Seeing her turn and run away, Shen Yunjin's face darkened completely.
Is he really that scary?
However, she only ran two steps before stopping, as if she had thought of something, and then turned back to walk towards him.
When Shen Yunjin saw her arrive, his expression softened slightly.
"Greetings, Young Marshal."
She removed her hood, curtsied slightly, and Shen Yunjin saw a fluffy little head.
She wore a Chinese-style side braid today, exuding a gentle and simple charm. More than half a month has passed, and her face has become a little fuller, making her look even cuter.
The bandage on his forehead was gone, and the wound had scabbed over; it wasn't ugly.
He thought she had something to say to him when she came back, but to his surprise, she simply greeted him with a bow and then turned and left.
Shen Yunjin watched her departing figure, her slender and graceful form palpable even through her cloak. How could there be such a delicate woman in this world?
Shen Yunjin withdrew his gaze expressionlessly. Just as he was about to leave, he looked down and saw something on the ground.
It is a hairpin used by women to adorn their hair.
He subconsciously looked up at Nanzhi, only to find that she had already walked away.
Shen Yunjin had no choice but to reach out and pick it up.
The green camellia hairpin exuded a faint fragrance and a subtle medicinal scent in the air, the same scent as her.
Shen Yunjin stared at the hairpin for a moment, lost in thought. He didn't know why he had remembered her scent.
Shen Yunjin returned to the living room, intending to have someone return the hairpin to Nanzhi, but the phone rang at that moment.
The butler ran to answer it, grunted in response, and then looked at Shen Yunjin: "Young Marshal, they're here to see you."
Shen Yunjin subconsciously put the hairpin into her pocket, walked over to answer the phone, and learned that something had happened at the Military Academy.
The housekeeper saw that after he finished the phone call, he rushed out without even changing his clothes and didn't react much, clearly already used to it.
In today's turbulent times, Shen Yunjin has become a young marshal at a young age, commanding an army of nearly 100,000, and being busy has become a daily routine.
Nan Zhi returned from a stroll in the small garden and saw that Shen Yunjin had gone out again. She instinctively looked away, and only after he disappeared did she ask curiously, "Young Marshal seems to be very busy."
Mentioning the young marshal, the people in the mansion both respected and feared him.
Yu Zhi said, "You don't know, the young marshal is really amazing. He got first place as soon as he entered the military academy. Others studied there for several years before graduating, but he only took two years. After graduating, he took charge of the military academy. I heard that he has more than 100,000 troops in the navy and army under his command. Of course he's busy."
That's amazing!
This inevitably reminded Nanzhi of a famous historical figure—Zhang Shaoshuai.
However, everything in this little world is virtual.
However, everyone seems to be alive and well right now.
When Nanzhi returned to her room, Yuzhi noticed that the hairpin in her hair was missing when she took off Nanzhi's cloak.
She instinctively searched the ground, but found no trace of it.
Nanzhi touched her hair, but couldn't find the familiar hairpin. She frowned slightly, unable to remember where she had dropped it.
Yuzhi led her people back to search, but an hour passed and they still couldn't find it.
Nanzhi opened the window and stood by it, seeing that they were still searching downstairs.
The temperature outside was low, and the maids' cheeks were red from the cold, but they still dared not come back, for fear of being blamed.
Nanzhi called out to them with concern, "If you can't find them, that's fine. Come back quickly."
No matter how important the hairpin is, it's not as important as a person.
Yuzhi and the others returned with some guilt.
Because of the cold air emanating from my body, I dared not go in, fearing I might pass it on to Nanzhi.
The room was warm and cozy with a charcoal fire burning inside, but they stood outside rubbing their hands together.
Nanzhi reached out to pull Yuzhi, while calling to the other maids, "Come in quickly and warm yourself by the fire to ward off the chill."
Yu Zhi and the others hesitated before entering.
Nanzhi asked them to bring chairs and sit down, and everyone gathered around the stove to warm themselves.
At first they were hesitant to sit down, but Nanzhi insisted, and they all eventually sat down, chatting and warming themselves by the fire.
Yu Zhi said with emotion, "Ninth Aunt, you are such a kind person."
“What’s good or bad about it? We’re all women,” Nan Zhi said. “If women don’t care about other women, then this world will be even more difficult.”
Nan Zhi's words touched the girls who had been accustomed to being maids since childhood and had a kind of servile mentality.
They weren't very old, only sixteen or seventeen, and none of them were married yet. If they could, who wouldn't want to stand up straight as a person?
Although Nan Zhi has only been here a short time, after spending these days together, everyone knows that she is down-to-earth and approachable. Gradually, everyone has relaxed and become less reserved.
However, it's still somewhat difficult to get them to open up and talk to her from the heart.
"Cough cough..." Nan Zhi covered her mouth and coughed.
When the maids saw that her illness had not yet improved, they all became worried.
Yuzhi helped her pat her back, and then asked someone to bring her a cup of warm water.
Nanzhi patted her chest and drank some water before feeling better.
The wound on her forehead has almost healed. Shen Yunshan had someone give her the best medicine, and the scar will disappear in less than two months.
However, the internal injuries still caused her to cough frequently, forcing her to take medicine to nourish herself every day.
In the evening, Shen Yunshan returned. Nanzhi did not come downstairs. He immediately asked about her health in the living room.
The steward could hear coughing coming from upstairs from time to time, and he told Shen Yunshan everything, along with what the maids had reported to him.
Knowing that her health was still not good, Shen Yunshan frowned and pondered for a moment. Then, as if he had thought of something, he said to Nanzhi during dinner, "A foreign doctor recently came to the Red Cross Hospital. I heard that his medical skills are quite good. It's not good for you to keep coughing like this. I'll take you to the hospital to have a check-up when I have time."
Upon hearing this, Nan Zhi slowly raised her head to look at him.
Shen Yunjin was also there. Upon hearing this, he remained expressionless and continued eating.
Nan Zhi didn't dare say she wouldn't go. She nodded slightly and said in a very obedient voice, "I'll listen to the Commander."
Seeing that she was becoming more and more obedient, Shen Yunshan was in a good mood. He put some food on her plate and said, "Eat more, get a little fatter, so that it will be easier to have children in the future."
Nan Zhi originally wanted to thank him, but upon hearing this, her face flushed red and then paled a bit. There was obvious resistance in her eyes, but she didn't dare to object. She just bit her lip and silently ate her food.
Shen Yunjin caught a glimpse of her trembling eyelashes out of the corner of his eye. Looking at her pale face, he saw a fragile little white rabbit that had fallen into a wolf's den, doomed to peril.
For some reason, he suddenly spoke up, "The doctors all advised waiting another year. Why is Father in such a hurry? If word gets out, outsiders will think the Shen family line has ended."
Shen Yunshan smiled awkwardly, "That's true, no rush."
But how could Chen Yunshan not be anxious?
Having such a beautiful woman like Nanzhi right beside you, yet you can't eat or touch her for fear of scaring her, is practically torture.
Shen Yunjin continued eating. When he picked up some food, he noticed that Nanzhi was secretly looking at him with bright, sparkling eyes that seemed to be filled with gratitude.
He wasn't helping her, so why is she looking at him like that?
Shen Yunjin looked away uncomfortably.
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