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Return to the General's Mansion.

Helian Wenyin was forced to stay in the Bamboo Cinema by Mo Yanjue.

She mentioned several times that the people in Qingying Pavilion had returned, but Mo Yanjue interrupted, "You were kidnapped and injured. Those people couldn't take care of you. Now you have to help patients in the military camp develop antidotes. It’s safer to live in the Bamboo Cinema.”

As long as the hole poked with a hairpin doesn't come into contact with water, it will soon scab over, so it's not a big deal at all.

But Mo Yanjue was very persistent.

Helian Wenyin had no choice but to compromise.

The strange thing is that there is no movement from Mrs. Mo, and she seems not to care about their affairs.

Therefore, Helian Wenyin, who was labeled as an injured person, had to take care of bathing and dressing by Mo Yanjue himself.

After a few days, she actually got used to it.

Feeling at ease and enjoying someone's meticulous care.

"I didn't realize that General Mo is so good at serving people."

There were more intimate contacts, Helian Wenyin smiled and joked.

I am much more courageous than before.

She has already prepared the antidote.

The symptoms are divided very clearly according to their severity.

I wish I could write my name.

Therefore, it is not too strange to take it to the dungeon for He Liancheng and his son.

Helian Wenyin discovered that Mo Yanjue, apart from not being very talkative, was quite good at taking care of others.

That soft and delicate look was really inconsistent with his strong and upright body.

Just like now, Helian Wenyin was placed in the bathtub.

The water temperature was just right, and he held his arms on the edge of the barrel. There was a shelf next to it, with a long handkerchief hanging on the shelf.

For those who didn’t know, I thought someone was committing suicide. In fact, the handkerchief was used to hang her arm to prevent the water in the bucket from overflowing and getting wet on the wound.

Mo Yanjue did all this himself.

After wrapping her arms, he turned around, picked up the water in the bucket, and helped her rinse her hair one by one.

Helian Wenyin just lay on her back, as comfortable as a disabled person.

To be honest, she wouldn't get the wound wet by washing it herself, but every time she wanted to refuse, Mo Yanjue would frown and look cold, as if she wanted to deprive him of any rights.

He didn't like to talk, but looking at his expression, he seemed very happy to help her take a bath.

Especially when washing her hair, the movements were gentle, like embroidery, for fear of pulling any hair and hurting her.

She felt drowsy every time she lay on her back in the bucket.

After washing, he picked up a dry handkerchief and helped her wrap her long hair. He also carefully checked whether there was anything missing before continuing to help her scrub her body.

This was also the moment that made Helian Wenyin most embarrassed.

Every time those touches made her blush and her heartbeat seemed to be absent, she felt that he did it on purpose.

But when she looked away and was about to get angry, Mo Yanjue seemed to be unconscious, and his nonchalant expression drove her crazy.

Her anger could not be expressed and it was still hitting the cotton, so she raised her legs and naughtily used her toes to stir up water and splash it on Mo Yanjue's face.

Mo Yanjue was not angry, he patiently held her feet, put them into the water, and muttered, "Naughty, be careful of catching a cold!"

Helian Wenyin's face was full of anger, but in fact, a warm current passed through her heart.

After washing, she was naturally wrapped in a quilt and carried to bed by him.

These movements seem to be getting more and more skillful and done in one go.

After that, Mo Yanjue was very honest and did nothing. He covered her with a quilt and went to the clean room to wash up. Then he lay back beside her and rubbed her into his arms.

Before going to bed, he would gently sniff in her ear.

The heat made her whole body feel soft.

She might even think that Mo Yanjue has fallen in love with her?

But as soon as the thought came, she immediately extinguished it.

Although she lived a well-fed life in the mansion, she did not have a serious status.

And I don't know if those servants did it on purpose, specifically picking on Mo Yanjue to whisper when he wasn't around.

What can I say? Miss Wen is really calm and willing to be a minor concubine with no name or status. Maybe one day the general will be unhappy and send him away again.

Therefore, Helian Wenyin knew that everything in front of her was nothing more than a temporary illusion.

Maybe Mo Yanjue was just a novelty to her for a while, and when the novelty wore off, there would be no need for her little Tongfang to exist.

She doesn't care.

Once Mu Jiu is ready to respond, she can leave.

All she was doing now was to make General Mo think that she was obedient, obedient, centered on him, and relied on him for everything.

Let him and even Madam Mo relax their vigilance.

In fact, no one knew that she was secretly competing with Mrs. Mo.

When she was sent away that day, she already noticed that there were secret guards following her. But that person was not protecting her, but following her.

From that moment on, Helian Wenyin became vigilant, knowing that Mrs. Mo was already suspicious of her, but she was not sure of her suspicion yet.

Therefore, the scene of being kidnapped by bandits was played out quite realistically. A kick is a real kick, and a beating is a real beating.

Surprisingly, Mo Yanjue arrived very quickly, much faster than she expected.

Mother and son have not seen each other these days, presumably because of the disagreement over that matter.

As soon as he returned from the military camp, Mo Yanjue was called by Mrs. Mo.

She didn't know what the mother and son were talking about.

Helian Wenyin was still very nervous at that time. She had already met her father and brother. As long as the plan went smoothly, their family could escape from Daewoo. If Mrs. Mo found out about her at this juncture, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted? ?

What Helian Wenyin didn't expect was that from that day on, Mo Yanjue seemed to be a little nicer to her.

Those who can do it themselves will never use the hands of others.

In particular, there are more coaxing words than before.

Before the two of them fell asleep, he would habitually rub her ear against her temples. Sometimes he wouldn't say anything, and sometimes he would ask her, "Xin'er, when you recover from your injury, would you like to give me a baby?"

Helian Wenyin always smiled tenderly and buried her face in his chest in embarrassment.

But today, she seemed to want to make a joke, looking at him with her crystal eyes mischievously, "The general's eldest son should be born to his first wife, otherwise he will be laughed at by the courtiers. The general asks me every day if he wants to marry me." Wife?"

When she said this, she had some thoughts of being hypocritical as a woman, and she also wanted to know if Mo Yanjue really liked her.

But then, Mo Yanjue stopped talking, and his breath became obviously colder. He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, raised his hands to support the back of his head, lay down and looked directly at the ceiling...

Don't know what to think.

Helian Wenyin pursed her lips, withdrew from his chest, and then said calmly, "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

He didn't know whether he was disappointed or laughing, but Helian Wenyin laughed at his own stupidity in his heart.