What if Kuai Chuan's Old Attack is an NPC?

"Hand out!"

As soon as Du Jinian opened his mouth, he saw Shen Xiyang trembling all over, and stretched out his right hand weakly.

Du Quinian couldn't help laughing out loud.There is nothing to be afraid of, I am afraid of becoming like this before I get angry, then if I marry a wife like Xiao Damowang in the future, I still have to be scared to pee.

"The prince is not angry anymore?"

Seeing Du Quinian smiled, Shen Xiyang dared to raise his head, looked at Du Quinian weakly and said.

"Who's angry? It's obviously because of your own guilty conscience that you're so afraid!"

Du Jinian wrung out the wet veil, took Shen Xiyang's bloody hand, and carefully wiped the blood around the wound.

"Sir."

"Don't be wronged, I haven't gotten angry at you yet, why are you wronged?"

Du Yunian changed the water, rubbed it again carefully, found the ointment, applied it on Shen Xiyang meticulously, changed a clean and suitable cloth towel to wrap it up for Shen Xiyang, and tied a cute bow.

"My son, today I... saw my son dancing."

Shen Xiyang stared at Du Jinian's side face, and said in a low voice, with some tentative meaning in his words.

Mingming Shizi is still the same, for some reason, he just feels like something has changed, but he can't tell exactly what has changed.

It's this kind of inexplicable doubt that has troubled Shen Xiyang for a long time. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't hurt his hand when he was doing things in a daze.

"Well, does it look good?" Du Jinian asked with a smile after washing his hands, wiping off the remaining water stains on his hands with a handkerchief.

"It's beautiful, I... have never seen it before, and I don't know that the son can dance..."

When Shen Xiyang said this, he kept looking sideways at Du Qingnian's expression, and his tone was very cautious.

"It's just a hobby, I learned it when you were not in the county palace."

Du Yunian was here watching Shen Xiyang being so foolish, so he just opened his eyes and made up nonsense to fool Xiao Shen's guard.

"So that's how it is." Shen Xiyang firmly believed in Du Quinian's words, and after getting an affirmative answer, Shen Xiyang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, remember to change the dressing for your wound every day. The weather is still not hot and the wound will heal soon. If it is delayed until summer, it will not be easy to heal. You are the chief guard in the Princess Mansion. If you Hands have been bad and it is not easy to explain to the princess. No matter where you are, you don’t support idlers.”

After packing up everything, Du Yunian sat down beside Shen Xiyang, and instructed carefully.

"Yes, my son, I understand."

Shen Xiyang nodded obediently, and Du Qinian smiled gratifiedly.

It was already afternoon, the first month had just come out, and the time for the sun to set was still so early.

The burning cloud in the sky outside the courtyard wall seems to have burned through half of the sky, the red is so beautiful that it is not good-looking, and the dark and dark green night follows closely, as if it is about to replace it, swallowing up the fiery sunset.

"The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk. Are you right, Xi Yang?" Du Qinian turned his head and asked with a smile, Shen Xiyang's eyes looked extremely dazzling in the setting sun.

"My son, you, do you like Miss Yang? Will you marry Miss Yang!"

Shen Xiyang thought about the words countless times in his heart, and finally asked.