Dressed as a high-risk occupation

A door cut off Shen Yan's line of sight, and the sound outside was faint. Zhu Ru and Zou Cunsong could vaguely hear a few words of negotiation, and finally the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared.

Jiang Wen'an kept staring at Shen Yan, seeing that his face was extremely ugly, his hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were hidden between his drooping bangs.

"Why?! Why don't you let me kill him?"

The glazed vase placed on the table was dropped by him, and it shattered with a "bang".

"why?!!"

Zhu Ru's voice came from outside the door: "Sir, what happened?"

"Bang" a kettle hit the door, and the tea in it flowed down the door, wet the ground.

Zhu Ru began to knock on the door: "Sir, open the door."

Jiang Wen'an took a deep breath, and said to the outside: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

Shen Yan smashed whatever he saw.

He rarely broke down and roared: "Why!!"

Jiang Wen'an quietly let him vent, until a small cup hit his forehead.

"Hiss—" He clutched his forehead, feeling helpless as if disaster had come from heaven.

Shen Yan finally stopped temporarily, staring straight at Jiang Wen'an with red eyes.

He opened his lips slightly, but hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head fiercely.

"Are you feeling better?"

Enduring the pain on his forehead, Jiang Wen'an approached the little guy step by step: "What are you in a hurry for?"

Just one step away, with the toes touching, Jiang Wen'an held his shoulders, forcing him to look up and look at him: "Yes, he has come to Nongxue Pavilion, I can catch him and let you kill him." killed him."

"and then?"

Jiang Wen'an paused for a moment: "Then wait for the emperor to investigate and the prince to suppress you, right?"

Shen Yan's eyelashes fluttered twice, unwilling to look directly at Jiang Wen'an's oppressive gaze.

"It's not impossible to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, but now we can't guarantee that the resulting situation will not be killing one thousand enemies and losing one thousand and two."

"Those who achieve great things don't care about small details. When they are not sure to protect themselves, one word: forbearance."

The crow's eyelashes are slightly moist.

Jiang Wen'an's heart was moved, and he secretly sighed.

After all, you are still a child, so you shouldn't rush it.

Just teach slowly.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen'an tried to soften his tone: "I'll help you, okay?"

Shen Yan suddenly raised his eyes at this moment, his voice choked with sobs: "Why help me?"

Jiang Wen'an knew that it would be difficult for him to gain his trust in a short period of time, so he could only treat him sincerely and try his best to raise the cub.

Gotta take it slow.

"Because I know that my sister's death has nothing to do with you. I shouldn't blame you for all these years. Can you give me a chance to make it up?"

Shen Yan looked at him, and asked after a while: "How long is the compensation?"

His mother said that he would grow up with him, and Mammy also said that he would always be by his side.

But soon gone.

Jiang Wen'an was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Shen Yan would ask this topic, so he didn't reply immediately.

Under Shen Yan's slowly cooling eyes, Jiang Wen'an gave the answer that he had thought about for a long time.

"Until you don't need me."

He couldn't promise anyone easily, since the mechanical voice he heard before passing through the book told him to help the fifth prince ascend to the throne, then the moment when he ascended the throne was the moment when he was not needed.

At that time, he can leave naturally.

Shen Yan was just silent.

His hair was wet after some nonsense just now, and Shen Yan saw clearly that the wound on his forehead seemed to have been treated hastily, and Jiang Wenan didn't notice any abnormalities when it was covered by his hair.

Now soaked in sweat, there are faint signs of pus.

Just don't get infected.

Jiang Wen'an resigned himself to his fate and went out to find Zhu Ru to get the medicine box. He clumsily learned how to apply ointment to Shen Yan's wound, and wrapped it around him with white gauze.

In the end, a bunch of Shen Yan's hair curled upwards.

Jiang Wen'an couldn't help reaching out and dusting the dust.

Shen Yan: "..."

Jiang Wen'an withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and smiled: "May I help you cut off this bit of Jiujiu? Or wait until it's longer and comb it back? That will make you more energetic."

He was thinking about it for himself, but suddenly remembered the scar on his forehead, and his smile faded a little: "It's fine to come back after the scar is healed."

Shen Yan raised his head and stared at him. The Nongxue Pavilion was facing well, and the day was bright and bright, making his eyes sparkle.

Jiang Wen'an's figure was reflected in his brown eyes.

He asked softly, "Will it be all right?"

This time, Jiang Wen'an was silent.

At this moment, he wanted to slap himself a big mouth. He really couldn't open the pot and lift the pot. Isn't this shooting himself in the foot?

Just when he was extremely embarrassed and wanted to find a way to change the subject, Shen Yan was the first to break the silence.

He stood up and motioned Jiang Wenan to sit down.

Jiang Wen'an didn't know why, but sat down obediently. Unexpectedly, Shen Yan picked up the ointment and applied it to his forehead with a slightly stiff movement.

"Ah!!" Jiang Wen'an yelled.

Just now, Shen Yan smashed his head directly, and the ointment soaked into the wound, which was cold and painful.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Jiang Wen'an couldn't help shrinking back, and when he met Shen Yan's calm gaze, he changed his words suddenly: "Cool cool... ah!"

He grinned and looked at Shen Yan, feeling secretly that the little guy didn't make a sound when he just applied the medicine.

