A gauze drawer was installed on the carved window, and the spring scenery outside the window seemed to be enveloped in a layer of mist.
Jiang Nuan combed her hair, her hair was black and thick, making her face white, tender and delicate.
With long eyelashes and red lips, she looks like a happy doll in the temple.
Wearing a chest-length underskirt and a short-breasted blouse, facing the light, you can see the fine white hair on the delicate snow-white neck. It is like a newly ripe peach, fresh and tender, and has never been touched by anyone.
The crested shoes are slightly exposed, and her feet are not big at all. Even when she walks so fast, only a little of the tip of the shoe is exposed.
Zong Tianbao felt that he really deserved to die before and deserved to fall off his horse.
Jiang Nuan was holding a bowl of porridge and carefully turning it with a silver spoon to warm it up.
She was concentrating on making the porridge cool, but she didn't realize that the little thief on the side was feasting on her beauty.
Zong Tianbao was still very weak and could not get out of bed at all, but fortunately he was conscious and could speak clearly.
"Here, the porridge is cold, open your mouth." Jiang Nuan has been taking care of him for almost a month. No matter how shy he is, there is no limit to what he can do, not to mention that he is indeed still sick.
"Have you eaten?" Zong Tianbao asked Jiang Nuan. He actually wanted to let the two of us eat together, but he didn't have the courage.
"I'll eat after I finish feeding you," Jiang Nuan said, "I'll eat with my aunt."
Zong Tianbao then became jealous of his own mother, but he could not express it openly.
"Why do I feel it's still a little hot?" Zong Tianbao asked deliberately, "Are these lotus seeds cooked through? I can't chew them now."
"Little ancestor, who dares to be a little careless in your food?" Jiang Nuan felt wronged for the cook, "Please eat it quickly, it will be too cold in a while."
Zong Tianbao still wanted to tease Jiang Nuan, but he was afraid that she would be anxious, so he had to open his mouth obediently.
Watching her hand over the porridge, her white and tender little hands and nails were all pink and cute.
Zong Tianbao's previous love for Jiang Nuan was more about her personality and temperament.
He doesn't like women who are too quiet, and he hates those pretentious and delicate young ladies even more.
Just like he doesn't like peonies and chrysanthemums, he only loves the wild flowers that grow on their own, blooming in full bloom, free and generous.
But now that he was so close, he couldn't help but peek at others. The more he looked at her, the more he thought Jiang Nuan was pretty, so good-looking that he couldn't move his eyes away, so good-looking that it made him feel itchy in his heart.
Someone brought a few pots of flowers, and the maid in the house went out to pick them up. They were the only two left in the house.
Zong Tianbao whispered to Jiang Nuan: "A Nuan, let me tell you something."
Jiang Nuan couldn't help but blush when he heard him call her that. She lowered her eyes and asked, "You just eat porridge, why do you always talk about things?"
Zong Tianbao smiled and said: "I could hear you talking to me when I was unconscious, but I couldn't wake up no matter what. I was so worried."
"You must not be so reckless in the future. This time, it was the good deeds of your ancestors that allowed you to come back with your life." Jiang Nuan was frightened when she thought of this, and couldn't help but said to him, "You don't even know, these days
How much suffering my uncle, aunt and two sisters suffered."
"The reason why I can wake up is not only because of the virtues accumulated by my ancestors." Zong Tianbao muttered in a low voice.
"What else is there? Are you lucky?" Jiang Nuan fed him a mouthful of porridge and said, "Eat well and take good care of yourself."
"It's because I can't let you go." Zong Tianbao mustered up his courage and finally said this.
"You..." Jiang Nuan's face turned red. She couldn't bear to hear such explicit words.
Jiang Nuan stood up and was about to leave, but Zong Tianbao held his hand.
"An Nuan, don't be angry, just listen to me." Zong Tianbao's tone was full of pleading, "If I don't say some words, I'm afraid I will choke myself to death."
"You... let go of your hand!" Jiang Nuan was so anxious that he stamped his feet, but he didn't dare to speak loudly or use force to break away.
The servants were outside the house, and Zong Tianbao was too weak.
Zong Tianbao felt sour in his heart. When he just woke up, Jiang Nuan kept asking him to hold his hand, but then he stopped.
"Listen carefully to what I have to say, and then I'll let you go." Zong Tianbao acted shamelessly.
It wasn't that he meant to bully Jiang Nuan, but Jiang Nuan's hand was so soft, smooth and fragrant that he couldn't bear to let go.
"Then... then you can keep your story short." Jiang Nuan turned sideways, not looking at Zong Tianbao.
After Zong Tianbao woke up, Zong Yuxiang specifically told Jiang Nuan that Zong Tianbao had just passed through the gate of hell and would definitely rely on her extra.
If he violates the rules a little bit, please ask Jiang Nuan to be more considerate of Haihan.
Firstly, the two were engaged, and secondly, considering that it was not easy for him to save his life, no matter what, he had to take good care of his health first.
"I can wake up because I hear you always calling my name." Zong Tianbao said, "You must also know why I fell off the horse. Can't you even see my sincerity?"
"I already know these things," Jiang Nuan whispered, "Actually, I have a lot of bad habits, and you don't understand them, so you think I'm good, but actually I may not be suitable for you."
When she said this, Zong Tianbao became anxious: "I have grown up, but I am not a fool. Besides, everyone has shortcomings. There is no good or bad, only suitable or not. I want to tell you three things, first
First, I always teased you, and it was all my fault. But there is only one reason, I just want you to notice me. Second, my only thoughts about you are forever and ever, and I will treat you well.
I will never change my heart. Third, if I violate this oath, I will not live to be thirty."
"Shut up! This is nonsense?!" Jiang Nuan was still shy at first, but after hearing Zong Tianbao's last words, he immediately turned around and stopped him, "I just got better, why are you saying these things about life and death again?"
Yeah, you’re still making other people’s lives miserable?”
When she said this, she was sincere, with tears in her eyes, and Zong Tianbao's heart melted.
"Good Nuan, if I make you angry in the future, don't take it personally. It must not be my intention. You can beat me and scold me, but don't ignore me." Zong Tianbao just wanted to say something to Jiang Nuan.
Well, I wish I could cut out my heart and show it to her.
"Stop saying these crazy things, it's so embarrassing." Jiang Nuan said as he withdrew his hand, "I know what you mean, I only have one idea."
"Say." Zong Tianbao raised his head as if listening to the Buddha's words, without even blinking.
"Just take care of yourself. If you are well, others will naturally be well." Jiang Nuan said and left, leaving Zong Tianbao alone in the room.
The young Marquis felt so sad that he couldn't get out of bed.
"It seems I can't get out of bed too early." Zong Tianbao calculated, "If I'm almost recovered, An Nuan will definitely go back."
