Medical Brocade

Chapter 45 Hate
After a while, the snow in the porcelain basin had turned into snow water. Qu Ruowen stretched out his hand to test the temperature slightly. When the temperature of the water was not much different from the temperature of the wine, Qu Ruowen gently put the three small bottles of wine into it one by one. cooking.

When a puff of thin white smoke slowly rose from the porcelain basin, she stretched out her hand again to test the temperature of the wine bottle. When the wine bottle was slightly warm, she took a bottle, opened the cap, and poured it into a wine glass. , drank slowly.

Gu Tiyun is a scholar, the wine he drinks is not strong, the plum blossom wine has a faint fragrance, and there is also a kind of intoxicating mellowness, the mouth lingers on the lips and teeth, the throat is warm and refreshing, and there is only a sense of warmth in the stomach.

"It's really good wine." When Qu Ruowen was admiring while drinking, suddenly, there was another voice of admiration, with an elegant smile.

"I don't know where there is the smell of wine. It turns out to be here. Sure enough, the smell of wine is not afraid of Mei Linshen."

Hearing the sound, Qu Ruowen was taken aback, the wine glass in her hand slipped from her fingers feebly, and rolled onto the tea table, while her hand was still hanging there, her whole body was shocked like being struck by lightning. over there.

"It's a pity." Outside the cubicle, a man came in. The man was dressed in a white dress, graceful and noble, with natural elegance in his gestures, and a calm smile on his handsome face. There is a kind of elegance and warmth everywhere in the body.

She thought that when she saw Yan Weijue again, it must be the time for her full-fledged revenge, but she didn't expect to meet in such a sudden place.

Qu Ruowen's hanging hand, when he retracted it, clenched into a fist, his eyes looking straight ahead were full of hatred.

She didn't sit facing the outside, but sat facing the bamboo mat, so no one could see the hatred she tried to hide, she was a little anxious, anxious Yan Weijue stood in front of her, she showed obvious hatred meaning.

Yan Weijue walked into the cubicle step by step, stood in front of Qu Ruowen, slightly bowed his head to look at Qu Ruowen who was sitting there like a ball of white snow.

There was a guard by his side at all times, named Xuanhun, and when he saw Yan Weijue standing still, he quickly wiped down the stool opposite Qu Ruowen.

Qu Ruowen seemed to have exhausted his whole life's effort to have such strength. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Weijue. In her eyes, there were too many complicated emotions that were too late to hide, and it was too late to express the deep feelings. Hatred is buried deep.

Yan Weijue was slightly taken aback, and sat down opposite Qu Ruowen with some doubts: "Girl...know me?"

Xuanhun immediately cast his eyes on Qu Ruowen, and seemed to feel harmless, so he lowered his head again.

Qu Ruowen felt that her whole head weighed a thousand catties, and it was very difficult to shake her head, but she felt her throat was blocked, she opened her lips slightly, and couldn't speak a word at all.

"So you can't talk." Yan Weijue felt a little regretful. He turned up the remaining two upside-down wine glasses, took out an unopened wine bottle from the porcelain basin, filled the two small wine glasses, and put the A cup was pushed in front of Qu Ruowen, as if everything belonged to him, "The wine is spilled, let's drink a new one."

Even though she knew that the wine was not poisonous, she had already been murdered once, and she didn't want to touch the things Yan Weijue gave her.

"Didn't you enjoy the drink just now? Why, you don't want to drink the wine I poured?" Yan Weijue picked up his glass and drank it down, but seeing Qu Ruowen sitting quietly, he laughed a little And self-deprecating, "In my whole life, I have only poured wine for two people, and one of them is you. I didn't expect you to be ungrateful."

"Drink the wine!" Before Yan Weijue could say anything, Xuanhun had already forced him.

Qu Ruowen seemed to be taken aback, Xuanhun's awe-inspiring aura was completely different from Yan Weijue's, and she could only sneer in her heart.

