Quick Transmigration: The vixen is entangled by the sickly school grass

Chapter 225 The scent of tea overflows from the sickly husband
"how?"

Shu Wenyan's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and his black eyes were filled with complex emotions of expectation and tension.

The boy smiled brightly, and said in a brisk tone, "Congratulations, it's done!"

Only then did Shu Wenyan's heart settle down, and a rare gentle joy lingered on Qingjun's face, "Okay, I deserve a reward."

The servant respectfully accepted the reward, and said with a smile, "Master, you just have to wait for tomorrow to receive the order!"

Shu Wenyan nodded, and now he was in the mood to eat with chopsticks.

After washing, he lay on the bed, but couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

All kinds of getting along with the master kept coming to mind, especially the charming appearance of the first two masters when they got close to him, which made Shu Wenyan's cold face shrouded in a wave of desire.

How can I do such an intimate thing with Master soon?
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and it was only when the sky was about to dawn that he felt faintly drowsy, covered in sweat, and fell asleep uncontrollably.

However, in his sleep, Master still didn't let him go...

"Master! Master! Wake up!"

It wasn't until Shu Yan's excited voice kept echoing in Shu Wenyan's ears that he lazily turned over, opened his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he rarely loses his temper, Shu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little strange, his master's work and rest schedule was extremely standard, and he never stayed in bed, what happened today?
Before he knew it, Shu Yan asked what was in his heart, "Master, you are not feeling well? Why is your forehead covered with sweat? Do you want to call the doctor?"

Shu Wenyan slowly woke up from the misty and intoxicated dream. Hearing this, he subconsciously wiped his forehead. All kinds of absurd things in the dream came to his mind again. The tips of his ears turned red uncontrollably. The last bit of calmness, "No need, what is it?"

As the question was uttered, Shu Wenyan finally remembered the most important thing, the imperial decree he asked for is coming today!
"But... the imperial decree is here?"

Shu Wenyan sat up from the bed excitedly, and was about to change his clothes in a panic.

Shu Yan hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, Eunuch Zhang is still on his way!"

Shu Wenyan didn't slow down because of this, but his crimson lips curled up in a joyful arc.

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"Princess! Not good!"

Qin Ruiling was still in a sweet sleep when she was woken up by Hongmei's eager and loud voice.

She covered her ears in dislike of the noise and turned to the back of the bed, trying to stay away from the noise.

However, Hongmei's cries got closer and closer.

Qin Ruiling opened his eyes helplessly, Tao Hua's eyes were full of tiredness and displeasure, "If there is nothing important, be careful that I will fine you a month's salary!"

At this moment, Hongmei can control Qin Ruiling's threats, she threw herself into her arms with a small face in mourning, and said with a choked voice, "Princess! The holy decree gave you a betrothed son-in-law!"

"What?" Qin Ruiling sat up in shock, his eyes widened in surprise, "Who?"

Hongmei wiped her tearful eyes, "Prime Minister Shu's son, Shu Wenyan!"

"Who?" Qin Ruiling narrowed his eyes, "Why didn't I know that Shu Jisan had a son?!"

Hongmei explained to her, "Prime Minister Shu's son was sick and weak since he was a child, and was sent to his hometown to be raised after he fell into a coma when he was young, so after so many years, everyone has almost forgotten that Prime Minister Shu actually has a son."

Qin Ruiling frowned, somehow reminded of that sick child Yuan Xi.

(End of this chapter)