Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Shen Anhuai's entire face came into intimate contact with the bluestone slab, his nose and forehead were flushed, the jade crown on his head was also crooked, and a few strands of hair drooped down, looking embarrassed and funny.

The servant who followed Xu Ziying also recognized this master, and hurriedly helped him up, Shen Anhuai covered his nose and secretly glanced at Xu Ziying, shook off the servant's hand and awkwardly said: "Get up, I don't need your help! "

Seeing the nosebleed oozing from Shen Anhuai's fingers, Xu Ziying frowned: "Is there a handkerchief? Stop the bleeding quickly."

Shen Anhuai fell hard, dizzy and almost unable to stand still, shook his head indiscriminately, a little afraid to look into Xu Ziying's eyes.

He said vaguely, "No, I, no..."

Xu Ziying was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and he couldn't let it go. Shen Anhuai's grandmother actually gave him and Rong Feiyan gifts several times in private, saying that she hoped to take care of Shen Anhuai more, even if she just said something.

With his hands short, Xu Ziying had no choice but to ask the boy to go to the imperial hospital to find an imperial doctor, and then find a clean handkerchief from his purse and stuff it into Shen Anhuai.

"Quickly block your nose, and don't forget to give me a new handkerchief."

Seeing that Shen Anhuai hesitated to use it, he gave a "tsk" and spoke nicely.

"There's something shameful, wipe it off quickly, otherwise people will think I beat you when they see it, first let me say yes, I didn't even touch a single finger of yours, and Pengci wouldn't let you do that."

"not me……"

Shen Anhuai's expression flickered, and he couldn't even speak if there was more blood, but he couldn't wipe off the blood well with the handkerchief, instead, blood stains dripped on the front of his clothes.

Xu Ziying saw that he was clumsy, so he pulled the veil three times, five times and two times to help him deal with it briefly, and it seemed to stop the bleeding, said.

"Why are you running? You don't look at the road when you walk. Why is no one following you?"

With a disfigured face, Shen Anhuai lowered his head to listen to Xu Ziying's mother-like inquiries, and hummed: "I'm not a child, I don't want them to follow me."

"You still say no?" Xu Ziying threw the dirty handkerchief to him: "My son knows how to walk while leaning on the wall, but you are playing sprint here. If I don't dodge, I will be knocked away by you."

Ben was humiliated in front of the person he liked, and when he heard this, he pursed his mouth and widened his eyes: "Ying'er, when did you have a child? Didn't you just get married?"

Xu Ziying gave him a white look: "Adopted, adopted, many, don't you know? Besides, what happened to me just getting married, my man and Rong Fei will not have children for a long time if we get tired of getting married, you must be fooled. "

That little curly Shen Anhuai of many people naturally knew that he just asked such a stupid thing in a moment of confusion. He sucked his swollen and sore nose, let out a muffled "Oh", and stopped talking.

Xu Ziying said: "It's okay, I'm leaving."

Shen Anhuai took a sharp breath, opened his mouth, and said reluctantly, "Ying'er, I miss you."

Xu Ziying had long been immune to this child, and said lightly: "There are so many people who miss me, who are you?"

Then Shen Anhuai seemed to remember something sad again, and whispered: "Ying'er, do you hate me so much?"

Xu Ziying's eyes rolled slightly, Shen Anhuai lowered his head deeply and only saw the crooked jade crown on top of his head, his whole body looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, extremely listless.

I can't say I hate it, but Xu Ziying had no obligation to comfort the prince, so he kept his mouth shut.

At the end Xu Ziying sighed: "I'm leaving, son, you can do what you want."

As soon as he moved a step, Shen Anhuai's voice was suppressed and said: "I don't want to get married."

Xu Ziying looked back at him and nodded: "Huh? It's a good thing to get married, congratulations."

After hearing this, Shen Anhuai saw his expression as if he was looking at a scumbag who had always given up. His handsome face was completely gray, and the veil stuffed up his nose added such a sense of joy.

