When Yan Ruozhen returned to the mansion, Yinying was drinking morning tea alone.
"Yin Fei, you are drinking tea alone. Where are the second prince and the princess?" she asked.
Yin Ying went crazy and couldn't remember what happened yesterday. He asked back: "Of course I was drinking tea alone in my palace. How could I get involved with the second prince and the princess? You haven't woken up yet."
What? Go and sweep away the leaves in the courtyard, don’t just sit here."
"I obey, little one." Yan Ruozhen did not dare to disturb her.
Go out and find a servant by yourself and ask where the second prince has gone.
The servant told her that the princess came to pick up the second prince early in the morning and did not know where they were going.
Taking advantage of the time she had now, she promised Hua Qingcheng something and hurriedly completed it.
In the martial arts gym, Wu Yangjun was absentmindedly teaching her apprentice how to use the wooden stick. As soon as she picked up the wooden stick, she recalled the scene when she broke Hua Qingcheng's legs.
The apprentice couldn't hold the wooden stick steady and hit her. She didn't recover at all and tried to dodge. The wooden stick hit her nose directly, causing her nose to bleed.
"Ajun! Why don't you hide away?" Yan Ruocheng happened to come in and saw this scene happening.
"It's okay, I'll wipe the blood..." Wu Yangjun said gloomily and walked towards the inner courtyard.
Yan Ruozhen followed her, and when she walked into the inner hall, she staggered a bit, stood firm, and continued walking.
"Ajun, why don't you sit down first and I'll help you look at the wound."
"Need not."
Yan Ruozhen felt that something was wrong with her. Not only was her face a little pale, but her mental state was even worse.
Wu Yangjun insisted on walking to the water tank, stroking the water crazily and slapping her face hard. She was not washing her face, but venting her emotions.
The weather has turned a bit cooler today, and I looked at her until she was half soaked.
Yan Ruozhen couldn't help but went over to stop her from venting anymore, and persuaded her: "Ajun, don't be like this. The weather is getting colder and you will easily catch wind and cold. Go in and change clothes."
"Ruozhi, what should I do? I can't forget him..." Wu Yangjun clutched the edge of the tank, lowered his head, and said in a low mood.
"This is normal, you don't need to force yourself." Yan Ruocheng said comfortingly.
"What should I do? The more I want to forget him, the more I think about him. Now, no matter what I do, his shadow will appear. Even in my dreams, he appears, like a ghost that never goes away. I
I'm going crazy, vomiting!" Wu Yangjun said excitedly, then retched.
"Calm down, don't be so excited, and breathe slowly." Yan Ruocheng helped her stretch her back.
After she finished retching, he helped her back to the side room.
He helped her change out of her half-wet clothes, and when she wanted to feel her pulse, she immediately retracted her hand.
"Ajun, are you pregnant?" Yan Ruocheng could tell even without feeling her pulse.
This sentence made Wu Yangjun's eyes widen a little, but he didn't speak.
"Keep your body warm first, don't catch cold." Yan Ruocheng picked up the quilt and covered her body, reached out to hold her hands, squatted down and said slowly: "Ajun, I'm pregnant with you.
There’s nothing to worry about, don’t let your mind wander. You need to talk to the playboy about this.”
Wu Yangjun nervously grabbed her hand and said, "Don't tell him, but he's gone too. He won't come back here again."
"My legs are broken, where can I walk?" Yan Ruocheng said helplessly.
"How do you know? Have you met him?" Wu Yangjun asked anxiously.
"He is still recuperating in that inn in the city. I just went to treat him yesterday. The fever does not go away and his legs are inflamed. His legs are almost dead." Yan Ruocheng deliberately said it more seriously to let her
I feel sorry for Hua Qingcheng.
"Then how is he now? Are there any old problems in his legs?" Wu Yangjun was not only distressed, but also extremely worried. Hearing from Yan Ruocheng that Hua Qingcheng was so serious, he regretted it very much.
On impulse, I broke his legs. He was usually so weak that it would really hurt him to death.
"It depends on whether he is willing to cooperate with the treatment and whether he is willing to take good care of his injuries. Yesterday he didn't even take medicine and looked like he was about to die. It really almost scared me to death. Ajun, I think your relationship problem is
Put it aside for now, he needs you very much now and wants to see you. Can you go and see him?" Yan Ruozhen saw that she was very worried about Hua Qingcheng, so he took the opportunity to persuade her.
"I won't see him again. I broke his leg. He should hate me as much as he should. He shouldn't see me again." Wu Yangjun tightened his grip on the quilt and said in refusal.
"You just said you can't forget him, so don't fight with your heart, okay? You broke his leg, so you should be more responsible to take care of him. It's your fault to hit someone first, no matter what the reason is,
In short, this is something you should be responsible for. Ajun, you can't be so unethical? At least you have to take care of him and let his legs heal on their own, and you will feel better." Yan Ruocheng stood.
Educate her thoughts from a neutral perspective.
