The cousin girl plays the role of silly and sweet every day

Tan Shu stared intently at the injury on Jiang Wenyu's fair neck.

That wound seemed to scratch his heart as well, making him angry and leaving an indelible mark.

Jiang Wenyu's vision gradually became clearer, and he glanced at Tan Shu, who had a cold expression. He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he felt a sharp pain as if he had been strangled by a knife.

She closed her mouth again.

Tan Shu looked at Jiang Wenyu, whose eyes were reddish and her eyelashes were still covered with tears, and he stretched out his hand to slowly help her sit up.

He did not ask her how she was injured, but said in as gentle a tone as possible: "I will take you to treat the injury."

Jiang Wenyu, however, resisted and pushed Tan Shu's hand away, and the latter frowned, not knowing why.

Jiang Wenyu lowered his eyes and said with a nasal voice: "Dirty..."

Tan Shu laughed angrily at her.

How long has it been since I still despised the blood on his body?

However, she still knows how to be clean, which proves that her life is not in danger.

Tan Shu felt a little helpless and stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears from Jiang Wenyu's eyes. His eyes reflected her disgusted expression. He said in a neither gentle nor serious tone: "If it's dirty, you can wash it off. If it's gone, it's gone." .”

After saying that, he put his steady and strong arms around her legs and waist, gently lifted her and held her in his arms.

Jiang Wenyu leaned against Tan Shu's chest and gently put his hands on his shoulders.

As he breathed, the pain in his neck spread.

Jiang Wenyu couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart.

It's okay to engage in any kind of verbal quarrel. Isn't this suffering in vain?

It's not worth it to see others unhappy and suffer the consequences yourself.

But again, she did it again.

The strong and powerful heartbeat of a man could be heard in his ears, which was full of presence.

Jiang Wenyu slowly opened her eyelids and stared blankly at Tan Shu's Adam's apple. Her eyes moved up along the side of her neck, finally stopping on that clear and handsome face, and her voice escaped from her throat with difficulty.

"World……"

"Don't make it difficult for yourself to speak." Tan Shu intercepted Jiang Wenyu's words and said in a lowered voice, "I know you are in pain, and so am I."

Jiang Wenyu looked at him with horror on his face, as if he was asking, 'Your Majesty, are you also injured? '.

Tan Shu saw what she meant and laughed: "They are not qualified enough to hurt me."

Jiang Wenyu could feel the arrogance in his bones from the vibration in his chest.

It seems that the prince has no idea what modesty is.

Tan Shu carried Jiang Wenyu back to the room, put her down gently, and lit the candle.

The candles in the room were burning, and the breeze blew in through the cracks in the window. The flames were swaying, and the flickering light illuminated Tan Shu's frowning brow.

Usually when he was injured, if it was a minor injury, he wouldn't treat it. If it was a serious injury, he would pour strong liquor over it and wrap it with gauze.

Neither non-handling nor rough handling are suitable for Jiang Wenyu.

Tan Shu used to think that he was invincible and nothing could stop him.But since he met Jiang Wenyu, there were many things that made him feel extremely troublesome.

For example, how to coax a little girl who is crying so hard that her emotions are wet.

Another example is how to treat the wound of a little girl who is afraid of pain.

The surroundings were silent, Jiang Wenyu's eyes followed Tan Shu, and a few strands of black hair brushed the side of his neck.Tan Shu's cold eyebrows were slightly depressed, as if he was a little sad.

Jiang Wenyu wanted to laugh, but because Tan Shu looked towards her, he held it back.

Jiang Wenyu sat on the bed, and Tan Shu walked next to her, asked her to raise her face, and treated the wound gently with candlelight.

Tan Shu pressed his fingers on the white and tender skin. His fingertips were warm but the ointment was cold. Jiang Wenyu lowered his eyelashes and stared at the man's focused and cautious expression.

Tan Shu pressed the ointment-smeared hand a little harder, and Jiang Wenyu shrank back in fear.

It took a long time for the medicine to be applied.

Tan Shu raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the heavy timidity on Jiang Wenyu's fair face, and tried to comfort her:

"Every time I see that bastard from now on, I will stab him in the neck so that he will live in fear of hurting you for the rest of his life."

Jiang Wenyu blinked obediently and hesitantly, thinking that he really knew who sent these killers tonight.

The two of them kept the extremely close distance of applying the medicine and looked at each other. Tan Shu saw Jiang Wenyu's dark and bright eyes reflecting his own appearance, and a few strands of her hair on her temples were blown by the wind like ink soaked in ink. Brushing across his cheek gently and slowly, the itch spread throughout his limbs and bones.

Jiang Wenyu opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but after a few mute sounds, he still couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Wenyu reached out and grabbed Tan Shu's sleeve.

Tan Shu lowered his head and his eyes paused slightly.

He calmly distanced himself from the two of them and returned to his usual laziness.

"Speak nicely and don't pull my clothes."

Jiang Wenyu looked distressed and pointed his green-white finger at his throat.

Tan Shu chuckled and said jokingly: "Are you mute?"

Jiang Wenyu wanted to nod, but the gauze wrapped around her neck restricted her, so she could only gently flap her eyelashes.