"But I don't want to... Grandmother said that she wanted me to get married so she could take care of herself. She asked me to go to the palace to meet the daughter of the minister of the Ministry of Industry. I don't want to see the daughter of the son. I don't like her. I..."

Xu Ziying didn't take it seriously: "Oh, the daughter of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Industry, I've seen her before, hey, let me tell you that she bought several sets of clothes in my shop, she is beautiful and generous, what a girl ah."

Seeing that Shen Anhuai's eyes were red, Xu Ziying could only shut up. It's not that he has a low EQ and can't understand the meaning of Shen Anhuai's words, but all he can do is to make Shen Anhuai give up as soon as possible.

He was worried that he would piss off the eldest son, so he didn't care to make a fuss here, and changed the subject: "You don't want to marry, that's why you ran out?"

Shen Anhuai stiffened her neck and nodded twice: "I told my grandmother, as long as I'm not allowed to get married, I promise, I promise I won't see you in the future..."

Xu Ziying thought that if this child insisted on getting into a corner and not seeing him in order not to get married, wouldn't he still be unable to get out?

He persuaded earnestly: "If you just like my face, there are many good-looking people in this world, and all of them are more gentle and virtuous than me. Why do you insist on hanging on this branch of my tree?"

It took Shen Anhuai a while to say anything: "Then Rong Fei is tired and must marry you."

"He, you can just treat him as having a sick mind and a perverted taste."

Recently, the days of the young couple have been sweetened, and when thinking of Rong Fei, the corners of Xu Ziying's mouth unconsciously twitched, but she hadn't noticed it yet.

His pretendingly relaxed tone, in Shen Anhuai's eyes, seemed to be sharing interesting stories between husband and wife, and the tenderness hidden at the end of his eyes fell into Shen Anhuai's eyes.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his voice and shouted: "What's so good about him?!"

Xu Ziying was puzzled: "What?"

Shen Anhuai bit her lips: "You don't know...you don't know him, he is with someone else!"

Xu Ziying looked at him strangely: "What a mess, please speak clearly."

When it came to this point, Shen Anhuai couldn't do it if he didn't want to. He was afraid that Xu Ziying would be sad, but at this point his head became hot.

"Just now I passed the garden in front of the harem and saw Rong Feiyan having a private meeting with a servant!"

The words fell silent, Shen Anhuai couldn't help but glance at Xu Ziying, the corners of his frivolous eyes were calm, but it made his heart tremble.

Xu Ziying hugged his shoulders and asked him expressionlessly: "Private meeting, or in the harem, is he going to die?"

Shen Anhuai was dumb: "No, but they are really..."

"What are you doing? Are you hugging or kissing? It's not going to be a wild shot, is it? Tell me more in detail."

Shen Anhuai was left speechless by a series of cannonball words, he waved his hands stammeringly: "No, I was too far away just now, what they said together, I really..."

Xu Ziying interrupted him, tilted his head, and never raised his eyebrows: "I'm just talking, this is not a private meeting, and..."

He paused: "Based on your words alone, no matter how bad my temper is, I won't call you without asking. No matter how tired Rong Fei is, he won't be able to do such a thing. He won't lie to me, and for me Tell me, do you think I believe you or him?"

Shen Anhuai's heart suddenly turned cold, he could see that it was true, but why listen to his one-sided opinion about the couple's matter, after all, in Xu Ziying's eyes, he might not even be considered a friend.

Seeing him lowering his head in a muffled voice, Xu Ziying organized his words and said, "It will be the same in everything you do in the future, don't be impulsive anymore, think about your grandmother, your elder sister."

Shen Anhuai was about to rub the handkerchief in his hand, his chest heaved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I'm not a baby, I'm not...don't talk to me like that."

Xu Ziying helplessly supported his forehead, why does this little boy love to cry so much, he still hasn't grown up, fortunately at this time the imperial physician and Shen Anhuai's servants rushed over together, Xu Ziying backed away quietly, turned around and saw a person.