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Chapter 13 The Sleeping Spider

Wen Qing took Gao Yehua to the back garden. On the corridor in the garden, Gao Yehua felt bright when he saw this exquisite garden. He had been living in the palace. Although the palace was designed by the most skilled craftsman in the world, It is built, but it is more than gorgeous, but not spiritual enough. It is afraid of assassins breaking into the palace. It is designed with many mechanisms and always has a sense of secret and boring. Although the scenery here does not have the majestic momentum of the Wanqin Mountains with thousands of miles of green mountains and green trees, But it is more sophisticated, agile and full of vitality.

"This place is exquisite and extraordinary, which makes people look novel." Gao Yehua looked at the fresh scenery in front of him, and his mood felt a lot better.

Seeing Gao Yehua immersed in the beautiful scenery for a moment, Wen Qing danced gracefully in the company of flowers. Wen Qing's long sleeves danced, and countless delicate petals flew gently between the sky and the earth. The refreshing fragrance of the flowers made people feel Intoxicated.

In the rain of flowers all over the sky, a girl as beautiful as a fairy appears, like an orchid in an empty valley. With her light and graceful, erratic dancing posture, her wide and wide sleeves are opened and closed to cover up, which further highlights her beautiful appearance with countless manners.

Her beautiful eyes are warm and beautiful, her movements are as graceful as a willow blowing in the wind, her temples are exposed in a wind bun, her brows are lightly swept, her eyes are full of spring, her skin is as smooth and smooth as warm jade, her small cherry mouth is not dotted but red, as delicate as drops, and there are two strands on her cheeks. The hair gently blows in the wind, adding a bit of seductive style, and the flexible eyes move smartly, a bit naughty, a bit naughty, and the waist is not full, so beautiful, so flawless, so beautiful that you can't eat it. Human fireworks.

only--

If Gao Yehua could be easily impressed by appearance, he would not have broken off the engagement because of Wen Qing's constant companion. Gao Yehua said calmly: "The dance is wonderful, but I am here to visit your sister."

Wen Qing's dance stopped abruptly. She was stunned for a moment and said, "Prince, when I saw such a beautiful scene, I couldn't help but dance and lost my composure. I hope the prince won't be offended."

Gao Yehua said casually: "Let's go!"

Wen Qing had no choice but to take Gao Yehua to Wen Wan's residence.

The two of them walked into the yard of Wen Wan's residence, and what they saw was this beautiful scene. The tall Chinese locust tree was full of snow-white and yellowish locust flowers. From a distance, it looked like they were floating. White clouds; if you look closely, they look like inverted lanterns and cups.

There is a swing hanging from the forked branches of this big locust tree. The rope of the swing is wrapped with golden sand vines, dotted with petals of various colors, and the ends are beautiful and tight.

There is a woman sitting on the swing, with a pair of slender jade hands holding the rope wrapped around the vines. As the swing swings up and down, the petals that have grown and fallen on the branches are slightly shaken and float down.

The woman's light sleeves are fluttering like a fairy, and her hair is flying. A maid is standing at one side with her head lowered to serve.

Wen Wan lowered his head on the swing and swayed slowly, unaware of Gao Yehua's arrival.

Wen Wan knew Wen Qing's little trick, but scorned it. She had an engagement with the prince, and even if she didn't go, the prince would come over. As for Wen Qing, if she could please the prince, she wouldn't have to borrow her identity in the first place.

When he raised his head, he saw Gao Yehua and Wen Qing arriving. He stood up, smiled brightly, and saluted: "My maid pays homage to the prince." Zhiji also saluted.

Gao Yehua looked at Wen Wan: "Get up, there's no need to be formal."

"Thank you, Prince." Wen Wan stood up and welcomed the prince into the room. "Prince, please sit in the room."

"Sister won't invite me?" Wen Qing said.

"younger sister

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"He's there too." Wen Wan had already seen it and just ignored her. "Sister, I thought you were having a hysterical attack and were in the room!" Wen Wan's face turned pale.

Wen Qing followed the prince into the room. Two guards were waiting at the door.

Walking into the house, looking around, the bright sunshine shines down from the bamboo windows, and the table there is also filled with sunshine. There is a piece of yellowish plain silk on the table, with an inkstone next to it and a pen holder.

A few writing brushes and a delicate pearl plum plant planted in a porcelain pot by the window.

Turning around, there is a dressing table for all the daughters in the boudoir. On it are a diamond-shaped bronze mirror covered with brocade, a jewelry box with red lacquer carved plum blossoms, a gold-inlaid gem-inlaid flower phoenix crown and a string of rare

The upside down rosary seems to secretly indicate that the owner of the room is no ordinary woman.

Lifting up the beaded curtain made of Yingluo, there is the bedroom on the other side. The sandalwood canopy bed is hung with a lavender gauze curtain. The whole room looks simple yet elegant.

Wen Qing ordered Zhiji to pour tea.

The prince picked up the teacup, put it to the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and took a sip. He said: "The name of this tea is: 'Dahongpao'. There are only a few plants in Chengtian Continent, and the annual output of one Dahongpao plant is less than two."

It’s just a pound. Was this a reward from my father last year?”

Wen Wan secretly lamented the lack of products in this era. In the 1980s, there was a whole piece of 'Dahongpao', and you could have as many as you wanted. It was even more common than Chinese cabbage.

In the back garden of the laboratory, there is a 'Dahongpao' tree that was transplanted by someone unknown, and it is also the only mother tree. Later, a small piece of it was replanted and nourished for countless years with the cultivated medicine in the laboratory.

