Can a general do whatever he wants?

After thinking about it, it is really not appropriate to go to the theater alone.

But Young Master Yan just kicked him out sullenly, because he definitely didn't want to go to the theater with him.

Could it be that he really wants to ask Mrs. Yan to go to the theater with him? ...But how can he invite Mrs. Yan to Manchun Garden with him if he is half-dumb.

Chen Ming leaned against the door of the newlywed's wooden house, holding a warm Manchunyuan theater ticket in his hand, and struggled for a while.

It happened that a maid holding a copper basin passed by, and Chen Ming reached out to stop her.

The maid bowed her head and squatted to say hello to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming pointed to the copper basin filled with water in the hand of the maid, as if asking about the use of the water in this basin.

The maid raised her eyes knowingly and replied: "This is the water that Second Young Mistress ordered us to take care of Eldest Young Master every three days."

Taking care of the water used by the young master... This is a strange thing to say.Do ordinary people hold water to wipe the body of a paralyzed person at noon?

Chen Ming, who knows a little about medical theory, knows that "wiping the patient's body at noon" is taboo.

Chen Ming grabbed the basin from the maid's hand, turned his head, raised his chin, and signaled her to go back.

The maid hesitated for a while, and half-stretched her hand to take back the water basin.But Chen Ming cast the most ferocious eyes he could, forcing the maid's hand, which was about to move to take back the copper basin, to shrink back in fright.

Didn't it mean that the young mistress of the Yan family was born as a servant?Why is her eyes more aggressive than Second Young Mistress...

The maid bowed her head, turned around and left embarrassingly.

Looking at the back of the maid leaving, Chen Ming looked at the basin in his hand and smiled triumphantly.

Now he has a reason to go back to his room to look for Yan Yue.

The door was knocked again.

The second day of the wedding was troublesome, and several waves of people had come one after another since the early morning.

Yan Yue smiled helplessly, as if the little girl who was sleeping deeply could pretend that nothing had happened, she slept until noon.

I don't know which sister-in-law sent this time.

...

It was the girl who was kicked out by herself.

"Why are you back again?" Yan Yue frowned and stared at Chen Ming, who was holding a copper basin and holding a stick beside the green yarn cabinet (the four screens in the room that separate the bed from the outer room).

Chen Ming peeked at Yan Yue who was lying on the bed, twitched for a while, and took a few steps forward.

"If you want me to accompany you to see some opera, you'd better go. Little girl, don't keep chasing after her."

Chen Ming shook his head, and took a few steps closer. When he was five steps away from the bed, he knelt down and slowly poured out the water in the basin in front of Yan Yue.

The water flowed across the smooth stone slabs and flowed elsewhere along the gray cracks in the ground.

Yan Yue looked at Chen Ming's action with raised eyebrows, and was delighted: "Do you still know some medicine?"

Chen Ming raised his head and looked at Yan Yue with a flash of light in his eyes, which was different from the lifelessness in the eyes of those people in the Yan family compound, which moved Yan Yue for a moment.

"Girl, sit here, I have something to tell you." Yan Yue glanced at the empty seat on the edge of the bed and signaled Chen Ming to sit down.Chen Ming sat obediently by the bed, looking like a lady of every family.

"You snatched the water that the second sister-in-law sent someone to wash me with?"

Chen Ming nodded, his cute and cute appearance made Yan Yue want to rub her head.

If only he could move.

"After my accident, the second sister-in-law did a lot of things secretly to prevent me from getting better... She wiped my body at noon, thanks to her ability to figure it out... By the way, girl, in fact, I I wanted to tell you one thing at night, but you fell asleep."

Chen Ming gently touched Yan Yue's lips with his hand.

"Don't want me to tell?"

Chen Ming shook his head.

If Yan Yue didn't say anything, Chen Ming could probably guess that the young master of the Yan family wanted to remind himself of the relationship between the second young mistress and the old lady Yan.

"Ok?"

So what does this clever girl mean?A hint of interest flashed in Yan Yue's eyes.

Chen Ming raised Yan Yue's hand on the bed, put his broad hand on his lap, and ran his fingers across his palm one by one.

Yan Yue didn't understand at first, but after Chen Ming gestured a few more times.

Yan Yue's face turned from curiosity to surprise.

"You can write?"

Chen Ming, who was writing seriously with his head down, raised his head and smiled when he heard this sentence.

Like the warm wind in February, the snow is blowing up.

Yan Yue's heart skipped a beat again, and he seriously felt the strokes written by Chen Ming in his palm.

"now."

"exist."

"I."

"Come."

"According to."

"Take care of you..."

Yan Yue looked thoughtfully at the girl beside the bed who was seriously writing on her hands... This girl is really... easy to like...

Chen Ming didn't know why he wrote this sentence, probably because he felt that in the Yan family compound, the only person he could rely on in his next life was the paralyzed young master of the Yan family.

The agreement reached by the dependents is always triggered under very delicate circumstances.