The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Noisy footsteps, servants carrying copper pots and utensils, coming in and out of the elegant and bright room, a doctor in a white coat carrying a medicine box, trotting all the way, followed by two nurses.

Shen Qingchuan lay naked on the white bed, when the knife cut open the skin on the wound on his left shoulder, he woke up in pain, his whole body trembling.

Without anesthesia, Shen Qingchuan was about to convulse in pain. The slow, texture-cutting pain was even more unbearable than a bullet shot into the body.

Shen Qingchuan's face was pale, with layers of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and the skin on the back of his neck was even more wet. His whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and his hair was wet.

Guan Boya squatted down, brushing away the wet hair that stuck to Shen Qingchuan's forehead with his fingers.

"Bo Ya, am I going to die?" Shen Qingchuan raised his eyes with difficulty, wanting to see the man in front of him who looked like a fairy on the moon.It was completely branded into the bottom of his eyes, maybe this was the last person he saw.

"With me here, Lord Yan would not dare to accept your life." Guan Boya picked up a pure white cotton kerchief, and wiped the beads of sweat that were about to slip off Shen Qingchuan's browbones.

The clear and water-like pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, hazy, without the blue light on the surface of the water like in the past, as if the dimmed stars were about to fall.

Shen Qingchuan seemed to be amused, his smile was like crumpled thin paper, his brows were wrinkled due to severe pain, like a burnt paper with only a layer of curled ashes left, half-shrouded in emptiness, which would be broken by the wind, he smiled Said, "I'm not superstitious."

The tweezers penetrated into the wound, Shen Qingchuan's hands were tightly clutching the bed sheet, his nails almost pierced through the fabric and embedded into his palms, his eyes were closed tightly, his eyelashes, which were as thick as fantails, kept trembling, like butterflies in a hurricane flapping desperately Wings, the corners of the eyes are red with water vapor, like carmine.

Guan Boya saw that he was enduring the pain, almost gnawed his gums, and his heart ached, fearing that he would hurt her, she held Shen Qingchuan's hand, put her arm beside Shen Qingchuan's mouth, and said, "Bite. "

Shen Qingchuan snorted, bit Guan Boya's arm, his teeth bit through the flesh, the salty smell of blood permeated his mouth, the blood slid down the skin from the arm to the bed, and finally Shen Qingchuan lost consciousness in pain.

The bullet fell onto the tray with a crisp "ding".

"Mr. Guan, the bullet has been taken out. The wound is inflamed and may have a fever. It needs 24-hour care." The doctor raised his hands, and the gloves were stained with blood.

The servants took off the blood-stained quilt and put on a new clean and soft quilt.

There was warm water in a golden copper basin, and three clean towels hung on a shelf.

There are layers of ripples in the copper basin. The slender fingers are immersed in the water. The knuckles of the fingers are like bamboo, and the back of the hand is fair. Such hands should be used to hold paintbrushes or play the piano. When pulling the trigger to kill, he was decisive without any hesitation.

Guan Boya wrung out the towel, carefully wiped Shen Qingchuan's forehead, brows, bridge of the nose and cheeks, down to the neck, and then to the red cherry on one side, arms, fingers, and finger crevices, taking care of every inch of skin.

His expression was focused, his eyes were half-closed, his eyelashes were drooping, and there were two shallow silhouettes on his face. His expression was indifferent, like a high-ranking god, patrolling the territory he protected, without any trace of charm.

Shen Qingchuan's body became dry. After taking a bath, Guan Boya lay down next to Shen Qingchuan, carefully not touching his wound, and hugged him to rest with his eyes closed.

In the middle of the night, Shen Qingchuan had a high fever, his whole body was scorching hot but he shivered as if he had fallen into a cold hole in winter, his mouth was so cold, and he could not speak clearly. Hearing the first sound, Guan Boya instantly opened his eyes, as if he had been sleeping with his eyes closed all this time. .

