NOVEL FROG Chapter 1 You hurt me!
"Oh!"
Jiang Mingyue, who was hurriedly walking with her head lowered, was hit by a person who suddenly walked out of the corner. She staggered back several steps before she regained her balance.
"How come you don't follow the road when you walk?"
Although the tone was reproachful, the woman's voice was soft and not intimidating at all.
Jiangnan people? The locals don't speak in such soft words. He doesn't bully others, but he won't let others beat him up, even if the other person is a woman. Xie Yuan opened his thin lips and was about to speak when the woman suddenly raised her head.
The girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with very white skin, a small and round nose, and a little baby fat on her cheeks. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes seem to contain a trace of autumn water, and her whole person is like a budding flower, green and green. Astringent but touching.
In the past, every time Xie Yuan heard from his friends that people would prefer good-looking people, he would always sneer at it. In his opinion, no matter how good-looking the person is, they are just skin.
But today he realized that he had never met anyone who could sway him, let alone...
Looking at the girl in front of him, Xie Yuan swallowed the retort even though it was on his lips.
Jiang Mingyue frowned slightly, rubbed her painful and numb shoulders, and looked at the man: "You hurt me!"
The man is very tall, almost eight feet tall, with clear eyebrows, thin lips and a high nose. He wears long robes and is elegant. He exudes a strong scholarly air.
"Even if you are good-looking, you still have to apologize if you bump into someone. You can't use your beauty to commit harm."
Xie Yuan, who had lived for twenty-one years, felt a little proud for the first time because of his outstanding appearance. 'Doing evil with beauty'? This word is quite new.
It's not his fault, but man! You have to be magnanimous. How can you argue with a woman? Xie Yuan opened his thin lips and said, "I'm sorry!"
After hearing what she wanted to hear, although her shoulders still hurt, Jiang Mingyue felt a lot more comfortable. She said generously: "I forgive you!"
Then he added another sentence.
"Be careful when you walk in the future. You may not meet someone as good-tempered as me next time!"
good temper? Xie Yuan looked at the girl with unknown meaning, a faint smile appeared in his deep eyes.
"Thank you for reminding me, girl. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."
Oh my God! This man's smile was so good-looking that Jiang Mingyue was stunned.
"Do I need to go to the hospital?"
Jiang Mingyue came back to her senses in an instant and secretly scorned herself. It's not like she has never seen a handsome man before. It's embarrassing. It's really embarrassing. She waved her hand hurriedly: "No need!"
Jiang Mingyue, who was on her way again, didn't dare to lower her head any longer. After burning a stick of incense, Jiang Mingyue told Dr. Luan about her brother's condition in detail in Luan's Medical Clinic, took his newly prescribed prescription, took some medicine, and returned to the inn as quickly as possible.
A month ago, something unexpected happened in the family. Their parents sent their siblings out of the city overnight and entrusted them to the escort agency in the north to join their aunt living in Kyoto.
When the two siblings were about to arrive in Kyoto, 11-year-old Jiang Minghong suddenly fell ill. He had a high fever and occasionally woke up, but he repeatedly told her not to go to Beijing or to seek refuge with her aunt.
Jiang Mingyue listened to her brother's words, mainly because she didn't want to go to her aunt and uncle whom she had never met before, and live a life of dependence on others.
She asked the people in the escort agency about the counties under the imperial city, and after careful consideration, she took her sick brother to Wanping County, which was only five miles away from Kyoto.
Although Wanping is only a county town, because it is close to Kyoto and has the only pier in and out of Kyoto, it is not only prosperous but also has good security.
Of course, in addition to these, the most important point is that Wanping has outstanding people and many private schools, which will be beneficial to his younger brother's future imperial examination and officialdom.
At the back door of the inn, Jiang Mingyue opened the door and walked in. In order to take care of her sick brother more conveniently, she rented a small independent courtyard in the inn. Although it was only about 40 square meters, it was well-equipped with all the necessary equipment and was very convenient for cooking medicine and washing.
She put down the medicine and walked into the bedroom to see that her brother was still awake. She reached out and touched his forehead again. Well, the fever was completely gone! Feeling relieved, Jiang Mingyue walked out quietly again.
In the kitchen, she struggled for a long time but couldn't light the firewood. That was a setback. She had lived two whole lives and couldn't even light a firewood. It was really embarrassing!
In her previous life, she was born into a wealthy family, and because of her congenital heart disease, her family loved her very much.
Although she was born in ancient times in this life, her family status is no better than in her previous life. However, Yuanjiang Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River is one of the largest households in the world. There are many servants in the family. She has lived a life of sixteen years with enough clothes to put out her hand and food to eat.
Therefore, she has never done menial tasks such as washing, cooking, chopping firewood, lighting fires, etc.
Jiang Mingyue rested for a while and continued to light the fire. After spending four pieces of paper this time, she finally lit the firewood again, and she immediately felt a sense of accomplishment.
A quarter of an hour later, she walked into the bedroom carrying medicine and breakfast. She looked at her brother who had woken up and said warmly: "Xiao Hong, it's time to eat!"
Jiang Minghong, who was staring at the roof in a daze, heard his sister's voice and turned to look at her.
"Are you feeling better?"
Jiang Mingyue put down the tray, walked to the bed, helped her brother up, and thoughtfully placed a pair of quilts behind him so that he would be more comfortable.
Jiang Minghong looked at his sister quietly. Even now, he still feels that he is more timid when he is close to home. He was afraid that this was a dream, a beautiful dream, and that his sister would disappear when he woke up from the dream.
Jiang Mingyue saw that her brother had not answered, so she raised her hand and placed it on his forehead.
"Still uncomfortable?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her brother suddenly jumped into her arms and hugged her tightly.
As early as the beginning of her brother's illness, Jiang Mingyue discovered something was wrong with him. Although they were biological siblings, their personalities were completely different.
No matter in her previous life or this life, she was raised by her family. As long as she is happy, anything will happen.
Her family had arranged everything for her, and it was not her turn to worry about it. Therefore, Jiang Mingyue had lived an extremely comfortable life in the past many years. This also resulted in her being simple, soft, lively, unable to endure hardships, and somewhat aloof. squeamish.
Jiang Minghong is completely different from her, and because he is the only male in the family, he will inherit the family business and establish the family in the future. His father has very high requirements for him and is very strict on weekdays. Fortunately, his younger brother is smart and strong, no matter what happens. It’s all a matter of click.
She was enlightened at the age of three and began to interact with others at the age of six. Although her younger brother is younger, he is more stable, independent and sensible than her.
In Dachu, men and women do not sit together at the age of seven, not to mention that the younger brother is already eleven years old, and she has reached the age of getting married. Although the relationship between the two siblings is good, he has not been so close to her and relied on her for three years.
Jiang Mingyue lowered her eyes and looked at the little boy in her arms. Thinking of the nonsense he said intermittently during the days when he had repeated high fevers, his smart eyes flashed slightly.