When I came out of Jiang Zhan's room, Shen Zhuo was leaning against the pavilion playing with the feather fan in his hand.
In his slender hands with distinct joints, this most ordinary feather fan seemed to become much more exquisite.
Pan Shu squinted at him.
Shen Zhuo seemed to sense something, looked up and saw that it was Pan Shu, and smiled slowly.
The next moment, he walked up to Pan Shu, looking aggrieved, "Your Highness has been staying at Concubine's place these days. Could it be that Concubine has learned some tricks to serve Your Highness so readily?"
Pan Shu thought for a while and felt that Jiang Zhan was indeed gifted, flexible and skillful.
"yes."
She nodded firmly.
Chen Zhuo sneered, and his feather fan snapped shut. He tapped Ban Shu's forehead with his fingertips, "I can do it too. Your Highness, would you like to try?"
The man's voice was low and hoarse.
Pan Shu paused and refused him, "No, I'm very tired."
"Just lie down." Shen Zhuo bit her ear gently.
Pan Shu compromised.
Until she was lying on the strange bed filled with cold fragrance, it was impossible for Panshu to escape.
The man put his hands on her ears and lowered his head to nibble on her collarbone.
The itchiness spreading from the tip of her heart made Panshu's whole body go limp. She squinted her eyes in enjoyment, looking lazy and contented.
"Shushu..."
As she was led by the man to climb up to the clouds, he tenderly brushed away the strands of hair on her forehead and lowered his head to give her a gentle kiss. "I've waited too long."
Pan Shu didn't hear clearly what he said.
I thought in a daze:
Help.
He is really awesome.
After the tenderness, Panshu fell into another deep sleep.
She seemed to hear vaguely the sound of quarreling.
When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Zhan was sitting in front of the bed, looking at her without blinking. Seeing that Banshu woke up, the young man forced a smile at the corner of his lips.
The young man who looked like Jade Guanyin had a pale face.
The color on his face became a little lighter, and even the cinnabar between his eyebrows lost some of its color.
"What's wrong with your face?" Pan Shu reached out and pressed the purple corner of his lips, and the boy gasped with a hiss.
Jiang Zhan held the girl's snow-white hand aggrievedly, "My master beat me."
"Shen Zhuo?"
"Hmm." Jiang Zhan blinked. "Perhaps Ziqian has upset him in some way. It is only right for the Lord to teach Ziqian a lesson."
Pan Shu feigned anger and said, "That Chen Zhuo has gone too far. I will seek justice for you."
Jiang Zhan's face froze.
Ban Shu suppressed her laughter and rushed into Chen Zhuo's room with the young man in a menacing manner.
But he didn't expect that Shen Zhuo's injuries were even more serious.
Shen Zhuo applied ice to his bruised and swollen face, and his handsome face looked unrecognizable.
How much hatred and resentment does this have to be?
There wasn't a single good spot on Shen Zhuo's face.
"Chen...Chen Zhuo." The voice in Panshu's throat suddenly got stuck.
The man raised his eyelids with a noble and cold look, looked at Pan Shu sideways, and said "hmm" lazily, "Are you going to support that little bitch?"
Jiang Zhan stood in front of Pan Shu, smiling arrogantly, "Isn't it obvious?"
Chen Zhuo sneered, "Ban Shu, who do you think is more seriously injured, me or him?"
Naturally, it is a matter of deep contemplation.
Jiang Zhan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. "I didn't hurt you! Stop slandering me!"
"Where's the evidence?" Shen Zhuo said slowly and elegantly, "Who can prove it's not yours? And who can prove I was the one who caused the wound on your face?"
Jiang Zhan was choked by Chen Zhuo's shameless sophistry.
His pair of innocent, soft eyes widened slightly, and his distinct black and white eyes revealed a strong sense of disbelief. "How could you do this?"
The corners of Chen Zhuo's lips curved slightly in a sneer.
Terribly jealous little bitch.
As soon as he came out of the room, he met the boy's bloodshot eyes.
Even though he was thinking carefully, he was still frightened by Jiang Zhan's crazy and paranoid look.
There was a damp mist surrounding the boy.
Like a desperate trapped beast.
He swung his fist at Shen Zhuo and cursed, "You fucking touched her? How dare you, how dare you?!"
Shen Zhuo licked the corner of his sweet lips, and wrestled with him, punching him hard. "Who do you think you are?"
Jiang Zhan was already frail and sickly, and had been worshipping Buddha in the temple for many years. He was okay with using some tricks in secret, but if he faced Shen Zhuo, who had fought in the arena of life and death with real swords and guns, he was still a little bit not up to the task.
Therefore, Jiang Zhan's injuries were more serious than Chen Zhuo's.
But Shen Zhuo knows how to pretend.
This is not.
Jiang Zhan bit his lip tightly, tears welling in his eyes. He looked at Ban Shu hopefully, "Your Highness, it wasn't me. The wound on his face was not caused by me."
"You said it wasn't you, so show me the evidence." Chen Zhuo snorted and laughed, "Could it be that His Highness would wrongly accuse you?"
Ban Shu rubbed her eyebrows with a headache.
"Okay, stop arguing."
Jiang Zhan remained silent, but his round, bean-sized tears hung on his long, thick eyelashes, wetting his crimson eyes.
Pan Shu lowered her eyes, pretending not to see.
"Your Highness, Master Qi is not feeling well again. Tianzhu is here to ask Your Highness to go and see him." Lan Yu lifted the curtain and respectfully saluted Jiang Zhan and Shen Zhuo, "Primary Lord, Concubine Lord."
Pan Shu frowned and was about to leave when Jiang Zhan grabbed her sleeve and said, "Your Highness..."
"Be obedient." Pan Shu touched the boy's hair.
Hongshan Villa is not far away, but it takes some time to go back and forth.
Suddenly, a sharp arrow broke through the air and pierced through the sedan chair and hit the body of the sedan chair next to Banshu. The gently shaking arrow tail made a slight "clang" sound.
Pan Shu was calm and composed, with a playful smile on the corner of her lips.
Lan Yu and the guards following the carriage all fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
Soon, Panshu's clear consciousness gradually became blurred.
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