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As she sat in the garden, she thought of something: If you have the heart to be a Xiao San, you must accept the humiliation of being a Xiao San.

She did not dare say that she was innocent, because she had indeed been moved by Song Yunqian. What had happened in his room today, she had actually been looking forward to it.

She bit her lips to prevent herself from crying. However, her tears could not be controlled and flowed down uncontrollably.

"You're crying?" The voice sounded from right in front of her. It was Zhuge Ming.

She wiped her face roughly, turned her head away, and said breathlessly, "Which one of your eyes saw me cry? I see sand in my eyes. " She tugged at her sleeve, and the tears began to fall again and again as she wiped them away.

Zhuge Ming sat beside her, stared at her for a while and said: "Actually, you shouldn't be sad."

"You're nosy!" Wen Yi suddenly raised her head, a flame shooting out from his eyes, because his eyes were still filled with tears, without any imposing manner, it was even more obvious that his eyes were rippling, "When am I sad? Why should I be sad? "

Zhuge Ming gave her a handkerchief and sighed: "Why do you have to be so stubborn? It's not like I don't know. "

Wen Yi suddenly stood up, and angrily wanted to leave.

Zhuge Ming reached out and grabbed her arm, then said gently: "Look at you, even though you said that you won't cry, your tears will still fall!" He reached out to wipe away the tears on her face.

Wen Yi was shocked, she quickly took a step back and looked at him with shock, "You … "Don't think that I don't know. Men and women shouldn't touch each other here."

Zhuge Ming laughed, "Where are you thinking? What would it be if I were to wipe your dirty face? " He suddenly felt awkward in his heart. Just now, when he saw her crying, he did feel touched for a split-second. The tears he wiped for her were also caused by his impulses.

Wen Yi thought about it carefully, and there wasn't anything wrong with it. It was just that this action was too intimate. Even if he didn't mean it, she would still misunderstand.

Wen Yi said: "I'm going back, Godly Doctor Zhuge should get some rest soon too." She opened her legs, feeling the pain as he pulled. She stood still, bent down, pulled up the hem of his skirt, and rolled up his pants. A stream of bright red blood flowed down her legs. She remembered that they didn't collide just now.

Zhuge Ming frowned, "What happened? Where's your medicine? Didn't I apply the medicine for you? Why are you so careless? Your wound has been repeatedly inflamed, and you're still bleeding. Have you fallen down again? "

Wen Yi thought back carefully, and felt that it was strange, she had never touched a wound, how could she have ruptured and bled for no reason? She shook her head and replied honestly, "I've never touched it before. I don't know why it would suddenly start bleeding. It was fine just now, but I don't need to worry. It hurts now, and I won't feel it after a while. It's always like this these days."

Zhuge Ming asked in confusion: "The wound is so deep, how can I not feel it? Previously, when I was trying to treat your wounds, didn't you feel the slightest bit of pain? "

Wen Yi put down the hem of her skirt, and said without hiding anything: "I don't feel anything."

Zhuge Ming pondered for a moment, then said: "Let's go, I will help you stop the bleeding and treat your injuries."

Wen Yi shook his head, "No need, I will take care of it myself!" With that, she returned to the Zhi Yi Lu.

Zhuge Ming pulled her back, and said with slight anger, "You don't care about your own body? Are you crazy from jealousy? "

Wen Yi was startled, and understood what he meant. Her face immediately became gloomy, and she said coldly: "Don't you think that you're being a little lenient? Whether I am dead or alive, what does that have to do with you? " As she spoke, she felt that she was being a little too ludicrous towards Lu Dongbin. He was doing this for her own good. When she heard him say that she was going crazy from jealousy, she felt that it was very harsh. She had already neglected what she had just seen time and time again, but he still insisted on bringing it up.

However, no matter what, she shouldn't have said those bad things to people. She had been taught very strictly from a young age, and she wasn't an uncultured person, especially when they still had good intentions towards her. Thus, when Zhuge Ming's expression changed, she said softly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry at you."

Just then, Zhuge Ming thought that her angry words matched with his personality, and she suddenly said a few words of apology. This really made him not know how to react, so he looked at her and lightly said: "Now, can you let me treat your wounds?"

With tears in her eyes, Wen Yi smiled warmly, and said: "Thank you!"

Zhuge Ming supported her back to her own room. He often stayed at the Duke Palaces, and Song Yunqian had prepared a quiet courtyard for him.

As she was cleaning the wound, Wen Yi was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely. She gritted her teeth to endure the pain as her body lightly trembled. Ever since she arrived in ancient times, she had never felt such pain, other than on the first day. Now that she was filled with this kind of pain, it made her understand that she was still made of flesh and blood.

After bandaging up, she softly thanked him.

Zhuge Ming poured a pot of tea and said: "If you don't want to go back, you can sit here. If you want to talk, I'm the best listener, if you don't want to talk, you can read some books."

"A book?" Wen Yi loved to read books. She just looked around and did not see any books.

Zhuge Ming stood up and walked behind the screen, he reached out to put away the screen, only to see a large bookshelf in front of the wall with at least a thousand books displayed on it.