"Yes, you can't be unethical. It was my fault to hit him first. Let's treat him as a victim for the time being. Let's go! Go and see him now." Wu Yangjun was finally persuaded by Yan Ruocheng.
Someone in the inn's upper room said, "Ouch! It hurts...! Can you rub it? The more you rub it, the more painful it will be!" Hua Qingcheng angrily yelled at the servant.
The servant boy was very innocent. He didn't even know where the acupuncture points were. He was forced to come over and help him rub his feet, but he was yelled at.
"Master, why don't I call the girl from last time? I really don't know how to knead."
"There's no need for you to rub it. Ruozhi said she would come, so there's no need to find her. Go get a basin of warm water and apply it on me."
"Yes, little man, go right away."
As soon as the servant opened the door and was about to go out, he saw Yan Ruocheng coming with Wu Yangjun.
"Girl, just come here, the young master is angry." The servant reminded kindly.
"It's okay, I brought his favorite candied haws. He will definitely be very happy." Yan Ruocheng joked with a smile.
The servant boy didn't understand what she meant, so he nodded and left without disturbing her.
"Master Hua, how do you feel today?" Yan Ruocheng walked in first. Wu Yangjun came to the door, hesitated and hid aside, before walking in.
"It hurts like being bitten by a million ants. I feel like my legs are no longer my own." Hua Qingcheng looked at the door. Except for Yan Ruocheng, there was no figure of Wu Yangjun at all.
He said to himself: "She really doesn't have the guts to come over."
"Already here." Yan Ruocheng turned around to see where the person had gone.
"Ajun?" She walked back to the door and pulled Wu Yangjun in who was hiding by the door.
Hua Qingcheng looked at Wu Yangjun quietly, looking her up and down. She hadn't seen her for a while, but she had lost so much weight.
At the same time, Wu Yangjun was also staring at him, looking at his desolate look, his heart was pinching and tingling.
"You guys chat slowly, I'm going to buy some medicine." Yan Ruozhi found an excuse to sneak out, not to block their conversation.
After Yan Ruocheng went out, Wu Yangjun turned away and pretended to be indifferent and said: "It seems that this injury has made it very inconvenient for you. You are still here and have not gone back to get a wife. I am really sorry."
"I'm just sorry? Should you kowtow and admit your mistake to me and ask me to forgive you for breaking my legs so cruelly! Is your heart made of iron?" Hua Qingcheng frowned and said angrily.
"Just treat it like it's made of iron." Wu Yangjun didn't make any unnecessary explanations.
"Then what are you doing here? Are you going to scold me before you feel comfortable?" Hua Qingcheng became more and more excited as she spoke. She leaned toward her, and her legs wobbled unfortunately.
"Ah!" He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly in pain, clutching his thighs with both hands, and his body was about to tilt, and he almost fell off the bed.
Wu Yangjun's body movements were much more honest than his mouth, and he quickly went over and held him firmly in his arms.
Hua Qingcheng leaned in her arms, shaking slightly all the time.
"sorry......"
"I don't want to listen to you, I'm sorry! Hiss...it hurts..."
Wu Yangjun saw him sweating profusely in pain, and gently rubbed his thighs, saying, "I will take care of you until your injury heals on its own."
"Really? It won't make me hurt more, right?" Hua Qingcheng felt happy in her heart when she heard her say this, but she said it deliberately.
"No, I will be more careful." Wu Yangjun answered deliberately in a dull manner, without adding any meaning to it.
Hua Qingcheng pretended to be weaker and said: "It hurts... try harder... suddenly I feel so cold..."
Wu Yangjun didn't care whether it was true or not, so he pulled the quilt to cover him and hugged him tighter.
"Is it still cold?"
"It's a little warm, I have a headache, I want to take a nap."
Hua Qingcheng rested her head on her chest, and Wu Yangjun let him do whatever he wanted. As long as he felt comfortable.
She listened to her heart, and it turned out that she valued him so much. Seeing his legs that were drooping and weak between the wooden boards, her heart ached and felt uncomfortable.
Yan Ruocheng and the servant brother were outside peeking at the situation inside.
"The young master likes this rough-tempered girl so much?" the servant boy couldn't help but ask.
"Come here, I have something to ask you?" Yan Ruocheng dragged the servant further away, and then asked: "Has the date been set for your young master to marry a daughter of a wealthy family?"
"Not yet. The young master has never agreed to this marriage. That's why the master sent me to take the young master back, but something happened about his broken leg. I am also annoyed. I don't know how to explain it to the master?" The young servant
Brother said helplessly.
"So, he himself doesn't want to marry at all, but just like Ajun, he forces himself to do the opposite. Alas! These two people are so dishonest." Yan Ruozhen analyzed it and said to himself.
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"Just keep the matter of your young master's broken leg from your master for now, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get away if we pursue it." Yan Ruocheng threatened him and said.
"How long will it be hidden?" the servant asked.
"Hide it until you heal. At that time, all problems will be easily resolved." She said confidently.