Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 552 How long do you plan to lie down?
Shen Qianqiao didn't speak any more, but shed tears quietly.

She has been enduring these days, never wanting to admit that Ah Jing is no longer there.

But that face and that body belong to Ah Jing, and he is no longer human.

Chen Jinfu didn't know how he got out.

The cool wind was blowing, he looked up at the dark sky in the distance, his eyes were already red.

His child!
How could it be dead?
One body and two souls, how could he believe it?
He raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, but if it didn't work, he had to ask Yu Yifeng, even the one in the palace, he had to look for it too.

If the national teacher is really Ah Jing, does it also prove that what the girl said is true?

His heart trembled, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and hurried towards the palace.

In the room, Shen Qianqiao cried for a while, then called Xizhu to bring hot water.

For five consecutive days, this man had been lying on the bed, eating, drinking, and slacking off, requiring him to serve him.

As soon as Ding Si walked into the room, he smelled a bad smell. He couldn't stand it, so he hurried over and opened the window.

The cool air blew into the room, and he waited for the smell inside to dissipate before he turned around and came to the bed.

The person on the bed closed his eyes tightly, as if he hadn't noticed his arrival at all.

Ding Si sneered, picked up the teapot on the table and walked over.

When the cold water flowed on his face, Ding Liu couldn't hold it anymore, and sat up from the bed quickly: "Ding Si, you're a murderer, I'm your brother!"

"Oh," Ding Si sneered, and threw the teapot on the table. He looked the man up and down, "Healed?"

"Fifty boards, how can it be so fast?" Ding Liu's eyes moved, and he immediately pulled the quilt and lay down again.

"This injury is not easy to heal, but you should be able to get out of bed and walk around," Ding Si said quietly.

"Ding Si, you just came back empty-handed and didn't bring me anything to eat?" Ding Liu glanced at the table, somewhat dissatisfied.

"How long do you plan to lie down?" Ding Si turned around and found a chair to sit down. "Miss Shen needs someone to protect her. If you don't want to go there, I can send someone else."

"No need," Ding Si flatly refused.

"Since you don't need it, you can clean it up later," Ding Si frowned. "We can't interfere with the master's affairs. Don't be too stubborn in the future. Who the master likes is his business."

"I see, are you annoying!"

Ding Liu scratched his head in dissatisfaction, and closed his eyes.

Seeing that he was still so obstinate, Ding Si couldn't help but start to worry.

"Don't be confused anymore!"

He stood up, "I'll get you something to eat."

Ding Liu sat up when the footsteps were far away, with a gloomy expression on his face.

At this time, a pigeon landed on the window and grunted twice.

Ding Liu immediately got out of bed, grabbed the pigeon, and took the letter from under its feet.

After a while, he came to the desk and picked up a pen.

The room was silent, except for the occasional two hooting of pigeons.

He finished writing quickly, then tied the letter to the pigeon's feet, came to the window, and stroked the snow-white feathers.

After a while, he threw it into the sky.

The pigeon spread its wings and flew high, and soon flew away.

"Can't you get out of bed now?" A voice suddenly rang out.

Ding Liu's complexion changed slightly, he quickly turned his head, just in time to meet Ding Si's displeased expression.

"when did you come?"

Ding Si walked in and put a bowl of rice and vegetables on the table.

"Eat, go to Miss Shen's when you're done eating, you have to be careful!"

Ding Liu paid attention to Ding Si's expression, seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he was relieved.

(End of this chapter)