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In the early morning of the next day, several doctors gave Yuan Chen a pulse one by one. After confirming that Yuan Chen was fine, Feng Shiqing decided to go down the mountain and return home in the afternoon.

After getting the news, Qiu Wenshu took Yinquan back to the dormitory to pack the things.

Qiu Wenshu thought about it carefully, staying in the academy was like planting a landmine for the Qiu family by himself, and he might suffer from a mouth disease one day, so...he was going to drop out of school.

The door of the dormitory was ajar, and Yuan Chen was not in the room.

Qiu Wenshu's master and servant went in first, Yinquan tidied up the bed, and Qiu Wenshu tidied up the books.Thinking back, he had spent a lot of effort to study in the college, who knew that he would drop out of school in just a few months.

Qiu Wenshu hastily gathered up the books, stacked them in a pile, and paced around the dormitory, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

There was a painting in front of Yuan Chen's desk. When Qiu Wenshu passed by, he looked down and couldn't look away.The fine brushwork in the painting is reckless, and a few strokes outline the back of a cold and noble scholar, which is very artistic.

"Nice painting!"

It must be good to get the word "good" from Qiu Wenshu.Yinquan walked over curiously to have a look, and said, "I never thought that Mr. Yuan's handwriting is ugly, but his painting skills are so good."

Qiu Wenshu shook his head, and pointed to the inscription on the lower right corner. The handwriting was flamboyant and graceful, and it was not Yuan Chen's ugly handwriting.

"Then whose painting is this?" Yinquan was asking, when a call came from the door.

"Brother Qiu?"

Qiu Wenshu turned around and looked, Yuan Chen walked in slowly with breakfast, he was smiling, and when his eyes fell on the painting, he seemed to be frozen.

"Why are you here?" Yuan Chen put down his tray, walked to his desk, and said with a smile, "What do you think of this painting?"

Qiu Wenshu replied, "Very good."

"I also think Gao Yuan's paintings are very good," Yuan Chen said as he stood with his hands behind his back, as if appreciating the painting carefully, "so I asked him for it specially, and planned to mount it on the wall."

lofty?

Qiu Wenshu couldn't remember Gao Yuan's appearance, but he remembered that Yuan Chen had written to him specifically saying that Gao Yuan was always No.

A talented man who is favored and watched by Yuan Chen.

Qiu Wenshu rolled up the painting dully, and turned back to pack his pen and inkstone.

Seeing Qiu Wenshu's big and small bags on the bed, Yuan Chen couldn't help asking, "What are you doing packing these?"

Yinquan said: "My young master is going back to the Qiu family."

"Why do you need to clean up when you go back to Qiu's house?" Yuan Chen heard the sound, and looked at Qiu Wenshu with a bit of complexity in his eyes, "Could it be that Brother Qiu is planning to drop out of school?"

Qiu Wenshu pursed his lips and replied, "Yes."

Yuan Chen also pursed his lips and did not speak, walked to the round stool and sat down absent-mindedly, and began to have breakfast.

Qiu Wenshu packed his belongings expressionlessly, looked at Yuan Chen from the corner of his eye, and was a little surprised to see him drinking the porridge with a spoon in his left hand.

Yuan Chen suddenly felt something, raised his head and glanced at Qiu Wenshu, Qiu Wenshu immediately looked away abruptly.

"Brother Qiu, what are you looking at?"

"nothing."

Yuan Chen ate his breakfast, Yinquan Xiruan also cleaned up, and found a broom from outside.

Yuan Chen saw it, glanced under his bed, and immediately shook his head to stop him: "No, I'll see by myself—"

Yinquan had already bent down in front of Yuanchen's bed, and while poking the broom under the bed, he said: "Young master and Mr. Yuan, wait outside for a while, the little one will be healed soon."

"En." Qiu Wenshu was about to move around, when he saw Yuan Chen strode past him and said "wait" anxiously, when he turned his head to look, Yinquan had already let out a scream.

"what!"

The atmosphere seemed to be in a bad mood, Qiu Wenshu paced over, but fortunately the room was cramped, with only a few steps to the left and right.Soon, he saw a piece of blood cloth appeared under Yuan Chen's bed, and the blood color was dim and solidified.

Qiu Wenshu stopped walking, and hurriedly looked away.

"Master Yuan... this... what is this..."

