After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 296
The next day, the morning sun filled the window, and the birds chirped.

Fuxuan was awakened by Linglong's knock on the door outside——

"It's time for the girl to get up, the master is waiting for you to use the morning food."

Fu Xuan replied "Okay", but when she opened her eyes, she saw a white and protruding Adam's apple.

She woke up suddenly, her eyes widened, and she tilted her neck back, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

Xie Zhan slowly opened his eyes, his fingers twirled a strand of soft black hair falling on the palm of the girl in his arms, and his voice was hoarse and lazy: "Tired."

When Fuxuan heard this, the memory of yesterday's active seduction flashed into her mind. She raised her hand uncomfortably to touch the tip of her nose, and when she was caught in the quilt, her two slender legs also rubbed each other.

After a moment of silence, she said in a coquettish voice: "I'm the one who gets tired. Look, here, here, and here, it's no different from being beaten up. Why are you so hard to serve?"

It was true that his anger finally dissipated, but the price she paid was not small.

She learned and used those love stories on the stage, and in order to take care of his emotions, he even tossed and tossed him a few times, which took a lot more time than usual.Tired, she was exhausted.If it wasn't for the fact that she pretended to pass out with only a small amount of consciousness at the last moment, he would have continued to torment endlessly.

The corner of Xie Zhan's mouth twitched slightly.

Is he tired of this?

Besides, is he really the one who is difficult to serve?

The two of them could have had a good conversation, but she twisted her stubborn temper and kept trying not to let him speak a word, deliberately provoking him.

And I don't know where I learned it, one trick after another in the way of grinding people, and I slammed one bold sentence after another into his ear.

As a result, she kept fanning him on fire, but she kept moaning and complaining, as if he was going to be broken if he didn't finish it.

The back was fine, he held his breath and pretended to pass out.

If he really went to the theater, he had been swayed by his ears and eyes. It is true that he is a talent.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhan turned up half of his mouth, looked at the girl who was beating her upside down, fixed her eyes that were pretending to be aggrieved, and was about to pull a sarcastic arc back at her, but at this moment, his throat suddenly felt itchy, twisted Eyebrow coughed.

Fuxuan was startled.

Immediately raised his hand to touch Xie Zhan's forehead, frowned and said, "Your forehead is so hot!"

Xie Zhan shook Fuxuan's hand, brought it down to his heart, and said indifferently: "It's just the cold, it will be better in a few days."

It's no wonder that Xie Zhan suffered from the wind and cold, his body was made of iron, and sometimes he was crushed.

Think about yesterday, in the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month, before he had time to wear his cloak, he led the soldiers to Le'an Lane, poured a whole bucket of cold water on his head, and then entered the fire to be "roasted" for a while, and finally He covered Fuxuan tightly and brought her back with the cold wind blowing.

Such alternation of hot and cold, coupled with the complicated business affairs at the end of the year, has been exhausting for several days, and it is normal for the body to be abnormal due to several effects.

"It's nothing, cough, cough..." Xie Zhan wanted to comfort Fu Xuan, but couldn't help it, coughing again and again.

And at this time, Linglong's loud greeting sounded from outside into the room——

"Sir, you are here."

"She hasn't woken up yet?"

Fu Xuan immediately panicked, covered Xie Zhan's mouth with her hands, raised her head, and said loudly, "Brother, I'm awake! Get up now!"

Coughing is so out of control, you can't bear it if you want to.

Even though Fu Xuan firmly covered his mouth, the cough in Xie Zhan's throat did not allow him to stop. He suppressed his voice and coughed in a very low voice.

Seeing that Xie Zhan's cough became louder and louder, Fu Xuan became more and more flustered, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she sat up very quickly, grabbed the quilt, pulled it up without hesitation, and put Xie Zhan covered himself tightly.

It's not over yet, and she didn't forget the two hands that had done so much evil last night, she lifted them up and pressed them firmly on Xie Zhan's face.

Xie Zhan: "..."

This is because he is afraid that he will not succeed if he is bored to death.

