The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 48 You Are My Plague
The carriage returned to the palace, Zhu Wen moved out of the wheelchair for Wen Yi, and asked, "Do you want me to take it in?"

Wen Yi said: "No need, I'll ask my servant to come out to help, this time I really want to thank you." As she spoke, she held Zhu Wen's hand, grateful.

Zhu Wen smiled and said, "Okay, you have said thank you countless times along the way."

Wen Yi looked at him, and said happily: "You didn't charge me, which made me very embarrassed, so I will treat you to dinner another day."

Zhu Wen said with a smile: "Fool, do you think this is our countryside? I'm afraid I'll attract people's attention if I go out with you alone!"

Wen Yi also laughed, and after she finished laughing, she said angrily: "The ancients, that's what's wrong."

Standing beside Wen Yi and listening to the two of them talking, Mammy felt really puzzled. She was a countryman and an ancient person, so she really didn't understand what they said.It's just that she thought that the princess has always been acting weird recently, and her speech was even more weird, and she didn't understand it more than this time, so she didn't take it too seriously.

Watching Zhu Wen's carriage leave, Wen Yi turned her head, looked at Nanny, and suddenly stretched out her hands to hug Nanny, and said joyfully, "Mommy, I'm so happy!"

The nanny was stunned, and then she smiled and said, "My princess, why are you so happy? Isn't it just a chair? It's still an iron chair. Maybe the prince doesn't want to sit on it yet."

Wen Yi smiled brightly, "You don't understand, I'm not only happy about this wheelchair, but also meeting someone I really want to see..."

A cold voice came from the gate of the mansion, "Oh? Who is so happy to see? Tell me about it."

Wen Yi's back stiffened for a while, oh my god, I was so careless, I even forgot to go back through the back door.

She turned around slowly, with a smile on her face, she looked flatteringly at Song Yunqian who was sitting on the chair by the door, and said, "Why did the prince come out?"

Song Yunqian had no expression on his face, he glanced at her with stern eyes, and said indifferently: "If the concubine can go out, can this king not go out?"

Listening to his tone, Wen Yi knew that he was very angry. She took a look at Zhuge Ming behind Song Yunqian, and argued: "It was Doctor Zhuge who told me to move around more, which can promote wound healing, and I just followed the doctor's advice."

Zhuge Ming said indifferently: "I just let the princess walk around in the mansion, I didn't say to let the princess go out."

Wen Yi suddenly said: "Oh, so that's the case, but you didn't make it clear, I thought you asked me to go out for a walk, because you were going out of the house."

Song Yunqian snorted, and coldly ordered his servants, "Take me back."

The servant lifted up Song Yunqian's chair and walked into the mansion. Wen Yi hurriedly followed, walked a few steps, then turned to the nanny and said, "Mommy, order someone to move to the prince's house." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly followed Song Yunqian behind.

After returning to the house, Song Yunqian looked at her angrily, "What are you doing here? This king is annoyed when he sees you."

Wen Yi sat in front of him, pleadingly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sneaked out of the house."

Song Yunqian was furious at first, but when she saw her softening her posture and apologizing, the anger in her heart had almost dissipated, but she still kept a straight face, and said coldly: "You didn't apologize to me, the body belongs to you, you died It has nothing to do with this king."

The servant came in with a wheelchair and put it in the room. Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, he didn't dare to stay, so he closed the door and went out.

In the room, only Wen Yi and Song Yunqian were left.

Hearing his words, Wen Yi thought that he was still angry, so she said softly: "Don't be angry, I'm not going out to play secretly, I want to make you a wheelchair so that you can move around in the mansion easily, you see , I got the wheelchair back."

Song Yunqian raised his eyes and glanced at the wheelchair. After all, it was a man. He was very interested in new things, so he couldn't care less about getting angry. He asked curiously, "Wheelchair? What's the use?"

Wen Yi smiled, got up and sat on the wheelchair, stepped on the pedals with both feet, and then turned the wheels, the wheelchair actually moved, and it was very flexible, it was not difficult to move forward or backward at all.She remembered that Xiaoqing's father said that it could stand upright, so she reached out to feel for it. There was an iron bar on the right side, and there were several gears. She stretched out her hand and raised it to the first gear. The wheelchair rose slightly, but , the raised height is not too high, she wanted to pull it up a little higher, but found that she couldn't pull it up.

She got up, squatted down and studied it, and found that the spring was not good enough to raise it, and the design was not perfect. Even if it could be stretched, the chair would tilt backward, causing a great hidden danger.She shook her head and said, "No, I need to improve it."

Seeing that the wheelchair is so easy to use, Song Yunqian was happy in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Help me over to try it."

Wen Yi raised her head and said, "Don't use it yet, it needs to be improved."

"No, I'll try it first." Seeing that Song Yunqian could turn the chair by himself, and was able to move forward and backward, without needing to use artificial hands at all, Song Yunqian was so happy in his heart, why would he want to wait?

