[Chapter 51: The Sickly and Delicate Man Falls in Love with His Flirtatious Wife 1 (Female Master)]
(Whether it was before Nian Nian came or after Nian Nian came, being fickle was just her outward appearance! She wasn't fickle!)
Winter, Royal Plum Garden.
"Little Third seems to be in a good mood today. Didn't he dislike coming to occasions like this in the past?"
The eldest princess Wen Jiu smiled and teased the burly woman beside her. Her nonchalant look seemed very indecent.
The woman called Xiao Lao San rolled her eyes at her and said, "Why, only you are allowed to come, but not me."
Wen Jiu suddenly glanced ahead and said, "You're here for that person, right?"
The woman scoffed, "Aren't you?"
Wen Jiu pretended to pick up the wine glass, but his eyes narrowed and he stared intently at the petite boy in front of him wearing a fox fur cloak, with a gleam of determination in his eyes.
He drank the teacup in his hand and sighed, "How beautiful."
The third child, Wen He, heard her sigh but didn't respond. However, the look she gave the boy involuntarily showed her love for him.
The young man being stared at by the two men was now staring blankly at the plum blossoms on the plum tree. Under his round and small chin was a furry fox fur. The white fur made his small face look even more delicate and petite.
“The plum blossoms are beautiful, aren’t they?”
The boy's thick eyelashes fluttered slightly and he regained consciousness.
When he saw the person beside him, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
"Lang has met the Fourth Princess."
"No need to be so polite." Wen Shinian looked at the young boy in front of him, with the corners of his mouth rising.
"Xixi, this male lead looks like a little rabbit, I like it so much!"
[It's fine as long as the host likes it, but please remember, when a rabbit gets angry, it will bite! ! ]
In fact, what Xixi wanted to say was that no matter which world the host disliked, she had never disliked any of them.
Wen Shinian didn't know what Xixi was thinking. She quietly looked at the young man in front of her. Noticing his nervousness, she took a step back and looked away.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just bored and want to talk to someone."
Her voice was cold, but her tone was extremely gentle. Ji Mian's heartbeat became disordered, and his watery eyes couldn't help but secretly look at her.
The other person didn't look at him, but was looking at Meihua with her chin slightly raised. She had a thin and slender figure, very different from the tall and burly female monarch of Feng Kingdom.
Ji Mian's eyes flickered, and a blush appeared on her porcelain-white face.
The fourth princess is so beautiful.
Ji Mian's hands hidden under the fox fur were unconsciously tangled together.
He thought about what his father had told him today.
Seeing the fourth princess at this moment, he felt a little moved.
If he tells the Fourth Princess, will she help him?
"Fourth sister, this is really not a decent thing for you to do. How can you meet a beautiful woman alone?"
Wen Jiu walked up, fanning himself, looking like a graceful gentleman.
Wen Shinian glanced at the fan in her hand, turned to the young man who was uneasy and flustered by her arrival and said, "You go first."
Ji Mian lowered his head tightly, not daring to look at Wen Jiu at all. When he heard Wen Shinian's voice, he glanced at her quickly with gratitude, lowered his head, and left in a hurry.
Wen Jiu raised the corner of his mouth and stared at the boy's back with evil eyes. His eyes were as disgusting and sticky as a slug.
Wen Shinian took a step forward, blocking Wen Jiu's presumptuous gaze, and said without emotion: "Big sister, it's so cold, you'd better not hold the fan, or you'll freeze your brain."
Wen Jiu stopped fanning himself, and the smile on his lips froze.
"Fourth sister, what did you say?"
Wen Shinian narrowed his eyes to hide the coldness in them, but a smile played on his lips.
"It seems that the eldest princess's brain has been frozen silly. Otherwise, you should go back to the house and warm up first."
After saying this, without giving Wen Jiu any response, Wen Shinian turned and left.
Wen Jiu stood there for a while, then broke the fan in his hand that he was holding to show off.
"Wen Shinian! How dare you call me stupid in a roundabout way! Just wait for me!"
Wen Jiu snorted coldly, then glanced towards where Ji Mian left.
"Hmph, run, you can't escape from the palm of my hand."
Thinking that the young man with stunning appearance would soon be pressed under her, Wen Jiu licked her lips impatiently.
She quickly forgot her previous anger, casually threw away the fan in her hand, and returned to her seat.
The winter banquet in the plum garden ended at the hour of You.
Ever since Ji Mian met Wen Jiu, he stayed in his seat obediently for a while and never left.
But as the end of the banquet drew closer, Ji Mian became increasingly anxious.
If he fails to complete the task assigned by his father today, he will be beaten to death when he returns.
The place where he was beaten by his father yesterday was still painful. When Ji Mian thought about what he would encounter tonight, his eyes turned red with sadness.
When he was feeling sad, he thought of Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian's thoughtfulness just now made him feel like he had grabbed the last straw.
He raised his eyes and subconsciously looked for Wen Shinian's figure at the table.
When I saw it, I was happy.
He stood up, but a servant bumped into him clumsily.
The fox fur and the clothes underneath were all soiled.
Seeing the soiled fox fur, Ji Mian's face turned pale and he frantically patted the dirty area.
The servant begged for mercy in panic. Wen Jiu happened to pass by at this moment. Seeing this scene, he kicked the servant.
"You're so clumsy! Hurry up and take Mr. Ji downstairs to change his clothes!"
The servant hurriedly got up and said, "Yes, sir, this way please."
Ji Mian thanked Wen Jiu with tears in his eyes, lowered his head and didn't notice that Wen Jiu's eyes were wrong.
After being taken away by the male servant, Wen Jiu left soon after.
Wen Shinian watched this scene, then stood up and followed quietly.
Ji Mian was taken to the back room, which was a little distance away from the banquet center.
Even if something happens, it won't be discovered.
"My dear, the clothes are here. I am waiting at the door. If you need anything, just call me."
Ji Mian nodded and watched the butler close the door before he walked behind the screen with his clothes.
Just as he took off his fox fur coat, the door was opened from the outside and then closed silently.
The sound was so soft that Ji Mian in the room didn't hear it.
The burning spices in the house were still emitting green smoke slowly.
Ji Mian felt a little dizzy, and by the time he realized something was wrong, his body was already weak.
He fell to the ground, his arms so weak that he couldn't even lift them up.
When he heard footsteps and looked up to see Wen Jiu, his pupils constricted.
"It seems the medicine is working well."
Wen Jiu looked down at the handsome man sitting on the ground, curled his lips into an evil smile, and put his fingers on his belt.
She pulled casually, and with every step she took, a piece of clothing fell off.
Ji Mian lost his voice in fear and retreated helplessly with his body trembling.
During this period, the fear on his face gradually dissipated and his eyes gradually became cold.
This change happened overnight, so Wen Jiu didn't notice it.
She threw off the last of her coat and rushed towards the little beauty who was lying on the ground with her head down, wearing only her underwear.
Ji Mian tightly grasped the hairpin, stood up and stabbed out with all his strength. At the same time, a stick as thick as an arm came flying through the air and hit Wen Jiu accurately on the back of his head.
Wen Jiu: “!!!”
She stared dumbfoundedly at the young man who was so close to her, with a ferocious look on his face, as if he had become a completely different person. She rolled her eyes and was about to fall forward.
A white hand first grabbed her hair and threw it to the side casually with force.
After throwing the man away, Wen Shinian retracted her coldness, smiled, and waved the stick in her hand at the boy who was looking at her stupidly.
"Ji Langjun, we meet again~"
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