Xiuhe stared at the closed carved wooden door, and a sense of crisis arose.

Strictly speaking, she is not the maid of the National Teacher's Mansion, but the big maid beside Miss Murong. Miss Murong entered the National Teacher's Mansion, and she followed in.

So in my selfishness, I naturally prefer my own miss.

She touched the plaster on her forehead, and her resentment towards Shen Miaoyan was one more serious.

Jun Tianlan put Shen Miaoyan on her small bed, took the wound medicine, and sat on the edge of the bed to apply it to her.

Shen Miaoyan looked at his skillful movements, and suddenly asked, "National Teacher, why don't you let Sister Fuyi help me apply the medicine?" ”

Jun Tianlan wrapped gauze around her ankle a few times, and got up to leave in silence.

Shen Miaoyan grabbed his sleeve: "National teacher, do you feel sorry for me?" ”

Jun Tianlan turned his head and met her eyes.

Amber eyes, shimmering with shallow cunning.

He withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "Can you be a little self-aware?" ”

With that, he left the cubicle.

Shen Miaoyan pursed her lips, touched her bandaged ankle, turned around and lay on the soft quilt, and began to think about how to get the piece of black jade unicorn.

Jun Tianlan finished reading half of the book in the study, and was waiting to go to bed in wide clothes, when he suddenly remembered that in the pear forest, the little girl was lying on the ground, raised her little head, and said with a resentful face: National teacher, can't you pick me up? You're so vicious!

Obviously he was scolding angrily, but when he remembered it, the corners of his lips unconsciously pursed a smile.

He rested his belt on the hanger and entered the east compartment.

In the east compartment, a candle was quietly lit at the head of the bed, and the little girl was lying on the quilt, her little hands tightly clutching the corners of the quilt, and her sleeping position was very ugly.

He reached out, turned her over, pulled the quilt over again, and covered her.

He blew out the candle and watched her in the darkness for a moment before turning away.

Shen Miaoyan opened his eyes and saw his back clearly through the moonlight.

The corners of his lips pursed into a smile, this national teacher, he said that he had to be self-aware, but in fact, he clearly cared about her very much.

Tsundere guy!

The next day, the little girl got up a little late, and when she finished grooming, Jun Tianlan had already gone to the morning court.

Today's sun is very good, and she sits under the eaves and says that she will embroider a few handkerchiefs for her.

Tian Xiang pulled her to kick the shuttlecock in the yard, and Tian Xiang's shuttlecock kicked very well, causing the little maids around her to applaud repeatedly.

Shen Miaoyan was clapping her hands and watching, Xiuhe suddenly came over with a plate of dim sum, and her pretty face was apologetic: "Miss Shen, it was the slave's fault that day." This plate of rose halva cake can be regarded as an apology from the slave to you. You ate a snack, so don't blame the slave? ”

Shen Miaoyan looked over, Xiuhe's forehead was still plastered, her eyes were red, and her expression was very sincere.

She raised a smile and looked quite generous: "Sister Xiuhe is really polite, I don't blame you!" ”

The two shook hands and made peace in front of everyone in the courtyard, looking like sisters.

After eating at noon, Shen Miaoyan wanted to take a nap, Xiuhe said that she wanted to accompany her, and she did not object, so she entered the east compartment.

The two were lying on the same bed, and Shen Miaoyan naturally asked, "Sister Xiuhe, are you very familiar with that Miss Murong?" ”

Xiuhe didn't expect her to ask about Miss, so she replied quite proudly: "The slave takes care of Miss to grow up, and Miss is born beautiful, and she is very liked by the National Teacher." ”

Shen Miaoyan's eyes dimmed: "Why does Miss Murong live in the National Teacher's Mansion?" ”

Xiuhe's tone was a little more proud: "Miss Murong's father, General Murong, was once the deputy general of the National Teacher. During a crackdown on bandits, General Murong died in the line of duty. Seeing that Miss Murong was lonely, the National Teacher took her to the mansion to raise her. ”

Shen Miaoyan was facing the wall, and her round eyes were dark: "Why doesn't she live with Mrs. Murong?" ”

"Madame died shortly after giving birth to Miss. Speaking of which, the young lady is very pitiful. Xiuhe said softly.

Shen Miaoyan didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and slept.

When she was in a daze, she noticed Xiuhe get up and get out of bed and walk slowly outside.

After a while, she returned, lying down lightly.

The little girl's brows furrowed slightly, but she remained silent.

In the evening, Jun Tianlan was about to return from the palace, and the Hengwu courtyard was busy.

Shen Miaoyan felt itchy when she thought of the piece of ink jade on Jun Tianlan's neck, so she ran out and stood guard at the gate of Hengwu Courtyard.

The March wind still carried a hint of coolness, he walked back with a thin cloak, and saw the little girl leaning on the door frame of Hengwu Courtyard, and her indifferent narrow eyes couldn't help but pass the warm color.

Shen Miaoyan ran forward, holding his fingers with his small hand, and his mouth seemed to be smeared with honey: "National Teacher, when I saw you today, I think you are a little taller and handsome." ”

Jun Tianlan listened to the little girl's compliment, she was in a good mood, but her face was still cold, and she said lightly: "Don't make sycophants." ”

The two walked into the bedroom, Shen Miaoyan diligently waited for him to change his clothes, and said as if unintentionally: "When we were playing in the yard today, Sister Xiuhe apologized to me in public, and also brought me a plate of rose halva cake to eat. Sister Xiuhe is so strange, she didn't apologize yesterday, but apologized today. Yesterday, I thought she was a heartless person. ”

Jun Tianlan glanced at her, she was seriously straightening his coat, as if these words were just casual words.

He stood at his desk and flipped through the notebooks on his desk.

Fu Yi walked in and blessed his body, "Master, dinner is ready." ”

Jun Tianlan turned his back to her, and his eyes only fell on the notebook.

After a while, he closed the notebook, didn't say anything, turned around and took Shen Miaoyan's little hand to eat.