She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 264 Green Tea Selfish Cousin 33

He tried his best to shake off the messy images in his mind and said coldly: "Since you have accepted it, it is up to you to deal with it."

Xie Zheng glared at him angrily: "What are you talking about? Miss Tan gave it to you, what should I do with it?"

Xie Wanheng felt a headache and became irritable: "Dad, can't you understand what I'm saying? I won't accept anything she gives me."

"Miss Tan loves you deeply, but you are so ungrateful," Xie Zheng snorted coldly, "You will regret it sooner or later."

Xie Wanheng was still enduring it, but his head started to hurt more and more, and it even felt like it was exploding with every heartbeat. His tone became more and more impatient:

"Dad, don't worry. I've said before that I'm different from you. I only love Cang Cang in my entire life. I will only love her in this life, the next life, and eternity. I will never regret it."

Without waiting for Xie Zheng to say anything, he rudely ordered him to leave: "My son has an unbearable headache and wants to rest quietly for a while. Dad, please go back."

Xie Zheng felt a lump in his chest and was very angry at first, but when he saw that Xie Wanheng seemed to be in great pain, he couldn't help but show concern.

After all, he was the only child born to Aunt Qin and also his most capable son.

"Why do you have a headache? Go see a doctor."

The second half of the sentence was directed to Zhong Yu outside the door. Xie Wanheng said sarcastically, "No need to mobilize a large number of people to invite a doctor. I will be fine after my father leaves."

"Rebel!"

Xie Zheng walked out of Xie Wanheng's yard, took another look at the sword tassel in his hand, and hung it on a tree not far from Xie Wanheng's yard.

"Miss Shen, our second young master has a severe headache and keeps calling your name. Can you go see him?"

Shen Weicang searched around Xie Wanheng's study but didn't see anything interesting. He was about to leave, but as he reached the door of the study, he saw Zhong Ying standing outside.

"Why do you suddenly have a headache?" Shen Weicang asked casually without much concern.

She thought Xie Wanheng was pretending to be sick to win favor, but after taking a closer look at Zhong Ying's expression, it seemed that it was not fake.

Following him to Xie Wanheng's bedroom, she saw that the young man who had just been pestering her and asking for a kiss was now lying on the bed, closing his eyes in pain, with cold sweat on his forehead.

There were even tiny beads of sweat running down his high nose bridge, as if he was in real pain.

His slender hands pressed against his temples, revealing veins.

He bit his lips tightly, but still a few moans came out of his mouth.

Ever since he met Xie Wanheng, he has never shown such a vulnerable attitude in front of her.

Shen Weicang tilted his head and admired him for a while. His painful look had a unique beauty, which made her want to ravage him.

Especially since he was still calling out his own name pitifully.

"gray......"

"Second Young Master, Miss Shen is here to see you," Zhong Ying said hurriedly, "Miss Shen heard that you had a headache and was very worried, so she hurried to see you."

As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Weicang guiltily.

Hearing Shen Weicang's name, Xie Wanheng reacted strongly and opened his eyes suddenly: "Cang Cang..."

Shen Weicang sat down beside his bed and wanted to raise her hand to touch his face to show her tenderness, but she couldn't bring herself to do it because his face was covered in sweat.

The slender fingers curled up again, and pretended to accidentally stroke the strands of hair that fell on her cheek.

"Wan Heng, I'm here."

Amid the tinnitus in his ears, Xie Wanheng heard the gentle and caring voice of his beloved. The moment he opened his eyes, his vision was a little blurry. After he slowed down a little, her beautiful figure gradually became clear in his eyes.

He subconsciously wanted to grab her hand, but Shen Weicang raised his hand to avoid it unintentionally, and asked anxiously: "Wan Heng, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly have a headache?"

Xie Wanheng thought he was dizzy from the headache, and forced himself to sit up: "Cang Cang, I..."

Zhong Ying quickly stopped him: "Second Young Master, you should just lie down."

What are you doing? It's already very good of you that Miss Shen can come to see the Second Young Master, and now he wants to sit up. Does he need Miss Shen to support him to sit up?

