Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 718 Is your own life less important than his rotten life?
Shen Qianqiao's stomach still hurts.

But the warmth slipped down from the throat, and the inside of the stomach gradually warmed up.

"I said girl, what do you think of this child, Ah Qing?"

Shen Qianqiao looked at the top of the curtain, but didn't make a sound.

Qi Po looked at her: "He has a cold temper and doesn't care about anything. It can be said that he is not a good person, but what kind of good people are in this world? No one is perfect, and this person has a selfish side in his heart." .”

Her voice stopped in time, and after feeding her the medicine, she opened the door and walked out.

Just as Shen Qianqiao closed her eyes, she heard the door knocking, followed by footsteps.

Someone sat down.

Sensing the hard-to-ignore gaze, she still opened her eyes.

Xia Houqing held a small jar in his hand, twisted a candied fruit in it with two fingers and fed it to her mouth.

Shen Qianqiao glanced at him, opened her mouth and swallowed it.

"How did you bring me out?"

"I want to take you out, can they stop it?"

Shen Qianqiao chewed a few mouthfuls, her expression gradually froze, looking at the man beside her, she couldn't help frowning.

"Didn't I not let you cause trouble for me?"

Just breaking out so blatantly, according to military law, is equivalent to a deserter.

"Isn't it just Yin Shi'an?"

Xia Houqing felt a little apprehensive, "Could it be that your own life is not as important as his death?"

Shen Qianqiao curled her lips when she heard these emotional words: "These are two different things."

Xia Houqing took her hand and stuffed the small jar into it.

He raised his hand to stroke her hair from the sideburns behind her ears, revealing her wet little face.

His movements were very gentle, and Shen Qianqiao said that it was a lie that he didn't feel anything.

She turned her back to him: "Ask Xiaoyu to bring me some clothes."

"Okay," Xia Houqing tucked in the quilt for her and stood up.

After a while, the room fell silent.

Shen Qianqiao turned around, seeing that there was no one in the room, she sighed softly, looked at the small pot in her hand, put the things aside, and closed her eyes again.

The night was dark.

Qixia Courtyard of Duanwang Mansion.

Fang Yanran sat in front of the vanity mirror and brushed her hair, she didn't touch it for a while, she was a little absent-minded.

Suddenly seeing the figure in the mirror, she paused, turned her head, and met the man standing outside the window.

The corner of her mouth tugged slightly, "Come in."

Ding Liu came to his senses and hurried in through the window with the food box.

Fang Yanran glanced at the things in his hand, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Ding Liu shook his head, walked to the table, opened the food box, and took out some side dishes and wine from it.

"Shizifei, didn't you say you have no appetite? I brought you these."

Fang Yanran took a look, her eyes fell on the pot of wine, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It's just that when the man turned around, she restrained her emotions and her expression was calm.

"You prepared this specially for me?"

Ding Liu looked at the beautiful and refined face of the girl's family, his mind was slightly shaken, and he nodded quickly: "I accidentally rescued a cook before. She is very good at cooking. I have eaten it twice, so I specially asked her to give it to the crown prince. I did a few things too."

"That's it," Fang Yanran came to the table and sat down.

Ding Liu went over immediately, poured her wine and handed her chopsticks.

Fang Yanran looked at the sake in the glass, raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows: "I'm not feeling well today, I'm not suitable for drinking, just eat a few mouthfuls of vegetables."

"It's because I didn't think about it," Ding Liu hurriedly moved the wine glass aside.

(End of this chapter)