Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 2030 Two brothers, speak your own words

In the tent where Xuanyuan Zhan lived, Yan Yan tied the white cloth in a knot and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done."

Murong Jingxue and Xuanyuan Zhan rushed to meet him, seeing Xuanyuan Jian's arm wrapped up like a rice dumpling, they were dumbfounded. After they looked at each other, they looked at the instigator, Yan Yan.

Xuanyuan Jian looked at his arm, really dumbfounding: "I said, will you bandage it? You wrapped me up like this. Isn't this telling everyone that I'm injured?"

He had discussed with Xuanyuan Zhan, but for Xuanyuan Qi's sake, he decided to hide the fact that the imperial concubine sent people to hunt them down, so the wound on his hand should be more concealed and less visible. , but this Yan Yan is good, she bandaged his hand like a rice dumpling, anyone with eyes can see it, what kind of secrecy is this.

Yan Yan pursed her mouth when she heard the words, and snorted coldly: "What's the matter, I just don't know how to bandage. If you are capable, you can bandage yourself?"

"If it wasn't for my hand being injured, I really wouldn't care for you to bandage it." Xuanyuan Jian said while pulling off the zongzi-like bandage wrapped around his arm.

Yan Yan watched him pull off the bandage that she had worked so hard to wrap up, and she was so angry that she threw down the medicine box heavily, and ran out angrily.

"Yan Yan." Murong Jingxue looked at the direction Yan Yan was running out of, and shouted worriedly.

"Go and see her!" Xuanyuan Zhan patted Murong Jingxue's hand and said softly.

Murong Jingxue nodded towards him, and quickly ran out: "Yan Yan."

Xuanyuan Jian tore off the bandage on his hand forcefully, because the force caused the wound that had already been medicated to split open again, and blood flowed continuously.

Xuanyuan Zhan pushed the wheelchair under him forward, reached out to take out the medicine from the medicine box, took the bandage from Xuanyuan Jian's hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother Huang, let me do it!"

Xuanyuan Jian sighed softly, one hand was indeed inconvenient, and after only a short while, he was already sweating profusely.

Xuanyuan Zhan gently poured the medicine on Xuanyuan Jian's wound, and then wrapped the bandage around his arm
"Zhan'er." After a long time, Xuanyuan Jian called out.

Xuanyuan Zhan tied the bandage, put down his sleeves, and said while packing the medicine box: "Brother Dahuang, feel free to say anything."

"Zhan'er, do you think I'm unfilial?" Xuanyuan Jian stood up and looked at the curtain fluttering in the wind.

Xuanyuan Zhan closed the medicine box, clasped his hands and leaned back: "Brother, why did you say that?"

"Since I was a child, I have never felt a little love from my father. You don't know how much I envied you at that time. I envied that my father would often call you to the imperial study to ask about your homework. I envied you for doing wrong things." Father will criticize you severely, but no matter what I do, father will turn a blind eye to it. When I was young, I often stayed with you, in order to let father notice me with your blessing, but no Thinking of my father simply sending me to the border when I was young, no matter how much I begged for mercy, he acted as if he had never heard of it, so heartless, so disregarding the relationship between father and son."

"Because I didn't get used to it at the border, I wrote many letters to my father, but my father was noncommittal. For many years, I couldn't figure out what I did wrong to make him behave like this. I hate me, and I have asked myself more than once, does he regard me as his son in his heart?"

(End of this chapter)