The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

As soon as Shen Qinglan woke up, she heard the sound of rain hitting the window sill and sighed, having to wait again.

Originally, if the trip back and forth went smoothly, it would only take a month at most, but I didn't expect that it would rain after seven days of travel, and it continued to rain for seven consecutive days.

After spending seven days squatting in an inn in a mountainous countryside, Shen Qinglan was so exhausted that she almost went moldy.

She was tired of looking at the bare scenery. She looked around the hall with her chin in boredom, and suddenly she saw Duan Ren standing in the corner.

He was dressed in black, with a cloak tied behind his back, holding a sword in both hands, standing there, looking like he was not easy to mess with.

There were more than a dozen secret guards surrounding him, who didn't know what they were whispering around.

After all, after seven days of squatting, the secret guards would be bored, so they would gather together and chat with the leader.

When Shen Qinglan turned his head, he happened to see Duan Ren smile slightly and gently push the head of a secret guard in front of him.

She was a little surprised that this man could still smile.

Since escorting her, she has always seen him look serious every day, and thought he was an extremely strict person when facing his subordinates. Now it seems that he is getting along with the secret guards in a relaxed manner.

Then why do you keep a straight face with yourself every day?

Shen Qinglan thought that she was also easy to get along with.

But during this period of time, Duan Ren didn't talk to her.

Except for things that must be reported, he never approaches her.

It stands to reason that this is the responsibility of a guard. She has nothing to be dissatisfied with. What does she care about being a guard?

However, Shen Qinglan was a little concerned.

It was obvious that he had taken her to eat wontons and chatted with her before. Weiwei had hugged and comforted her when she was having difficulty giving birth, and she was like a friend. He even even had a drink with her in private...

Thinking of that drinking session, Shen Qinglan was still upset.

Because he couldn't bear to drink while eating wontons before, Shen Qinglan thought that he might not be able to drink.

He had evil intentions and wanted to see him get drunk and embarrass himself so that he could make it a joke to Yun Wei tomorrow.

So she deliberately picked the night when he was not on duty, ran to his house, and dragged him to drink.

Duan Ren has retired a long time ago and is a team leader. He has his own yard. When not on duty at night, he always goes back to his house to rest.

It's not difficult for Shen Qinglan to find out. Yunwei's loud voice can wipe out Duan Ren's information.

When Duan Ren saw the little princess appearing in front of his door, he knew what she was thinking.

But Duan Ren said: "It is not appropriate for the princess to come late at night. It is better to choose a day when my subordinates can accompany the princess..."

Shen Qinglan has always ignored the red tape, "What kind of lonely man and widow? Is there no one in your yard?"

"So what if I'm alone and alone? Are you worried about what I'll do to you?"

Duan Ren: "..."

Yi Ran's emphasis is on refreshing, so Shen Qinglan rushed in with a drink in hand.

Duan Ren had no choice but to set the table and take out two wine bowls. After thinking for a while, he found two more elegant wine glasses, and then a plate of melon seeds.

There really wasn't much food to go with the wine at home, only the melon seeds that Uncle Fang bought for the parrot...

Shen Qinglan didn't know, so she happily grabbed a handful and knocked it, "I didn't realize you were still eating melon seeds at home."

Duan Ren: "...well, I bump in and out occasionally."

Shen Qinglan thought it was funny when she fantasized about Duan Ren, a grown man, chewing melon seeds and drinking wine.

The smile was as crisp as rain hitting celadon.

Duan Ren glanced at her and didn't ask why she was laughing.

After Shen Qinglan laughed enough, she asked out of curiosity: "As a team leader, do you think your monthly salary is very low?"

Because Duan Ren's yard looks so simple, with a few rooms and a yard, no flowers and plants, just two trees for shade.

There were no servants, so an old man took care of the house and boiled some water for him to bathe at night.

It's really so simple that it makes people sigh.

Duan Ren poured the wine and said calmly: "It's not bad."

