The sick prince lives on the script I wrote

Chapter 3 "Sick Beauty"

"Come quickly." Hongluan couldn't wait to pull her into a room, and Shen Siyan subconsciously looked in the direction she pointed.

how to say?She had always thought that the phrase "Sickness like a Xizi wins three points" was for women, but she never thought that it would be so appropriate for this man.

His lips were so pale that he didn't even have a drop of blood, like a fragile porcelain doll. In addition, his appearance was inherently demonic, but he was demonic but not charming. Lying on this bed really looked like a "sick beauty".

"Where did you get it?" Shen Siyan changed his indifference just now, and excitedly grabbed Hongluan's wrist, what smell of rouge?It's clearly copper stink!But she loves it.

At this time, Hongluan put on airs: "What? Don't you dislike the smell of rouge and gouache on me?"

She guessed that this girl is good at it.

Shen Siyan looked at the promiscuous woman behind him very seriously: "Did I say I disliked it just now?"

The promiscuous woman shook her head without hesitation.

Hong Luan laughed at the anger of the three masters and servants. It really is that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

"I went to the suburbs yesterday to burn paper for my mother, and I picked it up by accident."

It's as simple as picking up a cabbage.

Shen Siyan took a closer look, and couldn't help but smack her lips, why didn't she have such good luck to find such a handsome man?
"Yan Nizi, I really didn't brag. If this person is placed in our listening bamboo garden, the number of guests will at least triple."

Although Hong Luan is not very good at doing business, she is famous for her love of money. Although the person in front of her is beautiful, she is more attractive without money.

Although this is a restaurant, there are still people who come to listen to the music. If you put this person there, you will be a living God of Wealth.

"Did you see the doctor?" Shen Siyan asked.

Seeing that this person was seriously injured, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of sickness.

Speaking of this, Hongluan shook her head with some pity.

"I've seen it, it's just that my body is too weak and I haven't had a few years of work, but it doesn't matter, anyway, what I do in this line of work is only the food of the past few years." I haven't seen anyone looking for an old man to play the piano.

Hong Luan flicked her fingernails casually, speaking calmly.

Shen Siyan frowned after hearing Hongluan's words, she is not from ancient times, she has a completely different view on life, she is not a good person, but she can't do something like betting a life for money.

"When he wakes up, ask him if he has any talents. If he can, then let him perform some talents occasionally. If he doesn't, then give him some money to go back and forth." Shen Siyan's talking business faded.

She is not a Madonna, and does not support idlers.

Hongluan glanced at her, sneered, but didn't say anything, leaving Shen Siyan, master and servant, three to stay in the room, twisting their waists and going out the door.

It is said that Shen Siyan, a woman from the Shen family, is just like her father, not only is her appearance carved out of the same mold, her pair of peach blossom eyes has disturbed the hearts of many people.

Even her flirtatious temperament is exactly the same, but she Hongluan knows that although Yan Nizi is usually a little out of tune, she is more temperate than her father, and has more things than her father that a normal person would have— -Heart.

Shen Lianyu, your daughter is more human than you.

Everyone in the capital knew her from listening to Zhuyuan, but once upon a time there was such a young man who reached out to her in the mud to protect her innocence and keep her safe all her life.

It's just that the young man had no intention of walking among thousands of flowers without even touching his body, but the young man who was covered with thousands of flowers avoided her.

What did he say back then?Oh yes—"You don't have that rouge smell on you, I like rouge powder."

Maybe Hongluan will never understand the meaning of this sentence in her whole life, so she said bluntly, "I don't touch clean people".

"Miss, do you really want to keep him?" Nianhua blushed slightly when she saw the man on the bed, she had never seen such a handsome man.

Seeing Nianhua's expression, Shen Siyan smiled, and thought of teasing: "What? Did you see him?"

Nianhua waved her hand in fright: "I don't dare, I want to stay by Miss's side for the rest of my life."

Shen Siyan's action of picking up flowers made him "giggle" twice, then turned to look at the man on the bed.

This man's skin is really good, smooth and fair, with proper cold white skin. Thinking of this, he unconsciously covered the man's cheek with his hands.

Well, it feels good to the touch. The eyebrows are just right, not too thick or too light. They are a little longer and sharper than the usual sword eyebrows, but they can't suppress the evil spirit on him at all. The eyelashes are also very long, and the eyes are beautiful.

Eye?

"Damn!" Shen Siyan was startled and jumped three feet away.

"Miss." Ji Cao quickly supported Shen Siyan, only to avoid a fall and death scene.

"Who are you?" A pair of icy eyes were different from their appearance, looking at the three of Shen Siyan cautiously.

"Are you awake?" Shen Siyan showed a big smile, and didn't rush to answer his question.

Jun Ce looked around, the red curtains were hung high, and there seemed to be a special fragrance floating in the room, this fragrance...

"you"

"My name is Shen Siyan, that's right, it's the Shen Siyan you were thinking of." Shen Siyan walked over with a smile again, perhaps it was a habit left by modern times, which made her subconsciously stretch out her hand.

Jun Ce looked at the hand in front of him and frowned.

Shen Siyan?Shen Lianyu's daughter?
Isn't it dead?
Since she is Shen Siyan, is this the Skylark Tower or Tingzhu Garden?

