After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "No, I'll just stay here."

Seeing this, Meng Huaian said nothing more.

After half an hour, Meng Huaian stood up and took out the herbs stuffed in the injured area.

Seeing that the lines near the wound disappeared and the blood that flowed out returned to its normal color, Meng Huaian began to bandage him: "Okay, it's okay now. The injury is not very serious. It will only take two months to recover." Got it!"

Jiang Fuyue's eyes were even more worried.

I have to rest for two months, and I said the injury is not serious...

Meng Huaian moved his hands very quickly and quickly gave Shen the medicine again and bandaged it. Only then did he have time to look at Jiang Fuyue: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" Jiang Fuyue sat back on the bed again and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Shen Chuan's wounds had been properly treated.

It was a bit cold at night, so Jiang Fuyue carefully covered Shen Chuan with a quilt and tucked the corners.

Meng Huaian looked at her, then at Shen Chuan on the bed, and his expression suddenly became a little ambiguous: "It seems that I can go out to play again soon?"

Jiang Fuyue turned to look at him: "Using me as an excuse again, can you come up with something new?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's new or not, as long as it's useful!" Meng Huaian waved his hand nonchalantly, "Anyway, when I go back today, I'm going to start planning where to go this time, so hurry up!"

He rubbed his hands together with a look of anticipation on his face.

Jiang Fuyue rolled her eyes and was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

At this time, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Wei Ze and Wei Ming walked in cautiously.

The two of them bowed respectfully first, and then said: "Miss, Mr. Meng, my young master...how is it?"

Meng Huaian nodded and said: "Don't worry, the poison has been cured and I have bandaged him again. He will be fine."

"You also have your own doctor. Go and tell him. I will stay here tonight and just ask him to come over tomorrow morning."

"Yes!" Wei Zewei Ming was overjoyed and went down quickly.

Seeing the two figures turning away decisively, Jiang Fuyue sighed quietly and raised her voice to call Jingzhe: "Go back and call Bai Lu over, and tell Madam Lin that some light porridge will be warmed on the stove. "

"Yes." Jingzhe saluted and left in a hurry.

"You are quite considerate," Meng Huaian raised an eyebrow, "Then why don't you want to ask Mrs. Lin to prepare a midnight snack for me?"

"What's the late night snack?" Jiang Fuyue said without even looking at him, "If it's late at night, just eat a few bites less."

Meng Huaian rolled his eyes, but he dared not speak in anger.

Why should he use others as an excuse?

Don't dare to mess with it.

Don't dare to mess with it at all.

The night became darker and darker, and the bright moon began to fade into the clouds.

Jiang Fuyue had been sitting all night, and her back had already been sore. She was about to put down Shen Chuan's hand and get up to move around, when her eyes turned and she looked into a pair of bottomless black phoenix eyes.

Even though he had just woken up, his phoenix eyes were not confused at all, they were still extremely clear and sharp.

"Sorry," Shen Chuan held Jiang Fuyue's hand, his voice a little hoarse, "I made you worry."

Before Jiang Fuyue could speak, Meng Huaian heard the noise and walked over quickly.

Meng Huaian raised his hand to feel his pulse and couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "I really can't tell. I'm in good health. I woke up so soon."

"Is everything okay now?" Jiang Fuyue said.

Meng Huaian nodded: "It's okay. I'll make a prescription and tell him to drink it three times a day. I'll come back in two days to check on the situation."

After saying that, Meng Huaian yawned, thumped his waist and left.

Jingzhe and Hanlu, who were dozing aside, also followed Meng Huaian and left, leaving the bedroom space for them.

Just as Shen Chuan was about to get up, he was pinned to the spot by Jiang Fuyue: "You knew something would happen tonight, didn't you?"

Shen Chuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Fuyue still looked straight at him.

No wonder!

No wonder I can have a good rest after tonight.

Co-authoring is such a break!

After a long time, Shen Chuan sighed: "I am sensible."

Jiang Fuyue's eyes fell on his chest.

It had just been bandaged, and there was some faint red blood oozing out.

This is his sense of proportion.

Shen Chuan shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm fine now, don't worry, I can get out of bed tomorrow."

He had no intention of letting Jiang Fuyue know about his injury.

He also ordered Wei Ze early in the morning that no matter what method he used, he must wake up before dawn.

In this way, he can go to see Jiang Fuyue as usual tomorrow, without letting Jiang Fuyue discover any clues, let alone making her worry.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ze messed up the matter again.

Shen Chuan has almost broken his heart now.

"You still want to get out of bed?" Jiang Fuyue glared at him, "Huai'an said that you will have to recover from your injury for two months!"

Shen Chuan didn't dare to talk back and nodded repeatedly: "Then I won't get out of bed. I'll lie down for two months."

He had an honest look on his face, and Jiang Fuyue looked at him and she really couldn't get angry at all.

"Ms. Lin has warmed up the porridge for you. I'll ask someone to bring it to you." After saying that, Jiang Fuyue shook off Shen Chuan's hand and stood up, walking out in a hurry.

The bedroom door creaked, and Jiang Fuyue was no longer visible.

Shen Chuan took a breath, raised his hand and pressed lightly on the wound twice. His face became a little whiter, but the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

Jiang Fuyue came back quickly with Jingzhe and Bai Lu. Bailu placed the small table, helped Shen Chuan up, and went out with Jingzhe again.

Jiang Fuyue still sat down by the bed. Seeing Shen Chuan not moving, she couldn't help but frowned: "What's wrong?"

Shen Chuan smiled and shook his head, lowered his head and took a sip of porridge.

After the warm and soft white porridge was eaten, the warmth extended into his internal organs, and Shen Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't Fuyue ask me about last night?" Shen Chuan looked at her.

"It should be related to political affairs." Jiang Fuyue said.

There are many things involved in government affairs, especially those involving Shen Chuan, so the involvement behind this matter may be even more terrifying.

Shen Chuan nodded: "You have indeed thought of it."

"The Third Prince may have been responsible for this matter, but behind it, there must be the Sixth Prince's handiwork." Shen finished the story and took another mouthful of hot porridge.

Jiang Fuyue frowned and whispered: "Didn't you say that there are secret guards sent by His Majesty beside you?"

If something gets serious in the imperial city, it will go directly to Datian. Therefore, even if the prince takes action, he will not dare to cause a big battle.

But if there were just a few people, how could they possibly hurt Shen Chuan like this.

Shen Chuan said nothing, only looked at her steadily.

Jiang Fuyue blinked, her heart feeling cold.

Unless, this is what His Majesty meant.