Rong Wan was always vigilant on the next road, but fortunately Zhu Yun didn't try again, and just like that, the car arrived at a private hospital.
Lu Sujun's injury was not considered serious. The reason why he stayed here all this time was because he didn't remember what happened that night at all. Since someone can enter and exit the Lu Mansion like no man's land, then the Lu Mansion is very unsafe, so until the wound on his neck is fully recovered, he will stay under the protection of the royal family until the investigation of what happened that night reveals the truth .
Seeing that he and Zhuyun came to visit the patient, but they were both empty-handed, it was very inappropriate, so he sent Zhuyun's bodyguards to buy some bouquets nearby—he only brought Jin Zhao here, he certainly couldn't let the protagonist What rough work.
Seeing that he dispatched his guards here and there, Zhu Yun didn't say anything, but still couldn't help frowning. It seems that his younger brother cares about this slave far more than he imagined.
…
The ward is on the third floor, very private and extremely quiet.
Before entering, the two attendants of Princess Suya had just come out of the ward. When they saw Rong Wan, one of them suddenly pulled out a letter from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Rong Wan: "General, this is our letter." The princess ordered it to be handed over to you, please open it yourself."
Rong Wan was a little surprised, but still stopped and opened the letter on the spot.
There were not a few lines of beautiful small characters on the letter, and the words were simple and shocking. Princess Suya meant to reassure him that she was trying her best to dissuade the royal father and would not let this marriage be concluded.
Rong Wan immediately understood that in the original text, although Princess Suya was a nice person, she would not help Zhujing for this sake. It seems that because of the protagonist, Princess Suya admires the protagonist wholeheartedly, so she is a little more grateful to him for helping him, so she can help him. It can be said that I love the house and the black very much.
But unfortunately, it is absolutely impossible for the protagonist and Princess Suya to be together, not to mention the two people's complete hatred and opposing positions, only to say that the protagonist's current thoughts are completely attached to him, and it is impossible for the two of them to get together— Rong Wan blushed a little embarrassingly at the thought of this.
It's a pity the princess. Rong Wan inevitably feels a little guilty in his heart, after all, he tried his best to bring about the princess and the protagonist, but in the end he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, just to use the princess to get a pass...
I hope the princess will not call the protagonist a heartbreaker in the future...
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Rong Wan thought about this with complicated emotions, and put the letter into his arms, but he didn't know that the moods of the two men standing beside him were even more mixed than his.
Jin Zhao's gaze was fixed on the letter, almost staring at the paper to make a hole, but when Rong Wan looked over, he hurriedly looked away. He pursed his lips, half of his face was hidden under the silver mask, and it was not easy for others to see his emotions.
But Zhuyun's displeasure was almost overflowing from his face. His younger brother had a bad temper. Come and strike up a conversation with his brother. But I didn't expect that in the past two months, different pigs have come to try their own cabbage, and each one is more competitive than the other.
What's going on with Princess Suya
With this feeling of displeasure, Zhu Yun pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.
Rong Wan pointed to the bench in the corridor, met the protagonist's gaze, and said, "Wait for me there."
This kind of ward belonging to the royal family is strictly restricted, and people who are slaves are not eligible to enter, including those brought by Zhu Yun, they can only wait outside. He knew the protagonist's intentions, but now he wanted to go in and meet Lu Sujun alone, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, he felt like a scumbag, he wanted to explain, but Jin Zhao stared at him for a long time, but turned away Sight, as if nothing had happened.
"Okay." Jin Zhao made a sound in his throat, nodded, then walked to the corner and sat down.
He bowed his head in silence for a while, and when he raised his head again, he saw the general still standing there.
Jin Zhao couldn't help being stunned.
"I'll be back soon." Rong Wan couldn't help but added. He couldn't see the protagonist sitting alone in the corner, with no one around to care about him, as if he was cut off from the world. Although the figure of the protagonist sitting there with downcast eyes is not thin—on the contrary, after the protagonist’s mental strength recovers, he is slender and taller than him, and standing somewhere often gives people an invisible and heavy sense of pressure—but it may be Out of pity, he always associates the protagonist in front of him with the twelve-year-old kid hiding in Tibet in the original text, so he couldn't help but treat him a little better.
Jin Zhao was stunned again, something in his heart was ironed out, and after a while, he slowly smiled at his general.
