Pretty Her

After Yan Wan formally became the medicine man of that night, Yu Yan found that his cheaper sister seemed bolder than he thought.

If the other person becomes a medicine man in this situation, I'm afraid that it will be too late to hide. She is different. She likes to come forward to him.

Not in the day, but quietly ran over at night. Wearing a green bamboo cape, weak and weak, when knocking on the door of his house, his voice sounded like a little milk cat, "Brother, I'll see you again."

After she entered the room, and asked Jiao Jiao Jiao Jiao, she sat down in the pear-wood chair in the corner and looked at it quietly with a book. He frowned and asked why she came over in the evening, and she answered very sweetly: "I'm afraid of my brother's illness, it's hard to sleep and eat, just come and see."

Her words were dripping, and he couldn't make a mistake and had no reason to make a mistake.

She never annoys him, comes here every now and then and leaves. He processed the official documents at night and slept late, sometimes he was really tired. He opened his eyes and opened her eyes with her cape beside her. "Brother rested earlier, next time Awan Come again, brother. "

When he was in the same room with someone else, he rarely spoke more than five words. He really doesn't like to talk to people. Even if he has thought of being good to others, he just gives more rewards to his belongings, and doesn't want to take care of his feelings emotionally. He understood it well, holding Jinshan Yinshan in front of the person, and as for the others, he couldn't give it or disdain.

The bond between people will only increase their annoyance. He has been tortured by illnesses since birth, has a thorough understanding of the world, has been indifferent since he was a child, and never wastes his feelings on anyone. No matter what he does, he can count it clearly.

The whole speech government is his. Even if Wan Wan is not willing to be his medicine man, he can only obey in the end.

It stands to reason that he need not coax her.

At first it was after taking blood. Because of the precedent of feeding medicine and sugar that night, she would wait in the room every time she took blood, and after he recovered, handed the medicine bowl and sugar jar to him.

His rare tenderness forced him to become a habit. Later, without mentioning her, he would feed her.

Probably for this reason, she especially looks forward to the day of taking blood, sometimes looking straight at him and asking him, "Brother, why don't you get sick?"

He knew her life, her helpless orphan girl, and her parents did not know her whereabouts. She was admitted to the government as a maid of the room, and her father never approached her, only to give her a meal to feed her. She had never been taken care of by anyone.

By all accounts, she was also alone.

Someone who has never enjoyed a day of affection suddenly sees the dawn. It is reasonable that she has expectations of him and likes to stick to him.

Except for the day when blood was taken, usually when she came over, he would also try to talk to her, probably because her face was so pitiful that he even started to respond to her coquettishness.

Sometimes he was too busy to talk to her all night and put a rosewood box at the corner of the table.

Girls are pretty. In the red sandalwood box, sometimes it was Buyao, sometimes it was jade. The next time she came, she always wore the jewellery he sent with joy.

She ran into his house more and more. At first, he voluntarily ran over once every seven or eight days, but gradually, he came every day.

At first, he didn't care much, and he didn't dislike her anyway. What she wanted to do, let her do it. He was confident that he would not expect anything from anyone, whether it was family or friendship, and he never remembered who he was. This time, I was a little confused.

He found that he was thinking of her when he was outside. When she looks at the beautiful Zhuhua, she will also think of her.

One time playing chess with the little emperor in the Royal Study Room, the little emperor said that the peony blooming in the city was spectacular, and somehow he suddenly came up with the sentence: "The four sisters in Weichen's house are more beautiful than that peony."

He rarely mentioned the younger sisters in the house to outsiders, and when he just came out, he was startled.

The little emperor said with a smile: "If you can get praise, the four girls must be all over the country. If you have the opportunity, Lu Ding will meet up."

Speechless.

She is truly born with a unique look of flowers and moons, especially those clear black eyes, eye waves flowing, spring wind, summer rain, autumn frost and winter snow.

She's cute, but it's too cute. After speaking back to God, he found that he had been completely immersed in this kind of intimate siblings.

She drank her blood, and the blood flowed to her heart and brought her in.

Words don't like being tripped. I don't like it very much.

After he returned from the palace, he read in the study as usual, and she came at night, but he didn't talk to her.