Guan Boya had asked someone to prepare alcohol in the room, picked up a dry towel and dipped it in the alcohol, and wiped it on Shen Qingchuan's body, and did not lie down until his body temperature dropped.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the window is still gray, the trees are melted into the white mist in the night, the lights in the room are bright, and the window glass is like ice cubes melted in golden rum.

Shen Qingchuan struggled to open a narrow eye slit, and saw Guan Boya who was close at hand, with broad shoulders, so close that he could see the shallow scar on Guan Boya's chest.

The long hair was like soft and bright black silk hanging on Guan Boya's shoulders, softening the contours of his face, sleeping on the warm golden bed, there was still a kind of dignity and grace that people dare not look directly at.

Suddenly Guan Boya opened his eyes, the glint of snow on the top of the mountain was hidden in the dark pupils, as if he was about to drag Shen Qingchuan's soul into the deep valley, the coldness of the lonely snow on the branches in winter.

Guan Boya lowered his head and leaned over, and very gently kissed Shen Qingchuan's forehead lightly, and the clear cedar breath enveloped him again.

Shen Qingchuan didn't have the strength to dodge, his eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes again, he was very tired, Guan Boya hugged him all night, as if he wanted to imprint his body temperature into Shen Qingchuan's body.

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The stars and the moon are hanging high, and the mountain wind is whistling.

Huo Dalong and his party climbed out from a dirt slope and looked at the Jinlong Village in the distance with cold eyes. The Jinlong Village was on fire and billowing thick smoke billowed from the dark mountainside.

Gousheng approached Huo Dalong, pointed at Jinlong Village and said, "Master, they set fire to Jinlong Village, should we wait until dawn before going back?"

The storeroom of Jinlongzhai is very secret, it is hidden in the rock cave under the ground, the treasures they collected and a lot of good things are stored in the storeroom.

Set fire to the village, and Fu Chenliang and the others will leave tonight on time.

"Go back? Go back for what!" Huo Dalong said coldly, Ma Changrong is his best brother, and he usually brings Jing Jiao with him when discussing important matters.

Jing Jiao already knew the place where the treasure was hidden, Jing Jiao betrayed him, fearing that the warehouse has been looted, and there will be nothing left except the burnt dry wooden shelves.

He is really cruel-hearted, Jing Jiao is usually reticent and distant, and he is decisive when asked to do anything, and he never procrastinates. If he doesn't want to do something, he would rather be punished with ten lashes than do it if he is stubborn. , very tough.

Huo Dalong thought it was because of his original temperament, this kind of person is the least likely to betray.

Huo Dalong's eyes are vicious, he has never missed anyone, he never thought he was blind, he didn't see that there was a wolfish ambition hidden under Jingjiao's skin, and he has held a grudge against Jinlongzhai for more than ten years.

Thinking of Ma Changrong's state of death before his death, Huo Dalong wished to smash Jing Jiao to ashes, and those few people, he would never let them go, and when he got up, none of them would even try to run away.

Huo Dalong piled up a small mound, worshiped at the burning mountain in the distance, put a lighted cigarette on the small mound, and said, "Second brother, if I don't avenge this revenge, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart. I can't promise you your last wish, brother, I will leave Jingjiao's whole body."

"Don't worry, brother once again swears to the sky that he will cut off their heads himself, and avenge you, Jiaoer, and a bunch of dead brothers in Jinlongzhai. The big knife cut the palm of his hand, clenched into a fist, and the blood was sprinkled in front of the mound, replacing the wine with blood.

Gousheng's hands were covered with dirt, and he walked up to Huo Dalong with a mahogany box in his hand, and said, "The second leader's box has been dug out."

Huo Dalong picked up the lock of the box with a knife, opened it, and there were ten large yellow croakers in the box, and a wooden handbag wrapped in blue cloth at the bottom, Huo Dalong wiped the butt of the gun with the blue cloth, his eyes were cold Fierce.

On the other side, Shen Keyuan insisted on refusing to get on the train, and waited for Shen Qingchuan at the train station overnight, but he was not seen.

No matter what you say, you have to turn back. With their gang of buddies, returning to Wushan without weapons to fight against the bandits in Jinlongzhai is tantamount to shaking a big tree, and you are overwhelmed.