The output is increasing year by year. I picked up a pack from the medical space.

"Haha, yes. When the prince comes today, I will treat him with the best." Wen Wan looked at the reddish tea soup and smiled, but there was something absent-minded in his smile. Gao Yehua didn't notice it and drank calmly.

Tea.

Wen Qing was a little confused: This tea was so precious to his father, why did he ever give it to Wen Wan? What happened to Wen Wan? He was thrown to the cliff and survived, and he had this rare tea. It became more and more strange.

"Sister, can you give me such a precious tea?" Wen Qing asked, wanting to discredit Wen Wan.

"What my sister said, tea is precious, but we sisters are not precious?" Wen Wan saw the trick.

"Dad didn't give it to me!" Wen Qing said.

Wen Wan smiled slightly: "My sister is suffering from recurring hysteria and is confused?"

When hysteria was mentioned again, Wen Qing's face became more and more ugly, thinking about how to fight back.

Gao Yehua ignored the confrontation between the two, drank tea, and said: "I don't have much to do today. I mainly came to see you. The injury on my face healed quickly and did not leave any scars."

The prince looked at Wen Wan and found that there were no traces left on his face, which was as smooth as ever.

Wen Wan said: "Thank you for your concern, Prince. I'm fine now." The injury on his face was easy to cure. He took the scar removal ointment from the medical space and it was very effective. He still had confidence in his medical skills.

Wen Qing felt disgusted when she looked at this face that was the same as her own. Only one face of this face was enough.

In order to meet the prince today, Wen Qing was dressed up, with jet black hair hanging down around her thin waist, a romantic and chic flying cloud bun, and an amethyst moon-shaped magnolia hairpin stuck in her lightly curled temples.

On her neck hangs a string of exquisitely carved necklaces. She wears a large peony and emerald green smoked gauze, sweeping the floor.

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Wearing a pink narcissus flower and green leaf skirt, she wears a thin smoky green gauze with golden threads. She wears soft-soled boots on her feet, which makes her feel glamorous.

But I didn't expect that Wen Wan's simple and elegant dress made him look flashy. I saw Wen Wan wearing a pale white palace dress, but his elegance had a bit of a worldly temperament. His black jade-like black hair, a simple fairy bun, and a few

Full and round pearls are randomly embellished in the hair, making the dark cloud-like hair more soft, shiny and moist.

Just as she was secretly disgusted with Wen Wan, Zhiji came in with hot water and wanted to add new tea. When Zhiji walked in beside Wen Wan, Wen Qing stretched her legs slightly. Zhiji didn't pay attention for a moment, her steps were unsteady, and she poured the hot water in her hand.

It landed on Wen Wan, and a little bit was splashed on his face, making him look miserable.

The water was so hot that "Ah--" Wen Wan cried out, and red spots appeared on his face immediately. Regardless of the burns on his body, Wen Wan covered his face and cried out sadly.

The guard at the door broke into the house, stood behind Gao Yehua, and asked with a majestic look: "Prince, have you been injured?"

Gao Yehua took one look and said, "No problem, step back."

Zhiji panicked and called out: "Miss, how are you? It's all Zhiji's fault."

"Miss, where are you burned? Zhiji is going to find some medicine for you." Zhiji gradually began to cry and hurriedly looked for the medicine box.

Gao Yehua knew it, but he didn't make it clear. He said, "Miss Wen, is it important?"

Wen Qing pretended to be nervous: "Sister, how are you?"

Wen Wan knew very well, how could Zhi Ji stumble for no reason? It must have been Wen Qing's fault! But his face and body were still burning at this moment, so he put down the hand covering his face, endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said: "No

It’s getting in the way.”

Zhiji came in with the ointment, and Wen Wan said, "Prince, please sit down for a moment. I'll change my clothes and come back." Then he and Zhiji went to the back room. They took off their clothes and saw a patch of redness and swelling.

Zhiji started sobbing: "Miss, it's Zhiji's fault. Just hit me!"

"Silly Zhiji, it's none of your business. It was Wen Qing who tripped you." Wen Wan comforted Zhiji. Only then did Zhiji stop crying and applied medicine to Wen Wan. After applying the medicine, he changed his clothes.

However, the ointment on her face was really ugly, so Wen Wan covered her face with a gauze and then left the house.

"Prince, forgive me for covering my face with a gauze scarf. It's just that the medicine on my face is unsightly." Wen Wan met Gao Yehua and apologized.

Gao Yehua looked at Wen Wan in front of him, his face covered with gauze, which seemed a bit mysterious, and said, "It doesn't matter. How are the burns on your body? Do you need to ask the imperial doctor to treat you?"

Wen Qing interjected: "It shouldn't matter, it's embarrassing for my sister to work so hard."

Wen Wan couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart and said, "It doesn't matter."

Wen Qing saw Wen Wan covering her face and wanted to take off Wen Wan's veil so that the prince could see Wen Wan's embarrassed appearance. She approached Wen Wan and said, "Sister, let me see your injuries!"

Wen Wan took a step back. How could she not understand Wen Qing's little thoughts? She declined: "No, it's not serious." He thought to himself: If you want me to make a fool of myself, let's see who is more ugly.

The little silver spider from last time was still sleeping in Wen Qing's body. After half an hour of tormenting people, the spider would enter a deep sleep state and would not affect people. But he was the owner of this little thing. In order to control this little thing, he

Spiders, their thoughts are connected with spiders, and they can wake up sleeping spiders within a radius of ten miles.
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