Chapter 201 Master, little master, he is not good!
When he caught Wei Siyun's gaze, Ping An took one foot back in panic.
——She is very afraid of Wei Siyun, even more than she is afraid of Mo Jingxing.
Although I don't know why, there is an aura about this person that cannot be offended.
It seemed that when Ping An faced him, he was born with a sense of guilt.
Her legs were too short, so she took a step back and slipped on the threshold, falling completely.
In the afternoon, Chen Linyuan showed her the injury. At this time, medicine was still applied to her chest, and her little face looked less pale, but she still couldn't help falling, causing internal injuries and she kept coughing.
The maid heard the sound and came back. Seeing that she had offended Wei Siyun, she was shocked and rushed over.
"Didn't I tell you to go back and stay? Do you still dare to go in? I have to find someone to take you back, right?"
Although the maid's voice was very low, it was very stern.
The little girl was already feeling uncomfortable. She sat on the ground and couldn't get up. She even shed tears when she was scolded. She just didn't dare to cry. She glanced at He Yunchu. She didn't look like someone to support her, but because she was afraid that it would be true.
I woke up my mother.
In the afternoon, the grandfather said that my mother was seriously injured and would not be able to wake up. If she turned into a star, she would not be able to talk to Ping An again.
Ping An doesn't want that.
"come over."
The fierce man in the room suddenly said.
Everyone in this courtyard calls him master. Just like the man who wanted to kill her, this man must be very powerful.
Although Ping An still doesn't understand what power is, he has followed his mother to many places and knows that this thing is very useful.
The maid raised her eyes in surprise. She originally wanted to pull Ping An away, but instead pulled her up.
How could she dare to disobey Wei Siyun's wishes? What's more, she couldn't understand what her master meant.
But this little girl is nothing more than the daughter of the regent of Northern Jiangsu in the afternoon. Mo Jingxing replaced the little prince and left this little bitch behind. I think the master also hated her.
There is such a commotion here again tonight, I'm afraid the master can't bear it anymore.
Think about it, even if the Crown Princess wants to keep such an eyesore, how can the Master keep it?
Considering the regent's unclear thoughts towards the crown princess, it is impossible for the master to have a good attitude towards this little thing.
Because of this, she dared to scold this little thing loudly just now.
What's the use of having a useful father? She's not recognized by others, and her mother doesn't know who she is as a lowly concubine. With such a background, she won't be afraid of even a maid.
Thinking of the maid pushing Ping An, Ping An just stood up and was a little afraid of Wei Siyun. After a moment of hesitation, he was pushed by this and bumped into the door frame again.
Wei Siyun increased his voice: "Come here."
On the one hand, Ping An really missed He Yunchu, but on the other hand, he was forced by Wei Siyun's pressure and did not dare to resist, so he endured the pain and passed.
The maid was secretly proud. She felt that the master might strangle this little thing to death in the next moment, so she would be ready to call someone to clean up the ground.
...However, when Wei Siyun reached the bed safely, he made no move to reach out and strangle her to death.
Instead, he turned sideways and moved a little away, enough to approach He Yunchu safely.
"She was injured because she was trying to save you, do you know that?"
Ping An looked at Wei Siyun in surprise, nodded, stretched out his little hand to touch He Yunchu's face, and whispered: "Mother..."
"She wasn't supposed to be your mother in the first place, you know?"
Seeing Ping An's confusion, Wei Siyun said angrily: "She has a son."
"Brother." Ping An quickly answered.
She always knew that they were looking for her younger brother, but He Yunchu never told herself that she shouldn't call her mother.
He Yunchu always said, you are my mother's favorite daughter, and my brother is my mother's favorite son. When we find my brother, we will go home.
I don't know if he was too tired, but when Wei Siyun looked at Ping An's face under the candlelight, he felt that there were two or three parts of He Yunchu's face.
——It’s not the look that’s similar, but the look. It’s like they’ve been together for a long time, and they’ve become similar without realizing it.
Touching He Yunchu's soft skin with his hands, Ping An's worry over the past few days was finally soothed.
But she was still too short, and it was very hard to stand on tiptoes beside the bed. After a while, she lost her strength, but she was unwilling to let go, so she leaned her little body and half leaned against Wei Siyun's thigh.
The peace suddenly frightened my spirit.
She didn't dare to touch this man at all - he looked like he would hit people, and he was obviously very possessive of her mother, so giving her some space was already pretty good.
She quickly stood up straight, not daring to move anymore.
However, after waiting for a while, Wei Siyun was not seen reaching out to hit her. Ping An was surprised and suspicious.
After all, she was too tired, and after a while she tilted again - still leaning on Wei Siyun's lap.
This time she felt a little more relaxed.
Wei Siyun seemed not to notice it, but still stared at He Yunchu without blinking.
...The weight on her legs was getting heavier and heavier, and the little girl finally couldn't support it anymore. She put her little hands on He Yunchu's neck and stood on tiptoes, relying on Wei Siyun. Half of her body was lying on the bed, and she gradually fell asleep.
.
Probably the familiar person gave her a sense of security, and she fell asleep quickly.
After a long while, Wei Siyun sighed, temporarily let go of He Yunchu's hand, and picked up the little thing.
There are some differences between her and Le Yu. The little girl is softer and well-behaved. She doesn't act up when she's asleep——
Not like that bratty boy.
Wei Siyun thought of some of the moments he and Le Yu spent together in the past few days, and the veins on his forehead jumped.
A boy is not as good as a girl ironing clothes.
Wei Siyun kicked off Ping An's little shoes and stuffed them into He Yunchu's quilt.
After finishing, he gently stroked He Yunchu's hair on his forehead and the bandaged wound.
"I know you don't want me to embarrass her, so wake up quickly. Your son will be taken over soon. Make sure nothing happens to you, okay?"
No one answered. He Yunchu's breathing was shallow. If her face and lips weren't so pale, she was as quiet as if she was asleep.
Chen Linyuan came over every hour to change the dressing. He knew Wei Siyun's attitude. If the other party didn't deal with Mo Jingxing immediately, he was already giving him a chance.
Of course he would not delay He Yunchu's treatment.
And tonight is the top priority. At first, He Yunchu's wound was mixed with blood and congestion, so it was difficult to determine the severity of the injury.
The specific problem can only be known by looking at the subsequent blood drainage from the wound.
So every time when the gauze was replaced and there was more congestion than blood, he would breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was the congestion that was being drained, and not constant bleeding inside the brain.
That's a good thing.
When it was almost dawn, even the congestion on the gauze after the fifth change had been greatly reduced. Chen Linyuan finally laughed: "It should be no serious problem. Let's wait until she recovers."
At this time, Cai Bing, who was ordered to ride fast to pick up Le Yu, also rushed back.
The courtyard door was pushed open, and Cai Bing, a big man, lost his composure and shouted: "Master, little master, he is not good!" This chapter has been completed!