Her face lit up as she hastily stood up and limped over. "Oh my god, it's actually mostly medical books!" Wen Yi was overjoyed. She took out one of the books and quickly returned to her chair to read it.

Zhuge Ming shook his head and sighed. He had never thought that the best consolation for her was not words, but medical books.

He had thought that he would be able to hear some words from the bottom of his heart in order to guess her background. Actually, both he and Song Yunqian had already determined that she was not Yang Luoyi. They just did not know who she was, where she came from, and why she was living in the Duke Palace with Yang Luoyi's identity.

This was a mystery, and it was not something that could be solved in a short period of time.

However, the girl in front of them was worth their time and effort to find the answer, wasn't she?

He watched as Wen Yi flipped through the pages very quickly, and was somewhat suspicious as to whether she had finished reading the first page before flipping, so she went up and asked. Are you sure you saw it? Or is this not attractive to you? "

Wen Yi's face lit up, all the sadness had been swept away as she said in joy: "No, it's very attractive. Only now do I know that Chinese medicine is truly vast and profound, as there is a Western medicine in the later generations, they are not taken seriously, causing many profound medical techniques to be lost, what a pity, what a pity!"

"Later generations? Western medicine? " Zhuge Ming looked at her, deep in thought.

Wen Yi was startled, she then realised that she had said the wrong thing, but at the moment, she did not have time to defend herself, and could only say: "I guessed, if you have something to do, then do it now, or go and read books."

The meaning behind his words was to not disturb her.

Zhuge Ming felt that he was asking for trouble, so he quietly went back to the bookshelf and took out a book and started flipping through it. However, the appeal of books was far less than the richness of her expression. He had always paid attention to her expression, and she was sometimes amazed, sometimes thoughtful, sometimes doubtful, completely immersed in a new world.

Inside the Flying Pavilion, Song Yunqian took a long time to recover from his shock.

When Wen Yi had just broken into the Flying Soaring Pavilion, he was very angry and embarrassed. This was because her appearance here tonight was completely an accident. After today's affair with Wen Yi, the servants of the Flying Peak Pavilion said that Yang Luofan's body was unwell, and called the imperial physician to look for his, and the imperial physician said that she was overly worried, and that it was a problem that remained in his heart. He knew that Yang Luofan was worried about him, and when he thought about his attitude towards her during this period of time, he felt that it was really bad. Furthermore, Wen Yi had just brought a wheelchair over, and he felt that it was new.

When he went to look at Yang Luofan, what he saw wasn't a depressed Yang Luofan, but a Yang Luofan who was half-naked, with a myriad of emotions, and then did his best to be gentle, yet was unable to release the feelings he had with Wen Yi during the day. In the end, the two of them wound up on the bed.

Therefore, when he saw Wen Yi barging in, he was angry and embarrassed. He didn't know where to start, so he scolded him. When he saw the pain on Wen Yi's face, he was at a loss of what to do, and actually felt that he had done something wrong for a moment.

But, he knew that he wasn't wrong, Yang Luofan was his concubine, what fault did he have if he was together with her?

He was thinking this way, but he still felt uneasy.

Yang Luofan leaned on his shoulder, and said indifferently: "Big sister is probably jealous!" Of course she knew that it was impossible for Wen Yi to come tonight for this. After beating Xiao Ju up today, Wen Yi would definitely come looking for her, so he had specially arranged this show for her tonight.

Song Yunqian looked at Yang Luofan, his face had a hidden grievance, making people feel pity for his. He quietly sighed, he had already injured Wen Yi, and could not bear to be hurt anymore, so he comforted her a little, but he did not scold Wen Yi like what Yang Luofan had expected.

Yang Luofan wasn't happy at all with his consolation, he only felt that his heart had always been heavy. He tried to curry favor with his, but he didn't say anything about how rash and disrespectful he was.

Xiao Ju and the mama were about to die from anxiety. They wanted people to go over and ask about it, but there was no news from the Soaring Sky Pavilion, and they only heard that the imperial concubine had come to visit. Furthermore, the prince had also stayed at the Soaring Cloud Pavilion, but no one knew how the situation had developed.

mama and Xiao Ju were extremely worried when they heard that the Duke was also in the Flying Pavilion. They were afraid that Wen Yi might have bumped into the Duke, but seeing that she had returned safely, the mama immediately pulled her back and asked: "Princess, does the Duke have any punishments?"

Wen Yi seemed to only just remember this, and her expression was slightly startled, the pain in her heart continued, and she said indifferently: "No punishments, mama, help Xiao Ju apply some medicine, this little face looks really painful."

mama agreed. Seeing her strange expression, he continued to ask, "Did the Prince really not punish you? What does Imperial Concubine Rou have to say for themselves? "

Wen Yi laid all over the book on the table, then brought over a chair, placed it on a cushion and said absentmindedly: "Nothing much, you guys go ahead. There's no need to stand guard, I'll sleep after reading the book."

mama and Xiao Ju looked at each other, seeing that she was not willing to say anything, they could guess that something must have happened. Princess usually did not like to read books, but now he actually carried a large pile of books and stayed up all night to read.

The two of them could only say a few words to each other before retreating.

Wen Yi steadied her mind and forced herself not to think about what she saw tonight. To her, there was nothing else that attracted her more than this pile of medical books.