Don't Forget Everything

After Song Yilin left Fan Mansion and said goodbye to Lao Xu, she went straight home.

When he went back, Wen Ran was reading a book under the lamp, but he didn't look leisurely like usual, but there were many copybooks piled up on the table, and he was comparing them one by one, so that he didn't notice that Song Yilin opened the door and came in. , until Song Yi came before his eyes.

"looking at what?"

"Are you back?" Wen Ran put down the copybook in his hand, stood up and walked around in front of Song Yilin, raised his hand and touched the oily smoke and dust on Song Yilin's forehead with his sleeve, "Are you tired? Do you want to leave immediately?" ?”

Song Yilin looked at Wen Ran in front of his eyes, and suddenly felt an unreal sense of happiness, like the rising sun in spring, unknowingly flooding his whole body, making him indescribably happy and submerged in it unconsciously.

Wen Ran didn't realize that Song Yilin was in a trance, and anxiously pushed him to sit down and said, "Take off your clothes."

Song Yilin was taken aback for a moment, before he could recover, Wen Ran turned around and climbed onto the bed.Song Yilin's mind fluttered, there was no more nonsense, she took off her clothes and rushed towards Wen Ran.

Wen Ran was taken aback by Song Yilin's embrace, "Ah?!"

Song Yilin pulled Wen Ran's robe off easily.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

"Didn't you let go?"

Wen Ran held Song Yilin back with his elbow, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I made you take off your clothes and change your medicine!"

Song Yilin froze, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

Wen Ran took the opportunity to push Song Yilin away, picked up the wound medicine and gauze that had just fallen on the bed, and pushed Song Yilin back to sit upright.

"You must have not had a good rest in the past few days, and you have not cared about your injuries, have you?" Wen Ran sighed, "It is time to change your medicine when you come back today. I was so dizzy with so many words, I forgot such an important thing. Even if you want to leave immediately, you have to change your medicine first."

While talking, Wen Ran removed the gauze on Song Yilin's waist. The last time he changed his dressing was three days ago. Fortunately, Song Yilin didn't do anything with anyone, and the wound didn't open again. The healing condition was not bad, and the scab had already formed .

Wen Ran wiped Song Yilin's wound clean, and couldn't help but gently rubbed the scab a few times. The scab that had gradually hardened across Song Yilin's waist made Wen Ran frowned, feeling distressed and uncomfortable.

There are many scars on Song Yilin's body, some of which are very shallow and pale, obviously due to age, and some are very hideous. Wen Ran was shocked when he saw it for the first time. He couldn't imagine what Song Yilin had experienced and how many scars there were. It was hard to guess how many injuries almost killed Song Yilin, and how he survived.

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt."

Every time Wen Ran touched those wounds, Song Yilin said so.

Song Yilin was actually very afraid that Wen Ran would show such a distressed look. He was afraid that Wen Ran would be worried. In the past two years with Wen Ran, he has hardly been injured again. Xu Zhou still didn't hide it if he was not careful.

Song Yilin took Wen Ran's hand, moved it two inches and pressed it on the other side of her waist, and said playfully, "I'm in such a good figure, why are you thinking about that scab?"

Song Yi has practiced martial arts for many years, and she doesn't have any fat on her body. She is very strong, her muscles are clear, and she is very attractive. The so-called beautiful and delicious is not just Wen Ran's appearance, but at this time, Wen Ran feels hard, like She was dressed in armor, but she was actually covered in scars, which made her heart ache even more.

Wen Ran knew that Song Yilin was trying to coax him, but when he thought that he was still involved in the Xuzhou case, Wen Ran couldn't help but worry, and couldn't be happy at all, so he just applied medicine to Song Yilin without saying a word.

Song Yilin panicked, pulled Wen Ran up, hugged him into his arms, and whispered in his ear, "Of course, I'm fine, and I'll be fine. For you, I'll be careful."

Wen Ran and Song Yilin hugged each other quietly, and gradually he felt at ease. He knew that Song Yilin would not lie to him, even if it was to coax him, he would do what he said.

Song Yilin's body was very warm, and she hugged Wenran without any hindrance like this, wishing to pass all the heat to Wenran, and couldn't help but feel itchy in her heart, giving birth to charming thoughts.

