Zhong Wan glanced at the coachman, and the coachman bowed his head in shame. Zhong Wan was helpless. This man also seemed to be forgiven.

Can't hide, Zhong Wan got out of the car and went to another hospital.

Before Feng Yu's return, the steward Feng was shocked when he saw Zhong Wan. He heard what the people in the palace said before he knew what was happening. Feng steward was shaken by his hands: "His Highness Five is Shizi's cousin, Yu Consorts are the sons and daughters of the son, they, they ... "

During the talk, someone went back and forth, saying that there was someone in the palace, and it was said that Lord Shangyu, who was there, entered the palace.

Zhong Wan frowned: "Is Lord Yu called to appeal to Yu Yu?"

"How is that possible?" Feng steward breathed a sigh of relief. "It must have been to let the prince Wang teach the concubine Yu and His Highness Five."

Zhong Wan still didn't rest assured, "How can Yu Yu also push His Highness into the water? Is it really okay?"

The steward Feng didn't care, "If the five lords are okay, they will be okay. This is not the first time. At most ... they will be punished for the food in the first half of the year and placed under house arrest for ten and a half months.

Feng steward sighed, "Mr. Yu Fei probably knew that this was the result, she had to make trouble ..."

Feng steward was commonplace, but Zhong Wan felt how absurd it was.

"Why are you here?" Butler Feng thought of Zhong Wan and said unexpectedly, "Are you ... moving here so early? I haven't packed anything yet."

Zhong Wan reluctantly: "Your son brought me here. If it's okay ... can I get home?"

The steward Feng thought and did not want to say, "Naturally not!"

"Since it means Shizi, where do we dare to let you go?" The memory that was tortured by the young man Zhong Wansheng for three months is deep in Feng's housekeeper's mind. He was afraid that Zhong Wan would run away secretly, and intimidated first. What if you really leave ... what do you think about Shizi coming back and not seeing you? "

Zhong Wan's throat moved, "Will ... how?"

"Gently lose your temper and look back to find a way to make up for it. The unlucky one is you." Feng steward horrified. "In the worst case, the anger is soaring! In the middle of the night, someone smashed the door of the Qian'an Palace and took you Caught back directly ... King Qian'an is still sick, can't afford such a scare? Besides, the middle of the night was seized from the King's Mansion by Qianshi all the way ... Do you want to lose face? "

Zhong Wan looked at the butler Feng anxiously, "When you last lobbied, when Ji Yuyu ran to our house to tell me, my face was almost lost."

Feng steward managed to lose money, and smiled: "Last time I was confused and did not make it clear that Master Zhong was involved, but this time is different. Think about it, Shizi just got angry in the palace, his temper is the worst When I get you back at this time, what will ... will do to you? "

Zhong Wan thought blankly, would ... what about me?

Furious, tied me to the bed, is this or that?

Zhong Wan's auricles became slightly red. For a while, she really wanted to try.

"I just don't leave, I have something to ask him." Zhong Wan coughed and looked around, "Where can I wait for him? Study?"

"Shizi's study will not allow anyone else to enter." Feng steward Hu made a mess, "wait for the dead son's bedroom."

Zhong Wan looked at housekeeper Feng exhaustedly, "Are you still put the bath barrel and petals in the bedroom?"

Mr. Feng's old face blushed, "Of course not! Then ... Master Zhong still went to the room where you lived before?"

Zhong Wan said for a moment: "Where is it still?"

Feng steward said, "Naturally, I will take you there."

Butler Feng took Zhong Wan to the place where he lived and left, Zhong Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything remained unchanged in the compartment, and for a time Zhong Wan thought he was back seven years ago.

There was only one little girl with a lamp in the room, and she looked twelve or three.

Zhong Wan smiled: "Are you waiting for Grandpa Yu?"

The little girl shook her head and didn't dare to speak.

Zhong Wan said, "You go, I don't need anyone to wait."

The little girl didn't dare to leave and stood at the table.

Zhong Wan couldn't. For this girl, he couldn't lie down. He could only sit upright, without a word. "How many years have you been here?"

The little girl whispered for a long time: "Five years."

"Oh, I haven't seen you then." Zhong Wan nodded. "I ... spent some time in the house before. You might be four or five years old then."