Fortunately, the alarm outside was lifted in a short while. Following Linglong's words, "Master, go slowly, and the girl will go after she washes up", Fu Xuan finally returned to her original position with a heart.

She quickly lifted the quilt to check the situation in Xie Zhan's room, "Changheng, are you okay?"

Lang Jun's handsome face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from being suppressed or from high fever.

Xie Zhan glanced at her indifferently, and hummed in his nose.

Fuxuan was also afraid that Fuyun would hear a man's voice in her boudoir, so she panicked and blinded him for a while, but now that she had regained her senses, she bent down, with a head like a kitten's head, and flattered Xie Zhan's arms Rub and rub.

The meaning is nothing more than: don't care about my behavior just now.

Xie Zhan gently pushed Fuxuan away, sat up, helped the forehead to relieve dizziness.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have a headache? Does it hurt?" Fu Xuan also sat up and asked anxiously.

It is undeniable that this is the first time she has seen Xie Zhan, who is in good health, get sick, and they all say that "he never gets sick, but he will be seriously ill all his life." Fu Xuan's association inevitably made her feel more uneasy.

Her anxious and anxious expression fell into her eyes, Xie Zhan turned her body sideways, suppressed her cough, intentionally avoided the breathing of the two of them, and said softly: "It's okay, I'll go back home to find a doctor for treatment." .”

After all, without waiting for Fuxuan to care any more, she put on her clothes, came back and rubbed Fuxuan's head, dragged her sick body, and quietly walked away over the wall.

**
His young master's cheeks flushed flushed against the corner of the wall, his steps were still quite vain, Shi Qing stared at his already round eyes in shock, and rushed forward to meet him.

"My lord, are you sick?" Shi Qing asked.

Xie Zhan nodded casually, and ordered: "Go back to the house."

Shi Qingdao: "Just now people from the mansion came to news that a group of actors gathered outside the gate of the mansion."

Xie Zhan frowned slightly, "Actor?"

Shi Qing nodded, "I didn't say what it was for, but I thought it must be related to yesterday's fire."

"You'll know when you get back home."

**
A large number of actors appeared outside the gate of Xie Mansion, which was enough to cause shock in the whole Bird Clothes Lane.

Among them, the most shocked, and to be precise, the most angry was Madam Xie.

Right now, the atmosphere in Wenxi Hall is extremely solemn.

Xie Yuan drank tea with a look of hesitation, while Mrs. Xie repeatedly patted her heart to relieve her breath, she sighed: "I said it's just a ghost, you need to think more about it. If you don't believe it, let your good son go." Engagement. Look, what's going on here? A girl came in and out of the theater, she lost her dignity, she hadn't even passed the door yet, so early in the morning, she didn't even have time to eat, so she invited a group of people Actor, blocked our Xie family door. It's really not shameful enough!"

Xie Yuan was not as impulsive as Mrs. Xie, he thought for a moment and asked, "Does anyone say why you came here?"

Mrs. Xie paused slightly, and looked at Nanny Zhong.

Nanny Zhong hurriedly walked to the door, asked the porter who came to report from the courtyard a few words, and then came back and replied: "They said they are here to find Mr. Xiao Lang."

Mrs. Xie looked surprised, and exchanged a look with Xie Yuan, "Looking for...Qilang? What are you doing?"

Nanny Zhong shook her head.

Mrs. Xie's face was full of colors.

Only her youngest son, Xie Yue, can be called "Xiao Langjun" in the Xie family, but Xie Yue is only fifteen this year, so how can he have anything to do with the actors in the theater?

At this moment, Nanny Zhang came in with a bow and said, "Master and Madam, the Patriarch is meeting those people outside the gate at the moment. Madam, please go out if you have time."

Hearing Xie Zhan's appearance, Mrs. Xie's mind settled down, and then she asked suspiciously: "Call me? Did you say to ask Qilang to go with you?"

Nanny Zhang shook her head, "The head of the family only called her Madam."

(End of this chapter)