Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

37Chapter 37

The Shen family's mansion is very large. Starting from the Songtao Pavilion where Shen Ji was, the two of them walked for about half an hour before arriving at the main courtyard where Shen's father was. Determined to find an excuse to avoid all the day-to-day sleepovers in the future.

Greetings, new daughter-in-law. Except for Shen Ji and Lin Guo, everyone in the main hall arrived early. She quietly glanced at the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman on the main seat. Lin Guo knew that it was Shen's father, Shen Hao and his second wife, Shen Qishi.

"Ji'er is here," greeted cordially, and Shen Qi's face was full of indistinguishable smiles, "This is Yao'er, I couldn't see clearly through the hijab yesterday, come and let mother Take a good look."

"Greetings to father and mother." With an unmistakable salute, Lin Guo raised his head generously, and his expression and posture did not show the slightest shyness before.

Being shy in the room is a matter of taste, if you go out of the room and put on a petty air, not to mention Shen Ji, even Lin Guo can't appreciate such a self.

Bright eyes are good at gazing, looking forward to brilliance.

Even though he had long heard that the Ye family's concubine looked like a good girl to Xiao Mu, Shen Qi still shook his head when he saw the other party clearly for the first time.

It is a kind of beauty that has transcended gender. Although Ye Yao can be seen as a man who is not feminine, but Shen Qi still can't help but want to use all the words to describe the beauty of women on the other party.

"It seems that big brother must have had a good time last night." Looking at the boy's figure frivolously, the young man sitting in the first seat on the right said casually, "Look at this little hoarse voice, last night..."

"Le'er, don't be rude!" Opposite the young man called "Le'er", a man with a rigid face first interrupted Shen Le's unseemly teasing, and then cupped his hands in Shen Ji's direction.

"Le'er is used to wandering around, so please don't take offense."

In just a few words, Lin Guo had roughly confirmed the identities of the people in the room. The two who spoke just now were the two precious sons that Shen Qi had in mind. They are the third young master Shen Su and the fourth young master Shen Le.

Although Shen Hao has many wives and concubines in the back house, he really has no relationship with children. Except for Shen Ji, Shen Su and Shen Le in front of him, there are two other young masters, Shen Yi and Fifth Miss, who are sitting in the tail seat and carefully pretending to be dead. Jade.

There is no specific rule, but at any rate, they all chose the four-sound word uniformly, and matched the names and faces in the materials one by one. Lingo looked at the nose, nose, nose and heart, as if he didn't see the dark tide in the hall.

"It doesn't matter." Glancing at Shen Le, Shen Ji held the cold hand of the person beside him under the cover of his sleeve, "Shen Ji is rigid, so he can't compare to my fourth brother who hangs around the Qinlou Chu Pavilion every night."

"Enough." Seeing that the smell of gunpowder in the room was getting stronger and stronger, Father Shen, who had been holding a teacup and didn't speak, waved his hand at Shen Le, who still wanted to refute, "His Royal Highness's Plum Garden Club will have a grand banquet in the near future. Guest, you just stay at home to cultivate your body and mind recently."

"And you." Turning his gaze to Lin Guo, Father Shen taught with a serious expression, "Although you are a man, once you have entered the door of my Shen family, you are the daughter-in-law of my Shen family."

"Ji'er is not in good health, you have to remember to do your duty as a wife."

Is this saying that he shouldn't be pestering Shen Ji last night?Responding perfunctorily in his heart, Linguo took his fingers out of the man's warm palm, and then picked up the teacup that was handed over by the maid beside Shen Qi on a tray.

The wall of the cup was scorching hot, even through the saucer, he could still feel the scorching temperature. If it wasn't for Lin Guo's strong self-control, he would have thrown the teacup out of his hands reflexively.

It turned out that there was such a hand waiting for him, every second let Zero Eleven shield himself from the pain in his hand, Lin Guo felt that there was only a trace of heat left on his fingertips, and stepped forward steadily and handed the teacup to the smiling face. Shen Qi lived.

"Mother, please drink tea."

Unexpectedly, the young man could bear the almost boiling temperature without changing his expression. Shen Qi looked at the cup of daughter-in-law tea being handed to him, and was speechless for a while.

Under the eyes of everyone, Shen Qi, who has always worked hard to maintain his reputation of being virtuous and kind, couldn't push this cup of tea for no reason. Seeing that his master was in trouble, the maid who was carrying the tray immediately stepped down and rushed towards Linguo cleverly.

But how could Lin Guo, who was determined to let Shen Qi suffer a little bit, give up so easily?Cleverly dodging Shen Qi's handmaid's touch, Lin Guo's voice was full of sincerity and respect: "Mother, please drink tea."

Glancing dissatisfied at the maid who flung herself on the ground to embarrass herself, Shen Qi took the cup of hot tea from the young man with a smirk, lifted the lid of the cup enduring the pain and took a sip, Shen Qi almost lost her composure in pain Exhale.

But she can't, the master has always paid attention to rules and face, no matter what the reason is, the one who makes a fool of himself in front of everyone will definitely attract the dislike of the other party.

