Lao Liu kept chattering in Wen Jiaojiao's mind because she asked Yuzhu to leave Wen Miaoran down to apply medicine on her hands and knees.
"How can I be soft-hearted?" Wen Jiaojiao replied to Lao Liu in his mind, "She was hurt because of me. I don't want to owe her any favors."
Lao Liu muttered: "That's true, but with Wen Ruyue's character, she won't feel that she owes Wen Miaoran anything. She bullied Wen Miaoran and felt that she deserved it. Everything she got was taken for granted.
It should be."
Wen Jiaojiao watched Yuzhu lift up Wen Miaoran's trousers, revealing her knees that were bruised and bloody. She frowned slightly and said to Lao Liu: "This is Wen Ruyue, not me. I can never be like her. I
An actor can only play this role, not the role itself."
Lao Liu was silent. He knew that no matter how hard he tried to persuade him, it would be of little use, because his current host obviously had his own principles and bottom lines, and would not really become that role just to play a role.
It was both pleased and worried for her.
If Wen Miaoran hadn't blocked her from the disaster today, she might have been the one applying the medicine at this moment.
Her sprained foot hasn't fully healed yet, and she can't get off the ground completely. If it gets injured again, she might as well not leave the yard.
When Wen Jiaojiao watched Yuzhu applying the medicine to Wen Miaoran, she only frowned slightly even though it hurt. She was stubborn and patient, so she would not show much pain no matter how painful it was.
Wen Jiaojiao asked Lao Liu, "Is there any way to not maintain the character and avoid encountering these unfortunate things?"
Lao Liu: "Host, these are all established. There is no free lunch in the world. You must accept this rule."
Having said that, Lao Liu paused for a moment and said with some hesitation: "There is indeed a way to do it, but it is not 100% avoidable. It is just that the chance of encountering unlucky events is less than usual."
Wen Jiaojiao immediately asked: "What is the solution?"
Lao Liu: "Either you stay in this courtyard for three years and don't go anywhere until your eighteenth birthday. This way you can avoid most accidents."
"Stay in this compound for three years?"
Lao Liu: "It's okay not to stay in this courtyard. Anyway, I just need to stay in a smaller place where no outsiders will disturb me and it's safer."
This method is feasible. Wen Jiaojiao is a salty fish who doesn't like to move anyway. As long as she has food and drink, staying in the yard for three years is a bit boring, but she can live there.
But as the legitimate daughter of the Wen family, she suddenly stayed in the yard and refused to go out to meet people. Her mother was the first to disagree. She had already reached the age to discuss marriage.
Moreover, her brother Xiao would come to the Wen Mansion every few days to take her out to play, and she would also go to the palace to meet the queen from time to time. This method was indeed difficult to implement.
"This method has a drawback." Lao Liu said again.
Wen Jiaojiao asked: "What are the disadvantages?"
"It will cause some butterfly effects. Even if the host can stay safely in one place for three years and avoid the unfortunate event that originally happened to you, the event will be transferred to someone close to you."
Wen Jiaojiao: "...Okay."
After talking for a long time, she still had to face it on her own.
Lao Liu reminded again: "Host, please pay attention. Unlucky events will accumulate. After accumulating to a certain extent, they will escalate. This time it may just be a fall, but a few more times may be life-threatening."
Wen Jiaojiao fell down on the couch. He had a headache and felt uncomfortable!
Wen Miaoran turned her head to look at Wen Jiaojiao, who was rolling on the couch. Her expression was a little subtle. She felt that she seemed to have changed a lot, but at the same time she seemed to have stayed the same.
But one thing she was sure of was that after Wen Ruyue fell into the water that time, she no longer felt the feeling of being constantly bullied by her.
Wen Ruyue now makes her feel like a willful and delicate little girl.
According to her identity, it's normal for her to look like this. She doesn't even feel angry, but understands.
In those days, Wen Ruyue was recuperating in the camp over the ginkgo forest. She actually went to visit her twice, but each time she was stopped by the guard in black armor. Later, she went again, and it was again with Qing.
King An Zhao Yunji brought her in, but she could not get close to the tent and could only take a look from a distance.
Because Wen Ruyue was kidnapped in retaliation from the noble ladies who were beaten at the banquet, and Wen Ruyue's beating of those noble ladies that day was considered as helping her vent her anger.
Wen Ruyue helped her vent her anger, which she wouldn't have believed if she had been beaten to death before.
But that day she could feel that Wen Ruyue was helping her vent her anger.
Wen Ruyue was retaliated by those noble ladies for half of her reasons. She felt awkward and worried. This was a very strange feeling.
Wen Ruyue's change was not sudden. She still had the same sweet and savage temperament, but she no longer targeted and bullied her as before.
Hearing that her condition was very serious, Wen Miaoran thought that no matter what happened in the past, she was still his half-blood sister, so she thought about going to see her.
However, she was afraid that Wen Jiaojiao would be unhappy when he saw her and arouse her emotions, so he did not bother King Qing'an to help her enter Wen Jiaojiao's tent.
"Okay, Second Miss." Yuzhu's voice brought Wen Miaoran's thoughts back.
After Yuzhu treated Wen Miaoran's injury, he gave her a bottle of ointment.
"Second Miss, I can only ask other maids to give you medicine."
Wen Miaoran hesitated for a moment and took the medicine bottle.
Yuzhu thought that it would be very difficult for the young lady to keep the second young lady here to give her medicine, and he would not let her come over every day.
"Now that you've got the medicine, get out of here. It's hard for me to move around now and I can't talk to you."
Wen Jiaojiao said, picking up the whip on the side and flicking it at her.
Wen Miaoran looked at her weak look and felt that when she said this, she felt perfunctory.
"Fourth sister has a good rest." After saying that, Wen Miaoran turned and left Wen Jiaojiao's yard.
Wen Jiaojiao watched the person leave, rolled on the couch, hugged the soft pillow and started to sleep.
In the evening, her old mother, who had amazing fighting ability, came back to her yard and talked to her non-stop.
After reading for a while, she watched the gentle and virtuous Aunt Meng enter her yard. Her mother was rubbing her sprained foot with ointment, while Aunt Meng was doing needlework at the side.
Aunt Meng took out a long ruler and measured her again and again. Wen Jiaojiao lay on the couch and asked curiously: "Auntie, what are you doing?"
Aunt Meng smiled gently and said, "Make us Jiaojiao some new clothes."