The villain boss is not easy to mess with

Chapter 8 You Are the Biggest Patient (8)

The movements of Tang Qian's hands paused: "Grandma, I don't want to go to this kind of thing, I won't do anything..."

"Look at your prospects." The old lady raised her hand and poked her on the forehead: "I want you to go out and see the world, so that you can find a good future for yourself. You have come to serve me now, why are you still so unlucky?"

Tang Qian: ...

I don't want to be angry!

I just want to live.

live forever!
Live until the progress bar hangs there steadily.

But when the old lady saw that she was silent, and then thought of her timid character, her tone became calmer: "All the ladies in the mansion are going, and you too."

She doesn't even want to go if everyone in the house goes.

Now Tang Yue'er failed to plot against her, maybe when she will do something wrong.

"Grandmother, I just want to stay with you at home." Tang Qian coaxed the old lady's arm.

However, the other party felt that since he brought her by his side, he must be responsible for her. The old lady held her hand: "I am already old, and I won't need you to accompany me forever. What will you do when I leave?"

Tang Qian: "Grandma lives a long life."

"Stop talking nice things, you have to go, let Mama Yu bring someone to make some new clothes for you tomorrow."

Tang Qian knew that it was useless to continue, so she nodded in agreement.

Ping Wang Mansion.

Shen Muting entered the room, and when he closed the door, he raised his hand and pulled off the crimson hair band, and the black hair fell like a waterfall.

The room was very dark, only a few rays of light squeezed in through the gaps, and the ground was mottled.

He sat in front of the mirror and stared at himself inside, the eyes became more lifeless, the corners of his pale lips were pulled down, sinister and gloomy.

"What a nuisance."

The delicate voice became a little hoarse, and the girl in the light yellow shirt and emerald green hair ornament appeared in the boy's mind.

The skin is not white, even a little sallow, I don't have any impression of that face, but the eyes are pretty, bright and beautiful, making people want to destroy them.

She shouldn't have touched that well and discovered the secret at the bottom of that well.

Why bother?
The door of the room was knocked, but Shen Muting didn't move at all, when someone outside said: "Master, today's medicine is ready, do you want to drink it now?"

"drink."

He raised his hand to tie his hair back up, his voice became hoarse, and he got up and paced to open the door.

The moment the sun shone, he squinted his eyes, and a disgusted expression flashed across his face.

Take the medicine and drink it up.

Every time he takes the medicine, he will have a sleepy period of one hour, very tired, and he will let the flow take its course and not force himself to resist.

Just when the door was about to close, the people outside said: "Master, it will be spring hunting in a few days, do you want to go?"

"Of course, I don't go every year." Shen Muting pursed his lips slightly, as if smiling, the crimson robe was particularly dazzling because of the person wearing it.

The visitor took a look and stopped talking, and retreated with the medicine bowl.

"Spring hunting..."

Lying on the bed, Shen Muting murmured and closed his eyes.

He has been waiting for a long time.

mid-March.

Spring hunting is held according to the stipulated time.

The ladies of each family dressed up in their most beautiful appearances, brought their own riding clothes and rode in the carriage one after another.

Tang Qian is no exception.

The old lady asked Madam Yu to make arrangements for her properly, fearing that she would get into trouble with Tang Yue'er, so she specially arranged her with Tang Ruoqing, the first wife's daughter-in-law.

A well-born, talented, good at singing and dancing, a proper girl of heaven, the key character is flexible and kind-hearted.

Tang Qian can't compare with these, who made him set up as a heroine.

Yes, after she got in touch with Tang Ruoqing, the system stuffed a plot into her mind on its own initiative.

(End of this chapter)