Tower, Jian Yan was already waiting under the pear tree. Seeing Zhao Wuwu come back, the corners of his lips immediately raised, and his eyebrows stretched, as clean as a breeze and a moon. He smiled at her, like the warm sun in March, warming his heart.
Zhao Wuwu looked at him with a smile, yes, Jian Yan should have been such a man.
As she walked towards him, he slowly walked towards her with his chest clutched.
"Why don't you rest?" She sat down on the stone bench with him in her arms.
Jian Yan carefully ventilated and smiled at her, "I heard that someone came to the palace, and you went out after you, I don't feel at ease to come over and take a look." Dr. Wen wouldn't let me get out of bed, but he couldn't help me. β
Zhao Wuwu glanced at Wen Gu, who was standing far away, probably because he was afraid that she would not give a good face, so Wen Su didn't dare to approach this time. Sighing helplessly, Zhao Wuwu said, "You shouldn't be so willful, someone is here in the palace, Zuo is just a trivial matter, and it has nothing to do with you." It's your injuries that concern me, that's all. β
"In the palaceβ" Jian Yan paused, "but what happened?" β
"Whether there's anything to do with you has nothing to do with the white clothes." Zhao Wuwu said, "You go back quickly!" If the wound is cracked and you lie down for ten days and a half months, my Shangshu Mansion will not be able to support you, the Shangshu Prince. β
Jian Yan couldn't help laughing, laughed a little pantically, and immediately fell on the table and shouted, "It hurts!" β
"Where does it hurt?" Zhao Wuwu was anxious, "Refresh!" β
Wen Jiu immediately ran over and looked at Jian Yan with a slightly pale face in a panic, "Is it the injury that has been involved?" β
"Nothing." Jian Yan's forehead was covered with light sweat, "It's just a little painful!" β
Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly, "It's just a weak scholar, why pretend to be like a person from the rivers and lakes, what flesh injuries are not worth mentioning." I don't know about your bones, but it's more than me! Reminisce about the past, take him back and rest! β
"Worry-free!" Jian Yan grabbed Zhao Wuwu's hand, "I want to go home." β
"Why are you in such a hurry to go back, do you really think that my Shangshu Mansion can't support you?" Zhao Wuwu looked at him meaningfully, "How many people have been fed in this Shangshu Mansion, there are dog slaves and good slaves, enemies and friends." All in all, I have a merit as well. β
Jian Yan stared at her inexplicably, as if he didn't quite understand what she meant, and seemed to know nothing.
"Go back and rest, Jian Yan, I don't want anything to happen to you." Zhao Wuwu said softly, "You should understand my thoughts." β
Jian Yan clenched her hand, "I heard that the emperor gave a marriage, Dongchang is overjoyed?" β
Zhao Wuwu's eyelashes rose suddenly, and the next moment, she quickly withdrew her hand, "You don't want to participate in the affairs of the court." β
"Then Mu Baili won't pester you anymore in the future?" Jian Yan looked at her.
"He never pestered me." Zhao Wuwu walked towards the building.
Jian Yan struggled to stand up, standing there with a gloomy expression, "Worry-free." β
She paused, and for a moment she felt like a deserter, a downcast deserter. It was Jian Yan who mentioned Dongchang, and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she ran away. But the more this is the case, the more it is a sign of weakness?
She Zhao Wuwu will not be weak even if she kills, when did she start to become so cowardly?
"Dongchang is the fierce rival of the Zhao family, I don't need to remind you of this fact, right? Now that my father hasn't come back yet, I have to talk to Mu Baili as a snake and keep the power and power of the Zhao family. When my dad comes back, everything will be back to the way it was. It is his business that he wants to marry, and it has nothing to do with anyone. Zhao Wuwu clenched his fists in his sleeves.
Jian Yan looked at her body, straightened slightly, and only felt a slight chill in her heart.
"He's a eunuch, you won't be tempted, will you?" Jian Yan asked.
Even Wen on the side was stunned for a long time, glanced at Jian Yan, and then looked at Zhao Wuwu's back.
