Chapter 213 I Just Want to Listen to Master's Wife

When Shao Siyan came back, he was taken to the main courtyard instead of Gui Ta Anzhen's small courtyard.

His hand holding the medicine box tightened instantly, and he immediately felt that this was another trick of Gui Ta An Zhen to seduce her master.

He gritted his teeth in secret, thinking that he might as well just make the man paralyzed on one side of his body.

When he entered the room and saw that only Gui Ta'an Zhen was lying inside, and there was no sign of Qi Yue, Shao Siyan's mood improved a little.

He put down the medicine box and began to examine Guita Anzhen's arm.

After a while.

Shao Siyan frowned as he fixed his right arm again, and applied ointment to the bruised neck. He wrote a prescription and kept the ointment...

Guita's An Zhen was afraid that Qi Yue would hold An Ze accountable, so he pretended to faint on purpose, but later he really fainted from the pain.

As autumn was approaching, the ice was removed and no longer used.

There was a newly made rattan and bamboo lounge chair next to the bed. Qi Yue was lying on it, flipping through a storybook leisurely, while He Xiang was fanning him beside him.

After reading the script for an hour, my eyes are a little sleepy.

Qi Yue yawned. He Xiang put down her fan, took the storybook, marked it, and put it back on the bookshelf against the wall.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, Gui Ta An Zhen made a slight sound on the bed.

Seeing that he was about to get up, Qi Yue quickly stepped forward and pressed his chest.

"Don't move. My arm has just been rebandaged and fixed. I will support you. Don't move your right hand!"

"Yes, Princess."

Gui Ta'an Zhen coughed lightly, and what felt even more uncomfortable was his throat, and even his voice became much hoarser.

Qi Yue frowned, with some distress in her eyes: "Talk less these days. A Yan said that your neck was pinched too hard and it affected your throat."

Guita Anzhen leaned back on the bed and reached out to grab her sleeve.

"Princess, I'm fine, please don't..."

"Didn't I tell you to stop talking?"

Qi Yue interrupted him, pulled away his sleeve, and took the porridge handed to him by He Xiang.

"I know what you mean. Don't you just want me to stop blaming that brat An Ze?"

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge, scraped the edge of the bowl, blew it gently until it was warm, and brought it to his lips.

"Okay, just eat and take medicine and heal your wounds. I won't blame him."

Gui Ta'an Zhen opened his lips and drank the porridge, but the expression on his face did not relax even though she said so.

He didn't know what to do or how to tell her how An Ze felt about her...

The bowl of porridge was quickly finished. Qi Yue handed the empty bowl to He Xiang and gently wiped the corner of his lips with a handkerchief.

Guita Anzhen held her hand, his amber eyes filled with complexity.

Qi Yue smiled, stuffed the handkerchief into his hand, and pinched his cheek.

"If there's anything you can't figure out, wait until your throat is better. They're all small matters, don't worry too much. I'll take care of everything."

After comforting Guita Anzhen and asking He Xiang to guard outside the door, Qi Yue took Leng Yue to Linxu's yard.

Because of Anze's noise at noon, Lin Xu locked him in the room after he came back, and then went out to do some work.

The windows in the room were tightly closed and it was very dark. An Ze was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, playing with a pair of panties in his hand.

When he heard the door open, he thought it was Lin Xu who had come back. He cautiously tucked his panties into his arms and turned sideways to stare at the door.

Although it was backlit, his eyesight was excellent and he recognized the person in less than two seconds.

An Ze quickly stood up and walked towards Qi Yue. Just as he was about to hug her in his arms, he was kicked away by Leng Yue behind him.

He fell heavily to the ground with a bang, groaned, and curled up on the ground in pain for a moment.

Qi Yue lightly scolded: "Nonsense! What if An Zhen makes trouble with me after kicking him to death!"

Leng Yue: "I was wrong, please punish me, Princess."

Qi Yue: "Then I'll punish you by letting you stand at the door and enjoy the cold wind for a while."

Anze on the ground: ???

In this late summer day, you call this a cold wind?

"Yes, Princess."

Leng Yue retreated and the door was closed again.

Qi Yue walked over and just as she passed by An Ze, he grabbed her skirt.

He didn't look up, still curled up and sobbing.

"Master's wife...I'm in pain..."

She stopped, curled the corners of her lips, pulled back her skirt, pulled over the nearest stool and sat down.

"Where does it hurt?" Qi Yue raised her foot and tapped his hand that was covering his lower abdomen, "Here?"

"Here?" She kicked his thigh again, and finally landed on his shoulder and pressed slightly, "Or here?"

An Ze turned over and lay flat on the ground under her force. There was no trace of pain on his face, but instead a hidden smile.

"My heart aches... If you don't believe me, you can touch it and see. My heart aches..."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to grab her ankle and pressed her foot against his heart.

Qi Yue reminded him seriously and solemnly: "I accidentally stepped on a pile of bird poop on the way here. Hiss... I accidentally forgot about it. It seems to be my left foot... No, it's my right foot!"

An Ze looked at the right foot stepping on him, and his face twitched slightly.

"I feel like my heart doesn't hurt that much anymore..."

After saying that, he put his right foot down, got up and went to his closet to change his clothes.

Qi Yue supported his chin and watched, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a white spot on the ground.

She reached out and picked it up, and saw that it was her own panties.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart: What a little pervert!

An Ze had just changed half of his clothes when he stole a peek out of the corner of his eye and happened to see this scene. He quickly dropped his clothes and grabbed the panties.

Qi Yue: "Okay, I lost a pair of pants for no apparent reason, and it turned out that you stole it!"

"If you like this style, tell me and ask He Xiang and the others to make a few for you. It seems that you can't wear my size."

An Ze pinched the panties, and the tips of his ears turned red: "I only want the ones that Master's Wife has worn. I like the smell of Master's Wife..."

He wanted to tuck the panties back into his arms, but suddenly remembered something and turned his gaze back to Qi Yue.

"But it's been a while, and the scent of the master's wife has dissipated..."

He dropped his panties on the table and moved closer to her.

"Master, can you give me another one?"

Qi Yue stood with her arms folded, meeting his gaze: "Okay, but... you have to go and apologize to your brother, and from now on you have to respect him, honor him, protect him, and listen to him."

An Ze frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with her caring so much about another man in front of him, even if this man was his own brother.

He bent down, lifted her up by the waist, and took off her embroidered shoes.

Qi Yue was not frightened by this, as if he had expected it.

After he gently put her on the bed, she raised her foot and kicked her, causing her to stagger.

"So presumptuous? You dare to take off my shoes? Kneel down."

Seeing the teasing look on her face, An Ze's breathing became heavier.

His Adam's apple rolled twice, and he half-knelt down, holding onto the edge of the bed.

"Master, I just want to listen to you..."