Taoist Quick Wear

Yin Siting is as timid as a mouse, but she is also afraid of mice. She is afraid of insects, snakes and ants.

"I'll go take a look." Si Qingheng quickly walked to the closet. Yin Siting hid far away and didn't dare to look.

Si Qingheng opened the closet door...and stopped suddenly.

He was originally going to open the closet door completely, but now he half-hided it and closed most of the closet door.

Si Qingheng's expression was very strange, and his eyes were a little dull.

Yin Siting had never seen him show such an expression.

Si Qingheng's expression most of the time is indifferent, sarcastic, sarcastic, hypocritical, and cold... Although his smile is beautiful, in Yin Siting's eyes, he is almost like a devil. He held her life in his hands like a puppet, controlling her life and death step by step. The feeling of being precarious was so terrible. No matter how good he was, Yin Siting felt that there was a kind of blood lingering around him that could not be washed away.

In order to get the upper hand, he did not know how many people's blood was stained on his hands.

When he thought of this, even his hand with clear joints on the closet door became terrifying.

Just pinch her neck and twist it gently...

Her father is seriously ill and she doesn't know how long she can survive under Si Qingheng's hands...

"Are...are there any mice?" Yin Siting shuddered and stood far away.

Si Qingheng's expression was still a little strange.

He seemed to be extremely frightened but was trying to calm down.

He has always kept his emotions secretive, and although he rarely hides his negative emotions, before this, Yin Siting always thought that he was a person who would not change his appearance even if the mountain collapsed. He never thought that he would be frightened like ordinary people.

At this moment... Si Qingyan was standing in the closet with a frank look on her face, holding the mouse's tail between her fingertips, and looking at Si Qingheng.

Why are you here?

Little brother, what's the matter with you?

Si Qingheng asked with his eyes.

Come all come...

Si Qingyan didn't know how to explain it, so she silently handed the mouse over.

It would not be exposed at first, but unexpectedly a mouse suddenly appeared in the closet. Although Si Qingyan caught the mouse in time, its slithering movements still alarmed Si Qingheng.

Si Qingheng didn't want Yin Siting to know about this, so he took the mouse quietly handed over by Si Qingyan with an expressionless face.

Silence, silence, silence is the wedding room tonight...

Si Qingheng picked up the squeaking rat and closed the cabinet door.

"Ah!" Yin Siting was frightened and turned pale as soon as she saw the mouse.

"I'll have someone come in and look for any other rats." Si Qingheng said calmly.

"No... no need, it's already very late. Let's go to bed early."

Yin Siting quickly stopped him.

Now, Si Qingyan was sure that Yin Siting knew that there was someone under the bed.

But Si Qingheng didn't know. He just felt a little weird...

Could it be that Yin Siting and Qingyan hooked up at some point, otherwise...this...

Why is Qingyan in the cabinet?

Si Qingheng couldn't understand.

"Aren't you afraid of mice? I'll have someone come over and look for it carefully." Si Qingheng had a headache when he thought of some possibility.

Is it because Yin Siting is afraid of death and is acting crazy, dragging Si Qingyan into this matter?

"No need...I'm not afraid anymore." Yin Siting insisted, which made Si Qingheng even more unhappy.

"Let's... rest early." Yin Siting advised her as she was afraid of something happening again.

"good."

Si Qingheng agreed, carrying the mouse and going out to wash his hands.

When Si Qingheng went out, voices could be heard from under the bed.

"Let him drink it quickly. Success or failure depends on this. If he dies, I will be able to take over the Yin family soon if he dies."

"Brother...I..." Yin Siting was still a little scared.

Although she hated and feared Si Qingheng, it was extremely difficult for her to poison him with her own hands.

"It's not poison, it will only make him incapacitated."

"Cui Cui, don't be afraid, I will deal with him when the time comes."

A man's voice came from under the bed.

He seemed to have been injured in his throat, and his voice was hoarse and strange when he spoke, making him look very gloomy.

Footsteps could be heard outside, getting closer and closer.

It seems that Si Qingheng is back.

Si Qingyan heard this conversation and was thinking about how to prevent Si Qingheng from drinking the tea poured by Yin Siting. Unexpectedly, Si Qingheng said:

"There's a mouse in this room. Let's move to another room tonight."

"Cui Cui, I've already asked people to clean up the West Bedroom. You go there first."

No...if we move there, how can we bring this tea with us?

Moreover, after changing the place of residence, what should I do with my brother who is hiding under the bed?

Yin Siting was so anxious that beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. She suddenly had a quick wit, covered her stomach, and fell down on the bed.

"Brother Si, my stomach hurts..."

"I'll go ask the doctor." Si Qingheng's face was expressionless, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

"Maybe I'm inhaling too fast, let me slow down... It's so late, there's no need to call a doctor."

Yin Siting covered her stomach and lay half-tilt on the bed.

"You were frightened by the mouse, you'd better move to another place." Si Qingheng's tone was firm.

"No, no, no, the mouse has been caught by Brother Si... It just hurts a little. Let me lie down here for a while."

Yin Siting used almost all the acting skills she has developed over the years, and performed exceptionally well, vividly and vividly playing a pregnant woman who suddenly had a stomachache.

Si Qingyan couldn't guess the development of the situation now, so she could only watch silently in the closet.

I always felt that Si Qingheng would not drink the tea easily.

But why did Yin Siting harm Si Qingheng even though she was pregnant?

Is the one under the bed the eldest young master or the second young master?