She glanced at him, her eyes were very hot, usually she looked at him with such eyes, he would ask her, what happened to her, but today did not ask.

She blinked and looked at him for a long time without saying a word.

She stood up and walked lightly, making a circle around the house, and finally couldn't help but asked him softly, "Brother, don't you have a rosewood box today?"

He thought of his own morbidity today, and threw it coldly: "No, you have enough jewellery, and there will be no more rosewood boxes in the future."

She twisted the corner of her dress in frustration and muttered quietly: "As long as it was sent by my brother, it's not too much."

He frowned and continued to open the book in his hand.

She moved the broken steps to him, and wanted to study ink for him. As soon as her hand touched the ring platform, he patted him with a book.

"No need to write tonight, if you can't sit still, go back to your own room."

The girl stared at him sternly, "If I go back, my brother suddenly becomes ill ..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted with a cold voice: "If I have an illness, I will send someone to invite you."

The young girl bit her red lips lightly and carefully, and asked aggrievedly, "Brother, what is Wanwan doing wrong that makes her elder?

He stroked the jade fingers on his thumb subconsciously and rubbed in dismay.

Her only mistake was that the blood was so delicious that he couldn't refuse her sticky and coquettish. She dangled in front of him every day, so that he became interested in her.

He said that he never cared about anyone. He had so little affection that he didn't want to give it to anyone. He only cares about himself.

This sister occupied him so much thought that he panicked.

The words slowly said: "You did nothing wrong."

The young girl's voice was getting quieter: "Why the hell, my brother treats me today, different from usual ..."

He looked aloof, didn't look at her, and was afraid he would be moved by her poor looks.

He told her lightly: "You came to me too often."

No need to look, he knew that her eyes must be full of water vapor at this moment. Tearful staring eyes, want to cry without crying, blinking and staring at people, can see people's hearts broken.

His hand reached into the cuff, his fingertips touched the handkerchief, he wanted to take it out and handed it to her, hesitated for a long while, and finally retracted his hand.

Nothing more.

Little girl's house, a few tears are not a big deal. For him, as long as she didn't bleed, everything was easy to say.

He ignored her, leaving her to stand in the middle of the room in a quiet atmosphere.

For a moment, the girl rubbed her eyes and yelled, "Awan doesn't bother the elder brother, this will retreat." She walked to the door, thinking of something, and then turned back: "If the elder brother is sick, you must send someone to tell me immediately. "

He nodded, heartless: "I know."

After the girl left, the housekeeper entered the house to change the tea, seeing the book on the desk, still staying on the page one hour ago. The book was spread, but no one read it.

The words leaned against the book chair, frowning, as if in a daze.

The steward thought that he was thinking about the affairs of the court again, and changed the hot tea lightly. Thinking of the scene when the girl left, he curiously asked: "What happened to the four girls, when they left, their eyes were red and they cried. Sad."

The words stared at him.

The steward did not dare to ask any more, and immediately snored, and hurriedly changed tea to go out.

When the housekeeper went out, the tightly frowning brow of the words still hadn't stretched, and the candlelight jumped off, printed on his face, and half of the cold face was printed.

What is there to cry.

The girl's house is trouble.

For a long time, he closed the book impatiently, and coldly instructed the housekeeper outside the house: "Send a can of crisp candy to the four girls."

On the second day, Yanyu criticized the discounts in the room and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Looking up, there was no individual in the corner.

She had not yet come when the time had passed.

He lifted his pen and put it down, but eventually he could not hold back, and sent someone to look for her quietly.

Although he didn't want to have too close relationship with her, he didn't mean to alienate her.

The housekeeper went to the small courtyard and found that Yan Wan was not in the room and asked the girl next to her, who didn't know. Normally, she went out at night and never said, no one knew her whereabouts.

"Probably where to go for a break, it's in the house, and it can't be lost."

After hearing the words, an inexplicable anxiety rose in my heart, but I didn't keep asking.

After a while, noise was heard outside the house.

The housekeeper brought Lu Yu into the room, crying and crying, she fell to the ground: "Begging for the rescue of the four girls, she was pushed into the lake by the six girls, just rescued, almost out of breath!"