Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 123: Onlookers are not interested in the show

Yingyue returned to the room, still holding the book and reading it carefully.

Her body was so weak that she felt tired even after standing for a while, and she needed to sit down for a long time to stop feeling dizzy.

Wu Xin and Wu Yue had been friends with Ying Yue when she was a cook, and now they are worried about her.

Jiang Su walked to the yard with these two people.

"Mr. Zhou, is there really no other way?" Wu Yue stared at her, waiting for a satisfactory answer.

Jiang Su extinguished his hopes very politely.

"No, we can only let the head of the family exercise his power to balance the cold and heat in Miss Yingyue's body. Otherwise, her body will become weaker and weaker due to the fight between the cold and the fire poison."

The three of them sighed in unison.

Finally, Wu Yue was silent for a long time and said, "Why don't I go to the Zhang family in Qinghe to find the head of the family in person? I will tell the head of the family about Ying Yue's pregnancy, and he will definitely come back after hearing it."

Wu Xin clenched his sleeves tightly and looked panicked, "Can't we find another monk? Does it have to be the head of the family? How about Huo Linggen..."

Jiang Suqing glanced at her and said calmly, "Monks are not cabbage. In the past, they were all called Master Xianjun. Where can you find one to take care of the body of a mortal like Miss Yingyue?"

Even if monks and mortals live together, monks are still different from mortals.

"How about writing another letter to the head of the family?" Wu Xin asked tentatively.

"But the head of the house has said that he will no longer read the letter. Although the head of the house has a good temper, he has always been consistent and will not read it if he says he won't read it." Wu Yue objected.

Jiang Su remained silent.

She is just a spectator and has no intention of doing anything in this illusion. Her purpose is to know the true past of Zai Zi’s parents.

If she takes action, she can change the bloody love in the fantasy world. Then the Sikong in the final illusion is no longer the real Zaizi dad in the secret realm.

If the kid feels that the father in this fantasy world is good, and goes out to recognize his biological father, but turns out that the biological father is not good enough, then the kid will be tricked.

Jiang Su is just a melon-eater this time!

in the afternoon.

Jiang Su did not wait for Wu Xin to come to the medicine house, so she could only go to Yingyue with the prepared tonic. Although this tonic could not save Yingyue, it could make her live for seven days or half a month longer.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Miss Yingyue, I'm Zhou Fan, I'm here to give you some tonics."

There was a sound of footsteps and the door opened.

Yingyue was wearing five or six pieces of clothing, holding a book and Tang Pozi in her hands. Her face was still pale. These few steps made her gasp for breath.

Jiang Su followed into the room and put the medicine on the table.

This was the first time she observed the mute girl alone.

Yingyue's eyes are very similar to Zai Zi's, and the serious look on her face when reading is also very similar to Zai Zi's...

etc! Wu Xin, who is also a servant, is illiterate, and Wu Yue is also illiterate. Why can Yingyue, who was born as a cook, know how to read? !
No matter which world you are in, literate people must have family education.

Yingyue could not tell that he was from a wealthy family before.

Jiang Su secretly speculated, and at a certain moment, he suddenly said, "Miss Yingyue, are you really not going to beg the head of the family? Zhou is not joking. If no one helps you regulate the cold and heat in your body, you will really end up with physical problems. Eviscerated and left.”

"If there are no accidents, the day when the child in your belly is born will be the day you pass away."

Her tone was very calm, and she didn't intend to give Yingyue any advice.

She just... asked.

Yingyue was holding the soup bowl, taking a few sips, and then frowned due to the pain of the soup.

She took out the paper and pen she had on her side for writing, and said in her beautiful small words, "I want to live, but I don't want to either."

? What's the meaning?
"Do you like the head of the family?" Jiang Su asked.

Yingyue's hand holding the pen paused, and it took a long time before she wrote, "I like it."

"Yes, if you don't like it, why would you insist on giving birth to the child?"

Jiang Su sighed softly, "But, have you ever thought that if you leave, your child will not have a mother? His father is still thinking about others, and may be neglectful of the child..."

Yingyue seemed to have never thought about this, and wrote, "Mr. Zhou, but I can't wait for the master of the family. Three letters have passed, and my heart is already so painful that I don't want to write anymore."

"I think this child is the one who repaid the favor of the family master. Let him die." Jiang Su noticed that Yingyue's hand holding the pen went from steady to trembling slightly, and now it seemed to be stiff.

She closed her eyes in pain, tapped her pen on the table, raised her head and drank the bowl of tonic. After half a stick of incense, she finally recovered.

Forget it, don’t ask her this.

"By the way, Miss Yingyue, have you ever thought about what to name the child in your belly?"

At the mention of this, Yingyue became interested and wrote many names on the paper with a wave of her hand.

"Si Ming"

"Si Wanzhou"

……

"Sima."

Jiang Su opened his eyes wide and pointed at the last name, "Miss Yingyue, how can you name it after an animal?!"

Only then did Yingyue notice that she had written something strange. She was amused by herself, her eyebrows were crooked, her smile was bright and genuine, and she crossed out the name with her pen.

Son, let me help you with this! I didn’t ask you to call me Da Sima! You must listen to me more in the future!

Jiang Sucai left here at sunset.

"sough--"

When she went out, she heard the sound of strong wind blowing her robes in the yard.

Jiang Sujing found that it was not coming from her. She looked around and saw no one.

Something happened...

She squinted her eyes slightly, feeling very alert.

Although Jiang Su pulled everyone's souls into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the others were obviously immersed in their roles and did not realize that they were possessed.

Only Jiang Su himself still has the clear mind of an immortal.

"In order to be able to refine the northern water in the land of northern water, I spent a full nine months. In this illusion that everyone participated in, no one will wake up halfway..."

"So, is this the plot of Zaizi's parents' past?"

Jiang Su muttered in his heart, pretending not to know and returned to Yaolu.

at night.

Jiang Su was looking through Zhou Fan's medical records, trying to find out what diseases common people in this world often suffer from.

"Dong dong dong——" There was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Zhou is in trouble. Come with me to see Sister Yingyue. There was a thief in the house just now. He was trying to steal the owner's things but he was discovered by his sister. As a result, the thief injured his sister and she bled a lot!"

"what?!"

The person who was already weak to death was injured again?

Jiang Su immediately put on his coat, carried the medicine box and pushed out the door. An anxious Wu Xin was standing outside the door. Her hands and feet were gesticulating in the air in a panic and hesitating.
"Mr. Zhou, there is a lot of blood on my sister..."

Jiang Su's eyes were distant and cold, and she said sternly, "Stop talking, I know, go find her now."

Wu Xin nodded, and the two of them ran to Yingyue's yard together.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Jiang Su found that most of the thick snow under the big trees in the courtyard had melted away, revealing the wet and cold soil underneath.

There are messy footprints all around.

What is the thief doing under this tree? She had clearly seen it in the afternoon. There was no one in the tree. Could it be that there was something in the snow?
She walked quickly into the house.

The smell of blood instantly rushed into her nostrils, mixed with the remaining coldness of early spring, and Jiang Su couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart.

Looking at the innermost bed.

On the bed, I saw a cold and fairy-like woman lying on her back, her white clothes stained with blood, her slender white hands covering her abdomen.

? ! ! Holy shit, I got stabbed in the stomach!
Baby, are you still alive? !

Family members, the content that started from the fantasy world has been changed. What about this angle? Some Taoist friends said they couldn’t understand it before. This time, it’s mainly a bloody plot.