Chapter 909 There is a poor little boy in my family 28
Qingwu agreed upon hearing this and said, "There will be no next time."
If this plot guy wants to kill her again in the future, she will kill Luck.
Come on, let's hurt each other.
……
The eldest lady of the General's Mansion woke up, but the second lady was inexplicably infected with the cold and fell into a coma.
When the second aunt came to plead for mercy, the old lady pondered for a long time. After all, she was her own granddaughter, so she couldn't bear to be too heartless, so she agreed to recuperate first, and then continue to think about her faults after she recovered.
Qingwu was drinking medicine when he heard the news.
After listening to Xiaocui's report, she put down the bowl, looked at the young man sitting next to her, and asked quietly: "Did you do it?"
"Yes," Yun Yiqing admitted sincerely, "she pushed you, and I retaliated with tooth."
After a pause, the hands hidden in the sleeves tightened: "Sister...do you think it's wrong for me to do this?"
"..."
How should she answer this?
Her Zaizai's thinking is a bit distorted. Where is the good young man who was promised to be?
Facing his nervous gaze, Qingwu surrendered.
Forget it, she raised him anyway, so it's normal for her to have this temper.
Thinking like this, she smiled and praised him: "Well done."
She originally wanted to take revenge herself.
The person who was praised gave her a soft smile, which was clean and harmless.
Qing Wu moved his neck and said, "After lying in bed for so many days, my body is a little stiff. Yiqing, please go out with me for a walk and bask in the sun."
"Okay."
Yun Yiqing agreed, but did not stand up immediately. Instead, he reached out and pushed the medicine bowl in front of her, saying, "Sister, drink the medicine first."
Qingwu: "..."
Looking at the dark medicine in the porcelain white bowl, she looked expressionless and tried to struggle: "I think my illness is cured." "The doctor said that my sister's body is still very weak and needs to be taken care of. This medicine, I still have to drink for a few days.”
"I'm really fine," she said seriously.
Yun Yiqing pursed her thin crimson lips, trembled her eyelashes, and said softly: "Sister, don't be willful."
When a child three years younger said this, she blinked and looked at him wordlessly for a few seconds.
Then take a deep breath...
He picked up the bowl compromisingly and took a sip.
Licking his lower lip, enduring the physiological nausea and savoring the lingering taste in his mouth, Qing Wu, who had studied medicine and had excellent medical skills, slightly frowned. What kind of messy medicinal materials are mixed in here? It was so painful that her blood tank was almost empty.
Seeing that she had finished drinking, the young man came over and stuffed a fructose that he had prepared in her mouth.
Well, it’s not too bitter.
She relaxed her eyebrows while chewing the candy.
Qingwu usually exercises, and her physique is much better than that of ordinary daughters, so she can basically be active and active within a few days of waking up.
But Yun Shixia was not so lucky.
She had been ill for a full month, and after several escapes from hell, her condition gradually improved under the aura of the heroine.
As soon as she recovers from the illness, she will continue to be punished and stay in the Buddhist hall to meditate for three months.
During this period, Qingwu also visited her to express his "concern".
Well...actually, I gave her a slap in the face.
In the Buddhist hall, Yun Shixia gritted her teeth and wrote the three words "Yun Qingwu" on the paper. After writing the last stroke, she turned the pen sharply and crossed out the name above.
A strong fighting spirit arose in my heart, dissipating the remaining guilt.
Thinking that in her previous life, she lived a carefree and unrestrained life in modern times, with wealth that rivaled the country, she had never been so aggrieved. Now here, I am actually brought to this point because of a yellow-haired girl!
(End of chapter)