The mistress of the house was indeed a ruthless person, she covered her red fingertips with her sleeves, Lin Guo was very curious whether the other party's throat was bubbling from the scalding tea.

For the sake of a man's liking, he endured this for the sake of it. Could it be that this is the legendary house fight that kills without blood?

No one could answer Lin Guo's question, and nothing unexpected happened next, except that Shen Qi avoided breakfast with the excuse of being unwell, and everyone ate the meal peacefully and harmoniously.

There were too many rules in the high gate compound, and it wasn't until he stepped out of the main hall full of ghosts that Lin Guo relaxed and slumped his shoulders.

"Does it hurt?"

The man walking in front suddenly stopped, and the wandering Lin Guo couldn't brake in time, and the tip of his nose slammed into the hard back of the other party.

"Huh?" Wrinkled his nose, the boy hid his hands behind his back trying to hide it, "Does it hurt?"

"Don't lie to me." Pulling the other's right hand hidden behind him, Shen Ji lifted up the other's wide sleeve.

Bright red traces covered the boy's beautiful fingers, and the thin white fingertips were hot and swollen, and they had turned into five glowing red carrots before he knew it.

"My husband said this..." Curling his fingers uneasily, the young man explained in a low voice, "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt as much as it looks."

Being slapped by the other party's sudden slap in the face, Shen Ji paused, and almost forgot what he was going to say for a moment.

That's right, now that he's out of the room, according to his instructions, the young man should call him Mr.

He is obedient.

This thought flashed through his mind quickly, Shen Ji changed his footsteps, and pulled his partner to go to the pharmacy.

He never likes to take people with him when he goes out, but today, this habit has brought him a little trouble.

"No need, I'll go back and apply some ointment myself." The thin wrist in the palm of his hand was gently pulled back, and the young man leaned closer to Shen Ji as if biting his ear, "I went to the pharmacy as soon as I served tea to my mother. The servants will Gossiping."

What's more, Shen Qishi had just suffered a dark loss in his hands, Lin Guo didn't want to touch the opponent's bad luck at this time.

gossip?Raising his eyebrows amusingly, Shen Ji looked curiously at the stubborn young man behind him.

Why, Shen Ji looks like a man who is afraid of criticism?It's not like a woman in a deep house who only has parents who are short-lived on weekdays. If he loves his own people, is he afraid that other people will not be able to speak?

"Let's go," coquettishly, the boy tugged the man in front of him back again, "Sir, shall we go back?"

For such a trivial matter, Shen Ji certainly would not insist on forcing it unreasonably. Seeing that the other party was really unwilling, he followed the other party's strength and walked back.

Reminiscent of the young man's vision in medical skills last night and this morning, Shen Ji suddenly felt that the other party probably didn't like their Shen family's pharmacy either.

The whole journey was silent, until returning to the room and seeing the other party dig out an inconspicuous round flat box from the small dowry bundle, Shen Ji poured himself a cup of warm tea and said, "You seem to be very talented in medical skills."

Judging from the information I have investigated, the mother who died young was just an ordinary medical girl. Even if she was influenced by her mother when she was young, the other party's medical skills should not be so good that she can see the coldness on her body at a glance poison.

"I just like it very much," smiled sheepishly, and the boy looked at the small box that had to be twisted hard to open with his ten swollen fingers in distress. "When I was young, I couldn't run around. I could only follow my mother to recite medical books sentence by sentence."

"My sense of taste is very good, so I am very good at distinguishing medicinal materials."

Unable to see the boy's clumsy appearance, Shen Ji put down the teacup he had only taken a sip from, and silently unscrewed the small box containing the ointment for him.

The light blue ointment came rushing towards his face with a fresh fragrance, Shen Ji's spirit lifted, and he unconsciously thought of the meatball hidden between the other's lips last night.

What a nightmare.

Abandoning the clean wood chips put aside by the young man, Shen Ji gently dipped his hand into the ointment and applied it on the young's red and swollen fingertips. The skin temperature under the fingers was high but still delicate and smooth. Cocoon, Shen Ji almost thought that the boy was dumped on the sedan chair.

As if he hadn't been treated so tenderly and considerately for a long time, the young man stared blankly at Shen Ji, with joy that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

"You're drooping as soon as you go out, but now you're refreshed?" Blowing at the young man's ointment-smeared fingers, Shen Ji casually took the handkerchief on the table and wiped his hands, "Facing Mrs. Why aren't you afraid?"

It's no surprise that the man called his "mother" so indifferently, the boy raised his head solemnly and said, "Because I don't want to embarrass my husband."

"And I know," the voice suddenly became quieter, and the young man no longer dared to meet Shen Ji's eyes, "Mother... Mrs. Shen Qi married me to my husband, and she didn't have any good intentions in the first place."

"A person like me, how can there be a happy fate."

"People in the Ye family are making fun of me. They are jealous that I am married to the handsome son-in-law of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites, and they also laugh at me for cutting off the incense of a good son." Staring at the slippery ointment that was gradually absorbed on his hand, the young man was sullen. He muffled his voice, "I thought my husband would beat me and scold me for despising me like them, but you didn't."

"So I want to pay you back."

"Sanggong, the moment I saw your family, I realized that we are the same."