The three married husbands are super favorite

Chapter 802 Past and Present 4
Yan Qing opened her mouth and swallowed it without hesitation. After a while, the painful feeling finally receded, and she raised her head to meet An Chen's worried and evasive eyes, "Brother An Chen, please tell me what disease I have and why I have to eat it every day. Taking medicine, why does the medicine become more bitter every day, is it because my illness is getting worse every day, or even dying?"
"You're overthinking." An Chen returned to his seat, only to find the debris on the ground, and beckoned to the waiter to clean up the debris.
Yan Qing didn't ask any further questions, and told her intuitively that An Chen wasn't telling the truth, but since he didn't want to tell the truth, she didn't ask.
"Brother An Chen, can you not tell your husband what happened today? Don't tell your husband about my injury, illness, or secret medicine. I promise that I will take medicine obediently every day." Yan Qing paused for a moment, feeling inappropriate and then Explained, "My husband is so busy every day, I don't want him to be troubled by my affairs."
An Chen was silent for a while, answered yes, and fell silent again.
In the evening, Yan Qing finally returned to that yard, maybe she was tired from playing, she fell asleep again as soon as she got into the carriage, and when she opened her eyes, she was already lying on her own bed.
The night is cool, the moon is bright, and the night wind lacks the moon. In Yan Qing's eyes, spring is also bleak.
"Touch!" The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, a gust of wind blew from outside the door, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed into Yan Qing's nose, Yan Qing was slightly displeased to see the person coming.
"Husband, why are you so drunk?" Yan Qing held back her almost nauseated stomach and stepped forward to help Ji Sijun.
Unexpectedly, like a mad lion, Ji Sijun pushed Yan Qing away violently, and his slender body receded several meters straight until it hit the table before stopping.
"Husband~" Yan Qing could only feel the burning on her back. Since the beginning, Ji Sijun had always treated her as gentle as water, but such a Ji Sijun made her terrified, and she didn't even dare to utter words of pain.
"Lihuaqing! You bitch is really capable! You can actually make me fall!" Ji Sijun didn't intend to stop, and strode up to Yan Qing with such a speed that Yan Qing couldn't help it at all. While reflecting, a palm hit Yan Qing's chest straight.
Ji Sijun's palm activated his internal strength, his eyes were red with anger, he didn't grasp the power of the palm at all, he knocked Yan Qing into the air with just one palm, like a butterfly with broken wings without the ability to struggle, it landed on the bed with a thud .
"Cough! Are you going to kill me? Cough" It was the first time she didn't call Ji Sijun her husband, coughing up a mouthful of blood, Yan Qing covered her chest and stared at Ji Sijun, a strange smile bloomed, Facing death, she thought she should be afraid, but on the contrary, she looked forward to it. She was tired of such a life.
"What are you laughing at! I order you not to laugh!" Yan Qing's bloody smile stimulated Ji Sijun's nerves, he hated her smile like this, arrogant as if he could never grasp everything about her, and made fun of him All your efforts are in vain!
Yan Qing's smile deepened as Ji Sijun got more irritable, she was waiting, when Ji Sijun couldn't take it anymore, kill her!

"I'm going to kill you bitch!" Ji Sijun roared angrily, drew his sword and pointed it at Yan Qing's heart.
Yan Qing closed her eyes without moving, waiting for the pain in her heart, and then left here forever.
However, Yan Qing did not wait for the expected pain, but waited for An Chen's figure coming from the sky. When he opened his eyes again, Ji Sijun had passed out on the ground, and the sharpest end of his sword was away from Yan Qing's chest. In less than a finger, as long as An Chen came one step later, it would be Yan Qing who fell on the ground. The difference was that Yan Qing would have no chance to stand up again after falling.
"Why don't you hide! Why don't you hide? Do you know that you were almost going to die!" An Chen clasped Yan Qing's shoulders tightly with his hands, and finally he couldn't keep silent, looking at Ji Sijun's sword As he got closer to her, his heart became more and more frightened. He was afraid that he would regret it all his life in a moment!
(End of this chapter)