Conspiracy

Chapter 82

"What happened? Who did it?!"

Only she can bully her people, others don't even have a window!

Mo Shen told the ins and outs of the future, "That person is the Taoist priest who always wanted to capture Brother Yin when he was in Luming Mountain."

"What does a Taoist monk who catches monsters kill Xiao Chuhong?"

"That bad guy didn't want to kill him! He wanted to completely destroy General Xiao's legs! Different from the previous assassins, he clearly wanted to make him miserable." Mo Chen Ying pursed her lips and said indignantly.

Su Zhen stroked her chin with her fingers, and thought carefully, "If this is the case, then it is not a power struggle, but a deep hatred. Could it be that you are from Xiliang?"

Su Zhen lowered her eyes in deep thought, and looked at Yin Shen after a while, "Little Shen Shen, can you still concoct that kind of medicine that can make people lose consciousness temporarily?"

Yin Shen asked without thinking, "Who are you trying to harm?"

Su Zhen spat at him in her heart, resisting the urge to scold him, "It's for Xiao Chuhong, not for him!"

"You were too kind to him."

After saying that, Yin Shen flew back to Su Zhen's wrist without replying.

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Su Zhen touched her cheek in embarrassment, looked at Mo Chen, "Shen Chen, is that really the case?"

Her head was like pounding garlic, and she nodded vigorously a few times.

"Why don't I think so?! Obviously it's just mutual benefit."

"Don't deceive yourself, he doesn't need your protection, and he's not as weak as you think. What's more, it's not easy."

After Mo Sheng finished speaking, he felt tired, yawned, and fell asleep on the soft couch.Mo Chen covered her lips and smiled lightly, went out and returned to her bedroom, leaving Su Zhen alone to think.

two months later.

It was dusk and the sun was setting.

Everyone in the Su residence stood in front of the Taifu residence in costumes, looking forward to the road ahead.

Yan Huiran had a dignified demeanor, with her hands folded in front of her, standing beside Su Tingye.Her complexion was rosy and radiant, and she was more gentle and outstanding than before.Raise your hands and feet, you can see the unique elegance and refinement from a scholarly family.

In fact, Su Zhen secretly tampered with the meals she ate on weekdays. Although Yin Shen could not bring people back to life, it was easy to cure old diseases.As long as she takes good care of her, Yan Huiran's illness will naturally recover little by little.

As for what Master Qing Miao had said to her, she ignored them all.What will happen in the future is unknown, what is there to be afraid of?

At the beginning, Yan Huiran thought that she was returning to the past, and time was running out. She never thought that after repeated diagnosis by doctors and imperial physicians, she discovered that her body had really started to improve.

Aunt An never fought or snatched, and stood silently in the corner with Su Changhuan.

And Aunt Liu has always been high-profile, and today's gorgeous dress can't hide her sarcastic look.She is the old lady's natal family, and after finally waiting for the backer to return, her waist straightened a lot.It is heard that she has recently coaxed Su Tingye into favor, and has given the courtyard a whole new look.

Mo Chen was dressed as a maidservant, seeing her standing there with a haughty look, he felt very angry.

A low-key yet luxurious wooden carriage slowly drove up from the southern street, and everyone immediately showed joy in their eyes.The first thing you can see are the two brown and red BMWs in front of you. They are strong, and there is a faint sound of horseshoes.The carriage is made of golden nanmu, with a word 'Su' engraved on the lower right.The folded and overlapping silk curtains wrapped the outside of the carriage, and as it drove through the long street, the bells above rang crisply.

The carriage was followed by a group of maidservants and guards with swords. When they arrived at the gate of Taifu's mansion, the two coachmen reined in the reins, turned over and got out of the carriage neatly, and moved down the low stool to make a step-like cushion beside the carriage.

(End of this chapter)