I was tricked by the black lotus [Transmigration Book]

"My cousin is injured, I want to take a look." Wen Xueer said softly.

"I'm just bluffing, it's fine." Seeing that she seemed to be holding a small medicine bottle, Shen Qingshu beckoned, "Come here."

"Is it for me?" Shen Qingshu pointed to the bottle after she approached.

Wen Xueer nodded slightly: "This can dispel stasis."

"You tuned it yourself?"

"Before I came from Suzhou, I learned something from a doctor. After all, the journey is far away, just in case." Wen Xueer seemed not to want to continue this topic, so she paused, "Do you need me to let the maid come in and paint?"

"You come." Shen Qingshu raised his eyebrows.

Wen Xueer was stunned for a moment, then slowly sat on the bedside.

When her soft fingers slid across, a few drops of cold sweat broke out on Shen Qingshu's forehead.

"Thank you." Wen Xueer gently parted her red lips.

Shen Qingshu understood what she was talking about: "Actually, if you don't like it, you can refuse it. There is no reason to force it."

"Really?" Wen Xueer continued after a while, "I dare not."

"Don't be afraid, there are always sensible people in the Shangshu Mansion." Shen Qingshu held back for a long time before choking out a sentence.

Wen Xueer's face remained calm, and she said softly, "I know."

In addition to applying the medicine, Wen Xueer also helped Shen Qingshu lightly press the wound. She felt that the pain had disappeared, and she fell asleep like this before she knew it.

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"Mother, help me go and talk to Wen Xue'er, anyway, they are all living in the Shangshu Mansion, why not marry me." Shen Zi'an begged.

"Let's talk about it when the master comes back. Don't worry, the mother you like will definitely ask for it for you."

"I don't know what this little sister likes. Why don't I go and search for something to make her happy. It's no fun seeing her smile all day long."

"You." The second aunt poked her son's forehead helplessly.

When Shen Qingshu woke up, he subconsciously looked at the bedside.Wen Xueer had already left, leaving only a slightly sunken soft mark.

When Shen Qingshu got out of bed, he found several pearl hairpins neatly placed in a small round basin on the table, and there were a few small plates of pastries beside it.

Shen Qingshu casually picked up a piece of jujube cake: "Who brought something here again?"

However, when she saw a piece of blue brocade clothes under the beads, she knew it was sent by Hefengyuan.

Shen Qingshu looked at the orderly curls, and put the jujube cake into his mouth.

I don't know what she looks like when she lowers her eyebrows and twists the thread?

A burst of rich sweet fragrance rippling in the air, Shen Qingshu chewed this jujube cake slowly.

"I heard that the cakes and pearl hairpins were sent by the third young master eagerly, but Miss Wen sent them to our Qiufengyuan as soon as she changed hands." The maid said.

"Ahem——" Shen Qingshu was caught off guard by the jujube cake and choked several times.

"I just got up, my mouth is still dry, why are you so eager to eat." The maid hurriedly handed over the teacup.

"Shen Zi'an just gave away two perfunctory gifts on Shenqing...my birthday...but now he is...promising," Shen Qingshu managed to recover, "It turns out That guy bought it, no wonder it's so unpalatable."

"This is Tianxianglou's jujube cake, how can it be unpalatable?"

Seeing that Shen Qingshu didn't speak, the maid continued to persuade: "Miss, I think Miss Wen's family background is not as good as that of the officials and eunuchs in Beijing, but her appearance is first-class, and she is enough to match the third young master." The maid said as she spoke Weighing Shen Qingshu's expression.

Shen Qingshu's feelings now are hard to describe in words... Who cares whether she is worthy of Shen Zi'an, it's obvious that Shen Zi'an can't match her.

Seeing that Shen Qingshu was always in a trance, the maid called softly.

"When will my father come back?"

"There is news from the official residence that it will be finished in about two or three days."

Shen Qingshu paced around the room, seeming to be worried about something.

We must dispel Shen Zi'an's idea before Shen Shangshu comes back.

But how to dispel Shen Shangshu's idea?

From the beginning to the end, Wen Xueer sat quietly on the swing and read a book. Even though Shen Zi'an was pestering her, she never raised her head to look at him, at most she nodded or shook her head.

Shen Zi'an was a little annoyed, although this beauty was beautiful, she was really a bit dull.

"The rouge in Zhuyan Pavilion is the best, why don't I ask them to bring it up for you to choose tomorrow?"

"The wine and food in Zuixianju are the best, and the girl also..."

"Hey, are you deaf?"

"How is the girl from Zuixianju?" The crisp voice came from far to near.

Shen Zi'an looked back and found that it was Shen Qingshu, so he said with a sad face, "Why should you not listen?"

Wen Xueer on the other side raised her eyes when she heard the words, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

"No, why do you—" Shen Zi'an saw Wen Xue'er's changes, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Shen Qingshu ignored him, but walked up to Wen Xueer, and asked softly: "It's windy here, you're not in good health, why don't you care about it?"

Wen Xueer was a little puzzled, why did I ever feel ill?

Shen Qingshu turned his back to his third brother, touched his throat with his fingertips, and coughed calmly.

