Chapter 325

325 floating life long hate less happiness (I)

Shen Wan gently called out "childe he". He Zhen was confused. Where would he promise her? She approached the bed step by step and stretched out a palm to touch his forehead. Sure enough, the skin in her hand was as hot as a fire.

The way he was ill, naturally he would not be in the mood to care whether she escaped or not. The guards turned a blind eye to her, which was the best opportunity for her to escape.

But at the thought that he was ill for himself, Shen Wan couldn't bear it again.

"I stay here and it doesn't help him, does it?" she subconsciously comforted herself, but another voice sounded in her mind: "he was ill to save you. Shouldn't he leave when he is well? Isn't it too unconscionable to leave at this time?"

She was so tangled for a long time that she finally decided to stay. Once he Zhen got better, she left.

The bodyguard didn't stop her. After all, women are the best at taking care of patients. That peasant woman is always afraid of her hands and feet. When she sees them, she is so frightened that she can't even speak clearly. How can she serve the son of God? This kind of woman is not qualified to be a foot washing maid in their Marquis house. Now she can only expect this girl surnamed Shen to take care of the prince.

It seems that the aristocratic son is quite fond of the girl. Maybe he will take the girl back to collect the house. Maybe the girl can get a wife's identity by virtue of the aristocratic son's favor, so it's better not to offend the girl.

When he Zhen was normal, he was black and poisonous. When he fell ill, he looked good. Shen Wan took the boiled medicine from the bodyguard and without hesitation poured it into he Zhen. The force of his action made the bodyguard look pale.

"Miss Shen, can you be a little lighter..." the green veins on the guard's forehead jumped happily for two times and forcibly restrained his anger.

"Excuse me..." Shen Wan apologized, and then pushed the bowl into the bodyguard's arms impolitely. With a cold hum, the bodyguard took the bowl and strode away.

There were only two of them left in the room. Shen Wan sat on the chair with light hands and feet and called out tentatively, "he childe?"

He Zhen has a very small mind and is very vindictive. If he knows that he was so "rude" and gave him medicine, he will find a way to revenge. He Zhen didn't even move his eyelids. He was still in a deep sleep. Shen Wan stretched out his palm and explored his forehead. His tentacles were still hot. He didn't know whether the pharmacy opened by the middle-aged doctor was working or not.

She sat there, looking at the sleeping people on the bed, and she was silent for a while.

He Zhen's appearance is very beautiful and not very similar to the person in her memory. When she was a child, she met the Marquis Wu who came to the imperial palace to meet the emperor. At that time, the power of the Marquis Wu had not been fully expanded, and she still maintained face politeness with the imperial court. She once met Wu Hou in front of Xian'an palace. Wu Hou was a middle-aged man in his 30s and 40s. His appearance was only mediocre. He smiled and looked very gentle and kind.

No matter their looks or temperament, they are thousands of miles away from he Zhen. They don't look like father and son at all.

But she also heard people in the palace say that Hou Wu was romantic. He not only took dozens of concubines, but also kept tens of thousands of dancers at home. Wu Hou's wife is not happy with Wu Hou, and her only legitimate son is not happy with Wu Hou. Therefore, although this childe has a noble status and outstanding talent, he hasn't asked to be a son of the world for a long time because the Marquis of Wu is partial to the common son.

He Zhen's situation is very similar to that of the legendary Prince of Wu. What's more coincidental is that his surname is he.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Thinking of this, Shen Wan couldn't help sighing and glanced at he Zhen lying in bed. Is he an enemy or a friend? Is it an ordinary rich childe or the son of marquis Wu?

If he is really the son of Wu Hou, with his intelligence and wit, if he takes the title of Wu Hou in the future, he will certainly be the number one enemy of the imperial court. Do you want to kill him before he gets on the top?

There is really a gold hairpin on her hair. The top of the hairpin is sharp enough to stab he Zhen, who is now unconscious. It's just that she really doesn't have enough reason to kill him.

Marquis Wu didn't like this legitimate son. He was afraid that he would die outside. Although there is only one legitimate son, there are a lot of sons born from concubines. Some sons can inherit the title. He Zhen is alive, and their father and son will fight inside. If he Zhen died, he might be just in line with the wishes of Wu Hou. He changed into his favorite son. His father and son were united and dealt with the imperial court with the same wrist.

Besides, she hasn't even killed an ant. It's too difficult for her to kill someone suddenly.

Moreover, even if she was gifted and had no master in killing, she killed he Zhen with a hairpin. But after killing he Zhen, a group of bodyguards outside the door will rush in and cut her into meat and mud. She can't get away even if she wants to get away.

