Chapter 41 My Wife Ruxin

Lin Jinghao had an aggrieved face, "I don't know either."

"I went out early in the morning to inspect the shop and reconcile accounts, but I was dragged into a dark alley with a sack. Probably my cousins deliberately sought someone to target me. I was afraid that my parents would be worried when I went back to the house.Brother, let me hide here."

Although there were bruises on his face, he was not worried about his image being damaged at all. He looked at Wen Qiong pitifully, "Sister Wen, can you apply some ointment for me?"

Wen Qiong nodded repeatedly, and asked Xiao Lian to go to the small bedside cabinet in her room to fetch the standing medicine box.

Wen Boqing carefully applied the ointment for Lin Jinghao, put it back in the small medicine box, and looked at the bruise at the end of his eye, "You have been hit in the eye, I will ask the doctor to show you later, don't worry about it."What dark wounds are left behind?"

"It's really strange. You don't have many injuries on your body. The fists all hit your head. Could it be that your Lin family has some important banquet these days, and your cousins deliberately hurt your face so that you can't see it?people?"

"Not really." Lin Jinghao shook his head, scratching a small wound at the corner of his mouth, hissing in pain.

"I haven't heard my father say that there are important invitations recently, and our house has no plans to hold a banquet."

Wen Qiong was puzzled, "Who did Young Master Lin offend?"

Lin Jinghao was also at a loss, "The most important thing in business is to make money with harmony, how could I offend people?"

"But after they left the alley, my boy found me and picked this up from beside me."

He took out a strand of blue tassel from his waist and put it on the tea table, dejectedly, "It probably was too hard when I hit me, and I accidentally tore it off."

As he was talking, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

Wen Qiong raised his eyes, and saw that familiar slender and tall figure walking into the courtyard. He was about to stand guard outside the main hall door. As soon as he stepped up the steps, he caught a glimpse of Lin Jinghao sitting in the hall.Xu stood at the door and guarded with Mo Ya on the left and right.

Seeing this, Wen Boqing raised his hand, gestured towards Wen Qiong without a trace, and signaled with his eyes - look, it's the one outside the door, with a heart smaller than a needle.

Wen Qiong rubbed her tense temples with a headache.

Lin Jinghao asked to take a few days to heal the wound on his face, Wen Boqing asked someone to clean the west wing, Yao Xuanci was silent for a moment when he learned about it, knocked twice on the door to remind him, and then walked into Wen Qiong's room.

Wen Qiong was reading a letter from her mother, with a faint smile on her face, when she looked up and saw a man walking in, the gentle smile disappeared in the blink of an eye, and her eyes were calm.

"What do you want to do this time?"

Yao Xuanci saw that she obviously didn't want to see her, and his heart suddenly felt a little dull, and his sword eyebrows subconsciously retracted.

He restrained his thoughts just now when he came in, and thought carefully for a while, "When is the girl going to return to the house?"

Lin Jinghao moved in, so he persuaded Aqiong to move out. This kid is in front of her every day, his sister is big and his sister is short, it is really an eyesore, so it's okay for him to live in.

Porcelain white fingers lightly pinched the letter paper and put it back in the envelope. Wen Qiong raised her eyes, "When will the Xuan Hu Yuan clean up the house and confirm that it is safe before I dare to move back."

"I'm a coward. I'm most afraid of dangerous places, for fear of accidentally losing my life."

Yao Xuanci pursed his thin lips tightly, "Okay."

Not only the small house, but also the Hou's mansion was being tidied up, and it was his intention to stay in Weicheng with her.

He took care of everything and would not let the scene of his previous life reappear.

But this does not mean that he will tolerate Arjun who is coveted by others.

"After noon, I wonder if Young Master Lin was beaten?" Yao Xuanci recalled the miserable appearance of the young man, "He is too weak, as a man, it is best to have some martial arts skills,Why don't I ask someone to teach him a few boxing kung fu?"

Wen Qiong propped up the small table and looked at him with her chin, "Then according to you, my brother is also weak?"

In the early years, Wen Boqing was also a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses. He was superb in riding and shooting, but he never touched these things after he fell off the horse, and his body was "delicate" than ordinary men.

Yao Xuanci paused for a moment, "I can teach him a set of methods for keeping fit and exercising."

Wen Boqing is her elder brother, so he is different from others.

Hearing his immediately changed tone, Wen Qiong felt the vague sense of strangeness come up again.

A few days ago, he was indifferent, and he was a bit fierce when he was provoked. He was obviously dissatisfied with her deliberately disappearing, but these two days seemed to return to the time when he was just poisoned by the arrow. He was clingy and possessive all the time., so she couldn't help but be on guard secretly.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at him again, when her eyes fell on the tassels around his waist, Liu Mei couldn't help but frowned, and stretched out her white hands, palms facing upwards.

"You take off your tassel."

When the man handed the tassel to her, she took a few glances, her eyes were slightly cold, "Have you ever gone out in the morning?"

She was obviously questioning, and Yao Xuanci felt inexplicable, "I went out for a trip."

Xing Yunjing kept looking for him, and he found a chance to go out of the house after eating breakfast, and when he came back at noon, he saw Lin Jinghao sitting in the main hall, embarrassed and pitiful.

Wen Qiong put his waist tassels on the table, got up, propped the table and stared at him closely, with displeasure in her delicate eyes, "Did you touch Young Master Lin?"

Yao Xuanci was startled, then realized what she meant, and frowned tightly.

"No."

There was a bit of hostility in his eyes, "Do you suspect that I hit him?"

That little boy has only been in contact with her for a few days, yet he has such a heavy weight in her heart, it deserves her attention who bullied him.

Wen Qiong got his denial and gave up, seeing him so casually said, "You always look so sullen every time you see him, and the timing is so coincidental, I wonder what's wrong with you?"

"In your heart, I'm the kind of unbearable person who plays tricks behind the scenes?" Yao Xuanci couldn't help taking a step forward, trying his best to restrain the jealousy surging in his chest.

"You have only known each other for a few days. He is a boy who came out of a cottage, and he can attract your attention so much."

"Xuan Hu Yuan." Wen Qiong looked at him calmly, "You and I have only known each other for a few days."

"You have overstepped the rules these days. Mr. Lin appears more frequently, but that's all he does. What position do you stand on, and what qualifications do you have to say this to me?"

"This small house is full of rumors and gossips about you and me. My reputation has been ruined by you. Don't you find it funny that you are questioning me now?"

"But you are my..." wife!

The last two words were tightly restrained by Yao Xuanci and locked in his throat. Once these two words were uttered, the peace of these days would be completely broken.

She would run away as fast as she could, and never, ever look at him again.

He didn't want to see this scene, nor did he want to witness her resolute departure.

The man tried his best to restrain the turbulent emotions in his heart, his big palms with well-defined knuckles firmly grasped the edge of the desk, his wrists were trembling faintly.

Those black phoenix eyes tightly locked onto the woman's calm brows until she asked, "What am I you?"

Yao Xuanci slowly lowered his eyes, hiding the paranoid madness in his eyes, stroked his heart with his long fingers, and whispered, "It's my heart."

Without the heart, one cannot live.

Under the palm, the steady and beating heart beat, and a voice murmured in doubt, "Heart?"

Wen's, is it worth his cherishing so much?

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Go home to catch up on sleep and get up halfway through sleep to update

It's been a day, I woke up at four o'clock and now I've had two hours of sleep, I'm too sleepy and my mind is not clear, let's do it for today, good night