The Lord God is getting more and more wrong

Chapter 165: Boundless Beauty (35)

In the past few days, I have had the help of a miracle doctor.

Mo Sheng's memory gradually recovered.

From time to time he remembered something.

Shu Qian has been to Sheng Yuan several times.

Mo Sheng's personal servant saw Shu Qian:
Get used to it: "The prince is here again."

"Ah."

Shu Qian sat on a small stone bench.

The warm wind is blowing, and the scent of flowers and medicines from the yard floats into Shu Qian's nostrils with the warm wind.

She closed her eyes comfortably.

Feel the beauty of this short time.

The servant brought tea and saw Shu Qian's appearance.

She smiled without bending her lips, her eyebrows and eyes curved into a crescent-shaped arc: "My lord is drinking tea."

"Ah."

Shu Qian raised her hand to pick up the teacup, and sipped it lightly on her lips.

The temperature of the tea is just right.

"My lord, you like this tea very much! You have to taste it every time you come here."

The boy laughed.

Shu Qian also smiled back: "It's so natural to like tea, it makes people never forget that I think about it every day."

"By the way, where's your son?" Shu Qian asked.

"Young master?"

The boy frowned, "Master has gone out again."

Shu Qian also frowned,

"Again? Does he go out often?"

The boy replied:

"Yes, since the son took the medicine of the miracle doctor, he has been in a trance, looking at the herbs outside the window and meditating."

"If my son stops staring at the herbs in a daze, he will go out, and he will return every time the sun goes down in the evening."

"Oh, really?"

Doubt appeared in Shu Qian's eyes.

suddenly,

Shu Qian asked the boy aloud:
"My son, what kind of person were you before you lost your memory?"

Shu Qian rolled her jaw and eyes lazily: "Can you talk?"

Shu Qian's eyes see people inadvertently flowing with a bit of passion,

Really, it’s so sultry without even realizing it.

This is the deadliest.

The boy felt slightly feverish.

He said softly: "Our young master, he is dignified and generous, and he treats people very well and is never harsh on others."

"It's just that the young master seems to want to leave home very much, and he always treats his family with a slight alienation inside."

"Huh? Why?"

Shu Qian asked again.

The boy didn't answer this time, he just said silently:
"I don't know, I only followed the young master in the past few years. Since I followed the young master, the young master has been like this."

Shu Qian picked up the teacup and blew lightly.

"Understood, I'll just wait here for your young master."

"Go get busy."

The boy answered,
Go about your own business.

……

Shu Qian admired Mo Sheng's yard all over.

Waiting for the afterglow of dusk to dye into the yard,

The flowers and plants in the yard lowered their heads lazily,
Mo Sheng just came back.

"Sir, where have you been?" The boy followed Mo Sheng's footsteps as he walked.

He patted away the stains on Mo Sheng's white clothes,
It's a pity it's done,

Shooting is useless.

The boy wrinkled his nose tightly, "My lord, why are your clothes...?"

Mo Sheng's tone was cool and graceful, just like the beautiful sound of playing a violin.

"nothing."

heard,

Shu Qian glanced over her head, and her eyes suddenly met Mo Sheng's cold eyes.

There was a flash of surprise on Mo Sheng's cold face, the two crescent moons frowned, and then he calmed down.

His white clothes are messy, but his steps are calm.

Mo Sheng asked methodically: "My lord, how long have you been here...?"

Shu Qian replied briefly: "Well, it's only a few hours."

Mo Sheng was not far from Shu Qian's side, the distance was just right, "My lord, you don't have to wait for me here. I'm back, and the boy told me about you, I will go to your place."

Analyzing from a shallow point of view,

Mo Sheng's eyelashes are extremely long and dense, and the number of eyelashes seems to have been measured.

Shu Qian raised her eyelashes, with a smile on her lips.

Mo Sheng's eyes avoided without leaving a trace.

(End of this chapter)