Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

"Bang!" There was the sound of a book falling to the ground. When Wu Er turned around again, his young master had already run out the door.

Seeing Lin Zhuwei fainted on the ground with a pale and bloodless face, Fu Junyan's heart tightened.

He rushed over quickly, picked Lin Zhuwei up from the ground, rushed into his room, and gently placed her on the bed.

Lin Zhuwei frowned and murmured something in pain.

Fu Junyan was a little anxious and couldn't hear clearly.

"Bring some water!" Fu Junyan ordered in a deep voice.

When Wu Er brought the tea over, he personally fed her the water, then gently patted her feet and called softly, "Yu Shaoruo, wake up, wake up..."

Lin Zhuwei moaned, opened her eyes slightly, and woke up. When she saw it was him, she turned her eyes away, unwilling to even look at him.

Abu brought over some porridge.

Fu Junyan half-hugged Lin Zhuwei and changed his position, letting her half-sit up. He took the porridge from Abu's hand, scooped a mouthful himself, and handed it to her mouth.

Lin Zhuwei was obviously angry, his cheeks were puffed up, and he didn't open his mouth.

Fu Junyan was somewhat helpless. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and whispered to Abu: "Bring the food here."

Abu then quickly brought the plaster and gauze. Fu Junyan took them and reached out to roll up Lin Zhuwei's trouser legs.

Lin Zhuwei was startled, retracted her foot, and kicked him.

Fu Junyan was not angry either. He grabbed her feet and said in a low voice, "Don't move. I'll apply medicine to you."

Her foot was injured. The injury from the last time she went to collect herbs had not yet fully healed, and this time she knelt for another day, and the injury recurred and began to bleed.

Seeing that he was holding her feet tightly, Lin Zhuwei's face turned slightly red. Her anger finally subsided a little, and she let him go.

Fu Junyan applied medicine to her gently, and he was like a completely different person from the time when he accused her of lying about right and wrong.

Lin Zhuwei's heart was slightly moved.

This man won't say sorry, but maybe this is his way of apologizing?

After applying the medicine, Fu Junyan personally fed her a bowl of porridge.

Lin Zhuwei's anger had mostly subsided, and he was no longer stiff.

People should always know how to go down the stairs, otherwise you will be hanging in the air and you will be the one who suffers in the end.

Although this man didn't say a word, it was beyond her expectation that he could do this.

"Fu Junyan..."

"Ok?"

"I did push her. But she was the first to strike. If I hadn't fought back, I would have been the one falling into the pit."

Lin Zhuwei thought for a moment and finally explained: "As for the rest, I didn't do it. Don't try to throw dirty water on me."

"Yeah." Fu Junyan looked up at her and nodded calmly, "I believe you. Yesterday, I spoke too harshly."

After a night, he finally figured it out.

Although she is very petty and will never give up revenge, she has never shirked her responsibilities and is never afraid to admit what she has done.

It was indeed his tone that was harsh yesterday.

Besides...

Fu Junyan frowned, thought for a moment, and stopped talking.

After he said this, Lin Zhuwei felt relieved. All she wanted was someone who could understand her.

Seeing Lin Zhuwei struggling to get out of bed, Fu Junyan held her down and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to sleep." After getting his apology, no matter how unhappy she was, she couldn't let it go.

What's more, no one knew who helped her get revenge last night.

Thinking of Qian Yuechu's face full of scars and swelling, she knew that he must have suffered a lot of injuries last night, so she decided not to care about it for the time being.

"Just sleep here." Fu Junyan pushed her back onto the bed.

"Isn't this your bed?"

"Yeah." Fu Junyan leaned over to tuck in the quilt for her, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "I'll let you sleep there for a while. Just don't wet the bed."

Lin Zhuwei's face instantly turned red to her ears and neck, and she couldn't help but punch him: "You are the one who wet the bed! I'm not a three-year-old child!"

Fu Junyan smiled and sat up: "Go to sleep. I have to go out for something."

Then he told Abu to take good care of Lin Zhuwei and turned and left.

"Fu Lang." Qian Yuechu looked at Fu Junyan shyly. She didn't expect that he would come to Qian's house in person to give her the plaster.

"Are you feeling better?" Fu Junyan asked calmly.

"Much better. Fu Lang, please sit down. This is the peach blossom wine I brewed myself. Please try it." Qian Yuechu looked at him shyly with joy.

Fu Junyan took the wine glass and put it down. He was still frightened by the last time he got drunk with Lin Zhuwei.

"Yeah." He responded, but took out a jade pendant from his sleeve pocket and placed it on the table.

When Qian Yuechu saw it, he was shocked, but still tried to stay calm.

She forced a smile: "Fu Lang, who is this? What's wrong?"

"You should recognize Xiaodie's things."

"Fu Lang, this belongs to Xiaodie? How did it end up in your hands?" Qian Yuechu pretended to be surprised.

Fu Junyan curled his lips and snorted, not planning to play dumb with her anymore: "Back then, Xiaodie gave this jade pendant to the maid Xiaozhi in order to find out about Yu Shaoruo's crab disease. Yuechu, are you still planning to play dumb?"

Qian Yuechu's heart sank.

Yuechu! He called her Yuechu, not Chuer!

The flash of disgust in his eyes made Qian Yuechu feel cold all over and panic.

"No, Fu Lang, listen to me, I don't know what Xiaodie did." Qian Yuechu wanted to grab his hand, but Fu Junyan pulled it away.

Fu Junyan's face was gloomy, and he only said: "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

Qian Yuechu was scared. He couldn't imagine that Fu Junyan would go to the Qian Mansion to ask for accountability for a woman he hated.

"Fu Lang..." Qian Yuechu choked with tears, "Fu Lang, I don't know what you heard. But I swear, I really didn't mean to hurt her."

Seeing that Fu Junyan was unmoved, Qian Yuechu simply rolled up his sleeves, revealing a faint knife mark.

"Fu Lang, you know my feelings. For you, I am willing to sacrifice my life. How can you hate me just because of something you heard from others?"

Fu Junyan sighed in his heart.

This is also the reason why he finally concealed this matter from Lin Zhuwei.

After all, he owed money at the beginning of the month.

Although he had never promised anything, her feelings were so strong that he couldn't ignore them.

"Chu'er." He sighed, "I have already sold the maid. No one will know about this anymore."

He looked at her deeply, and his tone contained a warning that brooked no argument: "Since you said you didn't know about this, then that's it. I hope you can take good care of your people in the future and don't do this again."

"Fu Lang, don't worry, I will definitely warn Xiaodie."

Qian Yuechu reached out and held his hand again. Seeing that he did not struggle, she finally calmed down a little and said with a smile, "Fu Lang, would you like to stay at my house for dinner? I'll ask the cook to make something that suits your taste."

Fu Junyan shook his head: "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. You need to take good care of your injury and don't go out during this period. I'll come to see you when I have time."

"Fu Lang..." Qian Yuehu cried out in disappointment.

Fu Junyan pulled his hand away, turned around and left, leaving Qian Yuechu with a pair of loving eyes staring longingly.

"Xiaodie, come in!" Qian Yuechu shouted angrily.