When the sedan chair was carried into the General's Mansion, there was no greeting in the hall, and it was placed directly in this quiet courtyard. No one showed up for a long time.
Wang Xiaojin, who was already on guard and nervous, became even more nervous!
She tried her best to stick to the side of the sedan chair without leaving any trace, and called Jiu'er in a low voice, "Miss...?"
There was no response in the sedan.
Wang Xiaojin panicked in her heart, and without caring about anything else, she suddenly opened the sedan door.
In the sedan chair, Jiu'er had already taken off the hijab.
At this moment, Jiu'er was leaning against the sedan wall with Wang Xiaojin's face, sleeping soundly.
Wang Xiaojin's heart was pounding wildly when she saw this scene, her brain went blank for a moment and she didn't react.
She originally wanted to wake up Jiu'er, but seeing that she didn't wake up like this, she didn't have the heart to wake up.
Ah Jiu has been very sleepy these days and sleeps very soundly.
Just let Ah Jiu sleep a little longer.
Wang Xiaojin closed the sedan door gently, then stood in front of the sedan, and became nervous again, paying full attention to the movement in all directions.
Sudden.
Wang Xiaojin's throat became extremely dry when she heard the footsteps, "Who?!"
Wang Xiaojin stared nervously at the corridor over there, and soon saw a crimson figure slowly walking out of the corner.
Seeing the scarlet robe, Wang Xiaojin felt an inexplicable chill, and the hairs all over his body almost stood up.
Except for the groom, she had never imagined what a man would look like wearing red.
But now she knew that men could wear red to look so luxurious, so graceful, so elegant.
At that moment, nothing seemed to exist between heaven and earth.
Only the crimson robe and a pair of slightly raised eyebrows were left.
The moment he saw Wang Xiaojin, the man's thin lips curled up slightly, appearing to be a smile but not a smile.
When his smiling eyes lightly glanced at Wang Xiaojin, although his gaze fell on the sedan chair, Wang Xiaojin's whole body was as stiff as wood.
Who... is this person?!!
Don’t blame Wang Xiaojin for having a short circuit in his brain.
Those who have met Duan Rong and see Han Ying again will generally feel that Han Ying's eyebrows and eyes look a little like Duan Rong.
He met Han Ying first and then Duan Rong. Ordinary people would never think that Duan Rong and Han Ying were even remotely similar.
In other words, those who have met these two people will only think that Han Ying has a shadow of Duan Rong, but will never feel that Duan Rong has a shadow of Han Ying!
And because he had seen 'Duan Rong' at the palace banquet, even if the person in front of him was wearing a red robe, although he was just a habit and not a wedding dress, Wang Xiaojin did not think of the person in front of him as the groom, Duan Rong.
Seeing Duan Rong approaching the sedan chair step by step, Wang Xiaojin's whole body was trembling.
But he risked his life and tried to block the sedan with his own body.
"You, don't come here...!"
Duan Rong chuckled.
Wang Xiaojin was about to explode again, and her whole body felt like she was about to jump up.
"You...I told you not to come over!"
At this moment, the sedan door was opened from the inside.
The sleepy Jiu'er poked his little head out and saw the nervous and trembling Wang Xiaojin's back and the slightly playful eyes of Duan Rong who was facing him.
Jiuer woke up from his drowsiness, and the previous alienation between him and Duan Rong was completely gone. He glared at him dissatisfied, "Duan Rong, why are you scaring her?"
Wang Xiaojin, who was extremely nervous, suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him. He was surprised and shocked by the name in her words.
The whole person showed a funny silly expression.
Sister Ajiu said Duan Rong?
The person in front of me is Duan Rong??
While Wang Xiaojin was stunned, Duan Rong had already walked over.
After approaching the sedan chair, he stretched out his hand and pinched Jiu'er's cheek without any courtesy. He smiled and said with charming eyes, "Why, you are usually reluctant to come to me, but as soon as you show up, you marry me?"
Before Jiu'er started to slap his hand away, his hand had already moved to another place, and he took Jiu'er out of the sedan chair in a natural manner.
After he put Jiu'er down, Jiu'er said, "Why are I marrying you?"
"Anyway, Wang Sisi doesn't want to marry you, so she wants Xiao Jin to do it for her. If I happen to come to the general's house for something, I will marry Xiao Jin for her." Jiu'er was not afraid of hurting his self-esteem at all.
On the other side, Wang Xiaojin was stunned.
The person who seemed so terrifying to her before, when facing Sister Ah Jiu, it seemed that all the danger in him disappeared instantly!
Jiu'er regained her energy after sleeping enough, and reached out to pull Duan Rong over, "I have something to tell you."
Duan Rong looked at her with a smile, "What a coincidence, I also have something to say to you."
Then he ordered to the empty place behind him, "Take Miss Wang down and take care of her."
"Yes." Soon a shadow guard appeared.
"Miss Wang, please."
Wang Xiaojin, who was still in a state of shock and confusion, subconsciously looked at Jiu'er, who glared at her and said, "Sister Xiaojin, go ahead. It's okay. Duan Rong won't do anything to you."
Duan Rong laughed again without comment.
Wang Xiaojin pursed her lips, subconsciously wanting to say a few words about you.
But when he realized it, Sister Ajiu and Duan Rong were obviously very familiar!
While sighing that Jiu'er was really powerful, Wang Xiaojin followed the shadow guard with his head full of doubts and confusion.
Jiuer looked back and started to explain his purpose in a few words.
Duan Rong glanced at her sideways, "Aren't you tired after sitting in the sedan chair for a long time?"
Jiu'er felt it, "It's a bit of back pain..."
"Then what's the rush?"
Jiuer thought so too.
Duan Rong took Jiu'er's hand and walked back to the back house.
Duan Rong directly took Jiu'er to his room. Jiu'er took a look and found that it was similar in style to Duan Rong's room in the current building. The overall decoration was comfortable and gorgeous.
He really knows how to enjoy it.
Jiu'er nestled herself on the soft snow-white plush carpet, and soon, someone brought all kinds of food and drink.
Jiu'er, who had eaten cakes and slept in the sedan for a long time, was thirsty, and Duan Rong had already poured her a cup of light scented tea at a suitable temperature.
After Jiu'er drank her tea, she smiled at him with crooked eyes, "I sneaked into the general's mansion a few days ago and met Old General Duan. You should know this."
"In the past few days, I have carefully thought about and improved a set of silver needle acupuncture methods. Maybe it will have an effect on General Duan's recovery!" When talking about the art of treating poison, Jiu'er's eyes were a little brighter than usual.
"It's just that this acupuncture method cannot be broken, and it will take a while. So, I simply found an honest reason to move in."
Duan Rong took a handkerchief and wiped her hands. After wiping one hand, Jiuer stretched out the other one as a habit.
Duan Rong asked casually, "Now that you're living in the General's Mansion, aren't you in a hurry to find your Su Jingxing?"
Jiu'er leaned closer to him slyly, "You and Su Jingxing are obviously very familiar with each other, and they should even have a good relationship. Why are you always so hard to get along with him?" (To be continued)