Marriage is not easy [Transmigration Book]

"Master, are you awake?"

Seeing the figure, Mei Xiang whispered happily, but she didn't hear Wen Yelan's response on the bed for a long time.

Mei Xiang thought that Wen Yelan was not feeling well, and her happy tone just now turned a little worried. She pushed the door open again, stepped over the threshold, and asked anxiously, "Master, is there something wrong with you? Ma'am I have already invited the doctor over, and the doctor is waiting below, and this servant is going to invite someone here!"

When Mei Xiang finished speaking and was about to go out, the hoarse voice of Wen Yelan, who was covered by the gauze curtain on the bed and as cold as ice, came with some haste.

"Mei Xiang! I'm fine, let the doctor go back, I'm just tired."

Mei Xiang was stopped by him, and she was in a dilemma, not knowing whether she should listen to him or not.

"Master, your voice...is your body really all right?" Mei Xiang felt that Wen Yelan's voice seemed to be neighing once, and it was hoarse as if she had a febrile disease, so she really couldn't reassure Mei Xiang.

Wen Yelan lowered his head and could see the bluish and red marks on his body in the clothes he had opened, and the unimaginable images flashed in his mind, thinking that he had dragged Xiao Jin to do that thing, and finally had sex with Xiao Jin So many times, he was made to pass out.Thinking about it, Wen Yelan's face was as black as a dense cloud.

He was extremely exhausted right now, but the faint pain coming from somewhere under his body kept telling Wen Yelan that everything in his mind was real, not a dream.

Wen Yelan just lifted the clothes on his chest and took a look, and his face turned blue. He didn't need to think about it, I'm afraid he should have a lot of these marks all over his body. If Mei Xiang really went to invite the doctor... Wen Yelan's hands were tight grabbed the quilt.

"It's all right, let's just have a bit of wind and cold last night, just rest for a while, you go down first, don't let anyone come over and disturb me."

When Mei Xiang heard what Wen Yelan said, although she was still worried, she didn't dare to go too far, and just gently closed the door.

"Don't let...Xiao Jin come over, you go down and tidy up a room for him to rest..."

At the last moment when Mei Xiang closed the door, Wen Yelan's annoyed and awkward voice suddenly came.Mei Xiang paused, feeling a little strange.

"Young Master, is this a quarrel with Master Xiao?"

Mei Xiang shook her head, and stopped guessing, and silently ordered the people below to clean up a room for Xiao Jin next door.

After Xiao Jin told Daqing to leave, he turned and went back to the yard, and saw a group of servants and maids in full swing.He walked in and saw that they were tidying up a room next to it that had been unoccupied for a long time.

This is……

Xiao Jin glanced back at Wen Yelan's closed room, and his heart became clear.

Is someone being shy?

Seeing Xiao Jin coming back, Mei Xiang walked out from a group of servants, glanced at him strangely, and called "Master Xiao".

Xiao Jin smiled, just nodded and glanced at his room tonight, probably his bedroom, and nodded, glanced at the next door from the corner of his eye, and asked, "Young Master, are you awake?"

"I woke up just now, but I don't seem to be in good health, and I don't want to see the doctor." Mei Xiang said worriedly.

Xiao Jin coughed twice, and looked sideways at the scenery: "Maybe it was caused by a bit of cold last night, you go and ask the doctor to prescribe some medicines for his body." He lost his mind last night and asked for warmth Yelan time and time again, when he woke up the next day, he realized that the marks he had left on him were not at 01:30.He had expected Wen Yelan's reluctance to see anyone.

Mei Xiang nodded, turned around and said a few words to a few servants and maids, bowed to Xiao Jin and hurriedly went to find the doctor.

Xiao Jin watched her hurried steps and covered his eyes with his hands.

The crazy images from last night in his mind filled his thoughts again, Wen Yelan's face when he was in orgasm, and his murmuring voice flashed in front of him scene by scene.

Xiao Jin walked to the door of Wen Yelan's room, raised his hand, then put it down lightly, stood at the door for a long time, and was finally woken up by the servant who had already packed the house.

Xiao Jin stared deeply at the carved door, then turned around and waved away the people, and walked into the room next to Wen Yelan.

Wen Yelan lifted the gauze curtain on the bed and looked at the door with complicated eyes. A tall and thin figure stood there outside the door. Wen Yelan pursed his lips, lifted the quilt on his body, moved his feet twice, and retracted again. in the quilt.When Wen Yelan walked to the door, he raised and lowered his hand several times, and when he finally touched the door, the figure outside the door had disappeared.

Wen Yelan froze for a moment, pursed her lips even tighter, her eyes grew colder, dragged her aching body and slowly walked back to the bed, lifted the quilt and suddenly covered her head.

the other side.

Ling Que gently pushed open the door and walked into the room. The boy lying on the bed was still in a deep sleep.Ling Que walked to the bed with the water basin in his hands, put the water basin on a side shelf, and gently brushed the young man's pale and bloodless cheeks with his slender fingers.

"Xiao Wu, it's okay, it's time to get up."