Shen Keyuan waited in the breakfast shop in front of the door early in the morning before the patrol room opened.

The guys ate hot steamed buns, they ran all night, they were hungry and sleepy, there was nothing they could do, the young master couldn't close their eyes, and they didn't dare to close their eyes.

"Young Master, let's have some porridge first! Close your eyes and rest for a while, I'll wait for the police station, and I'll report as soon as the door opens on the opposite side." Shugen walked up to Shen Keyuan with a large bowl of porridge in his hands. On the square table, the white porridge is still steaming.

The big iron cow standing at the door sighed heavily, and said to the tree root, "I said that I should go back to find the third young master last night, but you insisted on dragging me. That's all right, third young master It’s gone, it must have been captured by that bandit lady.”

"You are empty-handed, what do you take, you will go there, you will never return, you can't save the third young master, and you will put yourself in it." Shu Gen said, he knew that the big iron cow had brute strength, so he wouldn't After thinking about it, the nutrition that should grow to the brain has gone to the limbs.

The big iron cow was choked and speechless, he couldn't explain the tree roots, he was always right, waved his hand, and said, "I can't explain it to you."

When he was in Bohai City, he was obviously a year or two older than Shugen, but Shugen acted like he was the big brother, and handled everything reasonably. He arranged for the train ticket purchase and the preparation of the itinerary for all the guys yesterday. .

Finally, when he arrived in Jingu, he won the favor in front of the third young master.The third young master brought him in front of him to do errands, and it was very honorable for the host to show him face. His back was three points straighter than before, and every step he walked was breezy.

Followed the third young master to Jinlongzhai to rescue the eldest young master, but lost the third young master.

The third young master is handsome, and half of the girls in Jingu are not as good-looking as his young master.Walking on the road, which young girl would not look at the third young master of his family, last time she was taken advantage of by that old woman and old aunt, and now that it falls into the hands of Jinlongzhai, the third young master may not have a good time.

There is no uncle in Jinlongzhai, and the third young master is so good-looking, maybe he will be arrested and replaced as the bridegroom officer.

I heard that the bandit woman in Jinlongzhai looks as tough as a tigress, and has a very aggressive temper. I don't know how much the third young master will suffer.

If a bandit boy is found, how will he explain to the old lady? No one else knows the sorrow in the heart of Big Tieniu.

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The Patrol Bureau just opened the gate, before the door was folded to the side, five or six men squeezed in.

"Hey, what are you doing, what are you doing?" The policeman called Xiao Gao, who was not tall but thin as a bamboo pole, and his voice was as loud as a big trumpet, yelling.

Seeing a slightly haggard, straight-faced man in a black coat and a black robe coming out from behind, Shen Keyuan pushed aside the big iron bull standing in front of him and said, "This police officer, we are here to report the crime."

"Reporter?" Patrolman Xiao Gao looked Shen Keyuan up and down, looked at the upper of the shoe from the top of his head, and then looked at the guys behind Shen Keyuan. Except for being taller and stronger, none of them seemed to be rich.

The police officer Xiao Gao snorted, and said with a bad tone, "I don't think you guys are reporting the crime, but you are here to make trouble in the police room."

This is the Patrol Bureau. Although Shen Keyuan and the others are much taller than him, he is not a vegetarian with a wooden warehouse hanging on his waist, and he doesn't have the guts to measure them.

Shen Keyuan has been traveling all over the world for a few years, so he naturally knows what the look in the eyes of Xiao Gao is. , climbing ropes and running around all night, his clothes have long been wrinkled and crooked, and he really doesn't look like a rich man.

"You boy..." Big Tieniu wanted to come forward to teach Xiao Gao a lesson. What he hates the most is these people who watch the dishes, take the money of the common people and don't do things for the common people. They are no better than the bandits where to go.

If it was in Bohai City, who would not give the Shen family a little favor from those officials? Last time when he and the third young master came to patrol the bureau, they also encountered Xiao Gao who was patrolling and had a meal of turtles. .

