Chapter 15 The Fourth Master with a Quirk
Wenjiu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.
Logically speaking, since the Fourth Master stayed overnight, she could take the opportunity to sleep with him.
However, along with this comes the doctor whom I will see early tomorrow morning.
Is that the doctor?
That is clearly the King of Hell.
Wen Jiumu's face said, "Yan Wang... Uh, Doctor Liu, you've worked hard. Go back first. I'll trouble you to come back tomorrow morning."
As soon as Doctor Liu left, the other two started chattering.
Hawthorn: "Sister, that's great, the master really stayed overnight!" There will be good days in the future!
Su Peisheng: "Sister, that's great, the master really stayed overnight!" No need to be punished!
Warming wine: "......"
Oh, it’s all tears when I talk too much.
"Why are you taking so long to talk?" The fourth master in the room said impatiently: "Where's the tea? Hurry and bring me some."
Before Wenjiu could say anything, Shanzha replied cheerfully: "Master, would you like a cup of plum blossom tea? The young lady picked plum blossoms specially today and brewed them with some snow water. It is very soothing and sweet. Would you like to try the young lady's craftsmanship?" After saying that, she winked at Wenjiu.
The Fourth Master glanced at the dazed Wen Jiu and waved his hand: "Bring it."
Qingliang Pavilion once again ushered in the busiest day in its history.
The young eunuchs came here one after another, some carrying ornaments, some carrying clothes and bedding, and some carrying hot water. After a while, they decorated this cool place in a presentable manner.
Thanks to the Fourth Master, I was able to warm up the wine and take a comfortable hot bath.
She sat in front of the mirror and brushed her hair. She didn't even have time to appreciate her own beauty. Her mind was full of how to break the current situation.
There are two dead ends ahead.
One was that she slept with the Fourth Master to keep him alive, and then the next day the doctor took her pulse and confirmed that she was not sick, and then she was strangled to death by the Fourth Master.
Second, he refused to sleep with the Fourth Master and secretly ran away. Then, because he failed to fulfill the original owner's wish, he died three days later...
"Sister, choose a hairpin and see which one to take to see the Fourth Master?" Shanzha enthusiastically brought the jewelry to her.
Wen Jiu said lazily: "What are you choosing? Only children make choices. Put all the valuable things on my head."
After saying this, Wenjiu was stunned for a moment.
Yes, only children make choices! No matter what you choose, she wants them all!
Then, he hugged Hawthorn and gave it a kiss.
"You are such a clever little fellow!"
Then, he ran to the dormitory eager to get started.
Leaving Shanzha behind in a daze, how did she become smart?
In the main hall, the Fourth Master was drinking plum blossom tea quite comfortably, holding a book in his hand and reading it very seriously.
Su Peisheng, who was standing next to him, was fanning him with a fan. When he saw the wine being warmed, he winked at him with a beaming look on his face.
Wenjiu frowned in surprise. What was going on?
It’s already cold enough in Qingliang Pavilion, why do we need to fan ourselves?
Is it true that... young people are full of firepower?
Wenjiu trotted over, took the fan from Su Peisheng's hand and said, "Go out and have a rest. I'll be there to serve you."
Su Peisheng glanced at his master, and seeing that his master ignored him, he tactfully walked out the door.
Wen Jiu held up a fan and fanned the Fourth Master intermittently, then personally brought a piece of dessert to him and said, "Master, how long are you going to read?"
The Fourth Master didn't even take his eyes off the book: "Can't you see I'm handling official business? Put away those little thoughts of yours."
The smile on Wenjiu's face became brighter, and he picked up the fan and fanned it vigorously: "I know, I know, Jiuer will never disturb me. If I have any instructions, just tell me, and Jiuer will do it now."
The Fourth Master wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt quite annoyed. He didn't know why, but he felt particularly hot today.
In particular, if you are not careful you can see the snow-white wrist and the faint cleavage under the loose middle garment.
After taking another sip of plum blossom tea, the Fourth Master frowned and pointed to the basin over there: "Go, put your pajamas in the basin and soak them."
Wen Jiu blinked blankly: "Huh?"
The Fourth Master frowned: "Don't understand?"
"I understand. I understand."
Wenjiu immediately ran over and soaked his clothes in the water as he said. He couldn't help but mutter: "What does this gentleman like about getting wet? Temptation?"
Subconsciously, he turned around and glanced at the Fourth Master, thinking that one really can't judge a book by its cover.
He looks quite righteous and seems younger than she should be. But his personality...tsk tsk...it's hard to describe.
In fact, the Fourth Master's appearance is not the kind of handsome that appears extremely conspicuous at first glance.
But his facial features are very smooth and his proportions are perfect.
He has thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and lips of moderate thickness, without a trace of delicateness, showing the rugged and wild handsomeness unique to northern men.
And he was very tall, and the wine he stood on only reached his chest.
To be fair, this is the one that Wenjiu likes.
It’s a pity that he has such a bad temper and is a high-end figure in a patriarchal society, so you really can’t afford to offend him.
The Fourth Master frowned at her intentional or unintentional gaze, his Adam's apple moved, and he simply went to sit down beside the bed: "Come here."
Wenjiu couldn't help but feel a little nervous. If it were any other time, she would have never lost in terms of being thick-skinned.
But climbing into bed was her first time as a grown woman getting into a bridal sedan chair.
He swallowed hard, and shook the clothes in his hand while warming the wine: "Master, then this clothes..."
Fourth Master: "Put it on."
Warming wine: "......"
It turns out that all men are perverts.
This bastard is no exception!
Never mind, it's no big deal.
Come on, just treat it as a bite.
One bite and you'll be alive!
"Hey!" The Fourth Master suddenly frowned: "What are you doing?"
Wenjiu looked at himself: "What's wrong?"
Didn’t you tell me to wear it?
The Fourth Master glared at her fiercely: "I told you to wear it, not take it off!"
Warming wine: “…Ah?”
His Adam's apple moved slightly, he turned his face away and said stiffly, "Can't you just wear two layers?"
Wenjiu put on both layers with a question mark on his forehead. When he was about to change his pants, he heard a loud shout.
“That’s enough!”
The Fourth Master wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the white and tender feet with the corner of his eyes, his eyes dark and deep: "Come and lie on the bed."
Wenjiu glanced at himself, dripping wet: "Just... lie like this?"
Fourth Master: "Yes, just lie down like this!"
Warming the wine: "..."
Okay, she gritted her teeth, kicked off her shoes and ran straight to the bed to lie down.
Fortunately, there were several pots of charcoal fire in the Qingliang Pavilion today, and the room was warm.
There seemed to be a blanket under the quilt, so I didn't feel cold when lying on it.
Spread out on the bed, warm the wine and close your eyes.
Come on, she can!
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