He is delusional

Chapter 542 is always useful to him

Chen Moqian raised his head lightly.

"My father called me and said that there has been heavy rain in Jincheng for the past few days, and the roof of the main hall where the memorial tablets are stored in Jixiang Temple was struck by lightning. I didn't pick up Li Ningxi's memorial tablet, are you going to get it?" Cheng Nian wanted to say.

Chen Moqian paused: "I am like this now, how can I go back?"

"Then I'll ask my dad to bring it back for you?"

"It's just a natural accident, Kichijoji will handle it properly, let her stay there."

Cheng Nian wanted to close her eyes, to cover the pool of stagnant eyes, and also to cover a crazy decision hidden in them, she only said to herself - she gave him a chance.

Sister-in-law Song lifted the curtain, first took a look at Cheng Nianxiang who had a weird face, and then said to Chen Moqian: "Second young master, Miss Yuanye vomited out everything she ate in the morning."

Chen Moqian immediately stood up clutching his wound, passed Cheng Nianxiang, walked out of the tent, and headed for Yuanye.

Maybe because of vomiting just now, Yuanye's face, which had been pale for the past few days, turned rosy. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan also wanted to laugh when she heard this: "What's the matter? You asked me? Didn't you give me the medicine? You couldn't believe it when the medicine took effect? ​​Little cousin, am I going to vomit blood next? Am I going to die? gone?"

She called him little cousin again, the last time she called him to confuse him, this time it was sarcasm.

Chen Moqian pursed his dry and pale lips and turned a deaf ear: "Let me take a look for you."

He went to take her pulse. The medicine did not have the side effect of making people vomit, but it does not rule out that everyone has different resistance to the medicine.

Yuan also directly put her hands back, lay down, and said, "No need, just die, just like you said, Yuchi is already dead, and it's meaningless for me to live alone. It's disgusting, but I want to be buried with you, that’s fine, I’ll be buried with you so that I will remember you even more, and I will never meet you again in my next life.”

Chen Moqian still grabbed her hand to feel her pulse, coldly but decisively: "We will definitely meet again in the next life."

Ibi didn't bother to answer his words.

There was another indistinct sound of music in the distance, and Yuan Ye's eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you still have leisure time to dance?"

Chen Moqian listened and smiled lightly: "It's the Nice Carnival, and there is a small inhabited island closest to here celebrating."

"Carnival," Yuan also seemed to be emotional, "I participated in the Venice Carnival in Italy two years ago, and it was very lively." Following the words, she asked, "Can I go and see it?"

Chen Moqian instinctively raised his guard: "Do you want to go?"

Yuan also scoffed: "Could it be that the last days of my life are going to be spent in this broken tent?" As she spoke, she felt nauseous again, pushed Chen Moqian away, lay on the trash can, and continued to vomit. There is nothing, vomiting is also retching.

Chen Moqian didn't know that the medicine would cause her to have this kind of reaction. Seeing her vomit uncomfortably, he called Mrs. Song to pour a glass of water and brought it to her mouth in person: "If you want to go, I will take you there. But Yuan Also, don't play tricks, you can't run out of my palm, Yuchi is dead, big brother is not here, no one can save you."

Yuan also took his water and rinsed his mouth, the corners of his eyes were a little moist because of vomiting, although his face was cold, but it was not lethal: "You don't have to remind me over and over again of the fact that you are controlling me to death, if you are so afraid of me running away, then Don't let me out, let me rot and stink here."

When she wants to stab someone, her words can always be so ugly. Chen Moqian is used to it and doesn't take it seriously: "Why are your clothes so dirty?" He slowly got up and walked out of the tent, "Change clothes, I'll take you go."

Kite also lowered her eyes and held the water glass tightly.

Emotional cards, bitter tricks, are always useful to him.

(End of this chapter)