It seemed that everyone was waiting for Zhao Wuwu's answer, but Zhao Wuwu only felt that everyone was forcing her, and an inexplicable resentment suddenly rushed to her head, and she suddenly turned around and stared at Jian Yan fiercely.
"You make it clear, what do you mean by being tempted?" Zhao Wuwu gritted his teeth, "I said, we are enemies. It's impossible in this life, in the next life, he's a eunuch, I'm a man, we, we-"
She was usually the most eloquent and eloquent, but suddenly she was short of words.
She doesn't know how to describe the current relationship, a generation of eunuchs, and traitors who are scolded by everyone in the Daye Dynasty, what kind of relationship is this? Win-win cooperation is not like win-win cooperation, fighting each other and lingering on the bed, what kind of relationship is this?
In the end, Zhao Wuwu walked away angrily.
Leaving Jian Yan standing in the wind, he rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and patted Jian Yan's shoulder, "You're too much." β
"She's never been out of control like this." Jian Yan was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"That's because you haven't really understood her, go back and rest, don't annoy her again for the time being." β
Jian Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he felt that what he said was reasonable, so he had to reluctantly leave Tingfeng Building. When he left, he glanced back at Tingfeng Lou again, and unconsciously said to himself, "I made her angry, I wonder if she will see me again?" β
Zhao Wuwu was indeed angry, and when he arrived in the study, he pushed all the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and books on the table to the ground. That kind of anger and depravity, even Yun Zheng was stunned when he looked at it.
Childe's self-control ability seems to have collapsed in an instant?
But after doing this, Zhao Wuwu felt weak in his hands and feet, and sat down on the chair with his buttocks. Looking at the empty table, Zhao Wuwu smiled slightly, "Yunzheng, am I crazy?" Just like a market shrew, crazy? β
Yun Zheng silently went to pick up things on the ground, but did not answer.
Zhao Wuwu's eyes were red, "He is going to get married, and the wedding date is at the end of the month." At that time, my dad should have come back, and maybe he could accompany my dad to his wedding. Xuelan is so beautiful, she must look better in a red wedding dress. β
"Childe is also good-looking." Yun Zheng pursed his lips and placed the book on the table.
"It's hard to let go of a burden, and a pair of skins will eventually return to the ground." Zhao Wuwu laughed twice, "That's it, after all, it is necessary in life at times, and there is no time in life to ask for it." β
Yun Zheng lowered his eyebrows, "If Childe feels uncomfortable, cry out!" β
Zhao Wuwu stood up, slowly walked to the window and stood, "I don't feel uncomfortable." "I just feel sad," Yunzheng, there are some things that you really can't get. I'm destined to be locked up in the Pavilion for the rest of my life, unlike those women. I didn't think anything of it before, but thenβ"
She paused, and the wind swayed the window from side to side.
"Let Su Xi hurry up and find the rest of the Buddha beads. Ming'er, I went to Yun'an Temple, and before my father came back, I wanted to see my mother. Zhao Wuwu's face turned pale.
Xu is in a bad mood, so even his eyes are a little wandering.
Yun Zheng looked at Zhao Wuwu worriedly, "The slave will arrange it immediately." β
Zhao Wuwu nodded, "Bring the floating life!" β
When the sound fell, Yun Zheng looked up at Zhao Wuwu in shock, and subconsciously clenched the inkstone in his hand, so that he didn't notice that his fingertips were dyed with ink. She tensed up and lowered her eyes slightly, "Slave, slave understand." β
"Don't let Jian Yan know about this matter." Zhao Wuwu added. The wind made her throat dry, and she began to cough incessantly, and her hand holding the lattice could not stop shaking. She tried hard to take a deep breath, but it seemed that all she was inhaling was cold air.
Yun Zheng was stunned, "Childe? The slave and maid immediately go and get the medicine! β
It's a pity that there are only a few pills left in the medicine bottle, which means-
Suddenly, Zhao Wuwu felt a fishy sweetness gushing out of his throat, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. The thin body shook, and instantly fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Childe!" Yun Zheng shouted.