You can't lose face in front of the little guy.

He resisted not to move any more, just groaned, grasping the corner of the table with his palm.

When Shen Yan's "devil's claws" finally left his forehead, Jiang Wen'an was relieved.

Seeing the little guy wiping his fingers, Jiang Wen'an felt a little flattered, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to apply medicine to himself.

He was about to apologize, but he heard Shen Yan say: "It's even."

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

Dare to feel that this is because I also helped him paint it just now, and I am courteous to him.

It's very good, and there is no warmth left at the end.

Before he opened his mouth to say anything, Shen Yan said by himself that he was going back to his room, and fled almost without leaving a moment's notice.

Jiang Wen'an was dumbfounded, and finally thought that the little guy was going back and reported to himself, which is really good.

Across the wall, the corners of Shen Yan's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he couldn't hold it down.

Jiang Wen'an had left a scar on his forehead before, this time he also hurt Jiang Wen'an, so it was evened out.

In view of the fact that he is still bandaging himself so carefully, it is hard to forgive him once.

Shen Yan picked up the small bronze mirror and looked at it, the corner of his mouth turned down instantly.

The white cloth covered half of his head, so ugly that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Shen Yan: "..."

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Jiang Wen'an felt that the little guy was in a good mood these past few days. Although he still didn't like to talk, he caught the little guy pursing his lips and laughing several times while listening to him speak.

He thought that hard work was still useful, and he would definitely be able to raise Shen Yan better and make him more lively and cheerful.

On New Year's Eve, all kinds of things were intertwined, Jiang Wen'an was so busy that he remembered that Shen Yanzhao wanted a New Year's gift that day when he had some free time.

He managed to get some words out of Zhu Ru's mouth, and asked where the fox was.

It turned out that the fox was given to "Jiang Wen'an" by the emperor after hunting last year. It is very docile, and it is being raised in "Jiang Wen'an"'s palace.

After finally sending the fox into the palace, Jiang Wen'an got something new, and even teased it fondly for a while.

This fox is also really docile, very well-behaved when held in someone's arms.

The most special thing is those blue eyes, they are really beautiful.

Shen Yan also came out when he heard the voice, and felt very novel looking at the fox.

Jiang Wen'an hugged the fox for a while, and saw that his palms kept running the fox's fur, holding and stroking it for a long time.

It was getting late, and Shen Yanzhao would pester him for a few days when he saw him these days. Jiang Wen'an thought of this thing as a novelty, and it's over when the novelty is gone, so it's better to give it to him as soon as possible.

However, Shen Yan still couldn't bear to let go of his love.

"Do you like this fox too?"

Shen Yan raised his head to look at him distractedly, the light in his eyes dimmed a bit, and he asked vigilantly, "Who else likes it?"

"Uh……"

This is embarrassing, he has already agreed to Shen Yanzhao.

Jiang Wen'an used his brains, tried to change the subject, and asked, "Then what's your favorite animal? May I give you one?"

As expected, Shen Yan's attention was diverted. He lowered his head and pinched the little fox's clean paws, and said softly, "The fox is fine."

Jiang Wen'an was a little embarrassed.

"Sir, His Royal Highness has sent someone to remind him again, asking when you will send the fox to him."

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

He was in a complicated mood at the moment, he didn't know whether to thank Zhu Ru for helping him out or to blame him for making the atmosphere more awkward.

When Shen Yan heard this sentence, he suddenly looked up at him, showing astonishment.

He asked almost in disbelief: "Whose is this?"

Jiang Wen'an was in a complicated mood, he hesitated to speak.

Zhu Ru, who has no eyesight, said honestly: "He has sent people to remind you of the New Year's gift to His Highness the Fourth Highness many times."

Shen Yan's complexion sank instantly, and he stuffed the fox into Jiang Wen'an's arms with a cold face, and went back to the house without looking back, shutting himself in.

Jiang Wen'an looked down at the little fox, his blue eyes were fixed on him.

He sighed deeply.

too difficult.

Looking at the fox now, Jiang Wen'an felt that it was too fresh, so he asked Zhu Ru to give it to Shen Yanzhao directly.

On the other hand, he knocked on the door and wanted to go into Shen Yan's room to coax people.

No one responded, Jiang Wen'an yelled "I'm coming in" and gently pushed the door open.

I saw Shen Yan lying by the window, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head and took a look, then immediately turned his face away, looking a little angry from the side.

For the past half month, he has eaten and slept well at Jiang Wen'an's place, his face has become a little fleshy, it is no longer sallow and emaciated, it has lost a lot of gloom, and it has added a little cuteness.

Jiang Wen'an smiled slightly, moved around against the wall, and walked to his side.

With a smile on his face, he flattered him and said, "You really like that fox? How about I ask someone to find one for you?"

Shen Yan didn't look at him, and flatly refused: "I don't want it."

"Then... are you not angry?"

"I am not angry!!!"

Look, smoke is coming out of my head, are you still angry?

Jiang Wen'an recalled that the girlfriend of a roommate in college was often duplicity like this, people in the dormitory often gathered together to give him advice, the current situation was probably no less than coaxing his girlfriend.

Jiang Wen'an sighed secretly.

"Well, you're not angry."

Jiang Wen'an followed him in everything, and finally asked: "Then don't want to be a fox?"