"Since you don't want to invite a doctor, then don't invite him." Si Qingheng sat on the chair, his hair half-dried, and glanced at Yin Siting with his deep eyes, which seemed to have some profound meaning.

What on earth does she want to do?

Yin Siting felt panicked when he saw her, and she was afraid that he had seen through it all.

"Time flies so fast. Since we have known each other for six or seven years..."

Yin Siting said softly, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"At that time, you came to the Yin family with your elder brother. When I saw you for the first time, I thought that this elder brother is very handsome, but he doesn't like to smile. I didn't expect that you are still like this now."

If it doesn't work tonight, she will die.

If it happens, Si Qingheng will die.

Only one of them can survive.

Or she would do nothing and wait for him to be disgusted and be tortured to death.

It is too common for women to die twice during childbirth.

How dare she keep putting her life in his hands, waiting for him to show kindness or to pray for mercy.

As for actually being a couple…

This possibility probably only happens in dreams.

"There are too few things to be happy about." Si Qingheng vaguely recalled that Miss Yin was still an innocent little girl at that time.

He also knew not to blame her too much.

Miss Yin was raised according to the standards of being a good wife and mother, and treating her husband as her first priority. Her mother was Mr. Wen's concubine. She did not dare to speak loudly and kept her head lowered. She was small and timid. She died of illness a few years ago. At that time, Yin Siting was so thin that she lost her shape, and she was very afraid that she would be like her mother, being randomly arranged to marry a man, living in a house day after day, and one day suddenly falling ill and dying hastily. She was sad and sad. She was frightened all day long and couldn't sleep well.

Later, the eldest young master got closer and closer to her.

At that time, Commander Yin treated the eldest young master very well. The relationship between father and son was much deeper than that between ordinary father and son. They could even block each other's guns on the battlefield... The eldest young master may have saved a share of the Yin family's blood to give birth to him. The child's mind later led to the current situation.

"That's what you said...but I haven't seen you laugh well for a long time. Soon you will become the handsome man here. Isn't this something worth being happy about?" Yin Siting said softly.

"Not bad." Although this incident was worthy of celebration, Si Qingheng couldn't laugh when he thought of Si Qingyan hiding in the cabinet.

My brother won't plot against him tonight under the pretext of reinstating Chao Gang, right?

Si Qingheng had a headache when he thought of this.

Even if he smiled, the smile never reached his eyes.

"You have been very kind to me in the past few years and have always taken care of me. Every year when I celebrate my birthday, you carefully choose a gift. I am very happy... If this had not happened, I would definitely treat you as my brother. treat."

Yin Siting was very emotional.

Perhaps because this was the last time the two of them talked, her attitude was very calm, and she also remembered some of Si Qingheng's benefits.

He has never given gifts to other women.

They are all nominally given to a certain gentleman.

Although it can be said that he is thoughtful, at least he is also thoughtful.

If she were not Miss Yin, but someone else from Wancheng, she would definitely admire him like the other ladies.

I don’t know what it’s like for him to really care about someone.

Si Qingheng felt a little weird when he heard this.

Yin Siting treats her brother...

Although they are not blood relatives, they have been blood relatives for at least ten years.

Just forget it...

"As long as you're happy."

Yin Siting spoke for a long time, and Si Qingheng replied with a few words. She didn't feel embarrassed and continued.

"We haven't talked like this for a long time. It was a long time ago. On the day my mother passed away, it was snowing heavily. I hid in the garden. You came to me with a lantern, wrapped me in your cloak, and carried me back..."

"I always thought it was my brother who came to pick me up, but later I found out it was you and didn't dare to say thank you."

When Yin Siting thought of the warm embrace in the snow, she felt very complicated.

"..." Si Qingheng didn't know what to say.

He almost never spent time alone or communicated with women. Of course, Si Qingyan was still in the closet, so it was not considered alone at the moment. Yin Siting was seriously recalling old things... so embarrassing.

If we continue talking, Si Qingyan will know all about this nonsense.

Although Si Qingheng doesn't mind marrying Yin Siting, if the inside story of this matter is known to Si Qingyan, it will be very...

Everyone said that he married into the Yin family because of his superior status, but he didn't mind that much.

What if she continues and lets Si Qingyan know that the child in Yin Siting's belly is not his...

Does he still want to lose face?

Maybe Si Qingyan already knows.

When Si Qingheng thought of this, his expression became distorted.

"I..." Yin Siting was frightened by him and did not dare to say anything.

"Brother Si, today is also your special day. I'll give you a toast with tea instead of wine."

Yin Siting's stomach pain was gone and she could even walk. She picked up the cup of tea that had already cooled down and presented it to Si Qingheng.

Si Qingheng was about to take it when there was another sound in the closet.

Little brother, what's the matter with you? There won't be any mice again, right? What's going on in Yin Mansion, there are so many rats?

For the first time, Yin Siting hated mice so much.

But she was quietly relieved in her heart.

Young Master Yin, who was hiding under the bed, also began to hate mice! After taking care of Si Qingheng, you must smash that damn wardrobe into pieces! So hateful!

He had been hiding under the bed for several hours, his legs were numb, mosquitoes were staring at his eyelids, itching, but he couldn't scratch or move, it was too painful...

This matter was really full of twists and turns, Cuicui was too useless.

Si Qingheng stood in front of the cabinet door, Si Qingyan made a gesture inside to stop drinking.

Si Qingheng nodded slightly and closed the cabinet door.

"Where's the mouse?" Yin Siting asked in a low voice.

"I didn't catch it." Si Qingheng's eyes became sharp, which made Yin Siting feel uneasy.

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