Because of Murong Shu and Xiaotuanzi, everyone ate too much at dinner. After dinner, Murong Shu took Xiaotuanzi for a walk in the yard.

Song Yanran and Liu Ruyan even tested Xiaotuanzi and found that he had not only learned the Three Character Classic and Hundred Family Surnames, but could even recite some poems.

"Yu'er, you are so amazing. You know so many things at such a young age?" Although Liu Ruyan met Xiaotuanzi a little later, she could not resist Xiaotuanzi's cuteness and he quickly captured Liu Ruyan's heart.

"My uncle taught Yu'er all these. He has a lot of books. He is the best man." Little Tuanzi felt that he was far behind his uncle. He would work hard to become as good as him.

Song Yanran looked at Wen Jing who was drinking tea in the distance and thought, "Looking at the Great Saint Dynasty, how many uncles and fathers can there be like you? I can't compare to them, I can't compare to them."

When Song Yanran didn't know that little Tuanzi's third uncle was Wen Jing, she was a little unconvinced. But after she knew it was Wen Jing, she was convinced. He was the child of other people's family in her parents' eyes and the nightmare of her brothers.

Whenever Song Yanran heard her father educating her brothers by saying, "Why don't you learn from the Third Young Master Wen," she was glad that she was not a boy, otherwise she would have been driven crazy by her father.

Maybe he was too tired from playing during the day, so little Tuanzi fell asleep quickly. Madam Wen asked the nanny to take care of him. Because little Tuanzi strongly requested, his room was next to Murong Shu's.

Murong Shu suddenly changed beds and couldn't sleep, so he thought of taking a walk in the yard. When he opened the door, he saw Wen Jing sitting in the yard. Under the moonlight, Wen Jing looked lonely and desolate.

Wen Jing obviously didn't expect Murong Shu to come out at this time. After a moment of stunned silence, he stood up and bowed, "Ms. Mu, are you unable to sleep in a new place?"

Murong Shu really wanted to tell Wen Jing that he loved staying up late, but this was ancient times, and the Third Master Wen might not understand the joy of staying up late, so he simply nodded.

"Ms. Mu, please take a seat. It's all because of Yu'er that you suffer from insomnia." Wen Jing felt that insomnia was a painful thing, and he felt even more guilty because of his little nephew.

"I usually go to bed late, it has nothing to do with Yuer." Murong Shu tried to explain, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

"Why does the Third Young Master sleep so late?" Murong Shu was simply curious.

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "I have been in poor health since I was a child. My mother has been watching me closely. I rarely have the opportunity to go out alone, let alone stay overnight. Today is the first time. Wen Jing is just a little curious."

From the first day Murong Shu met Wen Jing, he had heard that Wen Jing was in poor health. Murong Shu was very curious about what was wrong with such a normal person.

"Third Young Master, would you mind if I take your pulse?" As a doctor, Murong Shu's curiosity made him want to know what was wrong with Wen Jing's body.

Wen Jing didn't expect Murong Shu to ask to feel his pulse. His body reacted faster than his brain and he stretched out his hand and placed it on the stone table. "Thank you, Miss Mu."

Murong Shu instantly became serious, as nervous as he was when he encountered special cases before, and gently placed his fingers on Wen Jing's pulse.

Maybe it was because it was night, Murong Shu's fingers were slightly cold. When their fingers touched Wen Jing's wrist pulse, Wen Jing instantly felt a continuous flow of warmth into his body.

At this moment, Wen Jing finally experienced the warm feeling of the beautiful sister that Wen Yu talked about during the day. It turned out that this was the power that could break the curse on people.

Wen Jing even wanted to get more, he wanted to hug Murong Shu like Yu'er, but his etiquette upbringing made him feel that his thoughts were dirty, and Wen Jing fell into deep self-doubt.

Murong Shu felt Wen Jing's pulse and fell into deep thought. Judging from the pulse, there was no major problem with his body except that he was a little weak. However, it seemed that he had suffered some serious injuries. For the first time, Murong Shu doubted his medical skills.

Unwilling to give up, Murong Shu touched it again, and the result was still the same. Murong Shu asked uncertainly, "Has the Third Young Master ever been hurt?"

"Ms. Mu, is there any other problem with my health?" Wen Jing saw that Murong Shu looked a little frustrated and thought that there was something else wrong with his body.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm not well-trained, I really can't tell what's wrong with the Third Young Master's body." Murong Shu organized his words, afraid that his words were too blunt and would make Wen Jing think too much.

"Miss Mu, don't blame yourself. I'm used to it. My family has also sought out many famous doctors for me, and their diagnoses were similar to Miss Mu's."

Wen Jing really wanted to tell Murong Shu that he was not sick, but just happened to inherit the Wen family curse. None of the Wen family ancestors were lucky enough to find someone who could break the curse, so he didn't know how to lift the curse.

"Will Master Wen be disappointed?" Murong Shu asked softly.

No one ever asked him if he would be disappointed. His father only told him to be strong, to have hope, and to have faith that he would find someone who would make the bell ring.

"Maybe I did, but it's all in the past. I feel much better now. Look, I can now accompany Miss Mu to appreciate the moon here." Wen Jing's self-deprecating words made Murong Shu feel distressed.

"Mr. Wen, I will definitely find a way to cure you." Murong Shu was stunned by the words that came out of her mouth. Why was her emotion always out of control when facing Wen Jing?

"I believe you!" Wen Jing's four words made Murong Shu's mood leap up. This damn heartbeat seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming.

"Wen Jing, let's call each other by our names from now on. You can just call me Rong Shu." The title of "Mr. Wen, Miss Mu" made Murong Shu feel uncomfortable.

"Rong Shu can call me Ziyu. My name is Ziyu." Wen Jing seemed to be possessed at this moment. He really wanted to hear the little girl in front of him call him Ziyu. That must be the most beautiful voice.

Murong Shu nodded obediently and called out "Zi Yu."

For some reason, because of the word "Zi Yu", Murong Shu felt that her relationship with Wen Jing seemed to have changed all of a sudden and became subtle.

Although Wen Jing seldom goes out, he reads a wide range of books. No matter what Murong Shu asks, he can explain it to her. His deep voice floats in the quiet night, and Murong Shu is immersed in the pleasant voice and cannot extricate himself.

Murong Shu even thought that it would be very happy if he had such a beautiful voice reading to him before going to bed every day.

The two of them had a great conversation and even forgot the time. Song Yanran got up in the middle of the night because she was worried about Murong Shu, and ended up seeing two people chatting in the yard.

Song Yanran lost all desire to sleep and hurriedly woke up Liu Ruyan who was sleeping with her.

"Yanran, is something wrong?" Liu Ruyan was suddenly awakened, thinking that something had happened. She had been sleeping unsteadily outside.

"Yanran, I was just about to go see Sister Shu'er, but I saw her and Mr. Wen San talking about a date in the yard."

"Yanran, are you half asleep?" Liu Ruyan felt that Song Yanran must be hallucinating. Why would Shu'er be dating Master Wen so late at night?