Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 111 Don't You Remember? (8)

The smile on Shen Jingshu's face suddenly froze, because she found that Xie Muhan's face had darkened at some point, as if the sky that was originally breezy and cloudless was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the mountain rain was about to come.

Shen Jingshu thumped slightly.

Did she anger the male god?

Could it be that her wound was not bandaged by the male god, but she misunderstood it?

wipe!
This misunderstanding is a bit big, she doesn't know where to put her little face!

Shen Jingshu's face was embarrassing, and she was thinking about how to explain this bloody misunderstanding, but Xie Muhan said: "You... really don't remember anything?"

Shen Jingshu was stunned, staring at Xie Muhan blankly.

What does she not remember?

Is there anything she needs to remember?

His eyes wandered around Shen Jingshu's face, Xie Muhan suddenly moved his eyes down, staring at her left hand.

"How did you get that scar on the back of your hand?"

Although the mask on Shen Jingshu's face has not been lifted, although she has not seen her face, and although there is Shen Liangyuan in the Shen residence, Xie Muhan just believes that the person in front of him is the person he has been thinking about all these years.

scar?Shen Jingshu raised her hands with a confused expression, and after searching carefully, she remembered that there was indeed a scar on the back of her left hand.

As for how?She really didn't know that the original owner of her body didn't have this memory.

A strange color flashed across Xie Muhan's eyes, just as he was about to say something, the steward of Xie's mansion came to report: "Young Master, Prince Gong is asking to see you."

The eyes of both of them flickered, they were very surprised by Murong Li's arrival.

Xie Muhan glanced at Shen Jingshu, and before he could speak, Shen Jingshu took a step ahead of him and said, "Third Young Master, I'll go with you, Prince Gong should be looking for me."

Although it is not clear how Murong Li found Xie's residence, Shen Jingshu was still happy.

Now that Murong Li is here, it means she doesn't need to bother Xie Muhan.

She already owed him favors, and she didn't want to owe more.

Xie Muhan's eyes dimmed, he pondered for a while, and said two words lightly: "Let's go."

When the two came to the front hall, Murong Li had just served the hot tea served by the attendants.

The first time he saw Shen Jingshu and touched her slightly pale face, his eagle eyes froze suddenly, and he put down the teacup casually.

"You are hurt?"

Shen Jingshu nodded, and walked slowly towards the nearest seat.

Murong Li looked at Shen Jingshu's weak appearance, stood up directly and came to her, stretching out his hand, he was about to check her injuries.

This move almost scared Shen Jingshu's heart out. Xie Muhan, who had been standing at the door since arriving, narrowed his clear eyes dangerously.

"Oh, don't bother the prince. The third son has already asked a doctor to treat it for me. It didn't hurt the vitals. It's just that I lost a lot of blood. I'll be fine after a few days."

Shen Jingshu tightly grasped his skirt, and blocked Murong Li's iron claws with his other hand.

What a joke, if the tyrant finds out that she is a woman, she will not be able to live comfortably in the future.

Besides, the tyrant and the male god are not the only ones present in this front hall, and if those little servants see her breasts or something, she will never want to see anyone in the future.

"Don't worry, Prince Gong, Dr. Shen's injuries are no longer serious, and he will recover after a few days of rest."

Xie Muhan made a sound at the right time, and walked slowly towards the main seat in the hall.

Murong took a sharp look at Shen Jingshu, said hypocritically in his heart, and strode back to his seat.

"Thank you, Third Young Master, for your rescue. After the matter subsides, I will definitely come to thank you in person."

(End of this chapter)