"It's okay." A slight stabbing pain hit, Qin Wuyan also knew that his face should be stained, he pulled the quilt over her body, and said softly: "You have a good rest, I'm going out. "

After speaking, he stood up and strode out of the wing.

Zhuang Xiaoyu bit off the broken nail and spat it out, then touched her swollen mouth, and closed her eyes irritably.

It was very quiet outside the house, and the occasional chirping of cicadas was no longer heard. Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, thinking that she would continue to be unable to fall asleep, but unexpectedly, she soon became sleepy and fell into a dream.

Qin Wuyan stepped out of the threshold, closed the door, and looked up at the sky.

The autumn is crisp and clear, and there are no clouds in the sky.

But he felt heavy in his heart, inexplicably uncomfortable, he raised his hand, stroked his face again, then put his hands behind his back, walked towards the front yard with a gloomy face.

The personal guard glanced at the red mark on Qin Wuyan's face, and was a little surprised in his heart: It was too intense to be locked in the wing room in broad daylight, so he accidentally scratched his face, right?

Otherwise, who would dare to scratch the face of the vicar?

It's not good to just lose the lottery like this, how exciting is it to have such a mistake?

It seems that the rumors are true, the substitute priest really dotes on his wife.

Qin Wuyan sat back in his seat again, looked up at the training ground, Zhuang Qingyun put the teacup on the table, leaned against Qin Wuyan, and lowered his voice: "I mentioned Yan Qing Madam turned her head and looked at me three times.

It seems that my guess should be right. My wife should not be suspicious if I arrange it this way. "

Qin Wuyan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Zhuang Qingyun tilted his head, turned to look at Qin Wuyan, his eyes shrank, and he frowned and asked, "Did the madam catch the wound on your face?"

Qin Wuyan's fingertips slid across the red mark, but he still didn't say a word.

Zhuang Qingyun only regarded him as acquiescing, "In broad daylight, did you annoy her?"

With Zhuang Xiaoyu's temperament, he probably wouldn't intentionally create such marks. Zhuang Qingyun immediately understood, if Zhuang Xiaoyu hadn't been annoyed, it would be impossible for Zhuang Xiaoyu to hurt Qin Wuyan at will. face.

Qin Wuyan's gaze still fell on the training ground: "Do you think Xiaoyu will know what we have done one day?"

Zhuang Qingyun shook his head: "No."

He was so sure that Qin Wuyan was a little more surprised. Qin Wuyan turned his head and looked at Zhuang Qingyun.

Holding the teacup, Zhuang Qingyun used the lid to push away the froth on it: "Zhuang Huaisen's power has basically been wiped out, and he is already unpopular.

As for Mrs., she grew up in a deep boudoir, with a kind heart, and never paid attention to government affairs and entanglements between men, and it was impossible to think about those things even if she thought about them.

Even if we listened to the gossips from the servants, we couldn't prove that what those people said was true, and we didn't punish those who chewed their tongues at all, which is enough to prove that we are not guilty.

Asparagus is the person you gave her, she can't let Wenzhu find the truth for her.

The only people she could use were Yu Sui and the wet nurse, a girl and an old nanny couldn't afford to make waves. "

In Zhuang Qingyun's eyes, feelings have always been strong, indifferent, and selfish. Unless it is driven by profit and debt of favor, no one will be willing to do something beyond their abilities for a useless master. range of things.