101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 151 Unexpectedly, labor and management are reborn!

"Take care of me?" Nangong Zhou sneered inwardly, took care of me until my family was ruined?
She wanted to kill Nangong Qian, but she was really unwell, so she forced herself to calm down, took a breath, closed her eyes and waved her hands: "Forget it, you go down first." After speaking, she couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to lie down .

Seeing this, Nangong Qian hurried over to help her to lie down, her movements were careful and gentle. Seeing her like this, the eldest lady nodded in relief.

His head hurt so much, so he lay down and rested, and when he woke up again, it was early morning, staring blankly at the bed curtain, with his mouth slightly open: So these were not dreams, I came back by myself!Reborn!Suzaku has eyes!
Waking up here naturally woke up Nangong Qian who was keeping watch. Seeing that she was awake, he hurriedly walked over and sat by the bed with a concerned look on his face: "Sister Zhou, how are you? Does your head still hurt? Do you want some water?" He asked. He reached out his hand to tuck the quilt for her.

Seeing her like this, Nangong Zhou grabbed her hand that tucked the quilt for him, his eyes were full of hatred, he was not dreaming, she came back, and the Suzaku God finally opened his eyes.

Nangong Qian was in pain from being caught, and seeing the overwhelming hatred in her eyes, she was startled: Did she know that she was the one who pushed her down?Feel guilty but dare not reveal it: "Sister Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

After a long sigh of relief, he suddenly let go of his hand, blinked his eyes and the hatred disappeared: "It's okay, it's much better, you go down and rest first." Nangongqian, I will play with you well!And that young teacher, I will get them back one by one.

The man who was inexplicably hated sneezed in the Xianxing Palace. He was sitting cross-legged on the couch on the second floor with a feather fan in his hand. He also felt strange. The weather was obviously so hot, why did he suddenly sneeze?
It's a day, it should be mid-June now, the weather is getting hotter, the wound on Nangong Zhou's head is no longer bleeding, Nangong Qian is still serving him with all his heart, but Nangong Zhou is always listless, yes She wasn't too keen either.

One day, Nangong Qian personally boiled the medicine and brought it over. Nangong Zhou was half leaning on the bed, leaning on the soft pillow at the waist, and Yu was reading with a book in his hand. After picking it up, I continued to read with my head down.

"Sister Zhou, the medicine is here." Nangong Qian walked in and brought the medicine bowl over.

Nangongzhou caressed the wound wrapped in white cloth: "Thanks to my sister for taking care of me these days." He put down the book and took the bowl. He was a little displeased by the smell of the medicine, and frowned slightly: "This medicine is very bitter. , go get some candied fruit."

Nangong Qian stood up and went to the outer room to fetch dried fruit: "Hey." Taking this opportunity, Nangong Zhou poured the medicine into the spittoon beside the bed, stuffed the spittoon into the corner, and squeezed the spittoon on purpose when someone came in. Nose frowned and eyebrows: "It's very bitter."

As he spoke, he handed over the bowl, took the candied fruit and put it in his mouth, Liu Mei let go of it.

"The good medicine tastes bitter, it's for sister Zhou's health." Nangong Qian looked at the empty medicine bowl, suppressing the joy in her heart, and was a little worried: "Sister Zhou, the wound on your forehead I don't know when it will be good, but on the first day of the eighth lunar month, the sparrow god will perform a sacrifice and dance, and I'm afraid it will leave scars." As he spoke, he showed a worried expression.

Nangong Zhou picked up the book and continued to read: "Let's talk, you go down first." But he sneered in his heart, finally couldn't help it?In the previous life, I used this sparrow god to sacrifice and dance, so I was able to catch up with King Rui and Shao Guoshi. How could I do what you wish today?

　Shihua: Huh huh huh?The author of the sand sculpture hasn't been named yet, so it's up to me!Shihua (arrogant) is here to show you how to stab the hero with bare hands!
　　Come, come, watch it (the white knife enters and the red knife exits) The hero N fell to the ground and died!

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