Chapter 609

I don't know whether it's hitting Shen Dingshan or the third prince.

One by one, I don't know how to give him peace of mind. Are they really all when he sits on the throne?

He is really the most cowardly emperor in the whole Zhou Dynasty.

Besides, Shen Dingshan came out of the palace and strode forward. The more he thought about it, the more wrong it was. Maybe something happened, which he didn't know.

"To Shuo Wangfu."

He turned around and went to Shuo Wangfu. As a result, Shen Qingci was feeding fish to the Golden Eagle.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Shen Qingci stood up and ran to hold Shen Dingshan's sleeve.

Shen Dingshan narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Qing's resignation for half a day. "Ah Ning, are you hiding something from your father?"

"Not to tell you."

Shen Qingci blinked her eyes. She could not help but feel some pain in her forehead. She also resisted the impulse to touch. She just clenched her fingers and put them behind her back.

She knew that Shen Dingshan's observation power was always very subtle. Even if it was a small action of her, what could it make him think of?

So she can't have other thoughts, of course, there is no other action.

She can't let her father know that she nearly died. Otherwise, even if her father will carry her home again, nothing will let her go back to Shuo Wang's mansion. Even if she is an old girl, she will not let her die in vain.

Shen Dingshan looked at her again, and then he put out his hand and patted his daughter on the shoulder.

"Dad has nothing to do, but he just wants to tell you that the thing you asked me to tell the emperor has become. In the future, you can take the money by yourself."

"Good," Shen Qingci naturally agreed.

The silver that she will use in the future is naturally collected by herself.

Not long after that, luohengyou came over, and he also asked people to take good wine and tea to entertain Shen Dingshan. Shen Dingshan was originally a good wine man. The wine brought by him was also the treasure of the government for a hundred years. Naturally, Shen Dingshan liked it very much.

This one drinks, drank joyfully, of course also is to forget other things light.

When Shen Dingshan was full of food and drink, he left with his secretary's entourage.

Shen Qingci was able to express her breath. She touched her forehead. There was something cold on her forehead.

"What's the matter?" Brand Heng thought came over and put her hand on her forehead. It seemed that the scar was redder than before, and it was also scalded. .

"it's OK," Shen Qingci shook his head, just a little painful.

The pain she felt was not only the pain on her forehead, but also the whole head.

Soon after, Mo Fei came running over.

He has been checking for a long time, but nothing has been found out?

"Ma'am, the trauma is good and fast."

"Then why does it still hurt?"

He asked Mo Fei in a deep voice. At this time, he had the cold like ice in his eyes, which made him fight a cold war. How could he know?

"Maybe it's the injury or the head, so my wife should have a good rest."

And Mo Fei said the voice is smaller.

When he asked again, he found that his sleeve was tight. When he lowered his head, he saw that Shen Qingci was asleep. Her eyebrows were slightly relaxed to both sides, which did not seem to be uncomfortable.

So it seems that she should not be so miserable.

"Maybe his wife is not happy, and her head will hurt."

Mo Fei touches his chin, and now he can only say so. However, he can also use his own medical products to guarantee that Shen Qingci is absolutely innocent, and her pulse is no longer peaceful. As long as she does not think too much about things, she may be better.

Outside it seems to be the sound of a season of fallen leaves, rustling.

I don't know whether it was swept up by the north wind, or the leaves were broken.

After falling one by one, it seems that there are still those belonging to the summer heat, which is left in these leaves.

I don't know when, it's raining outside, and the sound of the rain is falling. It's comfortable to listen to it in my ears.

Shen Qingci opened her eyes. She sat up. It was raining outside. She gently put her hand on her forehead, as if it was better. She didn't hurt much.

But why does she always feel something wrong.

She knocked her head with her hand. When there was a sound of footsteps outside, she quickly took back her hand. It was also to avoid being found that she was such an inexplicable self mutilation.

"Awake?" Brand Heng thought came in, still holding the white porcelain bowl in his hand.Shen Qingci buried her face in the quilt. In fact, she didn't have to look at it. She just used to smell it. She knew what it was and how was it medicine?

She has been drinking medicine for a month. She has a bowl every morning and evening. Her body is not fragrant, but she can smell her own body, but she has a smell of medicine.

If she goes on like this, she must become a medicine pot.

A big palm was placed on top of her head and gently stroked.

"Ah Ning, good medicine tastes bitter."

"Oh..."

Shen Qingci knows, but she really doesn't want to drink, can you?

"A Ning..."

Another sentence.

The man's voice has always been pleasant to hear, although it is cold, but there is always some unknown warmth, just like when she wakes up from a dream in the middle of the night, it is no longer lonely when desolate.

She finally raised her face and sat down.

She touched her hair again.

Then he sat down, took the spoon and fed Shen Qingci spoon by spoon.

In fact, Shen Qingci really felt that the long pain was not as good as the short pain, and it was not better to drink it at one breath. This point was a little bit, from the beginning to the end. However, she still felt that such bitter torture was better, and sometimes she even wanted to suffer for a longer time.

He shaved her face.

Shen Qing was stunned and then couldn't help laughing. At that moment, some bright light flowed out of her eyes. It was like the morning sun at the beginning of the day. It was so gorgeous and beautiful, so beautiful, so warm and comfortable.

Luo Heng thought was feeding her spoon by spoon, and then he took out a thing from his back and put it in front of Shen Qingci.

His five fingers open, and white palm inside, this is a jujube lying.

Shen Qingci took it and put it in his mouth again.

All of a sudden, that kind of sweetness, is just the bitterness of all is pressed down, full mouth is sweet, is full of fragrance.

Brand Heng thought lifted Shen Qing Ci's forehead.

The red up of those injuries, it seems not as red as yesterday.

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