He didn't clarify his identity, but just because he poured a glass of wine, she had to drink it. It really was a big gesture, did he think that everyone knew that he was Jing Wang Yanweijue who was duplicity in appearance?
Qu Ruowen's hands trembled, and he wanted to reach out to hold the wine glass, but he was too frightened and couldn't hold it steadily.

"Girl, don't panic. He looks like this. He looks very serious, but he has no malice." Yan Weijue comforted him, "If you don't want to drink, girl, don't force it."

Since Yan Weijue said so, of course Qu Ruowen obeyed, she immediately withdrew her hand, and thanked Yan Weijue for his wine.

"you……"

Xuanhun wanted to say something, but Qu Ruowen revealed a pair of innocent and pure eyes, she pointed at Yan Weijue, and said in a low voice: "He said don't drink if you don't want to drink."

Yan Weijue was slightly surprised, he raised his hand, and stopped Xuanhun's words: "So you can talk, why didn't you speak just now?"

"You guys came so abruptly, I was just scared." Qu Ruowen murmured, and now he was a little bit afraid to speak.

Some people were afraid of him before, but they were afraid of him when they first met. Yan Weijue met him for the first time, and he couldn't help but smile a little: "Are we scary-looking?"

It is precisely because she looks gentle and harmless on the outside, but she is ruthless on the inside, that makes her feel scared. If the outside and the inside are the same, how could she have fallen to this point.

"You don't look scary, he looks scary, but it's not about your looks, it's because you didn't ask if anyone was sitting here when you came in, it's convenient for you to sit down, so tough, it's like..."

Qu Ruowen paused, but seemed to be unable to find an adjective.

"Like what?" Yan Weijue was rather curious. No one had ever said he was tough.

"Like a robber." Qu Ruowen blurted out.

"Bold, you dare to say that my young master is a robber!" Xuanhun yelled, Qu Ruowen was so frightened that he stepped back, but he didn't want to lean back, and fell to the ground in an instant, crying.

The cry changed from the original sobbing to a low voice, and gradually became louder, crying more and more fiercely, and there were more people onlookers crying. From the compartments on both sides, many people came out to find out what happened. People who came from outside also stopped outside the compartment to see if something happened.

Yan Weijue winked, and Xuanhun immediately walked up to Qu Ruowen, wanting to mention her, but Qu Ruowen was very resistant to Xuanhun, even if he was crawling on the ground, he would not get up.

"Get up, don't cry." Xuanhun said in a cold voice.

Qu Ruowen shook her head desperately, but she couldn't hold back Xuanhun's strength, Xuanhun lifted her whole body up with a little force, and she could even feel her feet leaving the ground and struggling in the air.

Immediately, the onlookers talked and condemned one after another.

Seeing this, Yan Weijue stood up, took out a silk scarf from his sleeve, and with a smile on his face, like a kind brother, wiped Qu Ruowen's eyes and cheeks: "Look at you, how much you are crying?" , girl, learn how to drink, I am doing this for your own good, don't be petty."

When he said that, she was the one who made trouble unreasonably. The wine was still on the table. If she argued, it would still be her who was wrong.

Sure enough, the onlookers suddenly realized, talked about her a few words, and then left, without commenting on the two men bullying a girl.

After the onlookers dispersed, Yan Weijue put the used silk scarf on the coffee table, as if throwing it away: "Okay, we still have something to do, so let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Yan Weijue came out of the cubicle, so as not to cause any trouble, Xuanhun let go of her with a little reluctance, and then left. The two of them didn't look back at her, so they couldn't see Qu Ruowen. move.

Qu Ruowen let go of her hands covering her eyes, without any tears in her eyes, she picked up the silk scarf from the table, on the top of the silk scarf was embroidered with a morui white plum, which was according to her intention Made by Lingxiufang.

She smiled slightly, and threw the silk scarf into the fire. Immediately, the silk scarf burned slowly in the fire, and it was completely burned in the blink of an eye.

As expected, Yan Weijue is still Yan Weijue, so that would be great.

(End of this chapter)