Wei Lan carried Su Cheng all the way to the side hall, and called the imperial physician over. Before the imperial doctor came in a hurry, Wei Lan asked someone to drink water, rubbed the handkerchief with her own hands, and gently wiped Su Cheng's wound clean.
She moved gently, she was used to doing these things, carefully closed the wound and wiped off the blood, completely different from those clumsy servants in the past.
Her face has always been calm, and nothing seems to interfere with her emotions. Different from Xie Zichen's indifferent mood, Wei Lan's indifference is a kind of open-minded and calm indifference, which will not make people feel cold and timid, but like a spring breeze.
Su Cheng watched her quietly, and he didn't know what kind of emotion was surging in his heart. Seeing that the servants had all gone down, he looked at the young man who was squatting on his face, but snorted coldly: "Are you very proud? "
"What are you talking about, Your Highness?" Wei Lan smiled, got up and put the blood-stained handkerchief into the basin, and lowered her head to clean her hands. Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, and continued: "You didn't take refuge in this king. Seeing this king's downfall, don't you feel very proud? This time, my father will definitely hate me. I came here relying on my father's favor. Today, now that I am rejected, I am afraid that I have no future!"
What Su Cheng said was serious.
His mother was the empress of the palace, and his uncle was the prime minister. Not to mention that the emperor still had a father-son affection for him, even if he really disliked him, his position would still be secure.
But he just wanted to make himself more downcast, and wanted to see the reaction of the people in front of him.
"It's not just His Highness who is rejected?" Wei Lan smiled, dried her hands with a dry handkerchief, and said casually: "That one seems to be calm, but his hands are not clean. Your Majesty knows very well that His Highness is not the same as that one." , if His Highness is rejected, who will be spared?"
Su Cheng didn't speak, Wei Lan's words pierced into his heart, he opened and closed his small fan, thinking about everything that happened.
"So, is what that Xia Sanniang said true?"
"yes."
"Isn't the prince clean?" Su Cheng sneered, "How could he be rejected by the emperor?"
"Your Highness, do you know how I got Xia Sanniang?"
Wei Lan walked up to Su Cheng, raised her hand to brush away the broken hair on Su Cheng's forehead, bent down, and looked at Su Cheng's wound seriously. Her breath was sprayed on Su Cheng's face, entangled with Su Cheng's aura. She didn't do anything, but the room temperature rose out of thin air. Su Cheng's heartbeat suddenly became faster. The person in front of her was exquisite and flawless. , Su Cheng was a little dry-mouthed, and heard the other party say: "The prince wants to kill Xia Sanniang, and wants to blame Zhang Yushi for killing; His Highness wants to kill Xia Sanniang, and wants to blame His Highness for killing; and Zhang Yushi, He really killed someone. His Majesty knew about this matter, and I will go to save people under His Majesty's order."
"Then, is it His Majesty's intention that you save me today?" Su Cheng tried his best to control his sanity, but it was obviously difficult.
Wei Lan pretended not to know his strangeness, looked at the wound seriously and said, "No, I mean it."
"Why?" Su Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes were cold: "Since you don't want to rely on me, why do you still help me?"
"I don't want to rely on Your Majesty, this is Wei Lan's loyalty," Wei Lan smiled gently, resting her hand on Su Cheng's cheek, her eyes were full of tenderness: "But I can't see His Highness suffering, this is Wei Lan's love." .”
"Stop talking about such bastards!" Su Cheng was furious, and shouted angrily, "Tell me the truth!"
Wei Lan felt a little helpless on her face, she was about to say something when she saw the unbearable anxiety in the eyes of the person in front of her.
His mind was disturbed.
Wei Lan was stunned. She didn't expect Su Cheng to respond to her words. For her, approaching Su Cheng as admiration was precisely because she knew that Su Cheng was a man of all means. If he believed in this admiration , will take advantage of this admiration, so she will use the lie of feelings to approach Su Cheng.
But if Su Cheng wanted to respond to this feeling, it would be a bad thing.
Wei Lan is a flirtatious person, but she has never thought of intentionally disappointing anyone, playing with anyone, or trampling on someone's sincerity and feelings, so as long as she finds out that the other party is sincere, she will control this degree and quit gracefully.
Although the flame in Su Cheng's eyes was small, it was enough to attract Wei Lan's attention. She looked at the other party, and the other party looked at her stubbornly. The boy's eyes seemed to be holding on to something. As long as she said another word, he would be defeated.
Wei Lan stopped smiling, and after a long while, sighed.
"Your Highness, I just dare not take refuge in Your Highness, not unwilling to take refuge in His Highness." Wei Lan gave a more believable reason, and said lightly: "Wei Lan has been regarded as a sharp sword by His Majesty, and His Highness thought that His Majesty would Do you allow me to submit to anyone other than the monarch? If you dare to submit to your highness, your highness would not dare to ask for it? Your highness is too underestimating your majesty's ability, but you are very clear about it, so you dare not."
Su Cheng listened quietly, these words made him relax, but there was always a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He nodded and said, "For this reason, I will just believe it."
Wei Lan nodded and made a big salute and said, "I hope that in the future, if His Highness ascends the throne, he will remember Wei Lan's helping hand today."
Su Cheng didn't speak. After a long time, the voice of the imperial physician came from outside. Su Cheng finally nodded his head, which was regarded as acquiescence.