The old Duke of Guo did not treat him badly, but Duan Ren was too rich and too lazy to take care of things. He just came back to sleep, so he didn't care about what he did.

Shen Qinglan said, "It's okay to be simple, but it's just too quiet, which is not good."

She likes excitement and gossip.

"Hey, I heard Weiwei say that you have retired, why don't you find a wife and live a stable life?"

Duan Ren said: "If you find a wife, you will definitely be able to be stable?"

If the heart is not stable, no one can soothe it.

Duan Ren is used to being a guard, but he won't get used to it if there are people around him.

I'd rather be alone.

Shen Qinglan thought it was because he was afraid of marrying the wrong wife, so he echoed, "That's right. If you don't find the right wife, there are many people who will make it difficult to survive."

"It's better not to rush, just take your time."

Duan Ren didn't answer any more and drank a glass of wine silently.

Shen Qinglan also hurriedly raised her glass, touched it with him, and asked: "But how old are you now?"

If he retired, he would be in his thirties anyway, right?

Duan Ren said: "Twenty-eight."

"Ok?"

"I retired three years early due to injury and thanks to the kindness of my father-in-law."

"Oh, I see."

She asked curiously, "What kind of injury is it? I think you are very healthy now?"

A wound that is fatal is also a wound of betrayal.

But Duan Ren wouldn't say anything, he just said briefly, "After such a long time, I've naturally taken care of myself."

Shen Qinglan was also very sensible, so she didn't ask any more questions, but suddenly made a calculation and said in surprise: "You are a whole round older than me."

Duan Ren: "Yeah."

Shen Qinglan joked, "At your age, is it more appropriate for me to call you Uncle Duan?"

Duan Ren also joked, "A subordinate would not dare to treat multiple nieces."

The sound of "niece" made Shen Qinglan realize, hey, she was demoted for no reason.

No, no, she still called Duan Ren and raised her glass to drink.

What are you talking about? She is here to get you drunk.

Duan Ren cooperated, and he drank when she poured it.

Drinking was really boring, but Shen Qinglan still couldn't help asking questions about the secret guard's life and his normal life, making it as if Yiran didn't have a secret guard and was curious about everything.

At the end of the question, my tongue became enlarged, and when I looked at the moon in the sky, it became two fat.

She didn't drink much of the jar of wine, and poured most of it into Duan Ren. As a result, he was as stable as a mountain, but Shen Qinglan was swaying around.

When he stood up, he fell down.

Although Duan Ren went to fish it out in time, it was still a step too late.

Shen Qinglan was sitting on the melon seed shells on the ground, dazed and confused, which was quite cute.

Duan Ren smiled rarely, but Shen Qinglan didn't see it.

He knelt down and reached out to help her, but Shen Qinglan hugged his neck directly. Her drunken eyes were misty, and her words became soft and soft, "I feel so dizzy, let me lean on you."

Then she rubbed against the crook of his neck, as if trying to find a comfortable place to nestle.

Duan Ren felt extremely uncomfortable being rubbed and wanted to let go of her.

But the drunk girl was as weak as if she had no bones. She could not stand firmly. She used him as a pillar and even scolded him coquettishly not to move.

Duan Ren couldn't hold her anywhere, so he simply picked her up.

Shen Qinglan behaved and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Shen Qinglan came here secretly because her third brother was here and she was restricted from running around at night.

So I didn't bring any servants.

If she was sent back so drunk, it would be a bad reputation for her, so Duan Ren had no choice but to send her to Huihui Mansion.

He ordered, "Uncle Fang, go get a carriage."

He usually rides a horse when he has something to do, but there is no such thing as a carriage. She is drunk and it is impossible to ride a horse.

While waiting for Uncle Fang to get the carriage, Duan Ren put the drunk Shen Qinglan back on his bed.

There is no way, there is only his bedroom and Uncle Fang here.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinglan didn't let go of him when he put him down. Instead, he pulled him down and curled his lips and said, "Why aren't you drunk?"