The little girl looked at Zhong Wan timidly.

He couldn't rush, and didn't have to say anything. Zhong Wan picked up a book and looked at it. He just turned two pages, and saw the little girl walking slowly towards the book case.

Zhong Wan continued to look through the book, Yu Guang watched her.

The little girl thought that Zhong Wan hadn't noticed. She shivered and shook her hand, and opened the small incense burner.

Zhong Wan flipped through another page of the book.

The pages snapped, scaring the girl to shrink her hands, and she didn't dare to move.

Zhong Wan estimated that it was Feng steward who ordered her. The child was timid, and his hands and feet were unfavorable. He dragged himself into the house and did not cook.

Zhong Wan still did not speak, quietly flipping through the book and reading.

After a while, the little girl stung to the book case again, gently opened the incense box, trembled, and caught a lot of benzoin.

Zhong Wan: "..."

Young, cruel.

The little girl didn't know what to say, thought about it, grabbed another, put it all into the incense burner, so as to extinguish the charcoal fire, she shook her hand to cover the incense burner, and set aside.

The benzoin in the censer burned like a raging flame, and billowing thick smoke.

Zhong Wan didn't hold back and sneezed.

The little girl was shocked like a chick.

"Come on." Zhong Wan lost his temper, "I'm sleepy, you girl, can't watch me sleep?"

The little girl's errand was done, and she didn't dare to stay too much. She was blessed and retreated with relief.

Zhong Wan got up and looked at the little incense burner. He was forced to sleep by the young Yu Yu, but he used only three or five pieces of benzoin. The old thing of Feng steward was too poisonous. This full incense burner ... Is it inconceivable to smoke your own stuff?

Zhong Wan held her mouth and nose and coughed twice, took a tea cup, poured it into the incense burner, and turned to lie on the couch.

Yu Yan didn't know if he could come back tonight.

Zhong Wan laughed. Fortunately, it was benzoin. If aphrodisiac was left alone for one night, it would be killed by that old thing ...

Zhong Wan was most afraid of this kind of incense. After being smoked for a while, he became sleepy. He squeezed his eyebrows and had a mess in his head.

He still couldn't figure out what happened to Yu Yan's life.

Regardless of Xuan Qiong's heartfelt remarks, Yu Zhen is really murdering the prince. Is this all right?

What is Chong'an Emperor thinking about?

Isn't it ... the old Emperor Chong An is too concerned about it and dare not treat Yu Yu?

Zhong Wan frowned, thinking about Xuan Yuan, thinking about choosing Joan, and lamented that Chong'an's life was really bad.

There are only two sons left.

Xuan Ye's mindless thing is still fighting in his own house today, Xuan Qiong ... Zhong Wan hasn't got along with him very much, but judging by this broken thing he did today, I know that these years are also half profit.

Zhong Wan settled for Chong Andi, and wanted to grow colder.

If Yu Zhen really is Chongan Emperor's parent-child, which one Xuan Yuan Xuan Qiong chooses, I am afraid that he will not be able to carry Yu Yan's rebellion.

But the throne always has to be inherited by the emperor. Chong'an is almost sixty. Even if the emperor's mausoleum emits smoke, he will have another prince. Wan rolled over and got a headache ... Could it be that Emperor Chong'an really wanted to set up a pardon?

If this is the case, Xuan Ye Xuan Qiong will not be able to survive. If Yu Zhen wants to take the throne, it is impossible to keep these "principles".

Xuan Ye Xuan Qiong also expected, so it is necessary to get rid of Yu Amnesty early.

Zhong Wan grew more and more anxious, and began to remember Xuan Rui taking the medicine. Xuan Rui had been ill for several days. Today, she had a chance to resign from Emperor Chong An, but she was yellowed by Xuan Qiong's heartbreaking thing. Zhong Wanqi's molars couldn't move with his scented brain, and fell asleep after a while of worry.

Zhong Wan slept sluggishly, stumbled, feeling that when she was a teenager, she was sick and was taken care of by Lin Si.

Zhong Wan had passed on the news at that moment, and his heart fell to the ground, and he fell asleep. Only intermittently half an hour was awake every day, but he couldn't open his eyes.

He remembered Lin Si's clumsy stuff holding a bowl of medicine to pour himself, as if he had fought with himself in the Ning Palace before, and poured directly on his face.