I don't know what came to mind, Jun Ce hurriedly lowered his head to check, and found that it was still his clothes from yesterday, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Shen Siyan looked at Jun Ce's actions and was a little speechless: "You are a big man, are you afraid that I, a woman, will take advantage of you?"

Jun Ce looked at her with "shouldn't it be like this" eyes: "I'm not afraid of ordinary women."

Shen Siyan: "..." How bad is her reputation?
Nianhua in the back couldn't help laughing out loud, even the always silent Jiaocao was trying to hold back her laughter.

Shen Siyan turned to stare at the two of them, then turned to look at Jun Ce: "You haven't said what your name is yet."

Jun Ce spit out without changing his face: "Li Dazhu."

Shen Siyan suspected that he had heard it wrong, and his expression cracked slightly: "What... what?"

"Li Dazhu." Jun Ce repeated it flatly.

"Heh, heh, what a good name." Nai He himself was so uneducated that he couldn't find any other words to compliment him.

"Is this listening to the bamboo garden?" The sound insulation in the room is not very good, and you can hear the sound of playing music outside. Jun Ce has never heard a female voice, so it is no different from listening to the bamboo garden.

Shen Siyan snapped his fingers: "Smart."

"It's done, you should take good care of your wounds first, I'm leaving before I have eaten." With a wave of the folding fan, the young master's actions were perfectly imitated.

Walking a little further outside the door, he whispered something to Jie Cao, and Jie Cao took orders to leave.

Nian Hua looked at the direction in which Ji Cao left, with a small face wrinkled into a bun: "Miss, you can only squeeze Chao Cao, she hasn't had lunch yet."

Shen Siyan flicked Nianhua's forehead, and Nianhua took a step back in pain, looking at Shen Siyan quite aggrieved.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see the bracelet I gave her just now? After pawning several times, I have money for meals."

I don't know how the original owner taught her. Obviously, both of them grew up with her, but their temperaments are very different.

Tingzhuyuan's cook was poached from a restaurant in the south of the Yangtze River with a lot of money, and his cooking skills are no worse than those of Zuixianlou, but her father doesn't know what to think, such a good cook must be placed in Tingzhuyuan, The Skylark Tower is a restaurant, it is much more appropriate to put it there than here.

"I'm hungry, let Chef Shan get me something to eat."

There is a staircase between the first floor and the second floor, which is specially prepared for people to listen to the music. Hongluan chose a seat at random and sat down. She was a little whiter in a red shirt, and her phoenix eyes were slightly drunk. Even the spoken words were intoxicating.

"I've already ordered you to come and have a drink with my sister."

Shen Siyan didn't know what the ancient wine smelled like, so he took a closer look and smelled it, then quickly withdrew: "I don't want to drink it."

The taste is also a bit heavy, comparable to that of Erguotou.

Hongluan glanced at her curiously: "Didn't you like drinking the most in the past?"

Shen Siyan hooked a chair with his feet and sat down, without blushing and heartbeat: "It's menstruation."

It seems that she will learn to drink in the future?
It has to be said that, having tasted all the delicacies in the world, she originally thought that she would be picky about food, but Chef Shan made no mistakes at all.

The dragon beard noodles are very chewy. In this era of lack of seasoning, the anchovy fin tastes no worse than a modern five-star chef, and the taste is tight.

"By the way, that person is awake." Shen Siyan raised his mouth during the meal.

"How is it?" Hong Luan's eyes instantly became clearer.

"There are calluses on his fingers, as if he was practicing the piano. I asked Jie Cao to check his details. If there is no problem, I will stay."

Shen Siyan licked the corner of her mouth contentedly, like a lazy kitten.

When going back, the door of the mansion was already closed, Shen Siyan sneered, and was not in a hurry to knock on the door, and walked around to the back door with ease.

The original owner has done a lot of this.

Before going to bed, Shen Siyan subconsciously wanted to write with a pen, but suddenly remembered that she was no longer a screenwriter, and suddenly felt empty in her heart.

If you want to ask her if she has any sadness after coming, she can't think of anything in that world that she can't let go of. Her parents died young, and she lived with her grandpa since she was a child. Later, her grandpa also passed away, and she was left alone in the world. When it comes to career, there is no time for dating, and the so-called friends are just a few who can talk at work.

Thinking about it this way, she seemed to be quite lonely in her previous life, and I don't know why she didn't notice it at all.

But now that she has come, she is bound to make her own new world in this world. This first step is her old profession. She doesn't believe that the gold medal screenwriter in her previous life can't get along in ancient times.

Shen Siyan found a brush and ink, looked at the brush in his hand and smiled.

Her grandfather is a university professor who teaches history. He likes to write brush calligraphy and make paintings on weekdays. Although Shen Siyan's talent for painting is not high, the brush calligraphy has been passed down.

She herself majored in Chinese language and literature. She wrote traditional Chinese characters for a year when she was studying ancient Chinese. Although she is not proficient, she can basically write them, and it is not too difficult.

……

The next day Shen Siyan was still dreaming of her dream of getting rich, so Nianhua hurriedly knocked on her door.

"Miss, I'm so happy. There are rumors going crazy outside, saying that the Patriarch deliberately poisoned you."

(End of this chapter)