Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1690 Are You Worried About Me?
Chapter 1691 Are You Worried About Me?
Speaking of Qiu Mi, although Shen Huaicheng has been serving in Dali Temple, compared with those generals, his riding and archery skills are not bad.

They can even squeeze into the top few every time and get royal awards.

But this time, he fell off his horse, and news spread quickly throughout the hunting grounds.

Some children from the aristocratic family who thought he was not pleasing to the eye gathered together to mock him.

He's just a bastard, but he keeps stealing the limelight, and he deserves it.

It seems that I am not capable because others are too good.

Shen Huaicheng didn't bother to bother with them at all, even if he heard it, he pretended to be a few dogs barking.

The only thing he cared about in his heart was that cruel woman.

Originally, he was hunting well, but he never thought that he would see a woman who shouldn't be here chatting with a man together.

The man was dressed in a flying fish suit, bright red like splashing blood, it was hard to ignore, and he could guess the identity of the man at a glance.

It was Shen Yunmo, the commander of Jinyiwei!
Shen Huaicheng was distracted for a while, and was almost injured by a dark arrow shot by a child from a certain family. In order to protect himself, he subconsciously leaned down and dismounted.

A few subordinates who followed hurriedly brought him back, and hurriedly called the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

Although the arm that was thrown was burning and hurting, he acted as if nothing happened. He called his most sincere subordinate to the bed, whispered a few words, and sneaked out something to stuff in his hand.

"...Be sure to deliver the things by hand..."

After listening to his words, Shen Lin frowned with thick eyebrows, as if he was extremely unwilling, lowered his voice, his expression was full of struggle.

"Master, why are you doing this, she is not worth it at all..."

Shen Huaicheng had already lay back on the bed, his eyes were cold, and he directly interrupted his words.

"Shen Lin, no, this is not something you should interfere with."

Although the voice is soft, the words are extremely heavy, clearly saying that he has crossed the line.

Shen Lin is the son of the Duke's family. He grew up with him since he was a child. He has suffered and suffered countless ridicules with him.

It is said to be a guard boy, but it is more like an older brother.

He couldn't bear to see his master go all the way to the dark, but he also knew what kind of temper his master had.

Shen Lin sighed quietly, that's all, evil fate is also fate.

In all these years, apart from that woman, how could the master have cared so much about anyone or anything.

Rather than dying alone alone, it is better to have some ties, maybe in the end...

"Master, Shen Lin knows his mistake, and will not do it again in the future."

After the voice fell, he strode out.

The imperial doctor came in a hurry, bandaged Shen Huaicheng's arm, prescribed a prescription, and ordered a few words to make people drink medicine to heal his wounds, and then left.

Shen Mu quickly fried the medicine and brought it over.

Shen Huaicheng didn't drink it, just glanced at it, told him to put the medicine on the bedside, turned around and lay down on the wall.

Shen Mu's lips moved, he wanted to persuade him a few words, but finally walked out.

It was getting dark, and the moonlight was shining brightly, spilling in through the window.

The bowl of medicine on the table was completely cold, but it was still there.

Needle dropping could be heard quietly in the room, until the sound of small footsteps came.

The person who was lying on the bed sat up suddenly, his eyes flickering blue, staring at the door behind the screen.

The footsteps sounded a little hesitant, and they walked to the screen without going any further.

Shen Huaicheng held his breath and concentrated, with a pair of gloomy wolf eyes wishing he could stare out a hole in the screen to see the man's expression.

It's a pity that the man hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and walked away again, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Shen Huaicheng jumped off the bed with a swipe, without shoes on, and chased after him.

Seeing that the slender figure was about to open the door and go out, he rushed over and hugged him from behind.

"Since you're here, why don't you leave without taking a look? You're worried about me, aren't you?"

Shen Huaicheng was tall, he directly surrounded the petite figure in his arms, lowered his head to her neck, sniffed the light fragrance of her body, and his originally anxious and angry mood eased a bit.

"I do not have."

The woman's voice was as cold as ever.

Just like the cold fragrance on her body, it is both intoxicating and repelling.

Hearing her denial, Shen Huaicheng's eyes flickered, and he pressed the person in front of him with both hands, lowered his head and bit the small earlobe, and his voice was a little gnashing of teeth.

"Lie, you are clearly worried about me."

(End of this chapter)