Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1250 I want to commit the following crime

Wen Rong's eyes suddenly darkened. He slowly opened the jar and ate four or five pills in a row, as if he was invisibly objecting to Kamakura's words.

Kamakura pursed his lips slightly and his temples twitched slightly.

He now wants to know how to stop Lie Jiuqing from continuing to coddle Wen Rong.

If Lie Jiuqing continues to behave like this, Kamakura will have no choice but to do the following and let them get married as soon as possible.

For the next period of time, Wen Rong was very quiet, as if he had completely calmed down and was no longer affected by the violent internal force.

The sky was darkening little by little, and the strong wind was sweeping away the frozen snow on the ground. The cold air hit my face, making people shiver.

Huayi stood outside the courtyard, looking up at the thick dark clouds, trying to see some light from the darkness.

Shuyi came over with tea soup and handed it to her, "There are other people here. You can go down and have a rest."

A few days ago, Huayi watched helplessly as Lie Jiuqing was kidnapped. Although he was cooperating with her in acting, she still seemed to have received some blows.

Huayi was in a very depressed mood and spoke less than before.

During the trials of prisoners in the West Factory, her methods were more brutal than before.

There had long been complaints against Xichang in the court. Qinyi found out that she was not in a good mood, so she asked her to stay in Chitose Mansion for the time being, and told Shuyi to take more care of her.

Huayi took the tea soup handed over by Shuyi, said thank you in a low voice and drank it silently.

Shuyi turned his head and saw that her eyebrows were dim and she was not angry at all. He couldn't help but sigh, "If the young lady knows that you are unhappy because of her, she will definitely blame herself."

Hearing this, Huayi whispered: "I'm not unhappy."

Among the four people, Huayi is the only one who doesn't get along well with others. She only needs to deal with the prisoners and let them expose everything.

She is a deadpool, and she doesn't have many emotions. Ever since she followed Lie Jiuqing, her face always showed a little bit of rare loneliness.

After leaving Lie Jiuqing and returning to Qiantose Mansion, she became even more obvious.Shuyi smiled and touched her head, "My lady cherishes her life more than you and I. How could she take the risk if she wasn't completely sure? Didn't you already know about the trip to the north? Since you know, why are you still trying to make things difficult for yourself? ?”

Huayi lowered her eyes and looked at the steam rising from the tea soup, "I can't always protect her well."

She closed her fingertips and her voice was harsh, "She is always hurt and never gets better."

As she spoke, she trembled a little, "Qiantose Master is most afraid that the young lady will get hurt..."

Shuyi rubbed her head hard, Huayi was stunned and raised her eyes blankly, "Third brother, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Third Brother, Shuyi raised his eyebrows slightly, "The last time you called me that, was it when you were so young?"

He gestured on his waist, "When you were just a little old, you were afraid of the boss and the second child, so you cried and called me third brother every day."

Huayi heard her own dark history and said uncomfortably: "How many years ago did it happen, and you still mention it?"

Seeing that she had regained some energy, Shuyi smiled heartily and said, "Who asked us to just have you as a little sister? It hurts. Of course, we must remember everything carefully. This is a lifetime wealth."

When Huayi heard this kind of words before, she would only listen to them once. Now that she heard them, she felt her heart soften slightly, with an indescribable warmth.

She pressed her chest in discomfort and said in a muffled voice: "If you want to remember, just remember something good. Don't remember all these things."

Shuyi asked curiously: "Are you shy?"

Huayi drank the tea soup in one gulp and gave him the soup bowl, "You go back, I'm going on patrol."

Shuyi had a headache, "obediently, you go and have a rest. It will be someone else tonight."

I was very reluctant to paint, but in the end I couldn't resist my calligraphy, so I had to go back to rest.

In the early morning, Chitose Mansion fell into deep silence, and a figure disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)