Ninety-nine pretty daughter-in-law has space

Chapter 362 Ayin, come here (fourth more)

Concubine Su pressed her dizzy head, got off the ground, opened the door and went out.

The environment outside the courtyard is fresh and elegant. The pruned peach trees are clean. On both sides of the stone-paved path, some medicinal plants and some flowers for ornamental purposes are planted.

It's a beautiful view, and it's pleasing to the eye.

It was one of her old favorites.

But that was also in the past.

She had never seen this place before, and it was still very strange.

This is Shen Zhinian's place?
Just as he was thinking about it, he noticed a person under the peach tree, with soft eyebrows, picking up the medicine dregs and carefully putting them on a piece of white cloth.

Quietly, with soft eyes, a thin blanket was placed on his lap, and there was no sign of aggression at all.

"Why don't you take a longer rest?" Shen Zhinian tilted his head, looking at her tenderly.

"It's time for me to go back." Concubine Su looked at him neither far nor near, and glanced at his hand inadvertently, neither cold nor indifferent, but extremely vigilant in her heart.

She couldn't let him see that she was different.

Whether he remembers or not.

Now she must not be able to deal with him.

He is a vicious wolf in sheep's clothing, and if he is not careful, he will be bitten to a bloody mess.

"It's already noon, you haven't taken your medicine or eaten, so stay and eat before leaving." Shen Zhinian pushed the wheelchair, holding a white bowl in his hand.

The appearance is like a moon, gentle and respectful, and there is a gentleness in every gesture.

In the past, no matter how you say it, he was the eldest son of a distinguished family.

"No need, I still have a business to cooperate with, thank you for your help." Concubine Su didn't have the time to ask how he saved herself, she just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

She hasn't gone back for so long, the third master must be anxious.

"My concubine."

As soon as he took a step, he called her gently again.

Concubine Su immediately stopped her feet. He called out this familiar address with an unhurried gentleness.

She clenched her fingers slowly, and when she turned around, her expression was calm and unsteady.

Shen Zhinian smiled slightly: "Can I call you that?"

He had already come to her and gave her the medicine bowl, with a kind of gentleness that could not be refused, "If you don't stay to eat, you have to clean up the remaining poison in your body. Being poisoned is not a joke."

Concubine Su stared at the medicine for a while, hesitated for a while, and was still vigilant.

Hearing what he said, she found that her head began to dizzy again, and she also noticed that there was a toxin in her body.

If you don't understand, you can't walk a few steps, and you will fall down again.

She really wanted to refuse, but she still didn't know what to do with her hands, and instinctively took the bowl of medicine, as if, if she didn't reject him, she should listen to him.

Concubine Su was conscious but still sober. She slowly put it between her nose and sniffed it carefully, but found nothing abnormal.

At this moment, he couldn't make him suspicious, so he had to drink it slowly.

Shen Zhinian watched her drink the bowl of medicine tenderly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Concubine Su finished drinking the medicine, handed him the bowl, wiped her mouth, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Goodbye."

Su Yu turned around and left.

"A Yin."

Before he could take a step, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, accompanied by an ethereal snapping of fingers.

Shen Zhinian raised his eyes slightly, looking at the woman who had stopped, she turned around slowly, her eyes gradually fell on him.

In the eyes, there was a bit of doubt, and in the dark and cunning, there was a bit of puzzlement.

Just like a little girl.

Confused, innocent, but the purest.

"Ayin, come here." Jiang Wuheng beckoned to her, his brow bones were still tender and tender.

Concubine Su walked towards him slowly, the confusion in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she became somewhat sober, her lips moved, and she seemed to call out instinctively: "You..."

"Brother Wuheng..."

(End of this chapter)