Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 730 Zhu'er, is it Xizhu?

Her footsteps slowed down unconsciously, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It's just that the person opposite quickly looked away, with a cold expression, as if he didn't know her.

"My Zhu'er looks really good in this dress!" The man sighed.

Shen Qianqiao heard this when she walked to the door, her fingers hanging in front of her clenched into fists, her heart trembled.

Bamboo, is it Xizhu?

She deliberately slowed down for a long time, but she never heard the sound, feeling a little disappointed.

After returning, Mo Xiaoyu went up to meet her, grabbed her hand, and couldn't hide the worry in her eyes: "Sister Qianqiao."

Shen Qianqiao looked at the leaf cards on the table, her share was still there, obviously they didn't play anymore after she left.

She patted Mo Xiaoyu's hand: "It's okay."

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't believe it: "What did the prince ask you to go this time?"

Shen Qianqiao's eyes fell behind her, looking at Ding Si, she pursed her lips: "He asked me to write a letter to your master."

Ding Si didn't have many surprises, but he couldn't hide the self-blame in his eyes: "I didn't protect Miss Shen well."

Shen Qianqiao just told the man her whereabouts according to the man's wishes, she didn't ask him to exchange Yunzhou.

Maybe he likes her, but when it comes to family and country affairs, she believes that he will not be confused, and she does not want him to be confused.

Although she is afraid of death, she is even more afraid of becoming a sinner. Yunzhou has been able to survive until today because of its geographical advantages. But once the city is ceded, the north will lose its barrier, and many people will live in dire straits. under.

In fact, Shen Qianqiao has always been curious about how these people brought them here while avoiding Beilin's eyes and ears.

During the whole day, everyone's mood was low. Although Aunt Zhu didn't cry any more, she couldn't hide the resentment in her eyes.

Shen Qianqiao didn't have the energy to say more today, and the figure of Xizhu just now kept appearing in her mind.

That girl is Xizhu, although her temperament has changed, she knows it.

Xizhu is not dead, Xizhu is still alive...

Shen Qianqiao couldn't read the book, so she put the book down and turned her head to look at the dark night outside the window.

At this moment, the door rang three times, and a maidservant in a taupe-colored green shirt pushed in and put some pastries on the table.

Shen Qianqiao looked away and picked up the book again.

"Miss Shen, this jasper cake is specially made for you today."

Shen Qianqiao paused her hand, raised her head to look at the maidservant, and then her eyes fell on the table.

I saw a corner protruding from under the palm-sized saucer.

Her eyes flickered, and when she looked at the maid again, the man had already walked out, and the door closed before her eyes.

Shen Qianqiao came to the table, picked up the plate, took out the paper underneath, and held it in her hand.

"Are these people going to kill us after feeding us?"

Aunt Zhu turned over from the couch with panic in her voice.

Zhu San who was sleeping on the ground stood up, patted his clothes, "Mother, you are overthinking, we are human beings, not pigs."

He picked up the plate and came to the bed, and said flatteringly, "Xiaoyu, here's another good thing, get up and try it."

Mo Xiaoyu turned her back to him and did not respond.

Aunt Zhu's repressed displeasure burst out immediately, she sat up suddenly, and said in a sharp voice, "It's fine if she doesn't eat, but you don't think she's enough to bother you? Take it to mother and give it to mother!"

Zhu San glanced at his mother, and then at the girl on the bed, only to see that she was still silent.

The corner of his mouth twitched, but after all he didn't say anything, and turned around dejectedly.

(End of this chapter)