Wen Yi had no choice but to reach out to support him. Although she wasn't short anymore, she was still thin compared to him. Therefore, she had to hug his waist completely and use all her strength to help him pass.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, and Wen Yi taught him to turn the wheelchair. He was not very used to it at first, but after turning it a few times, he became completely familiar with it, and even started turning in circles on the spot.

Wen saw that he was smiling so happily, and was also very happy, sitting on the chair and watching him steadily.

Song Yunqian stopped, met the warm and soft eyes, his heart moved, a warm current rose from the bottom of his heart, his chest was full of emotion, he stretched out his hand to beckon her, "Come here!"

Wen Yi got up as she said, and walked to his side. Before she could ask any questions, he took her hand and pulled it hard, and she fell down on his lap. She was blushing with embarrassment, struggling to get up , but he hugged her and whispered: "Don't move!"

Wen Yi raised her eyes to look at him, facing him at such a close distance, his lips almost touched the tip of her nose, she moved back a little, separated some distance, looked at his handsome face, her eyes touched his eyes His tenderness made his heart pound like a deer, beating wildly.

"You...Who, someone will come in later." Wen Yi moved her eyes away, not daring to stare into his fiery eyes, for fear that if she took another look, she would not be able to resist kissing him forcefully.

And she, of course, did not have this opportunity, because as soon as she finished speaking, his lips covered hers, passionate and domineering, and his lips touched her soft lips.

The passion was heating up, his hands began to move behind her back, the two hearts collided, and sparks overflowed.

The window was not closed tightly, and a ray of sunset light came in through the crack of the window, so beautiful and soft.

Wen Yi only felt his head explode, and suddenly went blank.

He stared at the flushed Wen Yi, and said softly: "Fool, you were trembling just now, were you afraid?"

Wen Yi didn't know if she was trembling, it was just a little trembling, but it was definitely not because of fear.She shook her head and smiled shyly, "It's not that I'm afraid, I'm just..." She didn't know what it was, maybe it was a normal reaction of a woman.

"Can you tell me, what's your name?" He suddenly changed the topic, but still asked with a bit of tenderness.

Wen Yi was stunned, her head roared, she hurriedly got off his lap, smiled and waved, "My lord, stop joking, I don't believe you don't know my name is Yang Luoyi."

Song Yunqian stared at her, and suddenly smiled, "I thought that you were so infatuated just now that you would forget your own name, haha, I'm just kidding you, silly girl!"

Wen Yi looked at him in astonishment, not knowing which of his words were true and which was false, but, no matter whether she was telling the truth or not, her mind automatically filled up with the scene of being burned to death by an evildoer, and that evildoer was her , she responded with a smile, and said: "The prince should not make such a joke. I was so scared that I thought the prince had lost his memory and wanted to call the imperial doctor immediately."

"Okay, I won't be kidding anymore. You turned pale with fright." He paused for a moment, then smiled narrowly, "However, what this king wants to take back is not only the sentence just now, but also the title of silly girl. This king has forgotten, you are no longer a girl." As she spoke, she deliberately looked at her body with lewd eyes and grinned.

Wen Yi remembered the time when she just traveled through time, her face became even hotter, her heart was beating wildly, and she stomped her feet and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't come to see you in the future."

Song Yunqian turned the wheelchair and said loudly: "Now, if you don't come to see me, I can go find you by myself."

Wen Yi glared at him angrily, "I can close the door and see you."

Song Yunqian turned the wheelchair, came to her, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, let her sit in front of him, and said sincerely: "Okay, I won't play with you anymore, but I want to say thank you to you."

Wen Yi looked at him and muttered, "You will say thank you too? It really is the sun rising from the west."

Song Yunqian stared at her, and suddenly said softly: "This king is not so noble, by the way, do you still remember that you told me a ghost story when you were on the mountain? This king forgot the protagonist of the ghost story for a moment. What's the name, do you remember?"

Wen Yi stared at him blankly, not understanding what his intention was.

Song Yunqian sat up straight and squinted at her, "You don't remember either? Then this story must be fabricated, and it's a lie to say that people around you have personally experienced it!"

Wen Yi also sat up straight like him, and gave him a sideways glance, "Who says I don't remember, that heroine is called Wen Yi." Although he was a little strange today, she still followed him. .

"Wen Yi, Wen Yi..." He said the name softly, he was still staring at her, his eyes were soft enough to make her heart beat, it turned out that he called her name in such a tone, it was really nice.

He suddenly smiled and said, "From now on, I will call you Wen Yi, okay?"

Wen Yi's heart beat faster, "Why did you call me Wen Yi?" He must have seen something, right?
He approached her, kissed her face, and said, "Because, you are my plague!"

"Ah?" She looked at him blankly, "I am your warmth?"

"Yes, a plague!" He laughed.

Wen Yi stared at him with wide eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "You are the plague, you are my plague!"

(End of this chapter)