Chapter 609: Young Master 3 is afraid of pain!
Chapter 609: Young Master 3 is afraid of pain!
The medicine made by Mr. Zhou is more effective than Song Wanwan expected.
When she asked the question, Qin Yuan had already regained some consciousness.
He moved his arms behind his back, his eyelashes drooping, "It's okay."
Song Wanwan thought of his expression and behavior along the way, and suddenly understood. He was afraid of doing something rude, so he used this method to keep himself sane.
She grabbed his wrist again and rolled up his sleeves. There were three or four crisscrossing scars on his wrist, which were caused by a sharp blade, and the cuts were not shallow.
Song Wanwan frowned and asked Tong Shun to bring medicine and gauze.
The medicine was sprinkled on the wound, and Qin Yuan screamed, "It hurts."
The corner of Song Wanwan's mouth twitched. When she was eight years old, she fell down from the roof, but she didn't scream so loudly.
"When the Third Young Master was cutting, wasn't he very neat? Do you feel the pain now?"
Tong Shun supported Qin Yuan and said carefully, "Miss Song, please be gentle. Our Third Young Master is not afraid of anything except pain."
Song Wanwan: ...
The Qin family is full of military generals, and it is said that the family business is managed by the third young master.
Could it be that the Qin family let him manage the business not because he is proficient in economics and personnel, but because he is afraid of pain and cannot go to the battlefield?
Thinking of this, Song Wanwan raised a smile.
But the action of wiping his wound was obviously much gentler.
Song Wanwan wiped the wound and looked up at Qin Yuan. The third young master of the Qin family, who was always calm and shrewd, was looking at her with red eyes and grievance.
"Okay, okay, the medicine will be applied soon." Song Wanwan didn't even notice that her voice was much softer than usual.
Qin Yuan nodded and hummed.
Thinking of what Song Wanwan had said to Rong Jin before, he suddenly wanted to ask, is it true that she likes him?
But when the words came to my lips, they turned into, "This dress today doesn't suit you. It's too complicated and not as good as your usual clothes."
After he said that, Qin Yuan realized something was wrong and slapped himself in the face.
I thought he was quite good at dealing with people when he was out negotiating business, but why did he just say such a... lame remark?
Song Wanwan and Tong Shun looked at Qin Yuan in shock, not understanding why he slapped himself.
However, Song Wanwan strongly agreed with Qin Yuan's words.
Although not all her clothes were riding clothes, many of her skirts were made in the style of riding clothes. But the clothes she wore today were something her mother insisted on her wearing, and she also found them cumbersome.
As Song Wanwan bandaged him, she smiled and said, "I say so, but my mother always thinks that girls should dress like this."
Even though the clothes she had made for herself were neat and simple, her mother still made dozens of complicated and gorgeous dresses for her every year.
Every New Year, he would never tire of persuading her to wear it.
Song Wanwan goes along with it about twice a year, and the rest of the time she does what she wants.
After the bandage was almost done, Song Wanwan asked curiously, "Who tricked you?"
Seeing Qin Yuan looking at her inexplicably, Song Wanwan was puzzled for a moment, "If it's inconvenient to say, forget it."
Every family has dirty and unspeakable things that cannot be told. She was just asking casually and didn't necessarily need to know.
Qin Yuan shook his head and said, "It's not that I can't tell you, but..."
But this matter is somewhat related to Song Wanwan.
Afterwards, Qin Yuan talked about what happened. He heard that Rong Jin had someone take her hairpin, so he went there. Song Wanwan's face suddenly became gloomy, "This Rong Jin, is she crazy?"
In order to marry Qin Yuan, she even did such a thing at the birthday party of the old lady of the Qin family.
Qin Yuan thought of the maid who had given him the hairpin, and turned to Tong Shun and said coldly, "There is a maid named Yuhong who sweeps the garden. Tell her to lock her up first. I will interrogate her myself later."
Qin Yuan at this moment was completely different from the young man who had just cried out in pain with red eyes.
Song Wanwan was still cursing Rong Jin in her heart when she heard Qin Yuan say, "That hairpin of yours is made of Dongzhu. I'll make you another one later."
"No need to be so troublesome. It's just an ordinary hairpin. It won't be a problem." Song Wanwan said casually.
Qin Yuan didn't say anything else, but he had already started thinking about the style of the hairpin.
After Song Wanwan helped Qin Yuan deal with his wounds, Qin Yuan stood up and said, "I'll go in and change my clothes, then I'll take you out."
Song Wanwan nodded and sat calmly at the table drinking tea.
Qin Yuan had just gone in to change his clothes and hadn't come out yet when a little maid ran in hurriedly.
"Third Master, there's something wrong up ahead."
Song Wanwan asked hurriedly, "What happened?"
The maidservant did not hide it either. She bowed to Song Wanwan and said, "To reply to Miss Song, the messenger said that His Royal Highness the Prince of Pingxi and Miss Six of the Rong family were having an affair... in Wutong Garden, and the Emperor knew about it."
There is a commotion in Wutong Garden now.
At this time, Qin Yuan also changed his clothes and came out, "What did you say? King Pingxi and Rong Jin are hanging out together?"
The little maid nodded, "Yes, that's what the messenger said."
Qin Yuan muttered, "Why would the Second Prince go to Wutong Garden?"
After saying this, he suddenly looked at Song Wanwan, and thought of the rumor about Song Wanwan and the second prince discussing marriage. It seemed that the rumor was not groundless.
Qin Yuan suddenly felt bitter, but he still said, "I think the King of Pingxi has suffered an unexpected disaster, and this is also my fault. Don't worry, let's go and see what's going on first."
According to Qin Yuan's thinking, Song Wanwan and the Second Prince should have met in Wutong Garden to talk. After that, Song Wanwan left to save him, but the Second Prince suffered an unexpected disaster.
He had already imagined in his mind a drama in which the Second Prince was heartless and hypocritical, Rong Jin took advantage of the situation, and Song Wanwan was heartbroken.
Song Wanwan was stunned at first, then looked at Qin Yuan inexplicably, "Do you think I'm having a secret meeting with the Second Prince?"
"The second prince wanted to take advantage of my reputation so that the emperor could grant me marriage. I knocked him out behind the house. If it wasn't for saving you, I would have thrown him into the stable."
Qin Yuan suddenly felt as if a huge stone had been removed from his chest. It turned out that it was not what he thought.
When he heard that the second prince was plotting against her reputation, he angrily said, "He is too despicable."
When scolding the Second Prince, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he couldn't help but smile. So the scolding words inexplicably lost their momentum.
Song Wanwan said unhappily, "Why do I feel like you are praising him?"
Qin Yuan quickly explained, "No, I feel sorry for you. But I am also happy to think that you are okay."
Both of them experienced a disaster, but they turned danger into safety and became much closer.
Song Wanwan walked out, "Let's go, it's such a big scene, it would be a waste not to watch it."
This sounds much more exciting than throwing someone into the stable. I don't know how the second prince ended up in Rong Jin's bed.
When the two arrived at Wutong Garden, there were already quite a few people gathered in the yard.
When Su Shunci and Su Zhilan saw Song Wanwan, their eyes lit up and they came forward to greet her.
"Sister Wanwan, I finally found you. Are you okay?" Su Shunci asked in a low voice.
Song Wanwan gave her a comforting look, "I'm fine, what happened?"
Su Shunci then whispered what had happened, and Song Wanwan was stunned with shock.
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