Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 300 Saving people in the rainy night, seeing Shen Shuyun again
Looking at Shen Shuyun, who was wet all over and was as pitiful and weak as a kitten.

Yan Wanqing felt that today was really a big trouble.

If she is here, then Song Huaxu must be around too.

His obsession with Song Ning is so deep, Shen Shuyun and Song Ning look so perfect, her personal safety must be Song Huaxu's main concern.

A deep look flashed across Yan Wanqing's eyes.

Xiangcheng is too comfortable, she kind of hates herself for being so scheming.

It's just that Song Huaxu was an accomplice to her father's death, and no matter what, she must avenge her revenge.

He would not choose to give up just because Song Huaxu was too powerful.

This Shen Shuyun delivered to her door... Yan Wanqing narrowed her peach blossom eyes, not in vain.

"Why are you in the water?" Yan Wanqing asked.

Shen Shuyun's expression froze when she heard the words, and she finally said softly, "I was pushed down."

"Why?"

"Love and hatred." As soon as Shen Shuyun finished speaking, she felt that the voice of the questioner was very familiar. When she looked up and saw Yan Wanqing's beautiful face, she was dumbfounded: "You, you are the one..."

"Long time no see." Yan Wanqing raised his eyebrows at her.

The cold rain slapped on Shen Shuyun's face, she opened her mouth wide and looked at Yan Wanqing, she was dumbfounded.

Is this the legendary Yuanjia Road Narrow?

"It's raining harder and harder. I'm going back, and you should go back sooner." Yan Wanqing saw her sitting on the ground like a quail, and for a moment she didn't have the possibility to continue asking, so she lifted her foot and was about to leave.

But as soon as he took a step, his legs were hugged.

"Let go." Yan Wanqing said with some disgust: "You wet my skirt."

Shen Shuyun's eyes widened in disbelief, and the resentment of being pushed into the water burst out at this moment: "Do you still have humanity? In your eyes, I am not as important as a skirt?!"

Yan Wanqing sighed: "Why are you so angry?"

Shen Shuyun was furious, grabbed her skirt and stood up with strength. She was half a head shorter than Yan Wanqing: "I don't care, I want to go back with you."

Yan Wanqing was incredible: "Why?"

"You saved me." Shen Shuyun took it for granted: "Save people to the end, and send Buddha to the west."

"You should know that there is a mortal hatred between me and the Guangming Cult. Follow me, aren't you afraid of being expelled by the church?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Shen Shuyun's eyes, but soon she nodded firmly: "Why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up, I'm not afraid, are you afraid?"

"Okay... let's go." Yan Wanqing said helplessly if he insisted on following her.

Shen Shuyun leaned over directly with her whole body, very familiar.

When she was in Mingyue Town, she even pretended to be a little white rabbit. Now that she was just fished out of the river, she was too lazy to pretend anymore, so she stuck to Yan Wanqing tightly.

Yan Wanqing took a breath: "Stay away from me."

"No, it's cold." Shen Shuyun hugged her tightly.

Shen Shuyun abruptly dragged the distance that could be covered by one person by a cup of tea.

In the end, Yan Wanqing couldn't bear it any longer, and she put her arms around her waist and led her up to the teahouse.

The storekeeper saw that Shen Shuyun was wet all over, so he quickly brought some dry and soft cloths for her to wipe.

Yan Wanqing used her body to block the gazes of those male guests who seemed to be passing by.

"Hard work, prepare a carriage." Yan Wanqing took out another ingot of silver.

The shopkeeper knew that she was a distinguished customer long ago, and she was unequivocal. When it came to money, she would give her what she wanted.

Soon the carriage was arranged, and Yan Wanqing asked Shen Shuyun to get on the carriage first, and then got into the carriage after he finished picking up some things he bought.

"Hurry up, it's so cold." Shen Shuyun hid in the corner shivering, the weather in July and August, but the rainy night was still icy cold.

Seeing this, Yan Wanqing was suspicious: "You don't have internal strength?"

Shen Shuyun shook her head with a small white face: "He... didn't teach me."

"Why?" Song Huaxu was never stingy in martial arts.

"Because that woman won't."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Wanqing couldn't ask any more questions.

She felt that what Song Huaxu did in this matter was somewhat despicable.

"Come here." Yan Wanqing hooked her hand.

She was driving, holding the reins.

Shen Shuyun didn't know if she had a fever, and her mind was a little dull. When she realized it, she had already moved to Yan Wanqing's side, and her small face wrinkled into a ball of regret.

Yan Wanqing put a hand on her back gently: "I'll dry it for you first, otherwise you will catch a cold if you continue like this."

When you get home, make a bowl of hot ginger soup for this guy.

Shen Shuyun only felt the warmth on her back, which soon spread to her limbs, and she gradually narrowed her eyes.

After Yan Wanqing withdrew his hand, there was an extra head on his shoulder.

She clicked her tongue and raised her hand to push the head aside.

Soon the carriage arrived at the foothold.

Yan Wanqing looked at Shen Shuyun who was shrunk into a ball, her peach blossom eyes were very deep.

Song Huaxu's second female apprentice is also her junior junior sister.

After thinking about it, she picked him up and walked straight into the door.

Everyone was shocked when they saw her come back with a woman in her arms.

Sun Hongxuan immediately stepped forward and took the person over: "Cousin, what is this?"

"It's just a matter of convenience, take her to take a hot bath, and then drink a bowl of ginger soup." Yan Wanqing was sticky all over, and wanted to go back to the house to wash up: "I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Seeing the tired look in her eyes, Sun Hongxuan had no choice but to hold back the doubts in his heart, and handed Shen Shuyun in his arms to the servants.

A night without dreams.

Yan Wanqing has the habit of waking up early to practice swords, but it rained heavily last night, the ground was very muddy, and there was still rain in the sky. This kind of weather is really not suitable for sword practice.

She simply flipped through the book she bought yesterday.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside.

Yan Lingzhen walked in, holding a bowl of dark soup in her hand: "Sister, did you also fall into the water yesterday?"

"No." Yan Wanqing shook her head.

Yan Lingzhen breathed a sigh of relief, but she still brought the bowl of soup in front of her: "Drink it, the one my sister rescued last night has a high fever."

"Is it serious?" Don't burn to death, Shen Shuyun is of great use to her.

Yan Lingzhen nodded: "I've started talking nonsense, I finally poured some soup and medicine down, and even vomited my cousin all over."

"Sun Hongxuan is looking after her?" Yan Wanqing raised her eyebrows: "When did he become so warm-hearted?"

I have never seen Sun Hongxuan so active on weekdays.

Could it be that Shen Shuyun fell in love with him?

Can't.

The color of my fifth younger sister is much prettier than this little cabbage.

Is Sun Hongxuan blind?
Yan Wanqing frowned slightly.

How did Yan Lingzhen know, she pouted her mouth: "Sister, drink the medicine quickly, don't take the wind and cold seriously just because of your high martial arts."

"Okay, okay." Yan Wanqing didn't dare to reject her Xiaoliu, she picked up the soup bowl and drank it down, her brows wrinkled in bitterness.

(End of this chapter)