"Girl, it's time to take medicine."

When Lingguo came again with the black concoction, Wen Mianmian's whole body tensed up. She was now afraid of this girl and shouted three times a day: "Girl, it's time to drink the medicine."

Every time I shout, I think of 'Dalang', and I feel like I will never wake up after drinking it.

Seeing that the red light on Lingguo's head was still there, she was almost certain that her eyes could bring luck. As for whether it had other uses, she didn't know yet.

Is this compensation for dragging her in to fill the hole?

Seeing that she was pretending to be asleep again to avoid taking the medicine, Lingguo put down the medicine bowl and stepped forward with a smile to persuade her: "Girl, if you go to bed again, the doctor will think that you are not well enough and will continue to take the medicine."

Wen Mianmian opened her eyelids and rolled her eyes silently, "The doctor in the government doesn't even know what my disease is, so he still prescribes me whatever I want to do, so I won't drink it."

Just as he was saying this, a greeting voice sounded outside the door, and in a blink of an eye, a young man with a well-proportioned figure, a slender figure, and a handsome and sunny face walked in.

"Sister, are you trying to cheat and not take medicine again?"

It was Wen Mianmian's elder brother, Wen Lingxiao.

Wen Lingxiao is seventeen this year. He is handsome and sunny, with the waist of a wasp and the back of a monkey, and the shape of a crane and a mantis. He has an appearance that can fascinate a little girl at a glance. At a young age, he followed his father to fight in all directions. Now he has military exploits.

He is a mighty general of the fifth rank.

The handsome man is eye-catching, even if this person is his own brother, with a faint cloud above his head, Wen Mianmian looks at him happily, "Brother, look how good I am now, okay?"

Seeing that she was really cheating, Wen Lingxiao shook his head helplessly, "Brother bought you jade candy. You can sweeten your mouth after drinking the medicine. This is the last bowl of medicine. You have to be good."

Before Wen Mianmian could continue to struggle, the medicine bowl was brought to her mouth, and then her chin was pinched, and the medicine went down her throat.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Wen Mianmian's eyes were filled with tears. Just when she was about to speak, a refreshing, sweet candy came into her mouth again. She wiped away her tears carelessly, "Brother, you really have such a face in vain."

What a good-looking person, he behaves so rudely, "You will never find your sister-in-law in the future."

Not gentle at all.

Wen Lingxiao raised his eyebrows lightly. He felt that his movements just now were very gentle and did not leave any red marks on his sister's chin.

However, his sister had already criticized him, so he had to be gentler in the future. Thinking that his sister was about to get married, he said softly:

"King Annan has not returned from his trip last month. The Ministry of Etiquette is already preparing for the appointment and other matters. Waiting for his return, the etiquette will be implemented."

Wen Mianmian sat cross-legged on the bed and asked helplessly: "Am I really the sixth prince that I want to marry?"

It's so pitiful that she is only thirteen years old now.

Wen Lingxiao felt a little distressed. The father and son had already discussed this matter, and they really could not regret the marriage. First, the imperial power did not allow them to provoke them; second, what if their sister fell into a coma for no apparent reason after regretting the marriage?

They can't afford the gamble.

"The Sixth Prince is now King Annan and lives next door to us. If he gets the chance, my elder brother will discuss with him whether we can open up the courtyard wall between the two families. This way you will just change your house. Don't worry.

"

After saying this, Wen Mianmian could only nod. She was still young anyway, so she could just live in another room.

Seeing that her eyes were always looking at his head, Wen Lingxiao asked curiously: "What's on my head?"

Wen Mianmian thought for a moment, and realized that her eyes were too fantasy, so she might as well not say it out loud for the time being, and she didn't quite understand it yet.

"I'm not looking at the top of your head, I'm looking outside. I want to go out for a walk."

After saying that, she got out of bed. It had been several days since she woke up, but she had not yet left this door.

"Okay, brother, I'll accompany you around."

After cleaning up for a while, the brother and sister left Caiyun Residence, Wen Mianmian's courtyard, and wandered around the house.

It's May, when the locust flowers are fragrant, and the house is full of colorful scenery.

From time to time, there would be servants passing by in a hurry in the garden. Seeing that she was able to walk outside, many people would look at her curiously, exclaiming that it was really magical to be happy.

Liao Zhicheng, the second manager in the mansion, happily greeted the brother and sister when they saw him. Seeing a faint red light on his head, Wen Mianmian smiled and asked, "Is there something happy for Manager Liao?"

Liao Zhicheng smiled and said, "To tell you what to say to the girl, Manager Liu is old. Yesterday he officially proposed to retire to take care of his old age. At the same time, he recommended a slave to become the new manager. The general has already approved this matter."

"Congratulations to Manager Liao."

This is considered a promotion, so naturally it is a happy event.

After wandering around for a while, I saw a man passing by under the corridor from a distance, with a cloudy head above his head. The clouds were as dark as ink, and the man also looked exhausted.

Wen Lingxiao saw that she had been staring at a servant, and when he was about to ask curiously, he saw her covering her mouth with her little hand. He followed her gaze and saw the servant falling straight into the lotus pond.

"Does my sister know that he is going to fall?"

Wen Mianmian's head was shaking like a rattle, and her eyes felt a little swollen and painful, making her very uncomfortable.

At this time, Wen Lingxiao's servant hurried over, looking like he was hesitating to speak. Seeing this, Wen Lingxiao sent her back to Caiyun Residence, turned around and walked away with windy steps.

Caiyun stayed outside, and the boy Wang Hai came forward anxiously, "Sir, there is a buyer for the nine-layered ghost ball. Duke Qing's sixtieth birthday is next month, and the Minister of Civil Affairs wants to buy it as a gift."

Wen Lingxiao lowered his voice, "What's the bid?"

Wang Hai stretched out a finger and said, "One thousand taels."

Wen Lingxiao frowned, knowing that he was short of money and deliberately lowering the price.

Wang Hai sighed helplessly. The situation in the palace was becoming more and more difficult. The girl was going to marry King Annan, but now she couldn't even get a decent dowry, so it was time to sell off the treasures in the palace secretly.

"Young master, that Guigongqiu is the first one in Kyoto. Earlier, the young master from Fu Guogong's Mansion offered three thousand taels and we didn't even sell it. If we just sold it for these one thousand taels, wouldn't we offend people?"

Wen Lingxiao also knew this truth, so he could only say: "Let the news out, just say that it will not be sold if it is less than 5,000 taels, no, four thousand taels."

"Also, let the news out that I am going to take action against Han Yue."

Hanyue is a long sword, his favorite sword, and there is nothing he would be reluctant to part with for his sister.

Wang Hai had a look of pain on his face and left dejectedly. Wen Lingxiao also turned around and went to the main courtyard.

At this time, Caiyunju was inside, and Wen Mianmian was crying silently, her eyes were so painful.

She guessed that it was because she had been looking at other people's luck today, so she burst into tears. This meant that this skill had a negative effect.

Thinking that if she uses it several times in a row, she will shed tears regardless of the occasion, and her reputation as a crybaby will definitely not go away.

This skill is very useless!

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