Seeing that Big Tieniu was so angry that his nose was about to burst into flames, he naturally recognized him as someone who had come to the police station a few days ago and had grievances with him.

"You, you, what are you going to do?" Patrolman Xiao Gao took a step back, pressing his hand on the holster around his waist, trying to pull out his hand.

Shen Keyuan stepped forward and grabbed Big Tieniu's arm, took out five yuan from his pocket, put it in the hands of the policeman Xiao Gao, and said with a smile, "Small things don't count as respect, please take them to buy wine, it's really urgent Let’s do it, and I hope to accommodate one or two.”

As the saying goes, if you stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, the police officer Xiao Gao weighed the weight of a few oceans in his hand, and the collision of the oceans made a crisp jingle sound, which was soothing to listen to.

Patrolman Xiao Gao moved away, turned his head inside, and said, "Go in."

Leading Shen Keyuan in, he muttered as he walked, "What's the big deal to report the crime early in the morning?"

Patrolman Xiao Gao walked through the aisle with stained glass windows on one side, stepped into the threshold of a double brown door, walked to a long table, knocked on the table, made a thumping sound, and said, "Hey, wake up!" , it's time to do something."

Patrol Vice Captain Chen had his legs on the table and his hat covered his face. Not long after he arrived at the patrol station, he had just fallen asleep when a sudden noise startled him and almost threw him off his chair.

The policeman Xiao Gao sneered, and Deputy Captain Chen waited until the policeman had gone away before cursing, "If it weren't for the fact that you are the chief's brother-in-law, I would have killed you a long time ago."

The director of the Patrol Bureau just married Xiao Gao's sister who was the policeman last month. It was the time when he was deeply affectionate. Aunt Sixteen was a younger brother like Xiao Gao, so she asked him for a part-time job to patrol Xiao Gao. Wearing a patrol uniform, coming to the bureau every day is just for show.

Patrolman Xiao Gao is narrow-minded and likes to make small reports. Whoever says a bad word about the chief of the police will be called to the chief's office the next day to make things difficult or pay him a fine. He was gaining power in front of his eyes, and with the identity of the police chief's brother-in-law as a talisman, he had already been beaten in a sack.

Deputy Captain Chen yawned, his eyelids stretched, as if he didn't sleep well last night. When Shen Keyuan and the others walked in, they saw that other people in the patrol bureau also looked sleepy. Be a thief.

Vice-captain Chen didn't have a good look at the people who were brought over by patrolling Xiao Gao, and said in a loose tone, "What's the matter?"

"I came to report the crime. My brother Shen Qingchuan was kidnapped by the bandits in Jinlong Village." Shen Keyuan said.

"When did it happen?" Vice-Captain Chen straightened his back when he heard the words "Jinlongzhai", and sat in a slightly upright posture. He moved his buttocks on the chair, trying to find a more comfortable position, but the chair creaked.

"Just last night. If I can find my brother-in-law, I am willing to donate a large amount of supplies to the police department." Shen Keyuan said, although he has always put the interests of businessmen first, but compared with the lives of his family, money is more important than life. Foreign objects.

"Last night? Aren't you joking with me?" Deputy Captain Chen leaned over, stared into Shen Keyuan's eyes, shook his head and said with a smile.

"What do you mean by that?" Shen Keyuan frowned, his bushy eyebrows slightly lowered, not understanding the smile on the corner of Vice Captain Chen's mouth.

"Last night, the entire Golden Dragon Village was burned to ashes. Could it be that the bandits in Golden Dragon Village turned into ghosts and kidnapped your brother?" Deputy Captain Chen said.

They were notified last night that the Golden Dragon Village was on fire, and the entire Golden Dragon Village was destroyed by someone.

Their director urgently summoned all the people of the patrol bureau and rushed to Wushan. He knew how friendly the director of the patrol bureau was with the bandit leader in Jinlongzhai. People can't get away with it.

If he knew that the previous directors of the patrol bureau before him would not live for more than two years, the more upright they were, the sooner they would die.

