Poor family rebirth girl

Chapter 158 The Enemy's Road is Narrow (1)

In fact, Su Ya has been wondering: Why did Shen Huai make it clear that he didn't want to see Song Jin, but repeatedly allowed Song Jin to stay?

Obviously, when he moved into Zhou's house, he had already become suspicious of Song Jin. Although he saw through Su Ya's disguise at that time, he didn't allow Su Ya to tell Song Jin;

Later, Song Jin seemed to be in Shen Huai's sight all the time when he was surrounded in the Town God's Temple and the wonton stall outside the Su's courtyard. Even the eunuch's identity was exposed because of Shen Huai's compulsion.

Thinking about it carefully, Shen Huai treats Song Jin like a cat teasing a mouse. He only puts the mouse under his eyelids, pushes, teases, and plays hard-to-catch games - spending so much time and energy, Shen Huai What exactly do you want to do?
Su Ya always felt that something was wrong, so she asked, "Where is Song Jin now?"

"Of course it's in Huai'an City." Shen Huai supported his head with his hands, with a tired expression on his face, "Don't worry, I don't care about killing him now."

Su Ya said: "I just want to ask him face to face if he really wants to take my internal strength."

"Okay, don't worry," Shen Huai tugged on Su Ya's sleeve, pulled her to sit down, then put his head on her neck, closed his eyes and said, "If he can pick it up again from Li Zheng Take back a life, and I will help you settle the score with him..."

Song Jin and Li Zheng?
Su Ya was surprised: "What do you mean, how could they fight?"

"Headache," Shen Huai frowned and complained, "My eyes are spinning, why are you only asking about other people's affairs?"

"Is it so uncomfortable?" Su Ya's guilt doubled in an instant, "I'll help you go to the house and call Uncle Liu."

"Don't go, just rest here for a while, the room is tide."

I don't know how many years the hut has been vacant, but there is always a smell, and the incense has no effect for a while.

"But you suffered an internal injury just now," Su Ya carefully tried to push Shen Huai up, "I have to let Uncle Liu take a look."

"No... I can't go anymore..." Shen Huai said vaguely, "Song Jin is another group of people who chased and killed Liu Sandian, you can ask Gao Jun..."

The ending was still dragging, and the person fell asleep.

Su Ya couldn't wake him up, and was worried.His body is indeed getting weaker and weaker. What's going on?
When he was treated in the hands of Dr. Zhang next year, he said that it could be delayed for three months. Why is it now in the hands of Liu Sandian, who is more proficient in medicine and poison, but there seems to be no sign of improvement?

Shen Huai has long hands and feet, and his muscles are as strong as sculptures. He usually looks tall and slender, but after relaxing, he really has some weight. Su Ya had no choice but to support himself as he did in the carriage before.

The two of them just sat by the water of Taohuaxi, and more than half an hour passed, and Su Ya endured like a year, full of anxiety.

Shen Huai's life is naturally more important than the grievances between Song Jin, Li Zheng and Liu Sandian, but just now he mentioned the hypothesis "if Zangchun can't detoxify", Su Ya can't figure it out: I don't know whether it is just out of intention or intentional refer to?
Shen Huai must have something to hide from her.

"high and steep……"

Finally, when Gao Jun found him, he carried Shen Huai on his back and walked in front, Su Ya followed step by step: "There is something, Shen Huai said that I can ask you."

Gao Jun slowed down, nodded and said, "You want to ask Song Jin?"

"Correct."

Gao Jun answered very simply: "If it's not as you expected, Song Jin has already met Li Zheng at this time."

He was right, at this moment, Song Jin had fallen into Li Zheng's encirclement.

The stair passage of Qingfeng Building was filled with officers and soldiers, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Xia Qingfeng struggled to get up from the red tent, saluted Li Zheng who had rushed straight into her bedroom, and said, "I'm sick, and I couldn't meet him far away. Please forgive me, Lord Guardian."

"It's easy to say, I don't blame you." Li Zheng walked around the room with a smile on his face, "Our family came here today to invite Master Xia to appreciate a painting."

"Thank you, Lord Guardian, for your praise. It's just that there are too many talented people in Huai'an City to list them all. Qingfeng Tower has always only waited for female guests..."

"What's the rush, Master Xia? Why don't you take a look at my painting first?"

As soon as Li Zheng stretched out his hand, someone put a scroll into his hand. He patted the scroll and said to Xia Qingfeng, "Come on, Mr. Xia, take a few steps forward and let's share the reward."

The old eunuch had delicate skin and tender flesh, and was as kind as an old woman, but at this moment, his smile was vague, indescribably wretched.

Xia Qingfeng's high collar protected the pinch marks on his neck, and because he couldn't figure out Li Zheng's intentions, he was a little flustered for a while.

At this time, Li Zheng had already pulled the scroll apart.

"Yo, yo, yo," Li Zheng shook his head and exclaimed, "Look at these loving eyes, look at this pair of painted red lips, it's really a fairy-like appearance! Master Xia, take a look, don't you?"

Xia Qingfeng tried his best to press the wound, but he had to look over it, and was startled at a glance.

It is true that the person on the scroll has a romantic and good-looking appearance, but the charm of his eyebrows and eyes is very similar to that of Song Jin.

No, look at that attire, it's a portrait of Song Jin at all!

Li Zheng looked at Xia Qingfeng's reaction with a smile: "Our family is right, such a beautiful appearance, I am stunned by Xia Qingfeng."

"Lord Xia," Li Zheng tossed the scroll into the hand of the attendant next to him and clapped his hands, "I heard that you know this person? How about looking for it for our family?"

Xia Qingfeng's thoughts changed sharply, and he finally lowered his eyes and said: "The guardian is joking, I can only appreciate a few strokes of ink, but I am not good at judging people..."

"Hehe, since that's the case, our family looked for it by ourselves—" Li Zheng waved to his subordinates, "Search!"

Xia Qingfeng stood proudly, looked down at the ground, and asked softly: "Master Guardian, is there something negligent in my concubine, and my sincerity to respect you is not enough?"

"Hey, no, don't think about it," Li Zheng sat down on the chair, "You have always been sensible, and our family will take care of it."

care?What kind of bullshit care is this?
Xia Qingfeng clenched his fists in his sleeves, knowing that he might not be good today, "I am really not good at remembering people, I just vaguely feel like I have seen it somewhere, but I haven't seen it when I think about it... You know, Qingfenglou teaches piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for the female family members of various prefectures, and the female guests come and go, and they have met so many people that it is really difficult to remember everyone."

She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, hoping that Li Zheng would not search too much for the sake of Qingfenglou's wide range of friends.

The pain in her body was like a bunch of needles being tied up, it was numb, this old monster, sooner or later she was going to get rid of him!

I only hope that Song Jin can get out of trouble smoothly, otherwise, if this old eunuch catches her, she will have to risk her life and all the arrangements that she has painstakingly made will be in vain.

Li Zheng looked at Xia Qingfeng dissatisfied, "Okay, then you can wait here with our family - our family won't believe it: digging three feet into the ground, you can't dig up this evildoer!"

——In fact, why dig three feet into the ground?
You only need to raise your head three feet, and Song Jin is in the attic above. Facing the bronze mirror, she carefully smoothed the edges of the human skin mask until she was sure that no flaws would be easily exposed. Then she picked up a tray and opened it. The door goes out.

If Su Ya were here, she would be amazed: this figure is so similar to Grandma Sun as if it has always been the same.

(End of this chapter)