After attacking the blackened male second, she won by lying down

Chapter 29 The Sick Man II in the Old Saying Rebirth Story (2)

Wen Nian's words successfully attracted Xie Ruyuan's attention.

He stared at the woman in front of him suspiciously, even Mo Siyue who was beside him was dumbfounded.

Why did her mother's attitude change so quickly?
But Wen Nian didn't have time to care about these things at the moment, he just wanted to restore his image in Xie Ruyuan's heart as soon as possible, so as to reduce the consequences of that slap just now.

Thinking that Xie Ruyuan killed Empress Dowager Wen first in the original plot, she panicked now.

In desperation, she took another step forward, handed the umbrella in front of the young man, and told the maid beside her, "Hurry up and get some bottles of good wound medicine."

Hearing this, the maid turned and left.

Wen Nian suddenly thought of something, stopped her, and said, "Forget it, just ask an imperial doctor to see Ah Yuan's injury."

The sudden change caused everyone's eyes to straighten. The maid was stunned, not daring to guess what the master was thinking, so she walked towards the imperial hospital with an umbrella.

Mo Siyue on the side was stunned.

Wen Nian wanted to help the boy in, but just as he touched Xie Ruyuan's sleeve, he indifferently pushed him away.

He also threw the umbrella in her hand into the rain.

"Hypocritical!" The young man gave Wen Nian a hard look, threw down four words and walked towards the house.

Looking at the young man's back full of hostility, Wen Nian seemed to see Xie Ruyuan who had been completely blackened five years later.

"No!" She shook her head violently, driving those thoughts away from her mind.

Seeing this, Mo Siyue hurried over to support her: "Queen Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Nian looked at the girl in front of him, thinking in his mind that the first step to stop Xie Ruyuan from turning black was to prevent him from developing ill intentions towards the heroine Ri Jiu.

Thinking of this, Wen Nian pretended to be dizzy: "Ayue, Ai's head is so dizzy, he's about to die!"

Hearing this, Mo Siyue really became worried, quickly summoned a few court ladies, helped Wen Nian onto the sedan chair, and flew towards Qifeng Palace.

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In the past few days, by pretending to be sick, Wen Nian managed to keep the heroine Mo Siyue by his side to take care of her.

As for Xie Ruyuan's side, she secretly ordered the palace servants to take good care of him, and even sent a little maid to his side, trying to divert the young man's attention from the heroine.

At this time, Nanyuan.

"I tell you to leave, tell you to leave, can't you hear me?!"

The boy angrily pushed a little maid out of the room.

Due to the young man's excessive strength, the little maid was accidentally pushed by him and fell to the ground, hitting her forehead against the corner of the door.

Qingqing was hit badly, and struggled to get up from the ground. She held her hand covering her forehead and took a look in front of her eyes. It was actually covered with blood.

"Stop pretending." The young man glanced at her disdainfully, "Don't think I don't know that Queen Mother Wen sent you by my side to watch over me!"

After finishing speaking, Xie Ruyuan was about to turn around and leave when he heard the sobbing sound of the little maid.

Hearing the reputation, the young man looked over, only to see the little maid in front of her who was holding her forehead and sobbing softly, and half of her face was stained red with blood.

Seeing this, Xie Ruyuan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly walked over and helped her in.

But the face is very disgusting: "Trouble!"

Although she said so, Qingqing still saw Xie Ruyuan turn around and go to the back room to get a lot of ointment, and then clumsily stopped the bleeding and applied the medicine.

After bandaging the wound, the fear in Qingqing's heart eased a bit, she slowly raised her eyes, glanced at the young man in front of her secretly, and said thank you.

Xie Ruyuan came to the Mo Dynasty two years ago as the hostage of the enemy country. In the past two years, almost no one in the palace talked to him, except for the noble Princess Siyue, everyone regarded him as a lowly ant.

Because of this, it was hard for him to trust someone, and he didn't want to suddenly have a person watching him beside him.

Xie Ruyuan glanced at the girl in front of him lightly, and said in a cold voice, "What's your name? How old are you?"

"My name is Qingqing. She will be ten years old after the Chinese New Year." The little maid replied submissively.

"What benefits did Queen Mother Wen give you?" Xie Ruyuan asked her unhurriedly.

This question stumped Qingqing. She opened her big watery eyes and looked at the young man in front of her with a puzzled face. She hesitated for a long time but couldn't say a complete sentence.

In her cognition, she is just a little servant girl, she just needs to obediently obey her master's words. As for Xie Ruyuan's question, it is really hard for her.

Seeing that the girl hadn't uttered a complete sentence for a long time, Xie Ruyuan lost his patience, picked up a bottle of ointment from the table and threw it into her arms.

The voice line was tired: "This bottle of medicine is considered to be my compensation for your medicine expenses, take it and leave!"

After finishing speaking, the boy went straight to the bed, yawned, and fell asleep on his own.

Qingqing glanced at the young man lying on the bed, and then at the ointment in his hand. He was stunned for a moment, then carefully put the bottle of ointment into his arms and sneaked into the kitchen.

Xie Ruyuan slept until the evening before getting up.

He got up and looked around the room, and found that the little maid had left, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

But the next second, he suddenly smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

Xie Ruyuan ran to the kitchen to check in confusion, but the next scene shocked him.

I saw that the little maid just now did not leave, but started cooking in the kitchen.

At this moment, the little maid was squatting on the ground to light the fire.

I don't know if it's because of carelessness or what, her face is covered with dust, and she looks like a dirty little cat.

Xie Ruyuan looked at the door for a while, and then couldn't help but say: "What are you doing?"

Qingqing was startled when he heard the sound. He raised his head and looked at the tall young man standing at the door in panic.

After a long time, she pointed to the pot in front of her and said hesitantly: "Here... I'll cook for you."

Xie Ruyuan looked at the submissive little girl in front of him, pursed his lips, and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, a burning smell quickly penetrated into the tip of his nose.

Xie Ruyuan covered his nose with his index finger and walked to the pot with a frown, "The vegetables are all burnt!"

Hearing this, Qingqing hurried over to help, her face wrinkled into a ball: "Yes... I'm sorry, my lord, I'm not very good at cooking."

"If you don't know how to do it, you still go into the kitchen?"

Xie Ruyuan scolded while taking out the vegetables in the pot.

"I... I'm afraid you're hungry."

The little maid buried her head, looking very remorseful.

She wanted to go forward to help Xie Ruyuan, but was pushed away by the latter.

After pushing away, Qingqing heard the young man spit out a sentence: "Trouble!"

Fortunately, Xie Ruyuan didn't really drive her away, or maybe she was too persevering, and she still guarded the gate of Nanyuan after being driven out by Xie Ruyuan.

After coming and going, Xie Ruyuan had nothing to do with her, so he let her live in Nanyuan.

Afterwards, he thought about it, anyway, this little maid is also a fool who hesitates to speak, so she would not dare to do anything to him.

Late at night, the two sat together to eat.

Qingqing stared at Xie Ruyuan's re-made dishes on the table, and couldn't help but praise: "My lord is really amazing, I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

Xie Ruyuan put a chopstick of greens into his bowl and snorted lightly, "That's right, if I don't know how to cook, I'll eat what you cook."

"Who knows if you will be poisoned." Finally, he deliberately added another sentence.

(End of this chapter)