Quick Wear Host, She is Beautiful and Sweet

Chapter 774: Lord Hou is sick and disabled (34)

Snow Duanzi: 【………】

To be able to say such horrible words lightly is to destroy the other party mentally! The host is indeed a big devil, the wife is too scary! !

Compared to the shivering and well-behaved Tuanzi, Chu Wu seemed to have forgotten her own words after she finished speaking.

"Ma'am, this way." The guide called.

Chu Wu raised her head and saw Xie Jinglan who was waiting beside her.

Even in autumn, the sun at noon was still a bit hot, so Xie Jinglan was waiting under the shade of a tree.

Half of his face was covered by a silver tool, revealing a pair of rich and deep eyes, which were too deep, and the beautiful side face that appeared to be exposed also had a three-point sense of shadow.

Anyway, it's not very close.

Even if he is now sitting in a wheelchair, unable to walk, and weak... no one dares to approach him.

This appearance is exactly the same as the first meeting between the two on the wedding night.

It's just that today Xie Jinglan wore azure blue robes, not the blue ones he usually wears to hide his hostility.

Because of what Chu Wu said jokingly at the time, "Green is not very good."

"How?" Xie Jinglan asked back.

Chu Wu only looked up at the top of the man's head jokingly, "Master Hou, have you ever heard of a green hat?"

"..."

Since then, Xie Jinglan's clothes have changed colors.

Whether you like it or not, a man is a creature that cares about his face very much.

At this time, although there were people watching around, Xu was guessing why Xie Jinglan appeared here, and whether the old relationship with Concubine Duan in the account was rekindled...

But because of that cold face, they all stood quite far away, not daring to approach.

Only Chu Wu jumped over happily, close to nature, "Husband, are you here to pick me up? I'm so happy!"

In front of people, Xie Jinglan would never expose his drama, and was willing to cooperate occasionally, but he was not a showy person after all, especially when it came to such private matters between husband and wife.

He scanned Chu Wu from top to bottom to make sure it was all right, "Let's go."

Then he didn't look at that gorgeous tent again.

The surrounding audience inevitably showed disappointed expressions.

Xie Jinglan is...just here to pick up his wife? Does it really have nothing to do with the concubine Duan inside?

Right,

The identities of these two people have changed drastically now, and the past can only be the past.

With a look from Xie Jinglan, the people around him stepped forward to take the things in Chu Wu's arms, and Chu Wu took over his wheelchair.

"What is this mess in your hand?"

"Don't you know Hou Ye?" Chu Wu replied innocently, "The medicinal materials were given by the concubine Duan. She still cares about Hou Ye's body deep in the palace, and she still thinks about Hou Ye when she has good things. The heart of a Bodhisattva."

The people around have not dispersed yet.

If the words of "unintentional" fall into the ears of someone who cares... Tsk tsk, the concubine cares about the body of her courtiers, and the two of them used to have a marriage contract, so I don't know how they will be dressed.

Xie Jinglan turned her head, and really found the sly look in Chu Wu's eyes, the rest, be it jealousy or anger, were all gone.

This recognition made Xie Jinglan instinctively unhappy, and her voice cooled down, "Send it back."

"don't want!"

Chu Wu hurriedly stopped, "This is the kindness of the empress. Wouldn't it be cold to send it back like this? Besides, these are what the husband needs..."

Xie Jinglan still looked at her indifferently, his eyes were deep and gloomy, without the slightest glint.

Suddenly Chu Wu bent down and said something in Xie Jinglan's ear.

After a while.

"Forget it, take it."

The previous chapter replaced.

Wrong content, I clearly remember that I shouldn't make a mistake...Forget it, it may be because I wrote it too late and my consciousness is blurred, there should be two more chapters today.