Ninety-nine pretty daughter-in-law has space

Chapter 359
In the secluded small courtyard, the branches of the unflowered peach trees were pruned to reveal neat cuts, and two or three trees stood alone in the courtyard.

There are a few clusters of small yellow and white flowers under the peach tree, the size of a fingernail, and the green leaves are slender, and the wind blows gently, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Everything is neatly organized.

Next to the peach tree was a table built of stones, and there was a medicine stove, in which medicine was being boiled. A long, fair and slender but mutilated hand lifted the lid and looked at the medicine inside.

The steam was steaming, and the mist rose little by little, revealing the white and cool skin behind the mist.

Not far away is a room, looking in through the window, you can still see a woman lying inside.

He slowly closed the lid, glanced at the window, and remembered how he just met her last night.

The girl hurriedly, with some sweat on her face, pale and anxious, rushed towards him unsuspectingly, and threw herself into his arms.

It hit his heart.

Like a moth to a flame, throwing itself into a snare.

But it was like a long-lost lover who finally returned to his arms.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and let her grab the skirt of his shirt, looking at the pale little face that was dreaming and anxious, and slowly raised up, countless surprises, fears and shocks flashed in those eyes.

That momentary change can't fool anyone.

He slowly pushed the wheelchair, picked up the dry branches that had been cut off from the ground, and looked at them in the palm of his hand, with a trace of real tenderness in his gentle eyes: "My niece, you are back..."

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When Su Yu woke up, it was almost noon.

She pressed her head and it hurt a little.

It felt like a dream, in which she was on the run.

Being chased and running, never ending.

However, it seemed that she met someone later and saved her.

How to save her?
That person... who is it?

Concubine Su rubbed her head and stood up, looking at the strange room, she couldn't help frowning.

creak.

Someone pushed in the door.

Su Yu's eyes were drawn to him, and they first landed on his wheelchair's feet.

Then, there was his pair of white and cool hands, holding a white bowl in which the medicine was steaming.

Slowly going up, there is a soft white neck above his white sweater, and then up, there is a pair of light and cool lips, the corners of which are slightly curved, as if smiling.

Finally, those eyes with a soft smile and the light-colored browbones, illuminated by the gentle light, look even more beautiful like a moon.

All these perfect parts add up, all the tenderness is on him, and then...

It completely overlapped with the face from last night!
Concubine Su's eyes trembled slightly, her pupils shrank, a flash of panic flashed, and with hatred, she quietly grasped the quilt with her fingers.

This is not a dream!

Everything about last night was true!

She tried her best to hide her emotions, not to look at that face, and clutched the quilt tightly to make herself look less abnormal.

"Are you awake?" Shen Zhinian slowly pushed the wheelchair over, looked at the person on the bed, spoke softly, his eyes were so gentle.

He put the bowl in her hand.

Concubine Su didn't know why, but before she recovered, she held the bowl, pursed her lips, her complexion turned pale.

She stared at his face for a while, tried her best to overcome the discomfort in her heart, hid her trembling hands behind the quilt, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, tried her best to look calm, and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

Shen Zhinian looked at her hidden hand calmly, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he stretched out his hand to her, "Hello, my name is Shen Zhinian, one leaf knows autumn, long months and deep years."

(End of this chapter)