Crown Prince's Concubine [Completed]

C103.1 Extra 3.1

Chapter 103.1

Li Wenjian rubbed his temples. He squatted in front of Zhao Heng, lifting her face to look at her, and said kindly, "Ah Heng, I'm only fourteen this year, just less than six years older than you. You can't call me uncle."

Zhao Heng stared at him in astonishment. He was only fourteen?

The grandson of the village elder was also fourteen this year, always climbing trees to catch birds or going to the river to catch fish. He always brought a group of children to chase her, calling her names. Each time, it made her so angry.

She thought all fourteen-year-old boys were as annoying as him. But this person was so clean and composed, like moonlight, exuding a sense of stability even more than the village schoolteacher.

He was only fourteen?

After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Heng nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Shulang."

Li Wenjian glanced at her and said, "Good girl."

Zhao Heng, tilting her head, secretly glanced at him. "You're happy when I call you brother, aren't you?"

Her tone was very certain.

Li Wenjian raised a hand and touched her wet head, "Yes, very happy."

Avoiding his touch, Zhao Heng, who had arrived drenched in rain, feared dirtying his clean clothes.

"I should go back," she said.

Li Wenjian listened to the wind and rain outside and furrowed his brow, "It's already dark."

The wind kept blowing in through the open door. Zhao Heng, soaked through, trembled imperceptibly. "It shouldn't have taken this long, but I got lost in the city and took a while to find my way here."

Li Wenjian glanced at the shivering Zhao Heng and had an oversized towel brought to wrap around her.

"Why did you come to find me?" His tone was slightly bright.

He thought she would never come to him.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Heng tightly clutched the towel with both hands. She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "I know you came to see me, and the doctor who came to the village clinic was also sent by you, right?"

Li Wenjian looked at the small, damp Zhao Heng in front of him, his eyes showing some surprise.

His ears turned slightly red, and he awkwardly said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"I could smell it." Zhao Heng looked at him earnestly. "After each time you came, there was your scent in my room. The doctor at the clinic also carried your scent."

Li Wenjian's face flushed, quickly turning away to look at the flickering light under the eaves, feeling a bit embarrassed to be caught.

The light cast his silhouette, the long, dense feathers of his eyelashes trembling lightly. In a daze, Zhao Heng almost thought she had guessed wrong.

She quickly lowered her head. Then she heard Li Wenjian say, "I just came to check if you were taking your medicine properly."

"That explains it," Zhao Heng said, pursing her lips. "I wake up every morning with a bitter taste in my mouth."

Li Wenjian said softly, "I'm sorry."

Zhao Heng's lips curved slightly, "You're not a bad person, are you?"

Li Wenjian asked, "Why would you think I'm a bad person?"

Feeling a sense of shame for suspecting a good person, Zhao Heng said softly, "I thought you wanted to deceive me and use my heart as medicine."