Ling Que's soft and deep voice kept ringing in the room. He had said this sentence countless times, but the immature boy on the bed still closed his eyes tightly, without any response.

Ling Que's face was pale, showing no emotion.

He didn't speak any more, just reached into the basin next to him, picked up the face towel in the water and tightened it, and gently wiped Xiao Wu's face one by one.

The face scarf paused when it touched the red and swollen scar on Xiao Wu's face, making Que's movements more gentle.He put the face towel into the warm water, stretched out his hands and untied Xiao Wu's clothes, and Xiao Wu's scarred body was slowly revealed in front of his eyes.No matter how many times Ling Que saw it, every time he saw Xiao Wu's body, his eyes were as cold as a cold pool.

"Did it hurt at the time? My Xiao Wu has always been afraid of pain..."

Ling Que's fingers lightly brushed the deep and shallow scars on Xiao Wu's body, and his eyes became darker.

"It's okay, it's all right now, senior brother is waiting for our Xiao Wu to wake up, let's go home together."

Ling Que murmured a few more words, then chuckled suddenly, and returned to his usual tepid expression.Ling Que wiped Xiao Wu's body and gave him some medicine.

The doctor said that Xiao Wu suffered too much physical damage and suffered a lot of losses, and it may take a long time to recover. As for Xiao Wu still not waking up, the doctor just shook his head and sighed.

Xiao Wu doesn't want to wake up.

After Daqing left with the doctor, Ling Que stayed by Xiaowu's side all night, and said nothing the next day, but took over the job of serving Xiaowu.

Xiao Jin walked around the square table several times in the empty room, and the tea filled on the table was completely cold.Finally, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat on the bed. He leaned against the wall and tapped his thighs lightly with his fingers.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Wen Yelan, who was covering the quilt, heard a faint sound, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he quickly removed it.Wen Yelan lifted the quilt, followed the sound, and slowly sat down at the place closest to the source of the sound.

The vague knocking sound fell on Wen Yelan's heart one after another, and Wen Yelan felt a little swollen and aching.

Xiao Jin and Wen Yelan are separated by a wall, and they can't see each other, but Xiao Jin just feels that Wen Yelan is on the opposite side, and maybe he is leaning against the same wall in the same posture as him.

Xiao Jin leaned his back against the wall, looked at the beams with his eyes, tapped his fingers lightly and rhythmically.A dark and deep echo echoed in the room.

Xiao Jin didn't know how long he had been knocking, but he could feel the sunlight projected from outside the door changing from blazing to soft, and the shadows changing from short to long.

Just when Xiao Jin stopped, there was a very, very small response from the opposite side - a small knocking sound that would easily be ignored if you didn't pay attention.

The corners of Xiao Jin's mouth rose slowly, and one knee was bent. He covered his face with his hands, resting his chin on his knees, and let out hearty laughter.

Wen Yelan, who was separated from him by a wall, wrapped his left hand in his right hand and hung it on his bent knees, the smile in his eyes was fleeting.

But unlike Xiao Jin and Wen Yelan's side, Liu Quanyong's side was as scary as a storm coming.

Liu Quanyong kicked Liu Dayong, who was kneeling in front of him, to the ground. Liu Dayong didn't dare to resist, so he could only endure Liu Quanyong's anger in a silent voice.

"Trash, all of you are trash!"

Liu Quanyong walked to the side angrily, and threw all the teapots and cups on the table at the guards standing aside.The guards could only lower their heads and stand aside, not daring to show their breath.

"Wen Yelan and Xiao Jin escaped, and those two opera singers were rescued. What's the use of me still raising you bastards!"

Liu Quanyong was furious. When he heard that Wen Yelan was taken away by Xiao Jin, his anger was about to reach a critical point. Unexpectedly, there was more than one "good news". Immediately, some servants of the mansion rushed to say that they would be locked up in other places. The two actors from the theater were gone too!

This is really a big joke!

His Liu Quanyong's guard was still knocked unconscious outside the courtyard, while the people guarding Ling Que on the other side didn't even know that there was no one in the room.

"Master Liu, please calm down! My little one, I'm going to catch those two actors right away. I beg you, Mr. Liu, to give me another chance!"

Liu Dayong ran to Liu Quanyong's feet in panic, holding Liu Quanyong's right foot tightly.

"Give you a chance? Didn't Zhou Ping beg me to give him a chance at the beginning? What are his consequences? Do you know?" Liu Quanyong kicked Liu Dayong away, stretched out his foot and stomped hard on his face.

Liu Dayong thought that Zhou Ping's fear was even deeper, and Zhou Ping died before dawn.

"My lord, please, I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you an explanation."

Liu Dayong was so frightened that his nose and tears flowed out, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

With a sullen face, Liu Quanyong stepped on his face and said viciously: "Okay, I will give you another chance. I want to know who rescued them."

Liu Dayong kept nodding his head in response.

At a corner they didn't notice, a slender figure passed by.

Liu Quanyong turned his head and squinted his eyes.