Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 669 Do you wish him well, or not?

Ding Liu frowned, "Don't think about it."

Fang Yanran's pretty face turned cold, "If he really ate it, why didn't he react at all? Aren't you staying there? Don't you know when he will come back?"

Ding Liu looked at her: "Miss Shen is already married."

Fang Yanran was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that Shen Qianqiao had already married Yin Shi'an.

It's just that the man still doesn't want to touch himself.

She looked at her ugly hand: "Now that my hand is disabled, he probably won't like me even more."

Ding Liu walked over, hesitated for a while, and held her hand.

Fang Yanran trembled, but she didn't pull her hand out, she just raised her head to meet the man's eyes.

Ding Liu took a careful look, then let go of his hand.

"I'll bring the doctor over tomorrow, and she can heal the hand of the Crown Princess."

Fang Yanran looked at the seriousness of what he said, and her emotions were calmed down little by little. After a while, she nodded slightly: "I believe in you."

The rain soon stopped.

A ray of light rushed into the sky in the quiet night.

Ding Er slowly opened his eyes, quickly held the sword, avoided the eyeliner, and disappeared into the night.

Shen Qianqiao didn't sleep well because she was woken up in the middle of the night.

By the time she woke up again, it was already sunburnt.

Shen Qianqiao was dazed, took a steamed bun and tore two bites into her mouth.

When Chen Jiuzhen stepped in, she saw her listless appearance.

"But it's not to your taste?"

Shen Qianqiao shook her head, took a sip of the porridge in hand.

"Aunt Zhen, you didn't go to the shop today?"

Chen Jiuzhen looked at the simple side room and frowned: "Qian Qiao, is the son still awake?"

Shen Qianqiao paused her hands, thinking of the man who had been lying on the bed without making a sound until now, she felt dizzy.

"Qian Qiao, what will happen to your son?"

Chen Jiuzhen felt very uneasy: "It's been four days, and there is no sign of waking up at all. Could it be that the doctor is not good at medicine?"

"It should be fine." Shen Qianqiao noticed that the few people in the room were not as worried as they were two days ago. Presumably, they should have improved, and their lives are safe.

If it's not good, I'm afraid she will be sought revenge by now.

"Qianqiao, should we deliver a letter to the palace?"

Chen Jiuzhen said in a low voice: "This son has been missing for a few days, and he must be worried over there. It's better to let them carry him back. There is an imperial doctor in the palace, which is definitely better than this folk doctor."

"Miss Shen!"

A sudden voice came.

Chen Jiuzhen paused, and immediately stopped speaking.

Ding Si came to the door: "Grandma let you go."

She sighed inwardly, put the steamed buns on the plate, and stood up.

The morning sun slanted in through the window sills.

Shen Qianqiao opened the curtain and walked in. There were two people missing in the room.

She walked to the bed, and her eyes fell on the man with his eyes tightly closed on the bed.

"Is he okay?"

The woman kept her head down and was busy with her own business.

"Do you wish him well, or not?"

Emotionless words sounded.

Shen Qianqiao froze, squeezed the clothes with the hand hanging by her side, and looked at the man's clear and handsome face again.

"I don't want him dead."

The simple words fell on the man's heart, and his brows stretched.

"Oh, you have a hard mouth," the woman snorted disdainfully, and threw the medicine bottle over.

Shen Qianqiao hurriedly stretched out her hand to continue, turned her head to look at the person on the bed, and sat down resignedly.

(End of this chapter)