After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 52
Shen Yanjin didn't say a word, and sat silently on the wheelchair, looking calm, but clenched his hands inside his sleeves.

"I don't see any injuries."

After checking, Qiu Xiaoan handed Xiao Feijiu back to Shen Yanjin, and said in a deep voice, "It seems to be asleep."

Shen Yanjin: "..."

Before the frightened Xiao Lu fell asleep, his body was never so relaxed. Although he was shaken violently a few times while he was in a daze, his sleep quality had always been good and he was unshakable.

In the evening, the guards who cleaned up the courtyard room got together for dinner and discussed some things.

It's still lively.

They were all assigned to live on the left and right sides, with the guards living closer and the servants farther away.

When Xiao Lu woke up, he was lying on the sandalwood bed, with glazed bead curtains hanging on the edge of the bed, and the sky blue curtain seemed to be hung on the top corner by silver hangings.

It moved its paws and got up glutinously.

Shen Yanjin didn't know where he went, and there was no one there.

It watched the shadow of the candle turn red, and slowly regained consciousness.

All of a sudden, I remembered all the events I experienced in the afternoon.

"Chirp!"

In his previous life, he had read so many years of believing in science. Was it all for nothing? If he didn’t talk about time travel and rebirth, what the hell could he do?
Xiao Lu only felt that his head was getting bigger and bigger, and the window creaked, and his feathers all over his body exploded.

It turned its head slowly, with a stiff expression.

The round little bean looked at the creaking window.

A piece of crimson silk slipped in through the window, first entered the room, went to the middle of the room, then turned around and crossed the table, and went straight to the bed.

Xiao Lu: "!!"

Nima!

It quickly shook its chubby body and retracted into the brocade quilt.

"Shen Xiaopang, get up and eat."

A cold voice rang in his ears, and Xiao Ling almost burst into tears. He got out of the quilt, and saw Shen Yanjin who pushed the wheelchair into the room with the moonlight.

He looked good, with the same expressionless face, holding its food in his moist palm.

Xiao Lu: "Jiu Jiu."

It flew to Shen Yanjin's side and landed next to the food, but he still couldn't help but sneak a peek at the window.

Nothing.

The windows were also tightly closed, and there was no sign of them being opened.

It couldn't be hallucinatory, it was too real.

"What's there?"

Shen Yanjin was vigilant, he put away the lunch box, pushed the wheelchair towards the window slowly, ignoring the stupid little Fat Chirp behind him.

The wide sleeves were raised, and the white jade hands opened the window and door. It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen.

He was stunned for a while, calmed down, and then closed the window.

Go back to the table, take out the meal, "Eat."

Xiao Ling absent-mindedly ate his meal, thinking while eating, did he read it wrong?
It ate very slowly, Shen Yanjin took a book.

sleepless nights.

Xiao Lu's spirit was tense, and he could relax only by being around Shen Yanjin, but he disappeared early in the morning.

Now Shen Yanjin doesn't have to go to court, he still has a year to recover from his leg injury, logically speaking, he shouldn't get up so early.

But it couldn't help it being in a daze, the window creaked, it flew away from the bed quickly, came to the door, pushed open a crack with its small head, and flew away like a puff of smoke.

Xiao Lu found Shen Yanjin in the yard.

He was holding a length of crimson satin in his hand, expressionless.

"Chirp?"

It flew to his side, looked down at the red silk in his hand, and found that the silk was moving and twisting strangely.

But Shen Yanjin didn't notice it.

(End of this chapter)