The current director has been able to sit in this position for so many years without incident, relying on one catch and one release. The bandits in Jinlongzhai are more familiar with the prison cells of the patrol bureau than they are.

Sometimes Jinlongzhai specially kidnaps some rich businessmen from other places, and the director of their patrol bureau has got involved a few times in private, and I don't know how many times they have been divided.

However, the director of the Patrol Bureau summoned them last night not to save Jinlong Village, but to see if they could collect the treasures. All the gold and silver treasures collected can be confiscated. Confiscated in the Patrol Bureau.

They drove all night, and climbed the mountain. When they arrived, the fire was huge, and they waited for the fire to burn out. As a result, the whole mountain was almost searched, and no treasure was found. They rushed back in the morning The Patrol Bureau didn't sleep all night.

"What did you say?" Shen Keyuan stood up from the chair.

Vice-Captain Chen just wanted to send him away quickly to make up for it, and said, "Don't worry, all the dead are from Jinlong Village, and no strange corpses have been found. If you don't believe me, go to the morgue at the back, I went to identify it myself, and when I pulled it back, all the corpses were placed there."

They were so familiar with the people in Jinlongzhai, they naturally recognized all of them.

No gold and silver treasures were found, the chief of the patrol bureau was so angry that he almost poked over. The pile of corpses he pulled back, he planned to claim to the outside world that their patrol bureau was responsible for killing the bandits, and he could apply for a bonus. The bonus is calculated on the basis of the head. So they pulled all the corpses back, and I heard that the director planned to use this to claim credit, hold a charity donation party, and invite the country gentry and rich businessmen.

After exiting the gate of the police station, Shen Keyuan's face was a bit solemn, and the tree root came to his side and said, "Eldest young master, the third young master has his own auspiciousness, and he will be safe and sound. I will arrange people to search around Wushan. Also look for it in Jingu city."

It is true that there is no Shen Qingchuan's body in the morgue, and if you want to see a dead body, you must see his third brother is still alive.

Shen Keyuan ordered, and said, "You arrange people, spend more money, go to the hospital and other places to inquire, and invite more beggars to pay attention to whether there is anyone who looks like the third brother."

If Shen Qingchuan was not found, he would not leave Jingu for the time being. He got in a rickshaw and sent a telegram to his family to keep him safe. He planned to look for Shen Qingchuan for a few days before sending a telegram to tell his family.

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Shen Qingchuan fell into a coma for a day and a night. After sleeping for so long, his body was almost falling apart.

His lips were dry and bloodless, except for two smears of steamed powder on his cheeks, a thin layer, like a girl's rouge.

Shen Qingchuan struggled to open his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, his throat was burning dry and sore, before he could make a sound, a white porcelain teacup filled with warm water was brought to his mouth, one arm moved softly and powerfully Support his back.

Shen Qingchuan gulped two mouthfuls of warm water, and the glass was emptied, and a slightly hoarse voice filled his ears.

"Drink slowly." Putting down the teacup, Guan Boya picked up a handkerchief to wipe the water stains from the corners of Shen Qingchuan's mouth, and said, "Do you want more?"

Shen Qingchuan shook his head weakly, and suddenly Guan Boya's forehead touched Shen Qingchuan's forehead, the slightly cool skin relieved the heat on Shen Qingchuan's forehead, and said, "It's a little hot again."

Shen Qingchuan trembled his eyelashes, he dared not raise his eyes until Guan Boya left.

Guan Boya was wearing a simple and elegant white silk, with a row of wishful cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and skirt with silk thread of the same color, faintly floating with snow, and her long hair was tied down with a headband of the same color, as if raised by an ancient family. A gentle and handsome son of a family.

After the thin bed quilt was lifted, Shen Qingchuan realized that except for the white strap on his left shoulder, all the clothes on his body were gone.

Guan Boya took a cotton kerchief soaked in alcohol, and wiped Shen Qingchuan's body. The alcohol took away the excess heat from the surface of the skin. Shen Qingchuan's eyes sparkled, his voice was hoarse, and he said, "No, no need."

