"Do you dare to ask for it?" Sheng Qianmo looked at him with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "I can't control how ridiculous you are, but if you dare to go to my head, the war in Northern Xinjiang will not end. , I can send you there to have fun."
As soon as he heard that Sheng Qianmo was going to send him to the battlefield to have fun, Sheng Lingyun was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the tea cup. He quickly clarified: "Fourth brother, please stop joking. I am not the material for marching and fighting. Don't worry. No matter what happens, I will never bring my thoughts to Fourth Brother."
Sheng Qianmo issued the expulsion order with an expressionless face. Sheng Lingyun dared to stay here any longer. He said many nice things to Sheng Qianmo to show his innocence, and then left.
After Sheng Lingyun left, Sheng Qianmo frowned and asked someone to ask the imperial physician to go to the dormitory. He stayed in the library all night and read the documents. During this period, he asked the imperial physician to come over and ask about Nuan. After telling the truth about the injury, the imperial doctor left a bottle of ointment for him, "There are some places where it is inconvenient for me to offend, so I have to ask the prince to find a maid to apply the medicine to the girl."
Sheng Qianmo responded calmly. After the imperial doctor left, he stared at the ointment in his hand in silence for a long time, finally got up and left the bookstore.
Pushing open the door of the dormitory, the lights inside were still on, but it was very quiet, and it didn't seem like anyone was staying inside.
Sheng Qianmo closed the door and walked in. Behind the screen, Shu Nuan was sitting on the couch, his calves half-bent, his hands holding his legs, his white toes stepping on the soft quilt, curling up.
She had been changed into a pair of clean pajamas, but it could be seen that in just a few days, the little guy had lost a lot of weight. He lowered his head and was about to bury his face in his knees.
Hearing the low and familiar footsteps walking into the screen, Shu Nuan finally slowly raised his head and looked towards Sheng Qianmo with his eyes open. His eyes were filled with water quickly, and he breathed short and silently. Looking at him, her eyes slowly turned red, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes quickly turned into teary eyes, staring at him with watery eyes. Before he came over, tears rolled down her eyes. Falling.
The mole is wet with tears and the little face is wet.
The paper-white mouth was trembling slightly, but she bit her lips tightly and did not cry out.
Sheng Qianmo frowned and strode over, "What's wrong?"
He thought she was not feeling well and cried in pain.
But Shu Nuan still didn't speak. He just hugged his legs, raised his head and sobbed and looked at the man walking over. His face was full of tears, and the tears in his eyes were still falling down.
Such silent grievance and uneasiness filled Shu Nuan's whole body.
She didn't speak, but Sheng Qianmo felt it clearly.
"Stop crying, does it hurt somewhere?" Sheng Qianmo had never seen Shu Nuan cry so painfully and silently, and he didn't know how much she had suffered.
He came to the bed and raised her little face to wipe her tears, but after wiping away her tears for a while, her tears fell even more fiercely. The next moment, she finally couldn't help crying and threw herself into his arms, her little hands trembling. Holding his waist, tears quickly wet his clothes.
Although the pain was severe, she still hugged him so hard, for fear of losing him.
Seeing this, Sheng Qianmo seemed to understand what she was afraid of.
Sheng Qianmo lowered his head, ruffled the little girl's hair, and his voice finally became gentler, "Okay, stop crying, I'm not sending you away."