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Chapter 28 Nightmare and Slap

It was almost noon, the young master came out of the main courtyard, and plunged into the study, and he didn't come out until now, which is very rare.Ruishan was a little uneasy, pacing back and forth in front of the door with her hands in her sleeves, opened her mouth to shout a few times, but before she could speak, the memory of being punished to kneel a few days ago came to her head, and her knees ached.

In the study, Yan Zheng sat behind the desk and could clearly hear Ruishan pacing back and forth outside the room, but he kept his eyes fixed and remained motionless, his eyes fixed on a piece of paper spread out on the table in front of him.

It was given to him by Lu Heng a few days ago when he passed the mansion. After he took it, he never opened it at all, but stuffed it in the hidden compartment under the desk, and opened it today.

In fact, even if he didn't open it, he has long been familiar with the above things.Regarding Yan Wanwan, he always thought that he knew far more than others, but until now, he only knew that it was far from enough.

Lu Heng's words echoed in his ears again, "It's very clean! It's too clean! There's no flaws at all, do you believe it?"

He believed it because she was not someone else, she was Yan Wanwan.

But after sitting in this study for so long, he was still unable to make a decision. The hesitation he had never had before was also because she was Yan Wanwan.

After a long time, a gleam of determination appeared in his gloomy eyes, as if the darkness of the night had been broken, and he put away the paper. With a calm expression, he walked to the door with slow steps, and suddenly opened the door.

Ruishan outside the door froze, met his face, and smiled apologetically, "It's almost time, I just want to ask you to show me, do you want to prepare lunch?"

"Let them prepare first!" Yan Zhenglian lowered his eyes and said softly, "Go and call Yuan Feng to me."

"Yes." Rui Shan let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly turned and left.

After a while, Yuan Feng came at the command, and Yan Zheng leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, Yuan Feng's surprise flashed away, but he responded without hesitation, turned and left.

Yan Zheng stood in front of the door with his hands behind his hands for a moment before turning around and heading towards the inner courtyard.

When they arrived at the main courtyard named "Hechun Courtyard", they immediately saw Musk Yan and Dai Qian who were guarding the porch, doing needlework and talking in a low voice.

When the two saw him, they quickly got up and saluted.

Yan Zheng looked past them and landed in the quiet room, "Madam still asleep?"

Musk Yan and the two should be, but Yan Zheng waved them back and pushed the door open.

There were faint medicine boxes scattered in the house, and when he stepped into the inner room, he heard two low whispers, muffled, he couldn't make out what it was, it was more like whimpering and moaning in pain, Yan Zheng's heart tightened, and he turned his feet. Quickly, walked into the inner room in three or two steps.

The red silk used when getting married in the room has been removed and replaced with a soft lotus color.Yan Wanwan sank on the bed, trapped in a nightmare, her brows were tightly frowned, her temples were wet with sweat, her head was tossing and turning on the pillow, her mouth was raving from time to time, and tears rolled down her tightly closed eyelids...

Seeing that, Yan Zheng pinched his heart, hurried forward to grab her hand, and shouted softly, "Lady, Wanwan..."

His hand had just touched the back of Yan Wanwan's hand, but she suddenly opened her eyes, and at the same time waved her hand to the side, with a "snap", the slap was crisp and clear, and she jumped up from the pillow , one hand has been thrust under the pillow, the almond eyes are rounded, revealing a murderous look, staring at the person who came.

At the same time that the hand poking under the pillow was empty again, her gaze also touched Yan Zheng, but she was taken aback for a moment, her tense body suddenly relaxed, and she called out, "Husband?"

Glanced at the back of his red hand, was startled again, and realized later, "I'm sorry husband, I just had a nightmare, I didn't know it was you, did it hurt?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand , but was turned over by his palm, and instead put his hands together in his palm.

Her hands were also sweaty and slightly cool.

Yan Zheng hugged her tightly, his expression changed a few times, his eyes were dark, but he smiled gently, "It's okay, how hard you can hit. Did you have a nightmare just now?" Thinking of her appearance just now, He still felt a little palpitations.He took out his handkerchief and wiped her sweaty temples and forehead.

Yan Wanwan was a little uncomfortable at first, but when she thought about what happened just now, and her mind hadn't completely escaped from the dream, she didn't escape after all, and let him wipe her stiff body, and let out a low "um".

She just dreamed about that day 13 years ago again.

It should have been caused by seeing the flying eagle totem on his cloak when fighting against the head of the Silence Division in the rain last night.She didn't want to fall asleep at first, but she felt that her eyelids were heavy when she was lying down, so she accidentally fell asleep. After running out of wine, it was really a nightmare again, and she almost got into trouble... She carefully glanced at Yan Zheng's complexion.

He was not angry, nor did he ask her what she had dreamed of, but gently wiped her sweat away, and took the coat hanging on the rack and put it on her, "You are sweating, be careful not to catch cold."

After shaking her hand, the sweat dried up, and he finally recovered slowly, "Are you hungry? I asked them to prepare lunch, which is light and easy to digest. Have something?"

With his attitude, the uneasiness in her heart eased by two points, she calmed down, and nodded.

The two had a quiet lunch, Yan Zheng saw that her complexion was better than before, and his brows also stretched a little, "What is the lady going to do next afternoon? Do you want to sleep a little longer, or should we go out for a stroll together?"

"I don't want to go out anymore." Yan Wanwan shook her head, remembered something, leaned forward with shining eyes, and said, "I looked at the husband's handwriting on the marriage letter that day, it was very well written, but it matched My handwriting is very petty, since my husband has nothing to do today, can you teach me?"

"Where is it as good as you said? The lady's handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, which is already very good." Yan Zheng said with a smile, but when he heard her praise and was looked at with eager eyes, he was also very upset. Just use it.

"Husband thinks I'm stupid and doesn't want to teach me?" Yan Wanwan smiled with her lips closed.

Yan Zheng couldn't hold back, and hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that, I just thought you had an injury on your arm... Forget it, if you want to learn, I'll teach you! At that time, my lady, don't think I'm a good teacher and boring. "

"That's impossible. Even if the husband is a master, he is also a handsome and extraordinary master." Yan Wanwan offered a flattery with a smile.

Steal half a day of leisure.Yan Zheng asked Ruishan to go to the study to get pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and spread them out on the table in the room, teaching Yan Wanwan to learn calligraphy.

In fact, Yan Wanwan's handwriting is not bad, but she seems to love Yan Zheng's handwriting and tries to imitate it.

Although Yan Zheng didn't know why she was like this, but he was willing to get close to her, so he pointed her out carefully.

She is very clever, and she has taught it a few times, and she has already written decently.

The two of them taught one another, laughed and quarreled with each other from time to time, time passed quietly, and the sky turned from bright to dark, but it reminded Yan Wanwan of Nalan Rongruo's two words - gambling books disappear with the fragrance of tea , At that time, it was only common.

As soon as the words came to mind, she kept saying "Bah bah bah" in her heart. How could she think of this? It's too unlucky.

Yan Zheng thought about her injury, let her write for a while and rest for a while, taught her patiently and meticulously, and told her some allusions about writing during the break.

(End of this chapter)