Moreover, he Zhen has a life-saving grace to her. She can't bite the hand that feeds her.

The reason for killing he Zhen is very pale, but the reason for not killing he Zhen is very sufficient. But it's really discontented to put such a disordered subject and thief who is likely to mess up the Huo family in the future.

Then it is always appropriate for her to run away at this time. The group of bodyguards guarding the door will not stop her, but it won't be certain when he Zhen wakes up. Besides, he Zhen is light and strong in the end. He won't die because of a cold wind, will he?

Even if she leaves, the bodyguard will take good care of her master and will certainly invite a doctor to see him again.

Shen Wan thought like this, pushed open the door and walked out. The bodyguard raised his head and glanced at her. Without asking anything, he continued to guard at the door. Other bodyguards didn't notice her. Shen Wan walked quietly all the way. She planned to borrow a donkey like a peasant woman's family. As long as she rode the donkey to the road, she could hire a carriage and soon return to the Regent's house.

She took a few steps, but she couldn't help looking back at the room, worried. The chief bodyguard and all the bodyguards are big men. I'm afraid they don't know how to take care of the patients with wind and cold. What if the more they take care of the patients, the more seriously they get sick? The peasant woman could help boil some soup, but she had long been afraid of these people and didn't dare to appear in front of them.

The peasant woman saw her and smiled at her from a distance. Probably because she was a woman and quite amiable, the peasant woman was not afraid of her.

"Girl, are you leaving?" the peasant woman asked her with a smile.

She was going to exchange her golden hairpin for a donkey, but she was stunned when she opened her mouth: "please take this hairpin to catch a native chicken and boil a pot of Chicken Soup for me."

The peasant woman smiled kindly, revealing a meaningful look. She regarded Shen Wan in front of her and the noble childe in the room as a pair of little lovers. She felt that this pair of young men and women were so good-looking that they were really a pair of beautiful people in the play. Now seeing Shen Wan exchanging a gold hairpin for chicken soup, she thought that the little lady was very devoted to her husband, so she took the hairpin with a smile and weighed it in the palm of her hand: "girl, your hairpin is too valuable. How can a native chicken be worth it? It's enough for me to catch a native chicken in the town and go to the pawnshop to cut it."

The farmer's nature was simple. Shen Wan gave way. The peasant woman only said, "enough."

Shen Wan only thanked the peasant woman with a smile. The peasant woman took the gold hairpin to the street. Shen Wan sat back in the house angrily against the guard's white eyes. He Zhen's forehead was still hot, but his palm was cold. Shen Wan held his palm with both hands and rubbed it gently to make him feel a little more comfortable.

The peasant woman came back quickly. Within two hours, she brought a bowl of chicken soup and handed the remaining gold hairpin to Shen Wan with a smile: "girl, your hairpin is precious and tight. I asked the pawnbroker to cut a small piece."

Shen Wan looked at the hairpin quite speechless. She would rather the peasant woman cut off the whole Pearl Flower, but the place where the peasant woman cut happened to be the sharp hairpin head, which was useless to her. If she had known so, she should have taken her little silver knife with her, and she wouldn't even have a self-defense weapon.

Shen Wan asked the peasant woman to help him pick up he Zhen and fed him the chicken soup bit by bit. The peasant woman didn't know why she was so afraid of he Zhen. She held he Zhen's hand and shook it. The chicken soup trickled down the corners of he Zhen's mouth. Shen Wan hurriedly wiped it, but he Zhen coughed twice and opened his eyes as bright as stars.

She was surprised at first, and then she felt a little happy in her heart. She asked excitedly, "what do you think? Is your head still painful? Thirsty? Is your body still hot?"

He Zhen smiled faintly and looked at her with a very gentle look: "I have a terrible headache, but you asked so many questions. It's really embarrassing..."

Shen Wan quickly waved his hand: "it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. You don't have to answer. You'd better close your eyes and rest until the doctor asks you something."

He Zhen drank two mouthfuls of chicken soup. He was so bored that he asked Shen Wan to pour her a cup of tea. Shen WanFei quickly rushed to the table, picked up the teapot, poured a full cup of tea to he Zhen's lips, watched he Zhen drink two mouthfuls, and then she knew later: "this tea... Is it cold..."

The old young master, who was always proud and charming, was rare to serve at this time. He drank two mouthfuls of water with her hand and said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. I'm hot and uncomfortable, just like drinking a few cold mouthfuls."

"Have you been here?" he Zhen asked as if unintentionally.

Shen Wan was slightly stunned. He played with his sleeve with his fingers awkwardly. His cheeks were red: "not only me, but also the captain of the guard."