In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

"Are you looking for her?" Han Che was a little puzzled.

I can't figure out how there is any intersection between them.

"My senior brother is injured and needs Ice Soul Cold Lotus," Liu Wangshu explained.

Han Che chuckled, "Well, you really care about your senior brother."

Why do these words sound sour?

"Brother is also because of me." Liu Wangshu pushed Han Che away and held his hand, "Of course I will do my part."

Feeling that his hand was empty, Han Che's eyes darkened a bit, and soon he returned to smiling, "Then what do you want to do, let me help you?"

"No need." Although this sounded very tempting, Liu Wangshu refused.

Leaving aside what purpose Han Che had, she should stay away from Han Che just based on what he said to her at that time.

What she wants, I'm afraid I can't give it.

"That's fine," Han Che didn't insist, "If you need my help, just ask."

"Thank you," Liu Wangshu nodded, "It's getting late, I'm going to bed."

This time, Han Che didn't stop her from closing the window.Instead, he silently watched the screen window fall.

Liu Wangshu's face disappeared along with the screen window.

Just like countless times in dreams, Han Che suddenly felt inexplicable melancholy.

Is it that no matter how hard she tries, there will be no results between them.

After a long time, he said belatedly, "Good night, sweet dreams."

This time, he stood under her window all night.

He deluded himself into thinking that only in this way, he would have a better chance in this love competition.

The next morning, when Liu Wangshu woke up, the person in front of the window had disappeared.

She knew that Han Che stood outside all night, because she also stayed up all night, and didn't close her eyes in a daze until it was almost dawn.

Between her and Han Che, after all, is...

Liu Wangshu rubbed his head helplessly, then walked towards the kitchen.

Now the brothers and sisters are very tired, so naturally they got up early today and went to make breakfast.

But when she opened the kitchen door, she found that there was already a fire in the stove, and there was a small stew pot on it, making a gurgling sound.

"What?" Liu Wangshu frowned, the smell in the kitchen was a bit strange.

And the source of all this came from that small stew pot.

She was a little curious, and took a few steps forward to carefully open the cover, and a stronger breath choked her back.

This stew pot is used for the big brother to decoct medicine, but today the things in it are different from the medicine in the past.

Liu Wangshu's eyes swept across the kitchen, and finally fixed on the porcelain bowl beside him.

The porcelain bowl was clean, but the bottom of the bowl had a suspicious red color.

She accidentally brought the medicine over and smelled it carefully.

"Come to the kitchen early in the morning, hungry?"

A voice sounded behind him, so scared that Liu Wangshu slipped his hand, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground.

"Brother", Liu Wangshu turned his head and looked at Min Sheng who was by the door, "this bowl"

A trace of panic flashed in Min Sheng's eyes, "Go back first, I'll cook."

Liu Wangshu didn't move, but squatted down and picked up a piece of debris with his hand.

"Go out." Min Sheng's tone was inexplicably eager, "Be careful of hurting your hands."

Liu Wangshu raised his head, looked at Min who was trying to restrain himself and tried his best to keep his face normal, and said: "Brother, you shouldn't do this."

Even if the senior brother's current situation is not optimistic, it shouldn't be like this.

"Besides this, is there any other way?" Min Sheng simply showed his cards.

If she guessed right, the porcelain bowl contained human blood, and with Min Sheng's reaction, she was even more sure that it was Min Sheng's blood.

"Senior brother," Liu Wangshu felt a little helpless, "Even if you are doing it for the sake of senior brother, you still have to take care of yourself."

It seems that Min Sheng intends to use his own blood as medicine to heal Chen Ruochu's wounds.

This method is not uncommon in some classics that are regarded as banned books by decent, but because this method is too bloody and does not conform to the style of decent, it is banned.

And the most important point is that this method treats the symptoms but not the root cause, which is very tasteless.

"What else can I do?" Min Sheng smiled wryly.

In the past few days, he has gone through all the books, and everything is telling him that only the Ice Soul Cold Lotus can save the elder brother.

The demons will definitely not give it, even if he tries to grab it with his ability, he can't get it, so he can only use this stupid method.

At least, it can make the big brother suffer less.

"You are so stupid." Liu Wangshu was a little angry, "Then you can still use your blood to support senior brother for a lifetime?"

Feeding with blood will make people who take medicine become dependent on this blood, and must consume a small bowl every day.

Min Sheng, how much blood can he give Chen Ruochu.

Suddenly, Liu Wangshu stood up and grabbed Min Sheng's sleeve, "Brother, did you do this long ago?"

"No." Min Sheng quickly withdrew his hand, "I'll think of another way."

After all, he left the kitchen as if fleeing.Only Liu Wangshu was left standing alone.

Liu Wangshu rubbed her two fingers carefully for a while, just now she clearly felt that there was a very rough patch on the second senior brother's arm, which must be caused by a stuttering wound.

