Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 879 I'm Not Coming Tomorrow
It was gloomy outside, with the patter of rain falling down.

The lamps were lit early in the main hall, there was little smoke, and the surroundings were silent, and occasionally the sound of flipping through the playbook could be heard.

Shen Qianqiao sat on the couch with a soft pillow behind her, a blanket covering her body, holding the stove in her hands.

After drinking the medicine just now, the pain in my stomach eased a little, and my body felt warmer.

She looked at the man quietly, and saw that he was silent but stern. He was obviously a man she was familiar with, but she felt a little strange looking at him like this.

Her eyes could not help but stay on him.

When the man raised his head, she bumped into his deep eyes like ink, almost subconsciously, she quickly turned her head away.

Xia Houjing slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, did not speak, but continued to bow his head to review the memorial.

Shen Qianqiao didn't hear the sound, and after a while, she turned her eyes to the man again.

That glance just now seemed to be an illusion of her alone.

When did she lose her confidence in front of him?

Just look at it, and there will be no loss of meat, why is she guilty?
Aunt Zhen told her not to give up on men, even if she likes them, she has to hold back, she can’t let him figure out his own temperament, and he can’t just do what he says, otherwise such a man will easily get bored with you and lose the freshness feel.

These days, she seems to have followed him. Although it's her fault, if it goes on like this, will he gradually dislike her?
After all, they stay together all day now, and sometimes she feels like an old married couple.

Thinking of this, she rubbed her stomach, then said after some consideration: "Ah Jing, I won't be coming tomorrow."

The man's hand paused, maybe he didn't expect her to say that, he slowly raised his head, looked at her for a while, then narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is this what you said to be responsible?"

Look, it's the same sentence again, but the imperial doctor said that the situation is quite optimistic.

For more than ten days in a row, she got up before dawn every day, and didn't sleep in a single sleep. Now the weather is cold, and it has been raining for several days. He didn't understand how difficult it was for her to go back and forth every day. .

"My childhood is here, and you won't let me rest at home for a few days."

Shen Qianqiao's words were quite complaining, and her tone was a little cold.

When Xia Houjing heard this, his face softened. Knowing her temperament, he put down his pen, stood up and walked over.

He sat down on the couch, took her hand and touched it: "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing the concern in the man's eyes, Shen Qianqiao pursed her lips: "I won't come tomorrow."

She didn't ask, but made her own decision.

The man looked at her for a while, then raised his hand to touch her face, a slight smile appeared on his thin lips, as if doting on her: "It's up to you."

Shen Qianqiao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect him to agree so quickly, she looked at him, wondering if he was bored now, that's why she agreed so easily.

She didn't speak any more, but she was in a panic.

As the evening approached and it was still raining, the man asked her to stay overnight in the palace, but she refused and insisted on going back.

There were not many people on the road, and it was extremely deserted.

Back at Biyun Courtyard, Shen Qianqiao's stomach began to hurt again and again, she didn't even have dinner, so she buried herself in the quilt.

It was still dark when she woke up again, she wanted to get up and wash up, but after sitting up, thinking that she didn't have to enter the palace today, she lay back down and closed her eyes again.

(End of this chapter)