The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

The sky was getting dark and the rain was heavy, converging into streams and flooding the rice fields nearby.

Cough cough cough...

Shen Yanshu sat on the stone bench with his shoulders shaking. The bird in his hand accidentally fell to the ground because of the trembling. He bent down to pick it up, but he knelt down on the ground.

With a 'bang', Xihe was startled,

How are you?

Supporting him with his body, Xihe hurriedly went to feel his pulse, but was startled by the biting cold, which was too cold, almost as cold as a ghost.

Shen Yanshu pushed her weakly: Second Miss, this is not in line with etiquette.

The whole person is exhaling more air than inhaling, wheezing, like a broken basket leaking air.

Xihe was a little panicked, this guy should be finished now, right?

She took off the cloak and wrapped him tightly, and pressed her hand on the pulse, the pulse was beating weakly, Xihe's face turned pale immediately, damn it, don't.

I'll take you back to the city!

It was already dark and people hadn't come yet, Xihe was really afraid to stay any longer, so he died.

As she said that, she pulled the hood of the cloak to cover his head, bent down and laboriously lifted him up and carried him on her back, which made Xihe miss her powerful body very much.

Second Miss, no need...

Shen Yanshu raised his hand, but was unable to lower it, so he could only let the little man rush into the rain with his back on his back, stepping on the rain, staggering, splashing mud all over his body.

The rain hit the elk cloak, and he lay on the girl's shoulder, but couldn't help but sigh,

It was the first time he felt this warm body temperature.

Shen Yanshu, you, don't fall asleep.

No matter how you say it, Shen Yanshu is a big man of about 1.8 meters, no matter how thin he is, it is not something that Xihe's current small body can carry. Xihe couldn't help panting after walking for a while.

But she was afraid that Shen Yanshu would really fall asleep, so she could only talk to him: What do you usually like to do?

In fact, Shen Yanshu's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he still insisted: I like to read the account books on weekdays... After today, the second lady can make a request with me.

Xihe thought, I have to wake up, does this request make any difference?

She spat out the water in her mouth, and only asked him: Shen Yanshu, wipe my face for me, I can't see.

The young man raised his sleeves to gently wipe the rainwater from the girl's face, and raised his hand to cover her head. Xihe said thank you, stepped into the mud, and rushed to the city gate.

There is a hillside between the pavilion and the gate,

When Xihe walked there with Shen Yanshu on his back, a group of people were cleaning the big rocks on the road in the rain, and there was a car waiting to pass beside them.

Master!

The driver took a closer look, his face paled with shock, he opened the car door and ran over without stopping.

Someone is finally here!

Xihe was already too tired to speak, and when the person on her back was picked up, she couldn't help but threw herself on the ground, and the splashed mud stained her face.

Second Miss...

Shen Yanshu stretched out his hand, and the sound of rain drowned out his voice.

Fortunately, the servant still remembered Xihe, so he carefully put his young master on the back seat, and in turn got Xihe into the car.

Drive all the way to the city gate.

When Xihe woke up, it was already the next morning. When she opened her eyes, she saw a soft golden light, and the sunlight came in from the window. She got up with support, put on the blue dress hanging next to her, and opened the door.

Miss Mingzhu, you're awake!

The girl guarding the door looked surprised, jumped up and ran: You wait, this servant will pour water for you to wash.