Yuan Chen forcefully grabbed the broom in Yinquan's hand, threw it on the ground expressionlessly, and asked softly, "What do you think this is?"

Yinquan seemed to have thought of something, and took a step back in horror, not daring to answer.

Qiu Wenshu pursed his lips, and cast a look at Yinquan, signaling him to go out first.It's just that Yinquan can only move his legs, and Yuan Chen has already stretched out his hand to stop him from going.

Yuan Chen sighed almost imperceptibly, glanced at Qiu Wenshu obscurely, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this either." If possible, I never want you to know my true face.

"You, what do you want..." Yinquan took a step back anxiously, glanced at Qiu Wenshu, and signaled him to flee quickly, "There are heavy guards inside and outside the courtyard, you, if you dare to mess around, don't even think about going out again Already!"

Qiu Wenshu closed his eyes deeply: "Okay!" These two people are too contrived!

But... Yinquan didn't know Yuan Chen was a daughter beforehand, so it's normal to have some misunderstandings.Qiu Wenshu ordered Yinquan: "Xiang, Miss Yuanchen, apologize."

Yuan Chen frowned, unable to believe what he heard: "What?"

Yinquan was also very shocked, looked at Yuan Chen, then at the bloody cloth on the ground, and suddenly blushed: "Young one, I don't know... Miss Yuanchen... offended..."

"..." Yuan Chen was stunned, slow to respond.

Qiu Wenshu waved his hand at Yinquan, and Yinquan ran out with his head down.

Only Yuan Chen and Qiu Wenshu were left in the room. Yuan Chen finally turned his head, looked at Qiu Wenshu, and asked hesitantly: "Did you say that on purpose?" Chance to escape and report?

Qiu Wenshu was expressionless, with red ears on both sides, and said, "Don't be ashamed."

"... "

"Monthly letter, routine."

"... "

Yuan Chen covered his face with his hands, looking hopeless.

Qiu Wenshu didn't know how to comfort him, so he repeated awkwardly: "Don't be ashamed."

"Qiu Wenshu," Yuan Chen gritted his teeth and said through his fingers, "You idiot!"

This time it's Qiu Wenshu's turn to be confused, is he stupid?How stupid?

From childhood to adulthood, Qiu Wenshu was proficient in everything that a literati should know, except for the troublesome mouth disease. He has never been judged as "stupid"!

With a sullen face, Qiu Wenshu blurted out, "Who are you stupid to ask?"

Yuan Chen took a deep breath, hesitating to speak but stopped, after a few times, he could only cast a glance at Qiu Wenshu, and said in a hateful voice, "Everything is stupid."

Qiu Wenshu pursed his lips, believing that Yuan Chen was perfunctory, turned his head, and saw the picture scroll on Yuan Chen's desk again, feeling even more depressed.

The scene froze for a moment.

Yuan Chen kicked the blood cloth under the bed, walked back to drink the porridge, the sound of the porcelain spoon hitting the bowl was crisp and clear.

Qiu Wenshu walked to Yuan Chen's desk in silence, took out a piece of letter paper, and naturally stretched out his right hand to touch the pen, but unexpectedly found nothing.

Qiu Wenshu raised his eyes and saw that the pen rest and other things were placed on the left hand side, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.Generally, people who are right-handed to hold the pen, how can they place the pen on the upper left?

Qiu Wenshu looked at Yuan Chen, and saw Yuan Chen was holding the bowl in his left hand, suffocating the porridge.

"Are you... left-handed?"

Yuan Chen looked over in surprise, and met Qiu Wenshu's searching eyes.Yuan Chen hastily lowered his head, rather annoyed: "Why, can't it?"

At that time, people discriminated against left-handers a lot. Many left-handers have been punished since they were young. Xu Yuanchen also had this kind of shadow, so he was more aggressive.

Qiu Wenshu didn't struggle anymore, took a pen, wrote down his Qiu family's address, walked up to Yuan Chen, and handed out the letterhead as if condescending.

Yuan Chen took the letter paper, glanced at it, and asked, "What are you giving this to me for? Is it convenient for communication?"

"Hmm." Yes and no.Qiu Wenshu thought for a while and asked, "What about you?"

"Ok?"

"Home, where?"

Yuan Chen glanced at Qiu Wenshu vigilantly, and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"Convenience, propose marriage."

When Yuan Chen heard this, he rushed to his Adam's apple and coughed violently.