Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't even dare to shed tears, "Anyway, he is also my husband. Although it was my fault, I didn't expect things to turn out like this. Husband and wife are one. He became like this for me, out of emotion and reason, I should have come to take good care of him..."
Seeing that Zhuang Qingyun was unmoved at all, Zhuang Xiaoyu mustered up his courage: "What's more, if Ah Yan is sober, he might not welcome me here. He has always been obedient to me."
Those who are favored really have nothing to fear.
Even if Zhuang Qingyun was 10,000 unhappy, he had to admit that what Zhuang Xiaoyu said was right. If Qin Wuyan was awake at this moment and knew that he had blocked Zhuang Xiaoyu from the door, he would definitely lose his temper.
Anyway, that person is still yelling Zhuang Xiaoyu's name in a daze from burning, why don't we let her in to take care of him, what if that person becomes sober?
Zhuang Qingyun turned sideways and opened the bedroom door: "Miss, please."
Zhuang Xiaoyu supported Yu Sui and walked up the steps step by step.
Stepping through the threshold, I saw two maids from the mansion inside serving the unconscious Qin Wuyan. Qin Wuyan quietly grabbed the girl's hand and called Zhuang Xiaoyu's name: "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, do not leave Me."
Seeing this, Yu Sui became angry immediately, walked over and snatched the handkerchief from the girl's hand, pulled the girl's hand out of Qin Wuyan's palm, and poked her finger on the girl's forehead: "Little hoof, Thanks to our eldest lady who came here.
Master Qingyun asked you to come here to serve him because he wanted you to take good care of our uncle, not for you to take advantage of our uncle secretly. "
The girl was full of grievances: "It was the priest who pulled me and refused to let go."
"Bitch, you still dare to quibble, our eldest lady is here, you eat and drink from the priest's house, and the clothes you wear in the priest's mansion are our eldest lady's, and you still want to rob my uncle from our eldest lady, you You don’t take a pee and take a picture yourself, what are you?”
Yu Sui drove the girl out of the bedroom.
The witch doctors inside gathered in a corner, discussing the prescriptions for reducing fever and anti-inflammation, how could they care about these.
Seeing the girl come out crying, Zhuang Qingyun didn't bother to care about these messy and irrelevant things. After all, it was just a handshake, and it wasn't really climbing the bed.
It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. After Qin Wuyan became the high priest, it's not impossible for him to take in concubines after spreading his branches and leaves.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat down by the bed, put the handkerchief wrapped in ice and snow on Qin Wuyan's forehead, dipped a cotton cloth in wine, and wiped Qin Wuyan's palm.
Yu Sui helped to change the water and pass things, seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't say a word, she asked, "Miss, are you angry?
Uncle is so sick, he is calling your name again, and he thought that girl was you, and it is understandable to be mistaken. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't care about these."
Yu Sui: "Then..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped Qin Wuyan's neck and chest: "I only care about whether he can wake up as soon as possible."
A sleepless night.
Qin Wuyan was talking nonsense and calling many people's names, but Zhuang Xiaoyu could only hear clearly that he called his brother, brother, master, and himself, and his heart became heavier.
She didn't seem to have really understood him, she only knew that he used to have family members, but she never knew exactly how his family members passed away and why he was the only one left.
She also never knew why he suddenly fell into the trap set by the hunter with such agility, and where did he go when he left her cabin for a few days?