Mrs. Pinqiao

Chapter 34
It was as if a thread had been pulled in his mind, and there was a momentary blankness. Ning Zimo looked at Bai Ruo blankly, unable to recover, "What did you say?"

Bai Ruo was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, crying, "Master Tan has been possessed by an evil spirit, and has been unconscious for a long time, with a high fever that persists. Mr. Xiang, please go over and have a look..."

Ning Zimo stood up abruptly, almost overturning the chair, he pursed his lips tightly, without a trace of a smile on his face, his eyes were terrifyingly fierce, and he walked out of the room in three steps at a time.

People kept coming in and out of Tan Su's room, all of them looked terrified, adding to the uneasiness. As soon as Ning Zimo stepped in, the atmosphere of the scene froze, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

Ning Zimo was obviously angry, "What's going on?"

Xiaohuan knelt down with a "plop", her face turned pale with fright, "Master, it must be Lin Xiaolian's ghost that is causing trouble! My lord went to her yard today, and it suddenly became like this, it must be she……"

"Nonsense." Ning Zimo yelled angrily, his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were sharp, no one dared to look directly at him, "There is no talk of ghosts."

The people below didn't dare to breathe, and the doctor who took Tan Su's pulse also trembled in fright. Ning Zimo walked to Tan Su's side in two or three steps. Seeing her pale face and her eyes closed tightly, her heart twitched. Suddenly, it hurt so much, I reached out to hold her hand, it was terribly hot, and the palm of my hand was full of sweat.

He had to bite the root to suppress his emotions, "How is she?"

The doctor hurriedly replied: "Master Ning, Mr. Tan must have been frightened, which caused the high fever to persist. The villain prescribes a few anti-fever medicines, and he will recover after a few days of rest."

Ning Zimo's expression softened significantly, "When will she wake up?"

"You can wake up when the high fever subsides."

He waved his hand, "Go and prescribe the medicine."

"Yes." The doctor made a big salute and retreated.

Ning Zimo casually pointed to a few maidservants, "You two go to make medicine, and you two, go prepare hot water and wipe Master Tan's body."

"Yes, Mr. Xiang."

Xiaohuan was still kneeling beside her, her face was pale, and she couldn't stop trembling, "Master Xiang... Your Excellency must have been entangled in something dirty, otherwise it would be impossible to lose consciousness..."

Ning Zimo turned his head and stared at her, his gaze was sharper than a sword, and said decisively: "There are no ghosts in this world, if there are, they come to look for me."

Xiaohuan was too frightened to speak, so she could only nod her head repeatedly.

Tan Su's brows were tightly furrowed, even in her dream she was not at ease, Ning Zimo reached out to rub her brows, trying to make her feel better, but nothing could dispel her fear.

Ning Zimo suddenly remembered that when she met her for the first time, she was the only one who compromised, and the remaining more than 100 people all died at her feet. After she returned, she fell seriously ill and had a high fever for a whole day and night. At that time, Ning Zimo thought she was frightened, but never thought it was her heart disease.

Because his father died right in front of him, he couldn't see things related to death, such as blood and corpses.

He thought about this, and suddenly felt distressed. He stretched out his hand and brushed the hair from her ear, and told the people behind him: "Qi Bing, you find two people to bury Lin Xiaolian and set up a grave."

Qi Bing's paralyzed face showed astonishment for the first time, but he always obeyed Ning Zimo's orders, "Yes."

Tan Su seemed to have slowed down, her brows were loosened, she fell into a deep sleep, and her breathing began to become even.

Ning Zimo couldn't help but chuckled and rubbed her hands, "Could it be that you still heard what I said? Tan Su, who is as fine as a human being, is like this in dreams..."

The maid called for hot water and wanted to wipe Tan Su's body. Ning Zimo couldn't stay in the house, so he went back to his study. He wanted to continue with his business, but he was always distracted. Obviously, they were all familiar words. But suddenly it seemed like he didn't know each other.

Qi Bing didn't know when he came back to him, he was not alive at all, Ning Zimo turned around and saw him, he was surprised, "You are here."

"Subordinates are here."

Ning Zimo was also used to his stupid character. He lay down on the back, patted his thigh, and began to tease him, "You are boring, you can't even tell a joke, but you are still so cute."

Qi Bing kept a straight face, obviously not agreeing with what he said.

Ning Zimo shook his head, feeling a little helpless, "When you mention her, you make a bad face."

"The subordinates don't like her."

Ning Zimo laughed, "It's fine if you like her, but I haven't seen anyone you like before."

Qi Bing kept a straight face again and stopped talking.

"Then what kind of person do you think she is?"

"The city is too deep, it's not suitable for deep friendship."

Ning Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, and analyzed like a fox, "Why do you have such a feeling? Why do I think she is very simple, even if she is a little cautious, she can be seen through."

"The subordinates don't understand, they just feel that Master Xiang didn't see through her, Tan Su's scheming is unfathomable."

"Let me think about it." Ning Zimo closed his eyes, trying to find some clues, but what Tan Su showed was just a cautious woman with no great ambitions.

But Qi Bing went on to say: "She knew about Lin Xiaolian's death."

Ning Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, emitting a sharp light, "Oh?"

"She knew last night that the body was not buried."

"Then why did she go there..." Ning Zimo put his hand on his chin, clacked his fingers on the table, and then suddenly laughed, "Could it be for Lin Xiaolian to be buried?"

Qi Bing didn't answer his words.

Ning Zimo was amused by his own words, "A person who betrayed his old master just for the sake of glory and wealth, a person who grovels all day long just to please me, will take the risk of angering me to save an irrelevant people?"

He smiled, his complexion turned cold all of a sudden, chewing her name between his teeth, "...Tan Su...is really different from others..."

"The subordinates just think that she has deep thoughts, which is not as simple as Xiangye saw."

Ning Zimo fell into deep thought, with a stern face, "Qi Bing, tell me, she is not for power, profit, or the wife of the Xiangfu, what else is she doing?"

Qi Bing had no way to answer his words, so he could only say: "Master Xiang, you should be more vigilant."

Ning Zimo's hand stopped, his eyes were as sharp as iron, "Everyone knows that I, Ning Zimo, am cruel and have no morals, and my temperament is capricious. She obviously doesn't want to see people die, but she still insists on risking her life to follow me. What is she trying to do? Qi Bing, tell me."

"The subordinates only know that if there is no reason to do something, there must be a different intention."

Ning Zimo laughed "hehe", the expression between his brows was a little seductive and cold, "You're right."

(End of this chapter)