It was even a somewhat ugly smile, because the arc of the corner of the mouth was very unskilled, very bad at it. But he is working hard, hoping to become a normal person who can respond to the general.
Rong Wan finally let go of his heart, smiled at the protagonist, turned around and entered the ward.
The corridor was quiet, the guards around and the nurses coming and going had nothing to do with Jin Zhao. He stared at the shadows tilting over on the ground, his eyes were not as bright as when he faced Rong Wan just now, but returned to the dark.
He raised his finger and pressed the corner of his mouth, hoping that he could smile less ugly and ridiculous next time.
Faint voices of conversation came from the ward, blocking him out.
— how jealous he is.
But now he is like a snake, and he dare not be jealous, let alone show his jealousy in front of the general.
He was lucky to be able to stay by the general's side, and he didn't dare to show the obsession and delusion in his eyes.
**
In the ward.
Lu Sujun woke up early this morning, all his vital signs were normal, except for the scar on his neck which was deep and scary, he was fine.
Due to excessive blood loss, his face was still a little pale, but after seeing Zhu Jing coming in, he was still a little surprised.
In fact, he had been lying in the hospital for so long, and Zhujing hadn't come. He thought that Zhujing was going to break with him completely because he forced this marriage. Seeing that Zhujing finally came to visit, he was somewhat relieved.
After he woke up, the Lu family immediately arranged for people to investigate, but found that all the surveillance had been destroyed, and the assassin who tried to kill him came and went without a trace. It's unbelievable that this kind of thing happened in the huge capital, the heavily guarded Lufu! It means that there is a strong threat around him, and that threat can kill him at any time.
Lu Sujun even has a faint shadow now, as if he had a nightmare. Although his memory is chaotic, he still has a deep memory of that creepy feeling of terror——
The only thing he could judge was that the assassin's mental power was very strong, very strong.
So for the past two days, the royal family has been checking the spiritual power of everyone in the capital one by one. Find out from all the low-ranking officials, maybe, sooner or later, he will be able to find out that person.
Lu Sujun always vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with Zhujing. Of course, it didn't mean that Zhujing sent someone to assassinate him, but a certain intuition that it should be someone close to Zhujing. But he has no evidence or clues at present, so he can only suppress this speculation in his heart.
Zhuyun didn't like Lu Sujun's eyes, saw that he was not dead, and after exchanging pleasantries with him, he sat aside with arms folded and didn't talk nonsense.
And Lu Sujun's gaze, after Rong Wan came in, has been burning hotly on Rong Wan's body.
"I heard about the postponement of the wedding." He tried his best to show generosity, smiled, and said, "I can understand that it will take you a while to digest. But I don't want it to be very long, Nagisa Jing, we grew up together and understand each other, you should know that I am sincere."
Although he has never spoken these words, but now he can't care so much, even if Zhu Jing's elder brother is here, he still has to say it. I always feel that Zhujing is getting farther and farther away from him...
Rong Wan felt sorry for him in his heart, but he didn't want to take the trouble, so he asked lightly: "Thirsty, do you want to drink some water?"
Whenever these words were brought up, Zhu Jing would always change the topic, and it seemed that he still didn't want to marry him at all. Lu Sujun knew it in his heart, but he had no choice but to force a smile and say, "Okay."
Rong Wan walked over and poured a cup of boiling water, mixed it with cold water, and put it on Lu Sujun's bedside cabinet.
Lu Sujun looked at the glass of water, his pale face finally turned rosy for a long time. His hand was not injured, but at this time, he said that his hand was not convenient to move because he was still hanging the needle and water, so he asked Rong Wan to bring it to his mouth.
This request is actually not too much - after all, Rong Wan's people almost killed him.
So Rong Wan silently picked up the glass of water and satisfied his request.
Lu Sujun lowered his head and took a sip of water, almost choking, but satisfaction appeared on his face.
Zhu Yun watched from the side but was very upset, does this guy have no arms or legs? Want his brother to serve him? He was holding his breath, stood up and planned to go out for a cigarette, and pushed open the door of the ward, but saw the slave guarding outside silently, staring at this place intently—
When he went out, the slave didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he regarded him as air, his gaze passed through him and landed in the ward.
Zhu Yun slammed the door, went to the corridor to smoke, couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Sticky, why are there so many clingy around my brother!"