Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

The disease attacked suddenly and quickly, her face turned pale and her lips turned black, and Cuiyu carried her back.

I regretted why I agreed to let the young lady go out. It was all her fault.

With He Sheng's departure, the garden returned to silence. Ji Zeheng seemed to be forgotten. He stood there quietly, listening to their messy footsteps and exclamations, and listening to their footsteps fading away. The only sound in the garden was his own breathing.

He exhaled, and it turned into white mist in the air, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

Ji Zeheng stretched out his hand, and snowflakes fell on his palm, feeling cold.

Speaking of which, this was her second time meeting this young lady. The voice of the maid beside her was so recognizable that he would never forget it after hearing it once.

He thought he was here to play with her, but it turned out not to be the case.

Thinking about what he had experienced in the past few days...it seemed no different from before. He thought there would be changes, but there weren't.

That second young lady looks exactly like his dead third sister, so could she also die and have a good talk with his third sister?

Ji Zeheng has a blind stick in his hand, which enables him to get here today.

Speaking of which, he should thank that lady. If it weren't for her, he would not have been able to leave here today.

He Sheng? He remembered her name, very pitiful.

-

When He Sheng opened her eyes again, it was already evening. She ran away at 9:00 a.m. and must have been unconscious for nearly five hours.

With Xu Xihua and Yuzhu, who looked worried, surrounding the bed, He Ziming paced back and forth anxiously in the room.

Xu Xihua squeezed her hand tightly, "Shengsheng...it's good that you woke up, it's good that you woke up."

She lowered her head and pressed her forehead against He Sheng's. "Mom can't lose you... Be careful and go slower when you go out next time, okay?"

She also didn't want her child to be trapped in this small piece of land, and she wanted her child to run and jump happily, but her child's body didn't allow it.

"Mother is sorry for you. I didn't give you a good body. Shengsheng feels so uncomfortable after running a few steps." Xu Xihua felt more and more uncomfortable. She had been in poor health in her early years. Later, after she cultivated herself, her body gradually got better. But it was extremely difficult for her to get pregnant that year. After waiting for so long, she finally got one, but she never expected that the child would be born with congenital defects.

"It's my mother's fault..."

He Sheng rubbed her face, "It has nothing to do with mother, I was careless. Don't blame mother."

Of course, you can't blame her. If you want to blame someone, blame 011. It must be a mistake on its part, or it might be the will of heaven. Why would it add a short-life buff for no reason?

Only after making sure that He Sheng was fine did Xu Xihua and He Ziming leave. They both still had a lot of things to do, as the He family's huge fortune depended on the two of them to manage.

He Sheng's face was still very pale, but it was much better than when I was sick. She sat up and asked Yuzhu, "Where is Cuiyu? My parents didn't blame Cuiyu, right? It was me who insisted on leaving."

"It's okay, the master is not unreasonable. Cuiyu was only fined one month's salary, which is just enough to prevent her from spending money recklessly."

He Sheng was relieved, "Then where did she go?"

"Go get some snacks for the young lady. You haven't eaten anything all day, so have some snacks to fill your stomach."

He Sheng thought of Ji Zeheng and couldn't help asking Yuzhu, "Yuzhu, who was it that made things difficult for Ji Zeheng at the garden gate today?"

"Yes... the Second Miss and the Young Master."

He Sheng knew about He Zhu and He Chengzhou. The second branch of the family was not a good match. He Ziyi was also a playboy. The upper beam was not straight, and the lower beams were crooked.

She remembered the scene she saw before she fainted, and immediately threw back the quilt and started to get dressed.

"Hey, miss, where are you going? Miss, please stop running around. Tell me what you want to do and I will do it for you."

"No, I want to go and see for myself."

Yuzhu frowned, "Miss, the doctor said you need to rest."

He Sheng looked up at her and pursed his lips, "I want to go see Ji Zeheng. He was bullied today."

"I'll go, I'll help you check, please don't run around, okay?"

He Sheng couldn't persuade Yuzhu, otherwise she would have found a way to get rid of her homework, so she had to give up, "Then you can go see how he is doing, and also send him a plate of snacks."

"Okay, I will definitely do it for you." Yuzhu said as she began to undress He Sheng and then stuffed her back into the quilt. "I will go after Cuiyu comes back. Miss, please wait a moment."

Fortunately, Cuiyu came back with a food box not long after. Yuzhu said a few words to her and left the house. Cuiyu laid out the snacks in the food box one by one, "These snacks are not that sweet, but Miss, just one or two pieces are fine. Eating too much will easily cause indigestion."

He Sheng complained, "Why do you take so much if I can't eat it?"

"Let Miss choose, and you can eat the rest later." Cuiyu read out the names of the snacks to her, and then asked her, "Which one do you want to eat?"

"Plum blossom cake."

Cuiyu handed the pastry to He Sheng, who took it in his hand and ate it slowly.

-

Yuzhu was startled when she came to Ji Zeheng's room with the food box. There was no light in the room and it was pitch black. She could barely see a person sitting beside the bed.

Besides, it was unbearably cold in this room. I looked around but couldn't find the charcoal basin. I guess I had overlooked his room...

"Who?" Ji Zeheng asked.

"I am Yuzhu, the maidservant of the Third Miss. The Third Miss asked me to come and see you and bring you a box of cakes."

"Oh, put it down." Ji Zeheng didn't know who the Third Miss was, but he didn't care.

Yuzhu couldn't help but feel scared. She always felt that this place was gloomy, not only because of the cold, but also because of Ji Zeheng.

"Charcoal basin, charcoal basin. Maybe Butler Zhao forgot to arrange it. I'll tell him for you. Also, Young Master Ji should have someone to take care of him. I'll also urge him for you." Yuzhu put the food box on the table.

"The cakes are on the table, Master Ji, enjoy."

Ji Zeheng turned his head following the voice, "Oh, let's go."

Yuzhu swallowed nervously, "Okay, okay."

Only after leaving the room did Yuzhu feel that she could finally breathe. She couldn't say why, but she felt very uncomfortable in there.

She left quickly and hurried back to He Sheng's room to report everything to him.

Ji Zeheng heard the footsteps gradually fading away, and then he moved. He reached out and groped his way towards the table. He was familiar with the furnishings in the room after a few days of bumping into them. If Yuzhu had come a day earlier, she would have seen the floor full of overturned things. Today he had already picked up most of the things, leaving only a few small items that were too hard to touch, so he gave up.

He fumbled for the food box, opened it carefully, and touched the uneven pastry inside. He was stunned for a moment and remembered that these were the patterns on the pastry.

He had never seen such exquisite pastries before, and he would never see them again. He felt around carefully with his fingers, as if trying to picture what the pastry looked like in his mind, but he couldn't imagine...

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he stopped when he remembered his previous experience. Could there be poison in the pastry?

Ji Zeheng wanted to find a mouse to test the poison, but he couldn't see it and it was difficult to catch it, so he had to give up. Forget it, just eat it, and if it dies, it dies.