Guan Boya raised his eyes, as if he wanted to imprint Shen Qingchuan's appearance into his eyes, Shen Qingchuan frowned, the blushing on his face was from shame or fever, his eyes sparkled, his body wanted to shrink away, but Without strength, Guan Boya thought he was cute and funny with this embarrassment.

Fingertips touched the skin that was as shiny as snow, and a large amount of sunlight came in from the window, and the golden bed was illuminated even brighter. When it fell on a small piece of skin on Shen Qingchuan's waist, it looked like a white jade peony blooming in full bloom, piled up Layers of gold silk snow waves, like bright pearls shining.

Guan Boya thought of teasing, chuckled lightly, with a very gentle tone, leaned over to Shen Qingchuan's ear, breathed on Shen Qingchuan's earlobe, and said, "Which part of your body is I haven't seen the skin, where have I left no marks?"

I don't know if he was stimulated by the words, or if Guan Boya wiped his sensitive waist, Shen Qingchuan was so excited that he wanted to get up.

"You!" Shen Qingchuan's face flushed red, a bit more bloody than sickly red.

Seeing that Shen Qingchuan was about to get up, Guan Boya was afraid that he would open the wound, so she quickly pressed him down and said, "Okay, I won't trouble you anymore. Don't move, when the wound is about to open, I will feel distressed again. "

"If the wound is open, it's all your fault." Shen Qingchuan recalled what happened in the grove of Fengqing Villa that day when Guan Boya's words touched him. The feeling of closeness, annoyance and shame came like a tide, and what he said was a bit angry.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Guan Boya's words seemed to be coaxing Shen Qingchuan, he wiped Shen Qingchuan's calf, Shen Qingchuan's legs were well-proportioned, they looked like two porcelain vases, and his skin was fair. It seems to have a porcelain feel, which cannot withstand bumps.

Now there are large and small scars on these legs, blue and purple, scratches as thin as hair, which were scratched by branches when they escaped in Wushan that day.

Guan Boya grabbed Shen Qingchuan's ankle, gently lifted his calf, held a cotton swab dipped in the liquid medicine, and gently wiped the wound on Shen Qingchuan's calf.

It was probably because his movements were too light, and when the cotton swab touched the wound, there was a dense itching. Shen Qingchuan wanted to shrink back, and the hands that shackled his ankles were like iron shackles, tightly locked and could not move at all. .

Guan Boya pinched the back of his calf, the flesh on his calf felt pretty good, and said, "Don't move around, I won't touch you."

Shen Qingchuan turned his head to the side, not looking at Guan Boya, and said, "Where do you want to go!"

He naturally knew that what Guan Boya said about not touching his calf was not about not touching his calf, but another meaning.He also knew that Guan Boya would not do that, but Guan Boya's words were enough to make him feel a strong sense of shame.

After the medicine was finished, Guan Boya moved to the corner of Shen Qingchuan's mouth, kissed quickly, and left quickly, saying, "However, I want to charge some interest first."

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Shen Qingchuan rested for a few days. These days, he ate and slept with Guan Boya. There was nothing to eat, except that he could not use his left hand for fear of affecting the gunshot wound on his left shoulder. He could basically use his right hand to solve the problem. .

It's just sleeping, his only dissatisfaction is that Guan Boya sleeps with his arms around him every night, he wants to drive him out, but Guan Boya says this is his room.

If it wasn't for Shen Qingchuan's ankle injury, which made it difficult to move, plus yesterday's wound inflammation and high fever, he would have left long ago.

Shen Qingchuan slept all afternoon, and when he woke up, Guan Boya was not by his side, so he didn't know where he had gone.

In the morning, Guan Boya poured two large bowls of traditional Chinese medicine into him, and now he was full of water, Shen Qingchuan climbed out of bed, and slowly moved to the bathroom in the room step by step.

Guan Boya's room is very big, one of his rooms is faster than two rooms in the ordinary world.

Shen Qingchuan likes spacious and well-lit rooms, but at this moment he somewhat hates the size of the room, making it uncomfortable to urinate, wishing to move to the bathroom in an instant.

