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"Get out!" Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly smashed the jewelry box on the dresser and scared the little girl to leave the bedroom.
After Zhuang Xiaoyu finished grooming, the nurse brought the food in.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the furnishings at home. The old long table was replaced by a round table, and all the stools in the bedroom were replaced by rattan chairs
The furnishings in the house are familiar and strange.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the table full of food, lack of interest, picked up chopsticks and held a crystal pill. She only felt dull and tasteless, and there was an unprovoked earthy smell, which made her stomach churn and uncomfortable.
Zhuang Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks and looked at the nursing mother: "what's in this room is changed by Qin Wuyan?"
"Yes." the nurse looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu and asked carefully, "Miss, are you frightened by what happened last night?"
What happened last night?
Zhuang Xiaoyu recalled that he didn't seem to be very afraid. A person who put life and death aside and his relatives are about to die seems to have little nostalgia for living.
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head.
The nursing mother sighed: "the eldest lady is now your priest's wife. There are still people trying to assassinate you. It's bold."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't want to hear these words. Looking at the table full of favorite meals, he had no appetite. Finally, he scooped a mouthful of soup and tasted it.
Nanny wanted to stop Zhuang Xiaoyu: "it seems that there are a few more drops of vinegar in this bowl of soup. It may be sour."
The soup had entered Zhuang Xiaoyu's mouth. Her tasteless tip of the tongue finally had some more taste. She simply scooped a bowl of pickled bamboo shoots soup and soaked it in white rice: "this bowl of sour bamboo shoots soup is well cooked."
When the nurse saw that she was happy to eat, she was surprised and asked, "has the eldest lady's taste changed recently?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't think much and answered casually, "probably. I'm tired of the old taste. It's normal to change a new taste."
The nurse gave her a deep look and stopped talking.
After eating, Zhuang Xiaoyu stood in the yard to bask in the sun and stared at the flower beds in the garden in a daze. The hydrangea bloomed and looked very beautiful in clusters.
Qin Wuyan stood behind the half open window and looked at her quietly.
The wind began to blow and tangled her hair.
Qin Wuyan was afraid that she would be frozen. He took his cloak and hurried behind her and put it on her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and saw that the visitor was Qin Wuyan. He stepped back to avoid his touch, threw his cloak on the ground and raised his feet out of the courtyard.
Qin Wuyan leaned over to pick up his cloak and chased after her: "Xiaoyu, where are you going?"
"Out of the house." Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet and stepped out of the threshold: "go to the saint's palace."
As soon as the voice fell, Qin Wuyan held his wrist: "it's not safe outside, just stay in the priest's house."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to take his wrist out of Qin Wuyan's grip. The man grabbed it too firmly and didn't move. Zhuang Xiaoyu was angry: "my life is mine, not yours."
Qin Wuyan was angry: "I don't agree with you to go out."
"Ho", the cold light flashed, and the dagger pulled out of Zhuang Xiaoyu's cuff and hit Qin Wuyan's neck, "let go of me."
Qin Wuyan not only didn't flinch, but instead took a step towards Zhuang Xiaoyu. The sharp blade pierced Qin Wuyan's neck. The blood flowed down his neck and dyed the man's moon white shirt red.
Qin Wuyan's expression remained unchanged, his eyebrows and eyes did not fluctuate, his voice was warm, and he was full of temptation and Persuasion: "Xiaoyu, just stay in the house and let you go out when Weifu finds out the mastermind behind the death last night, okay?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu was silent.
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"Get out!" Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly smashed the jewelry box on the dresser and scared the little girl to leave the bedroom.
After Zhuang Xiaoyu finished grooming, the nurse brought the food in.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the furnishings at home. The old long table was replaced by a round table, and all the stools in the bedroom were replaced by rattan chairs
The furnishings in the house are familiar and strange.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the table full of food, lack of interest, picked up chopsticks and held a crystal pill. She only felt dull and tasteless, and there was an unprovoked earthy smell, which made her stomach churn and uncomfortable.
Zhuang Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks and looked at the nursing mother: "what's in this room is changed by Qin Wuyan?"
"Yes." the nurse looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu and asked carefully, "Miss, are you frightened by what happened last night?"
What happened last night?
Zhuang Xiaoyu recalled that he didn't seem to be very afraid. A person who put life and death aside and his relatives are about to die seems to have little nostalgia for living.
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head.
The nursing mother sighed: "the eldest lady is now your priest's wife. There are still people trying to assassinate you. It's bold."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't want to hear these words. Looking at the table full of favorite meals, he had no appetite. Finally, he scooped a mouthful of soup and tasted it.
Nanny wanted to stop Zhuang Xiaoyu: "it seems that there are a few more drops of vinegar in this bowl of soup. It may be sour."
The soup had entered Zhuang Xiaoyu's mouth. Her tasteless tip of the tongue finally had some more taste. She simply scooped a bowl of pickled bamboo shoots soup and soaked it in white rice: "this bowl of sour bamboo shoots soup is well cooked."
When the nurse saw that she was happy to eat, she was surprised and asked, "has the eldest lady's taste changed recently?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't think much and answered casually, "probably. I'm tired of the old taste. It's normal to change a new taste."
