The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

Just when Shen Youlian was dying, the sound of smashing utensils in the room gradually subsided. Shen Youlian didn't need to look in the mirror to know that his face must be unattractive. With the mentality of not wanting to have any more conflicts with Murong Chengshuang, he adjusted it a little. He changed his face, and then pushed the door and went in. After this push, he didn't push in. He soon realized that the door was locked from the inside, and his heart suddenly roared, so he just slapped down and shook the door. open.

The scene inside the house really shocked Shen Youlian. She saw that Murong Chengshuang's white clothes were stained with blood, and the instigator was holding a sharp porcelain piece in his hand to slit her neck. The many days of abuse made his body worse than before. After the tendons in his hands and feet were picked, he didn't even have the strength to cut open the artery under his neck in one breath, but anxiously got the blood stains all over his body.

Shen Youlian's face turned from livid to pale, and he hurriedly stopped Murong Chengshuang's ridiculous move in his opinion.

With one hand, he restrained Murong Chengshuang, and with the other hand, he crushed the stolen porcelain, turned it into ashes and scattered them in the air.

"you……"

Shen Youlian looked at Murong Chengshuang who was under her restraint, became angry for a moment, raised her palm as if it was about to fall, and slapped Murong fiercely, but the hand that was raised in the air trembled, but finally let it go.

Murong Chengshuang was expressionless at first, but his eyes were blank and empty. After seeing Shen Youlian's actions, a deep sneer suddenly broke out from deep in his throat.

Seeing that Murong looked like a madman, Shen Youlian couldn't help letting go of him, and saw that the wound on his neck was still bleeding, she panicked for a moment.

"Don't treat me like this..." Murong Cheng raised his eyes, his disheveled hair covered half of his bloodless face. Seeing him like this, Shen Youlian complained in her heart why the maid serving Murong was so careless. His hair was never combed.

However, Murong Chengshuang's next sentence made Shen Youlian's heart stop.

"If you treat me like this again, I will mistakenly think that you are in love with me, haha..."

Murong Cheng laughed like a madman, Shen Youlian's pupils narrowed slightly, as if something in his mind exploded with a bang, he hurriedly roared: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Unexpectedly, seeing this, Murong Chengshuang laughed more and more happily, accompanied by uninterrupted panting, Shen Youlian's face flickered, blue, white and red, changing for a while, so wonderful.

Talking is useless.

Shen Youlian simply pressed down on the man, touched the sleeping point, watched him lie down quietly, and then sighed, and found someone to treat Murong Chengshuang.

Murong Chengshuang, you are really sick.

Shen Youlian coughed a few times, and then said to the female doctor who bandaged Murong Cheng and checked, "Can he survive? Can he be saved?"

The doctor is none other than Qianying, who is well-known all over the world. The woman's face is like a peach blossom, her temperament is elegant, and her every move is as gentle as water. This person is the one who was driven away by Murong Chengshuang's unreasonable troubles in the morning.

Fortunately, Miss Qianying doesn't hold grudges, otherwise where would I go to find such a good doctor to see what's wrong with you?Shen Youlian secretly slandered.

That Qianying frowned, and said: "Murong... Mr. Mu is fine, but he is not in good health, and he will rest for a few more months. The medicine formulated with this Qianying can run, move, and make trouble. Naturally, it's just this body Kungfu is gone."

Murong Chengshuang has done bad things, if he is kept in the mansion like this, he is afraid of being slandered and it will be bad for him, so Shen Youlian gave him the pseudonym Mu Wushuang, and raised him like this.

So Qianying called him Mr. Mu.

After listening to Qianying's words, Shen Youlian nodded her head in thought, but suddenly felt a fishy sweetness rolling in her throat, and when she wiped the veil from her mouth, she caught a glimpse of thick black.

Seeing this, Qianying suddenly changed the subject and said, "Compared to Mr. Mu, don't you think your fault... is more fatal?"

Shen Youlian's face darkened, and she said in a cold voice: "Miss Qianying, there are some things you can say, but there are some things you'd better keep silent, to be a smart person."

"Could it be that the lord wants to avoid medical treatment?" Qianying shook her head and sighed.Then stop talking too much.

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like water.

Another year of winter.

When the first snow fell in Mask City, the news of Mr. Zhao, the owner of Zhaojiabao, passed away.

At that time, Dongfang Bubai was watching some trivial matters in Mask City for Shui Ren Miao in the house, and this news came out of Wu Ci'er who jumped in.

"Zhao Nuanzhou gave up his position and was going to take over for Zhao Jingman. He was criticized by several seniors. I don't know if this will work or not?"

Wu Ci'er was biting a sugar cake that was still warm, and was about to grab another sugar cake from Dongfang Bubai's dessert plate with the other hand, and casually talked about it.

Dongfang Bubai said nothing.

He stroked his hand to signal Wu Ci'er to step back.

Wu Ci'er swallowed the last mouthful of the sweet pastry, and she could clearly see Dongfang Bubai's movement of grabbing the book with some force.

"My lord, I will go down now."

Wu Ci'er withdrew.

The author has something to say: ah, it's almost over, it's the end_(:з」∠)_