"It seems that this matter cannot be delayed any longer," Liu Wangshu said slowly, looking at the necessary fragments on the ground.

Using this method to make Min Sheng go to the doctor in a hurry, it means that Chen Ruochu's health is worse than she thought.

Liu Wangshu packed up the pieces of the porcelain bowl, then turned and left the kitchen.

"Achu", as soon as he returned to the room, Liu Wangshu hurriedly consulted with someone.

If you want to persuade Mo Wanjun to take out the ice soul lotus to save someone, you still need to get to know this person first, and then do what he likes.

Ah Chu was called out by Liu Wangshu, with an irritable expression on his face, "You husband and wife are really good at it. You won't let anyone fall asleep after a peaceful night's sleep. I just fell asleep when the ice was gone, and you woke me up again."

Because Han Che stood outside last night, Ah Chu was frightened all night. Although her memory of this man was a little fuzzy, she knew that this man was more terrifying than Jiang Ying.

"Be good," Liu Wangshu patted her hair, "I'll ask something, and you can go back to sleep after asking."

"Ah", Ah Chu suddenly looked at Liu Wangshu, "You said Mo Wanjun, this person is not easy to get along with."

In the previous life, although Mo Wanjun was a demon saint, everyone knew that she was born by her father and a mortal prostitute, and she followed her mother around since she was a child.

"Really?" Liu Wangshu obviously didn't believe it. According to what Achu said, Mo Wanjun's temperament is not like that either.

Putting other things aside, Mo Wanjun's temperament is beyond dust, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a fairy in the sky.

"Don't be fooled by her appearance," Achuyu shook his head earnestly, "If she is so harmless, can she become a demon saint from a prostitute?"

Liu Wangshu was a little confused, "Then, how did she do it?"

"Her father," Ah Chu sighed, "Her father is the son of the previous saint, but the saint can only be a man."

"Then it's not a matter of course for her to become a saint," Liu Wangshu quickly answered.

Ah Chu gave her a speechless look, "But she also has an older sister, who was born to her father and a noble girl from the Demon Race."

Liu Wangshu's expression froze. If so, then Mo Wanjun could be recognized by her biological father and replace her sister as a saint. Her methods are not insignificant.

"So, if you want to ask her for something, you should think about it." Ah Chu looked at Liu Wangshu sympathetically.

That day when Liu Wangshu talked with Mo Wanjun in the city that never sleeps, Ah Chu felt that this Mo Wanjun was exactly the same as the previous life.

How could Liu Wangshu beat her?

"Then", Liu Wangshu hesitated for a while, "That can't just be forgotten."

If the senior brother's injury is not cured, the second senior brother may use more extreme methods.

Ah Chu pondered for a while, and said: "You should go to Han Che for help, Mo Wanjun may give him this face."

"You might as well not say it," Liu Wangshu gave her a white look.

And she didn't know that as long as Han Che was willing to make a move, this matter would be at least [-]% sure, not to mention ten percent.

But in this way, Han Che couldn't tell.

Since ancient times, favors are the most difficult to repay, especially if this person still likes you.

"Let's take one step at a time and see one step at a time. Why do you think so much?" Ah Chu didn't understand her train of thought.

Since the ultimate goal is to save people, it's fine to save people first, and the rest can be done slowly later.

Liu Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."

People are dying, but I am still struggling with these things here.

"Then I'll look for him again at night," just feeling a little sorry for Han Che.

Liu Wangshu lay down on the bed, she just wanted to sleep well.

It has only been half a year since she came here, but she feels that what she has experienced is richer than all her experiences in the previous 18 years combined.

At night, Liu Wangshu looked at the empty windows and knew that Han Che would not come today.

She took out the grass from under the pillow, struggled for a long time, but still poured spiritual power into it.

She didn't give Han Che an answer that night, but Han Che still left the sound transmission grass on her window sill.

"Han Che, are you busy?"

Han Che heard this voice when he was dealing with business, and his first reaction was that he was hallucinating.

He thought, how could Liu Wangshu take the initiative to look for him, and then buried himself in the matter.

Seeing no response from the other end, Liu Wangshu hesitated, "Did you fall asleep?"

On the other end, Han Che put down the pen in his hand, made sure it was really Liu Wangshu, and smirked.

"Not asleep yet," just when Liu Wangshu was giving up hope, Han Che's voice came over.

Liu Wangshu had rehearsed those words many times in his mind, but when he really heard Han Che's voice, his mind went blank again.

"I, I," Liu Wangshu's voice stammered, "I think."

"Yes", Han Che's firm tone came from the other end.

Liu Wangshu was confused, "I haven't said anything yet."

"I know," Han Che said with a bit of a smile, "but as long as you ask, I won't refuse."

As long as it is your proposal, I will try my best to satisfy it.