Song Yilin slowly and quietly stretched out his hand into Wen Ran's clothes, the scorching heat of his palm made Wen Ran scald, and suddenly shivered, pinning Song Yilin's claws.

"You are injured, don't mess around."

Song Yilin buried her face in Wen Ran's neck and acted like a baby: "Of course, then help me."

Wen Ran understood Song Yilin's words immediately, and blushed suddenly: "Aren't you going to leave immediately?!"

"When did I say I was leaving immediately?"

"You entered the Fan residence? Have you met Young Master Wei?"

"I went in, but I didn't see Wei Shao."

"Then you can still stay at home leisurely?"

"It's not staying at home leisurely, it's being with you." Song Yilin couldn't help being a hooligan again, Wen Ran's momentary soft-heartedness and half-pushing made Song Yilin suddenly emboldened, and hugged Wen Ran to her body, rubbing against her Wen Ran said again in her heart, "Help me..."

Wen Ran was so teased by Song Yilin that he couldn't bear it, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he wanted to push him away, but he couldn't control his hands and feet, so he grabbed Song Yilin's body without Song Yilin's fiddling with him.

……

"If Wei Shao finds out, I will definitely scold you to death." Wen Ran was still panting heavily, his eyes swept across the mess, and he couldn't help saying Song Yilin's words. , Indulge yourself and indulge Song Yilin.

Song Yilin breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and said with a smile: "How can Wei Shao know everything? Would Mr. Wen tell Wei Shao?"

"...You!" Wen Ran stretched out his hand and patted Song Yilin's palm, turned his head and covered his head with the quilt, which made Song Yilin smile even more happily.

"Don't worry, he will be fine for a while, and he can't do anything tonight, let alone he wants to stay there to be a criminal, he can't blame me."

Wen Ran snorted angrily, couldn't help sighing, and told Song Yilin about thinking about the invitation in the afternoon, saying that he wanted to go to the government office to ask about it the next day.

"Speaking of this, I actually have something I want to ask you when I come back."

"Huh? About Wei Shao? Fan Mansion?"

"Exactly. I sneaked in once today pretending to be a cook. I didn't have a chance to look around, but before I left, I saw the carriage and a few boxes of things brought by Fan's mansion. I wanted to ask you."

"Carriage and boxes? Can I help you with these?" Wen Ran is a unparalleled talent in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and few people in the whole country can match him, but he is completely unfamiliar with common things such as carriages and boxes.

"The big families in the capital are used to putting their own marks on their carriages, right?"

"That's right. There are many royal relatives, high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, and there are naturally many carriages. There must be a way to distinguish them, otherwise they will not be able to tell them apart immediately when they go to the street. Therefore, each family will leave a mark, usually on the shaft of the carriage. Come on. Then Fan Rong is the owner of Jinxiufang, so it is not surprising that there is a mark on the carriage, most likely it is not the mark of Fan's surname, but it is Jinxiufang."

Song Yilin nodded, looking at Wenran in her arms, couldn't help but pecked lightly on his forehead, and said: "There is a mark, the word Fan is on the shaft, but the box is neither surnamed nor surnamed. Jinxiufang, but another one, Tiger Rune."

"Tiger rune? Is there a cloud pattern?"

Song Yilin shook her head: "No."

"Sit down, or bite?"

"Bitting Potential"

"How could...?"

"Think I know, this tiger rune should be the style of the Ministry of War, right? But I don't know much about the imperial system, so I can only ask you."

"Tiger talisman patterns are extremely rare, there are only two types, one is lying on the cloud head, but it can be used by anyone who is a prince, and the princes in Beijing generally like to make other talismans, and the other is biting. It's the style of the Ministry of War." Wen Ran sat up, faced Song Yilin, and said sternly, "That kind of tiger talisman pattern is not commonly used. Even princes and uncles can't use it. If it is private, it will be considered treason. Misfortune connects the nine families."

Who dares? !

No one dares!At least no one dared to be so blatant.

Therefore, the boxes sent in by Fan's mansion are all from the Ministry of War, and they do not belong to Fan Rong.

Qin Tang is on business for Dali Temple, does he know that someone from the Ministry of War is also here?

Wen Ran was at a loss for a moment, and Song Yilin's face darkened slightly.