"Cough, cough, cough—" Although Wen Xue'er didn't understand her intention, she still understood Shen Qingshu's movements very quickly. It was just this cough that made her snowy cheeks turn slightly red.

Shen Qingshu looked nervous, and quickly took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, and gently patted her back with the other hand.

When Wen Xueer recovered, Shen Qingshu took back the handkerchief, but when she saw the bright red on the handkerchief, her face froze suddenly: "Hemoptysis again."

"What?" Shen Zi'an also widened his eyes.

Seeing this, Wen Xueer's eyes flashed with shock for a moment, and then said lightly: "Second cousin, it's fine, I'm used to it."

"No, what's going on?" Shen Zi'an was still surprised.

Shen Qingshu's yingbai face was almost wrinkled into a ball, seeing that Shen Zi'an wanted to ask more questions, he pulled him all the way out of Hefengyuan.

"Sister Wen is only at such an age, why is her life so hard?" Shen Qingshu's eyes turned red.

"Parent and mother are gone, it's very hard, but if you stay with me in the future, wouldn't it be hard?" Shen Zi'an probed into the Hefeng courtyard.

"When are you still talking?" Shen Qingshu unfolded the handkerchief.

"Is it serious?" Shen Zi'an finally became more serious.

"Stubborn illness," Shen Qingshu squeezed the handkerchief tightly, "This time I came to the capital to seek medical treatment."

"Then treat it, what are you doing with a frowning face?"

"But it's all coughing up blood!" Shen Qingshu's tone was a little excited, "I'm afraid it's... I'm afraid it's..."

"No wonder she looks sick, it turns out she is sick."

Shen Qingshu continued: "If you marry her, I have no objection, it's just that her body is like this, maybe it won't be long, remember..."

"Yes! I don't want to take an ancestor back to serve me." Shen Zi'an frowned.

After all, he had a slightly regretful expression: "It's a pity, sister Wen fell into my heart the first time I saw her."

"You're just greedy for someone's body." Shen Qingshu looked at him coldly.

"Sister, I found that you never stood by me once."

"How many ridiculous things have you done that you have forgotten?"

Shen Zi'an gave her a "chuck", turned around and left.

Seeing Shen Zi'an walking away, Shen Qingshu's heart slowly sank.

Hearing footsteps, Wen Xueer slowly closed the book.

"Xue'er is indeed extremely clever." Shen Qingshu said with a smile.

"Is it for the third cousin to pretend to be sick?" Wen Xueer asked.

"He's shallow-minded, so he's easy to deceive," Shen Qingshu stuck out his tongue, "However, the lies he made up are a bit too much."

"It's okay," Wen Xueer looked at her with complicated eyes, "but the blood doesn't look fake to me."

"If you think too much, just those things in the dyeing workshop."

Wen Xueer touched the ground with her toes, slowly stabilized the swing and stood up slowly.She gently lifted Shen Qingshu's wrist, then stroked the sleeves: "I'm sorry."

A white tourniquet loomed in front of him.

Wen Xueer resisted the warmth in her eyes from spreading: "You..."

"Do you have a vase in your room? If so, be careful, otherwise you will cut your hands like me if you knock it over." Shen Qingshu withdrew his hand unnaturally.

After finishing speaking, she almost ran away in despair.

Wen Xueer looked at her figure with a slight wave in her eyes.

She bent down and picked up the handkerchief that Shen Qingshu accidentally dropped.Regardless of the wet blood, she held the handkerchief in her palm.

Shen Qingshu walked a long way, but the sudden throbbing still persisted for a long time.

Some expect her to be grateful, but some are afraid that she will feel naive.

However, Shen Zi'an's test should have been passed... The next thing is up to the master of the Shen family.

After returning to Qiufengyuan, Shen Qingshu did not forget to tell the maid: "Go to the medical center, prescribe prescriptions to nourish your body, and bring back more medicinal materials. Remember to be gentle, even if you are sick or not, you will be fine if you take it." Plant it, and then boil it every day and send it to the Lotus Wind Academy."

The maid questioned, "Miss, if Miss Wen is ill, wouldn't it be better for the maid to go and invite the doctor back?"

"It's not that I'm sick, just..." Shen Qingshu couldn't explain clearly for a while, "Forget it, if someone asks you on the road, just say that you were sent to Hefengyuan, and don't say anything else .”

The maid was still puzzled.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Except for the need to discipline the third young master, Miss, you usually seldom care about other people's business."

If the original owner had been more meddling, Wen Xueer would not have fallen to that point, Shen Qingshu sighed.

*After another two days, Shen Shangshu finally came back from the mansion.

It was a time when the family was asking about their health, but the second aunt suddenly suggested that Wen Xueer should come out to meet the master.

Shen Qingshu was startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Shen Zi'an, but Shen Zi'an shrugged to her, expressing that he didn't know about it, Shen Qingshu felt a little relieved.

As long as Shen Zi'an refuses to admit it, even if Second Yiniang proposes, this matter will not be accomplished.

Wen Xue'er wore plain clothes today, but when that graceful figure entered the hall, Shen Qingshu's heart sank.

She saw Shen Shangshu's speechless appearance.