It's a pity that his legs and feet are inconvenient now. When he fell into the grass pit, he sprained an ankle, and was kicked by one of the bandits on the way back.

Coupled with the repeated fever, the wound healed more slowly, making him weak and weak in his hands and feet. This time, he was seriously injured. He could only recuperate slowly when he returned to Bohai City. Now he can only support the wall. Move the injured foot step by step.

"Where do you want to go?" Guan Boya pushed open the door of the room, and saw Shen Qingchuan leaning against the wall, moving with difficulty, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead again.

"Go to the bathroom." Shen Qingchuan said.

Guan Boya walked up to Shen Qingchuan quickly, hugging him in three steps, and said, "Why didn't you call me?"

The moon-white silk rubbed against the silk with dark patterns of ink waves, and the moon-white Tang suit on Shen Qingchuan was Guan Boya's clothes. He wore it, and it looked a little baggy, and the trousers were so long that they almost reached his feet.

A rattle was newly installed next to the bedside in the room, if Shen Qingchuan shook it, someone would naturally notify Guan Boya.

Guan Boya hugged Shen Qingchuan with both hands, and opened the bathroom door with his knees.

The bathroom is separated from the bathroom, and there is a large mirror with a retro western pattern on the frame.

Shen Qingchuan wanted Guan Boya to put him down, and said to him, "Okay, you go out, I will do the rest myself."

"You don't have much strength in your hands and feet, and you can't even stand upright, why are you here?" Guan Boya said, and untied Shen Qingchuan's trousers.

Guan Boya's words are inaccurate. Apart from Shen Qingchuan needing Guan Boya's help on the first day, although he has trouble walking now, it is still convenient for him to stand up by himself, and he will not be like a waste. too tired.

"I don't need you to come." The thin red on Shen Qingchuan's face was anger.

When he said this, Guan Boya was already holding him, like holding a large baby, spreading his legs apart, not bothering with dirt, holding the thing, and saying, "Shhh."

Shen Qingchuan really blushed completely this time, his eyes stared at Guan Boya and became slightly round, his clear pupils were like pools of spring water, the lake was shining with fire, his whole body was like a flower leaning against a crabapple tree covered with thin snow Demon, white snow covered with red begonia flowers.

Thousands of snow lights, flowers in full bloom, reflect each other.

The sick and weak state gave his skin a bit of snowy transparency, delicate everywhere, so beautiful and thick that it made people feel pitiful.

Shen Qingchuan held back and refused, and then he was played back and forth by that hand, he couldn't help it for a while, and finally let it out.

Shen Qingchuan buried his head on Guan Boya's shoulder, bit him hard, and vented his anger in a vengeful way. If he could hypnotize himself before and regard Guan Boya as a nurse in the hospital, but now it is like an intimate couple relationship, this is A relationship that makes him want to escape.

The mirror with a bronze pattern frame reflects the sunlight coming in from the window, and also reflects a snowy foot hanging in the air, shaking twice and then hiding in the moon-white silk trousers.

Guan Boya helped him wash the thing, wiped it clean, put on his pants, carried Shen Qingchuan out, put him on the soft bed, went back to the bathroom, and took a cold shower before coming out.

Long hair with cool steam, Guan Boya came out wearing a bathrobe, with her hair on her left shoulder, she looked like an orchid.

Shen Qingchuan was in a daze for a moment, recalling the glamorous Empress of the Night, Guan Boya's beautiful androgynous arguing in the Nightless Song and Dance Hall.

This scene now reminds Shen Qingchuan of the movie clips he saw on TV, the wife who just got out of the bath, the husband lying on the bed reading the newspaper, the warm sunlight pouring into the floor of the room, the whole room is so warm and comfortable .

"What are you looking at?" Guan Boya sat on the bed, a piece of the soft bed was sunken, originally his bed was a bit hard, but later considering Shen Qingchuan's wound, he changed to a softer mattress.

"It would be great if you were a woman!" Shen Qingchuan said in a friendly voice.