Xie Wanheng stared at Shen Weicang: "Cangcang, I want to hug you."

The person in front of him was the sweetheart he had waited so long for. His love for her was even stronger, and the affection in his eyes almost flowed out.

Shen Weicang pulled the quilt to wipe his palms, then held his hand and looked at him tenderly: "Wanheng, how can I hold you if you lie down? Just listen to Zhong Ying and have a good rest."

"I'm getting better."

Xie Wanheng did not lie. After the huge and chaotic memory impact, his head no longer hurt much.

But realizing how gentle Cang Cang was to him when he was sick, he couldn't help but be greedy for this tenderness and weakly held her hand:

"If Cang Cang could hug me and kiss me, I would get better faster."

Shen Weicang glanced at the sweat on his face with disdain, and complained with a look of disapproval: "Wan Heng, what are you thinking about? It's really embarrassing to think about these things when you are sick."

Zhong Ying realized that his presence was inappropriate and quickly retreated.

Xie Wanheng said coquettishly: "But I feel so bad in the head now, if Cang Cang kiss me, I will feel better faster."

Shen Weicang changed the subject: "Why do you suddenly have a headache? You were fine just now."

She looked into Xie Wanheng's eyes. The eyes that originally showed a bit of youthful spirit now became much deeper and more curious.

What happened in just half an hour?

Xie Wanheng looked at her gently: "Maybe it's because I caught a cold last night. I feel a little unwell today."

He didn't want Cang Cang to know those things. She was so fragile. If she knew, she would definitely think too much and be worried and upset. It was better not to know.

Shen Weicang subconsciously stepped back, his face alert: "Wan Heng, are you catching a cold?"

Her little action made Xie Wanheng chuckle. How could Cang Cang be so cute?

"Don't worry, Cang Cang, I didn't catch a cold," he explained, "It's just that the evil wind may have entered my body, so I have a headache. I feel much better after seeing you."

As he spoke, he sat up easily without supporting himself on the bed, and was about to say something while holding Shen Weicang's hand when Zhong Ying's voice was heard outside the door.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Yi and the Imperial Master. My young master is ill and cannot meet guests. I hope His Royal Highness and the Imperial Master will forgive me."

Yan Qizhao's disgusting voice rang out: "My cousin is ill, so I naturally have to pay more attention to him, and specially invite the national teacher to treat him."

Zhong Ying was a little confused: "How did your highness know that my young master was sick?"

Tan Yuan simply raised his hand and pressed it on his arm to separate him, then pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhong Ying immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Master, my young master really..."

Xie Wanheng's cold voice sounded: "You go out first."

Shen Weicang stood up and looked at the two of them in surprise: "Your Highness Prince Yi, Tan Yuan, why are you here?"

After such a long time, he finally saw his sweetheart again, and Yan Qizhao was reluctant to blink.

Shen Weicang was wearing a snow-blue dress with a circle of white fluff on the collar and cuffs. Pearl earrings of the same color swayed slightly with her movements, and together with the fur collar, her small face looked like a jade lotus.

The bright eyes were also looking at him, making his heart beat very fast.

Yan Qizhao was about to speak when he felt excited and nervous, and trembled. He was so overwhelmed with emotions that he could hardly utter a word.

Tan Yuan casually walked in front of him and blocked him: "Cang Cang, I'm here to treat Xie Wanheng."

He reached out and held Shen Weicang's hand:

"Your hands are a little cold. Are you cold? The weather is bad today. It's going to snow soon. Come back to Chaoyun Garden. I'm here."

Xie Wanheng was so angry that someone seduced his fiancée in front of him. Tan Yuan thought he was a vixen. Where did he get his confidence from? !

Yan Qizhao clenched his fists and coughed: "Cang Cang, I..."

Tan Yuan was always blocking him intentionally or unintentionally. When Yan Qizhao moved to the left, he would stand to the left casually. When Yan Qizhao moved to the right, he would move to the right.

What the two were wearing today was also interesting, one in black and the other in white, and they were about the same height. When Shen Weicang tilted his head to look, he could only see the fox fur coat and a corner of Yan Qizhao's clothes.