It can only be Jiang Ziyuan.

A nine-year-old child carries a dagger with him, and he can still be so alert in the middle of the night when normal people are asleep.

Yesterday, I was still pitying the fragmented system: Oops, why does it feel that this Jiang Ziyuan is also a little black heart lotus?

"It's me, Wen Yao. I'm here to bring you medicine. ”

The girl spoke with a very nasal voice, glutinous, and at first glance it sounded like she was coquettish.

The candle flame suddenly lit up, reflecting the situation inside the house.

Jiang Ziyuan's face still had a murderous intent that had not faded, and the short blade in his hand was glowing with cold light, and it was against Wen Yao's neck.

Seeing the person clearly, the boy seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and sat down to the side, panting heavily.

"Her Royal Highness the princess came to visit late at night, which shocked Ziyuan."

Scared the cubs.

Wen Yao's expression was serious: "I'm sorry, I don't want to." ”

In order to appease the frightened teenager, and to seize the good opportunity to educate the cubs, she patiently explained to Jiang Ziyuan.

"Yan Jiang has always been at odds, if I ask the Tai Hospital to send someone to see you and deliver medicine, they will ask my father and queen to come...... Or just do superficial work and prescribe some drugs that don't have good efficacy. ”

After saying a lot of words in one breath, the tingling sensation in my throat became more obvious.

Wen Yao swallowed her saliva and sat down on the edge of the table.

"I'm going to give you my medicine."

She put the food box on the table and opened it, took out three jars from it, and said as she took it: "This jar is for the treatment of wind and cold, this jar is for nourishing the body, and this jar is ...... This jar is preserved fruit preserves. ”

Jiang Ziyuan's expression was almost untenable.

The girl took out a bunch of things that were completely beyond his expectations.

Even the candied fruit that went to Kushengjin was brought.

The corners of his mouth drooped, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was extremely guilty: "Take the medicine of Her Royal Highness the Princess?" You...... Are you sick too? But Ziyuan got sick for you? No wonder they all say I'm ...... It's a curse......"

He said it so quickly that he couldn't stop coughing halfway through speaking, cautiously watching Wen Yao's reaction.

"No," Wen Yao didn't say much, and repeated very firmly, "It's not that you gave me the sickness, and you are not a disaster." ”

She took out a roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper from the lower layer of the food box and pushed it in front of Jiang Ziyuan.

"You are sick, you have to eat more nutritious, don't think too much, the so-called lucky and evil stars in the twins are just the blind superstition of the people about ghosts and gods."

"Demons and gods do not pin the blessings and misfortunes of the world on a few children."

Wen Yao herself is an immortal, and she is very sure of what she says.

Her tone was a little serious, and her hoarse and weak voice was not as crisp and likable as yesterday, but it came into Jiang Ziyuan's ears very clearly-

"If there are really ghosts and gods, you should have mercy on them."

The palm of the rabbit demon gently touched the boy's head.

Because it was late at night, Jiang Ziyuan's soft and fluffy black hair was not tied up, and it fell naturally.

Well, it's slippery and soft, just as she imagined it to feel.

I wanted to touch it yesterday.

Although the splinter was in a difficult situation, riddled with diseases, and the quality of his hair was not good, his black hair was carefully groomed.

Love clean cubs, cute.

The rabbit demon who touched the head of the fragment was a little excited.

The girl's face was flushed, but her palms were cold.

This time, Jiang Ziyuan forcibly resisted the urge to dodge and let Wen Yao's hand caress the top of his head.

The young man's pupils were filled with emotions that rolled in an instant.