The tyrant's father, Xiao Tianjiao, the most tyrannical treasurer in the whole dynasty

Chapter 35
Mu Wan'er didn't care too much about her hands, she sniffed, stretched out her chubby hands that were intact, took out a pair of chopsticks from the food box, handed them to Di Jiang, and said, "Hurry up!" Eat it, or the dumplings will be cold!"

The dumplings in front of me are not boiled dumplings, but fried golden dumplings. They look small and delicious, very appetizing, and very suitable for breakfast.

The person who brought this dumpling here really put his heart into it.

But Di Jiang didn't intend to eat, and he didn't accept the chopsticks that Mu Wan'er handed him.

He still looked at the little girl's other hand and asked, "Answer me, what happened to your hand?"

Mu Wan'er's hand holding the chopsticks was a little sore, she put the chopsticks in front of Di Jiang, withdrew her hand, and said, "It's okay, I just fell and broke the skin."

The little girl said it easily, but her eyes were red and her upper eyelids were still a little swollen. It looked like she had cried hard.

Presumably, the injury on her hand was not that simple.

Di Jiang stretched out his hand and brought the little girl's injured hand to the table in front of him, put it down gently, and began to observe carefully.

Her wound was covered with a lot of gauze, and the whole hand was covered by the gauze, but through the gaps in the gauze, one could vaguely see that the little girl's hand was swollen, and it was very swollen.

Di Jiang immediately concluded that her wound was not shallow.

Looking at the squeamish little girl, he asked with distress: "You didn't come to deliver dumplings to me yesterday, is it because of this wound?"

His voice suddenly softened, a little too soft, as if everything was compromised to her.

Mu Wan'er couldn't understand the meaning behind the voice, but she still nodded, "Yeah."

The wound was so serious that the imperial doctor said that his hand was almost useless.

Father, mother and concubine have been guarding her until this morning when father and concubine went to court early, and mother and concubine fell asleep beside her, so she found the opportunity to come here.

Di Jiang asked sullenly, "How did you get hurt?"

Mu Wan'er gets angry when she mentions this.

Not because of that Shen Huaijin.

After the family dinner yesterday, she took the dumplings to find Di Jiang, but Shen Huaijin insisted on following her, her ghost lingered wherever she went.

In order to avoid him, Mu Wan'er ran very fast, but she still didn't dodge.

After Shen Huaijin caught up, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her clothes. She tripped over something under her feet, shook a few times, and fell down.

The dumplings in the food box in his hand were scattered all over the floor, and the plate containing the dumplings was broken.

She fell on the food box and accidentally pressed her hand on the broken porcelain shards on the ground.

It would be fine if the tiles lay flat, and her hand would not be hurt if she pressed them, but the tiles stood upright.

After pressing her hand up, her palm was almost pierced.

It hurts her to death.

In pain, she cried until most of the night.

The imperial doctor also said that her hand was almost useless, so she must be careful in the future.

She remembered the imperial physician's words, and she also hated Shen Huaijin for hurting her.

"I won't let him go!" The little girl said angrily, and Baozi's face was tightly twisted together.

"Didn't you fall and hurt yourself? Someone hurt you?" Di Jiang's eyes darkened a lot, "...Tell me, who is it?"

"Little brother, don't worry about it, Jiujiu can solve it by himself." Mu Wan'er said, reaching out to wipe away the tears that fell down her face at some point.

But she moved too much, which affected the wound, and she gasped in pain.

"Princess..." Di Jiang was so nervous.

　I'm a little tired today, let's do two more!
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(End of this chapter)