His eyes praised: Yes, Your Majesty, you are so smart!
Tan Shu couldn't laugh anymore.

He looked at her with an unpredictable expression, his eyes full of coldness.

……Terrible.

Jiang Wenyu's eyes trembled, and he leaned forward, took Tan Shu's right hand and put it on his left hand, and then gently moved his right index finger on his palm.

The soft touch from the palm of his hand made Tan Shu restrain his anger.

He lowered his eyes and trembled slightly.

Tan Shu's dark eyes slowly moved following Jiang Wenyu's movements.

The place where the fingertips touched left a numb feeling.

What she wrote was: "Temporarily." Temporarily mute.

Jiang Wenyu raised his head and looked at Tan Shu with a dull expression for a while, then lowered his head again and wrote in one stroke: "Can't eat."

Xiao Yuansong promoted a lot of food, drink and entertainment in Linzhou, and Jiang Wenyu was very much looking forward to it, especially the gourmet dishes that were so hyped.

She now has a neck injury and is not only unable to speak, but also unable to eat.

It's like a dumb person eating yellow lotus and unable to express the pain.

Jiang Wenyu drooped his head, a little unhappy, but had no choice.

Her neck was originally tied with gauze, but now her wrinkled face looked extremely pitiful.

Tan Shu's mouth curved slightly for a moment.

"You can eat it," he said.

Jiang Wenyu raised his chin slightly, revealing a face with skin that was as radiant as snow under the flickering light, with dark pupils.She rolled her eyes and looked outside the house.

Tan Shu followed Jiang Wenyu's gaze.

The night returned to silence, as if nothing had happened, only the sound of the breeze blowing, the bamboo leaves colliding, and rustling.

"You rest first, I'll go take a look."

As if worried that Jiang Wenyu was scared, Tan Shu added: "Call me if you need anything."

Jiang Wenyu opened his eyes slightly and looked at him in disbelief.

That shocked expression clearly said, "You asked me, a little mute, to scream. Isn't this forcing someone to do something difficult?"

Tan Shu was amused by her: "I'm nearby, nothing will happen to me."

Jiang Wenyu nodded slightly.

Not long after Tan Shu left, the candlelight in the room suddenly swayed crazily. Jiang Wenyu looked sideways and found Quartz holding the window open with his sword and climbing in.

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

Sure enough, there are no windows in the world, but if more people look through them, there will be.

Quartz stood by the bed as always, with her arms folded and her face expressionless.

Usually in this scene, Jiang Jiang breaks the deadlock softly, and the cold Yingying takes advantage of the situation to say a few more words.

However, today, Jiang Jiang was speechless, and the two of them stared at each other strangely for a long time.

"..."

"..."

Jiang Wenyu made a gesture with a helpless face, indicating that he was a little mute.

Quartz was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with an extremely complicated expression.

Jiang Wenyu accurately captured a trace of joy from it, and his eyes widened in disbelief:

Yingying, are you so happy that I am mute? !

Quartz looked silent and raised her hand to pinch her eyebrows.

You can't tell Jiang Wenyu that her cute and bright look with her hand gestures is funnier than her words on the stage.

Quartz turned her head, not looking at Jiang Wenyu, and cleared her voice: "The killers have been dealt with, and there is no way for anyone to survive."

Jiang Wenyu bent his legs, rested his elbows on his knees, held his cheeks in his hands, and listened carefully.

Quartz glanced at Jiang Wenyu and tugged at the corner of her mouth: "...No more."

Jiang Wenyu said "Oh" silently.

Then, she solemnly gestured to Quartz, saying, "Everyone has a duty to protect the little mute."

As a result, Quartz couldn't hold her mouth tight after seeing half of it, and ran away through the window.

The person disappeared in front of his eyes, and Jiang Wenyu bent his eyes and smiled.

He ran so fast, so he didn't seem to be injured.

Jiang Wenyu changed into clean clothes, lay down slowly, covered half of his face with the quilt, closed his eyes and took a nap.

I don't know how long I slept. When Jiang Wenyu woke up, the room was still dark.

She felt her lips were a little dry, so she stood up and poured herself a cup of tea.

After Jiang Wenyu finished drinking, he was about to crawl back into bed, but found an inconspicuous shadow in front of the door.

She turned her head and looked towards the door. The figure leaning against her looked familiar.

It's the prince.

Jiang Wenyu raised his hand and touched the gauze on his neck, and couldn't help but think of Tan Shu's tone of voice telling her to live well.

If it were just sympathy for the weak and pitiful woman, Tan Shu's reaction would be too much.

Besides, compassion?

The prince, who was afraid that the world would be in chaos, obviously didn't have such a thing.

Xie Zhiwei is very tough in matters of logic, but very soft in matters of emotion.

After knowing Tan Shu for several months, Jiang Wenyu could clearly feel that his attitude towards morality was the opposite of Xie Zhiwei's.

Tan Shu's madness is not wanton madness, but arrogant madness.

Yu Li, he is arrogant but very measured.

Xie Zhiwei would never have a chance to catch him.

But there is a problem with Tan Shu.

In emotional matters, he is too strong and too extreme.

Therefore, those who can enter his eyes.

It will definitely be his most fatal injury.