The nurse gave her a deep look and stopped talking.
After eating, Zhuang Xiaoyu stood in the yard to bask in the sun and stared at the flower beds in the garden in a daze. The hydrangea bloomed and looked very beautiful in clusters.
Qin Wuyan stood behind the half open window and looked at her quietly.
The wind began to blow and tangled her hair.
Qin Wuyan was afraid that she would be frozen. He took his cloak and hurried behind her and put it on her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and saw that the visitor was Qin Wuyan. He stepped back to avoid his touch, threw his cloak on the ground and raised his feet out of the courtyard.
Qin Wuyan leaned over to pick up his cloak and chased after her: "Xiaoyu, where are you going?"
"Out of the house." Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet and stepped out of the threshold: "go to the saint's palace."
As soon as the voice fell, Qin Wuyan held his wrist: "it's not safe outside, just stay in the priest's house."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to take his wrist out of Qin Wuyan's grip. The man grabbed it too firmly and didn't move. Zhuang Xiaoyu was angry: "my life is mine, not yours."
Qin Wuyan was angry: "I don't agree with you to go out."
"Ho", the cold light flashed, and the dagger pulled out of Zhuang Xiaoyu's cuff and hit Qin Wuyan's neck, "let go of me."
Qin Wuyan not only didn't flinch, but instead took a step towards Zhuang Xiaoyu. The sharp blade pierced Qin Wuyan's neck. The blood flowed down his neck and dyed the man's moon white shirt red.
Qin Wuyan's expression remained unchanged, his eyebrows and eyes did not fluctuate, his voice was warm, and he was full of temptation and Persuasion: "Xiaoyu, just stay in the house and let you go out when Weifu finds out the mastermind behind the death last night, okay?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu was silent.
"Get out!" Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly smashed the jewelry box on the dresser and scared the little girl to leave the bedroom.After Zhuang Xiaoyu finished grooming, the nurse brought the food in.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the furnishings at home. The old long table was replaced by a round table, and all the stools in the bedroom were replaced by rattan chairsThe furnishings in the house are familiar and strange.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the table full of food, lack of interest, picked up chopsticks and held a crystal pill. She only felt dull and tasteless, and there was an unprovoked earthy smell, which made her stomach churn and uncomfortable.Zhuang Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks and looked at the nursing mother: "what's in this room is changed by Qin Wuyan?""Yes." the nurse looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu and asked carefully, "Miss, are you frightened by what happened last night?"What happened last night?Zhuang Xiaoyu recalled that he didn't seem to be very afraid. A person who put life and death aside and his relatives are about to die seems to have little nostalgia for living.Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head.The nursing mother sighed: "the eldest lady is now your priest's wife. There are still people trying to assassinate you. It's bold."Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't want to hear these words. Looking at the table full of favorite meals, he had no appetite. Finally, he scooped a mouthful of soup and tasted it.Nanny wanted to stop Zhuang Xiaoyu: "it seems that there are a few more drops of vinegar in this bowl of soup. It may be sour."The soup had entered Zhuang Xiaoyu's mouth. Her tasteless tip of the tongue finally had some more taste. She simply scooped a bowl of pickled bamboo shoots soup and soaked it in white rice: "this bowl of sour bamboo shoots soup is well cooked."When the nurse saw that she was happy to eat, she was surprised and asked, "has the eldest lady's taste changed recently?"Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't think much and answered casually, "probably. I'm tired of the old taste. It's normal to change a new taste."The nurse gave her a deep look and stopped talking.After eating, Zhuang Xiaoyu stood in the yard to bask in the sun and stared at the flower beds in the garden in a daze. The hydrangea bloomed and looked very beautiful in clusters.Qin Wuyan stood behind the half open window and looked at her quietly.The wind began to blow and tangled her hair.Qin Wuyan was afraid that she would be frozen. He took his cloak and hurried behind her and put it on her.Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and saw that the visitor was Qin Wuyan. He stepped back to avoid his touch, threw his cloak on the ground and raised his feet out of the courtyard.Qin Wuyan leaned over to pick up his cloak and chased after her: "Xiaoyu, where are you going?""Out of the house." Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet and stepped out of the threshold: "go to the saint's palace."As soon as the voice fell, Qin Wuyan held his wrist: "it's not safe outside, just stay in the priest's house."Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to take his wrist out of Qin Wuyan's grip. The man grabbed it too firmly and didn't move. Zhuang Xiaoyu was angry: "my life is mine, not yours."Qin Wuyan was angry: "I don't agree with you to go out.""Ho", the cold light flashed, and the dagger pulled out of Zhuang Xiaoyu's cuff and hit Qin Wuyan's neck, "let go of me."Qin Wuyan not only didn't flinch, but instead took a step towards Zhuang Xiaoyu. The sharp blade pierced Qin Wuyan's neck. The blood flowed down his neck and dyed the man's moon white shirt red.Qin Wuyan's expression remained unchanged, his eyebrows and eyes did not fluctuate, his voice was warm, and he was full of temptation and Persuasion: "Xiaoyu, just stay in the house and let you go out when Weifu finds out the mastermind behind the death last night, okay?"Zhuang Xiaoyu was silent.
