reborn concubine

With Han Chongyuan's help, Mu Wenxuan's rouge shop has entered the stage of full-scale renovation. Mu Wenxuan handed over the planned blueprint of the rouge shop to Jinniang, and he and Han Chongyuan left Han Yuancheng for the capital.

Han Chongyuan was worried that Mu Wenxuan's body couldn't bear the long-distance bumping on the horse, so this time he went to the capital by water. He didn't expect Mu Wenxuan to be very sad. The small building boat made him dizzy. He had been lying on the boat for two days and two nights, and he had vomited out the biliary. Han Chongyuan wanted to go by land, but Mu Wenxuan was struggling with his body. He must overcome the problem of seasickness, so he insisted on taking the waterway.

Mu Wenxuan was lying on the bed, his stomach turned upside down again, and just about to get up, Han Chongyuan walked into the washing room with his arms around his waist, and Mu Wenxuan vomited for a long time without vomiting anything.

Seeing Mu Wenxuan's eyes were red and confused, Han Chongyuan patted Mu Wenxuan's back gently, took the towel next to him and gently wiped Mu Wenxuan's face, and asked softly, "Is it better?" ?"

Mu Wenxuan felt weak, leaning against Han Chongyuan's firm chest, and said softly, "I feel much better today, I'm not dizzy. Help me outside to blow some air."

Han Chongyuan hugged Mu Wenxuan horizontally, seeing that Mu Wenxuan was very cute in his arms, Han Chongyuan couldn't help tightening his arms again, and came outside the boat cabin. Qiushui had already spread thick mattresses on the reclining chairs, and Hong Ling He also came over with a bowl of steaming hot blood swallow, Han Chongyuan put Mu Wenxuan on the recliner, tightened the cloak for Mu Wenxuan, took the blood swallow in Hong Ling's hand and asked, "Do you want to eat something? "

After being blown by the cool wind, Mu Wenxuan felt much more awake and had a little appetite, "Well, I'm a little hungry, give me something to eat." As he said that, he was about to take the bowl from Han Chongyuan's hand.

Han Chongyuan passed Mu Wenxuan's outstretched hand, shook a spoonful and blew gently on Mu Wenxuan's mouth, "I'll do it."

Qiushui Hongling smiled and turned around, pretending to casually look at the scenery on the shore.

Mu Wenxuan,,,,,,,

Well, he knew that he was dizzy and uncomfortable these two days, but he didn't have no memory. This person treated him in every possible way these two days, even when he went to the bathroom, he didn't pretend to be someone else, because Xiaoshi was not there, and Qiushui Hongling was a woman. The others are Han Chongyuan's subordinates, the one who dared to enter his body, Mu Wenxuan really couldn't find a suitable person to take care of him.

Under Han Chongyuan's feeding, Mu Wenxuan barely ate up a bowl of snow swallows, and he was a little energetic, so he noticed the scenery on both sides of the river. The green mountains and green waters are like a landscape ink painting.

Mu Wenxuan gently closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of Li Bai's poem, "The gate of heaven cuts off the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward. The green mountains on both sides of the bank face each other, and the lonely sail comes from the sun."

"Young master is very talented."

Qiushui Hongling said in unison.

Han Chongyuan said leisurely, "It's not bad."

Mu Wenxuan,,,,,,

"How about the young master come and recite a poem?" Mu Wenxuan said with an awkward smile.

At this time, Qiu Shui said, "I don't know if the young master can recite poems or not, but the young master's qin talk is very good." It can be seen that the young master is different from Mu Wenxuan, and I am afraid that only Mu Wenxuan can make the young master play a song willingly, so Qiu Shui would say so boldly.

Mu Wenxuan's eyes lit up, and Mu Wenxuan was full of anticipation when he heard Han Chongyuan play a piece, "Really? Can the young master play a piece?"

Han Chongyuan motioned for Qiushui to hold the guqin, and Qiushui hurriedly went to the cabin to fetch the guqin and carefully placed it on the table.

Han Chongyuan sat at the table, picked the strings, flipped them naturally with his fingers skillfully, and a beautiful and moving song Feng Qiuhuang slanted out from the ancient Pu strings.

When Han Chongyuan played the piano, his demeanor was very gentle, even hiding his cold sharpness. The afterglow of the setting sun leaned on him, and his black hair was flying in the wind. Qumei is even more handsome, and Mu Wenxuan can't help but look crazy.

After the song was over, looking at Mu Wenxuan in a daze, Han Chongyuan's mouth curled up, "How?"

"Young master, you are really versatile." Mu Wenxuan came back to his senses, "This song is really nice, what's its name?"

"Feng Qiuhuang." Han Chongyuan walked up to Mu Wenxuan, staring down at him with dark eyes, reached out and lifted Mu Wenxuan's hand, and asked in a low and seductive voice, "Do you like it?"

Nostrils and Han Chongyuan's scorching temperature, Mu Wenxuan felt a little dizzy, and his brain was out of control, so he stammered, "Hi, I like it."

Han Chongyuan lowered his head and pecked at Mu Wenxuan's slightly pale mouth, his dark eyes became deeper, and he smiled slightly, "What about this one?"

Mu Wenxuan,,,,,,

Hold!He was molested again.