The imperial doctors rushed over in a hurry, and there was nothing wrong with Wei Lan. Wei Lan resigned respectfully, before leaving, Su Cheng suddenly called her: "Wei Shizi," Wei Lan paused, seeing Su Cheng surrounded by the crowd like a moon, his eyes were indifferent, but he asked: "Is Wei Shizi going to marry a wife?"
- Do you really like men
Wei Lan heard what Su Cheng meant, and couldn't help being a little funny.
This man who seemed to have seen all the wind and dust was indeed a bit naive. Does it mean that she doesn't like men because she will marry a wife
However, now that she has made up her mind not to provoke the other party randomly, she will naturally not give the other party any misunderstandings, and said with a smile: "Marrying a wife and having children is the law of nature, and I will naturally marry."
"That's it." Su Cheng nodded, but smiled: "In a few days, I will send some singers to the Changxinhou Mansion, so that Wei Shizi can get a taste of women first, so as not to be in a hurry on the wedding night. good."
As he said that, Su Cheng looked at Wei Lan with a bit of suspicion. Wei Lan casually smiled, that smile was coquettish and unrestrained, if you put it on the street, you don't know how many Xiangluo handkerchiefs you could collect. The maid serving Su Cheng beside her blushed slightly, and secretly spat in her heart - if Wei Shizi was in a hurry on his wedding night, there would be few men in this world who would not be in a mess.
But the maids didn't say anything, they just took a peek at Wei Lan, and then looked away after seeing Wei Lan walk away from the salute. As soon as Wei Lan stepped out of the palace gate, Su Cheng sneered.
"Is Wei Shizi good-looking?"
He looked up at a palace maid next to her who was bandaging her. Hearing this question, the palace lady was slightly taken aback, then immediately knelt down, kowtowed desperately and said: "The slave deserves to die, the slave is guilty!"
They all knew that His Highness the Third Highness was famous for his indifference and perverse personality, but he usually hid it very well, and these things would not usually spread outside the palace. But the fact that outside the palace doesn't know doesn't mean that these slaves don't know. The maid was trembling all over, but Su Cheng just smiled softly.
"With such a small matter, how can it reach the point where you can't die?"
His voice made everyone feel relieved, and just as they were about to relax, they heard the other party say again: "Pull out her eyes, if you like to see them, then this king will give her eyes to Wei Shizi, so that she can see them every day!"
As soon as the words fell, the maid fainted from fright. The guards dragged the fainted person down, and Wang Guoliang, who was used to serving Su Cheng, came up with a sense of humor: "Your Highness, what kind of box do you want to put these eyes in?"
"You lied to her," Su Cheng sneered, "Could it be that this king really sent these cheap eyes to Wei Shizi?! She thought it was good!"
"Yes, yes," Wang Guoliang nodded continuously, knowing Su Cheng's attitude towards Wei Lan in his heart, and said cautiously: "Then give a pair of jade, it's a thank you gift to Wei Shizi."
Hearing this, Su Cheng finally felt relieved. He nodded and said with satisfaction, "You can see."
When Su Cheng said this, it meant that this matter had to be done well and carefully. Wang Guoliang was very knowledgeable and agreed repeatedly.
When Wei Lan returned to the house, Xie Zichen was already awake. The palace servants carried the clothes into the room, and Xie Zichen knelt in front of the mirror, waiting for Xie Tong to come in and comb his hair.
"Where's Xie Tong?" Wei Lan was in a good mood after finishing her work. Xie Zichen glanced at her coolly, and said in a flat tone, "Going to do something."
Xie Tong is going to do something, it must be something shady.
Wei Lan walked behind Xie Zichen, looked at the indifferent face in the mirror, and said in a gentle voice: "Then Xie Tong is not here, how about I comb your hair for Fourth Young Master Xie?"
Xie Zichen nodded and responded, "Yes."
But if you look carefully, you will find Xie Zichen's slightly red ear tips.
Wei Lan didn't notice Xie Zichen's slight difference, picked up the wooden comb, and combed Xie Zichen's hair gently and skillfully.
She is originally a daughter of a family who doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, but she is extremely proficient in the boudoir pleasures of thrushing eyebrows and combing hair. She didn't even think about flirting with Xie Zichen, but she felt that Xie Zichen needed someone to comb his hair, so she came to help, so the movements were clean and neat, without any affection.
While combing her hair, she said: "I ordered these clothes, Zichen can try them on later."
"Um."
"Zichen seems to say very little today?"
"Today's business is going well?" Xie Zichen's voice was a little erratic, Wei Lan nodded and said: "Smooth, the attitude of the Third Highness to me is much better."
"Of course," Xie Zichen sneered, "If you are asked to save someone, you just carry him out of the hall. Wei Lan, you are afraid that you have a wicked heart for His Highness the Third Highness?"
Before she finished speaking, Wei Lan shook her hand and grabbed Xie Zichen's scalp. Xie Zichen looked over coolly: "Why, after talking about the center, are you planning to use a comb to kill people, or simply to retaliate?"
"Zichen, I think you have misunderstood me a bit." Wei Lan sighed, feeling a little headache: "I am not a person who plays with emotions."
"I know." Xie Zichen raised his hand to pull away her hand holding the comb to prevent her from pulling his hair again, and said calmly: "Every relationship you have is very sincere, but it just comes and goes very fast. That's all."
Wei Lan: "..."
It's been a long time since she felt the feeling of being bullied, she almost forgot Xie Zichen's strength.
Looking at Xie Tong who ran back, Wei Lan felt that she seemed to have a not-so-good future coming.