Zhong Wan accumulated all her strength, holding a drop of decoction, telling Lin Si gritted her teeth, "You leave me ..."

But it happened that he was pressed to the fire to see his Yu Yan heard.

Juvenile Yu Zheng thought this was what he said to him, his face turned blue and white for a while, then he turned and left.

Zhong Wan saw that he had misunderstood, was almost vomiting blood, was slammed under the bed, and stunned himself.

Zhong Wan was drowsy at the time, thinking about how to coax Yu Yan, who had a bad temper, and was so anxious that he got up and had a fight with Lin Si without the strength.

Fortunately, Yu Yan later seemed to be coming by himself.

Zhong Wan didn't remember how Yu Jin took care of himself, but he seemed to be able to see it in the dream. He watched the young Yu Yu helplessly holding his younger self, and simmered the soup with a small spoon, little by little Feed yourself, and every time you feed, you will also take a sugar purse out of your arms and put a piece of sugar in your mouth.

Zhong Wan saw the younger self coughing and vomiting again, Yu Juan patted himself, then rolled up his sleeves, and let people send a basin to scrub himself.

Zhong Wan saw the young man Yu Yan blushing again, fidgeting, and after hesitating for half an hour, he walked to the bed and gently untied his clothes ...

Zhong Wan whispered in his dream.

Zhong Wan almost awakened himself with a smile. Among the chaos, he felt that someone was sitting on his bed.

Zhong Wan slept on this couch for half a year, everything was very familiar, and he was not awakened. He was confused by the fragrant aroma, and thought that this was a childhood memory, and he began to have a spring | dream?

Yu Yan at the time was not so tall.

Zhong Wan faintly felt that the person sitting on the bed leaned down slightly, leaning close to him, and a voice of rubbing of the cloth came from Zhong Wan's ears, feeling that the other party smoothed his hair for himself, and his cold fingers swept across the hair , Zhong Zhong squinted comfortably.

Zhong Wan tilted his head unconsciously, and his face was stunned by the man's hand, and the other side immediately withdrew his hand.

Zhong Wan frowned. After a while, he felt that his placket had been untied a little.

Zhong Wan instinctively closed his shirt, but his wrist was gently pressed against the pillow, the force was not heavy, but only restricted Zhong Wan's movements, which did not make him feel uncomfortable.

Zhong Wan couldn't wake up, feeling that the person in the dream had untied his clothes a little, supported his waist, and dropped his outer shirt and put it aside.

The other side put his hand on the placket of his lining again, and his slender fingers hesitantly touched the top buckle. After a while, he removed his hand and did not unlock it.

Zhong Wan didn't know whether he was lucky or sorry in his dream. He moved a little, thinking that the dream had ended, but the next moment ...

The other side fell down, and suddenly leaned close to himself, Zhong Wan clearly felt that the other's cool hair was hanging down and swept over his neck.

The other person's breath was at his ear, and Zhong Wan was a little emotional, and whispered: "Zi ..."

The other person's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the stamina of benzoin struck. Zhong Wan completely fell asleep ...

The next morning, Zhong Wan sat on the bed, staring blankly at his coat at the end of the bed.

Zhong Wan remembered clearly that he never took off the clothes last night.

That's ... how was it taken off?

The clothes had been folded twice, apparently he would not be unwell in his dreams.

Zhong Wan took a deep breath, faintly feeling that she might have lost something last night.

Outside, Feng's housekeeper knocked on the door, pushed in, and stared at Zhong Wan with blinking eyes.

Zhong Wan had a hint of hope, and tried his best to say naturally, "Last night ... has Xiaoyu Wang returned home?"

Butler Feng nodded cautiously. "As soon as I come back, I'll be here for you."

Zhong Wan was desperate.

Zhong Wan recalled madly whether he had a tight mouth last night, called a name that should not be called, and said something that should not be said.

Mr. Feng asked carefully: "Master Zhong, do you want something, what, do you want to ..."

Zhong Wan's voice trembled: "Don't hot water!"

Mr. Feng swallowed, "Don't worry, but you ... you are so quiet, I can't rest assured."

"So what?" Zhong Wan was despairing, and said, "Should I cry while biting the quilt now, how dirty I am, how dirty?"

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