"Do you prefer my appearance in women's clothing?" Guan Boya raised her eyebrows and asked back.

Shen Qingchuan was silent for a while, then opened his lips and said, "Mr. Guan, we..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Guan Boya suddenly pressed the back of Shen Qingchuan's neck and kissed her gently, not leaving any chance for Shen Qingchuan to continue to speak the rest of the sentence.

Guan Boya's kiss is strong, whether it is when they first met, or at this moment, the tongue directly jumps in, directly sweeps across the city, arouses the tip of the other's tongue, forcing them to dance together, like a nimble python, sweeping across Shen Qingchuan Shen Qingchuan was a little hypoxic when he kissed the leftmost back tooth socket, and then slid to the rightmost tooth.

Shen Qingchuan's face was slightly red, like the rouge dye smudged in the water, rippling out round and round, even the corners of his eyes were dyed red.

Shen Qingchuan frowned, tears trickled down from his lower eyelashes, as if there were crystal clear dewdrops hanging on the weeds in the morning.

Guan Boya deliberately bullied Shen Qingchuan ruthlessly. The door of the room was not closed, and even opened a thin crack. He could clearly hear the voices of the servants passing by in the corridor outside the door. Shen Qingchuan obviously heard it too. arrive.

Guan Boya kissed and made a sound of water, which made Shen Qingchuan feel ashamed, and couldn't help but want to turn his head to hide.

But as soon as Shen Qingchuan moved to dodge, Guan Boya kissed deeper, until Shen Qingchuan obviously lost his strength, he leaned on Shen Qingchuan's right shoulder and said with a light smile, "What did you want to say just now?"

Five fingers scratched the broken hair at the back of Shen Qingchuan's head, and his thumb gently stroked the soft flesh on the side of Shen Qingchuan's neck.

Shen Qingchuan was panting, like a diver who had dived into the deep sea and just surfaced, his mind was empty and he didn't answer Guan Boya's question.

-------------------------------------------

After about a week, Shen Qingchuan was able to go to the ground, and he could move freely as long as he didn't do strenuous exercise.

The injury on the shoulder is still not fully healed, and the injury on the ankle was not serious at first. Since the fever stopped recurring and no inflammation was caused, it is almost healed.

As soon as the injury on his foot healed, he strongly wanted to sleep in a separate room with Guan Boya, otherwise he would leave.

Although he slept in the next room as Shen Qingchuan wished, sometimes when he woke up in the morning, Shen Qingchuan found that the hands around his waist were still there, the familiar chest, the familiar breath.

In the hall on the first floor, the man with the scar reported to Guan Boya the latest situation of the batch of goods brought back from Jinlongzhai. The man with the scar said, "Master Guan, the goods have been counted and shipped back to Bohai City. Do you want to send a telegram to that person, and arrange a good time to deliver this batch of goods."

"It's not urgent." Guan Boya picked up the long tobacco rod and took a puff. The bonsai she exhaled covered the bonsai beside the table, and the green tree crown was wrapped with hazy plain yarn. When the wind blows away, it turned out that the bonsai Bonsai is made of yushu carved from jadeite.

"Also, this is the account book of our property in Jingu. All the arrangements are placed here, and some numbers do not match." The scarred man handed over the account book and said.

The property here in Jingu was handed over to Zhou Wei before. Zhou Wei was in charge of fabrics and other sales. He trusted him for so many years and never asked him. After checking the accounts, he found a big hole in the deficit. How much oil and water.

As the saying goes, what goes up is done, and what goes down is effective.The people under Zhou Wei also followed suit, eating like a shiny big mouse.

"If the number doesn't match, check the people below. If the number is too small, let him fill it up. I'll let him go this time. If the number is too big, let him pay it back." Guan Boya still He understands that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as he is a capable person and can take care of Jingu's property, he doesn't mind a little wealth. The greed of people's hearts can't be stopped, but if it is too big, it will cause trouble. It's better to get rid of such people.

"Yes, Lord Guan." Said the big man with the scar