After getting along in the past few days, she found that Rong Ling was very concerned about Wen Xin's situation, and she was very nervous at the same time, if she didn't clearly know that the person he liked was Shangguan Ming, he would have thought that he liked Wen Xin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this possibility is not ruled out, maybe he just wanted to attract Wen Xin's attention so he pretended to like Shangguan Ming.

Wei An pursed his lips and immediately overturned the conjecture in his heart, which was absolutely impossible.

The fact that Wen Xin was not dead was finally known by Shang Hanlian, thinking that the flower god had not come back for a few days, and smashed his fist on the wall.

"Why, why did everyone help that little slut, why did that little slut save her if she deserved to die." The fist slammed against the wall, and the bright red liquid flowed down the wall, but Shang Hanlian didn't feel any pain at all.

The face hidden under the hood, the expression has long been distorted, and the heart is resentful.

Coming back from the dead, she has to see if she is like a cat, with nine lives.

In the courtyard, Wang Zhentian was in a good mood, humming a relaxed and happy tune in his mouth, and holding a pair of large scissors to trim the branches and leaves of the flowers and plants in the backyard.

"You're still in the mood to tidy up the flowers and plants." The shrill voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he paused with the scissors, if someone came to take his life, he was afraid that he would die if he even screamed too late.

Putting the scissors on the tray aside, Wang Zhentian casually took a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands, and turned around to face the direction where Shang Hanlian was.

"Why am I not in the mood?" Wen Xin is dead, shouldn't he be happy, just tidying up the flowers and plants, he can't wait to invite the troupe to beat the gong to celebrate.

Seeing the smug look on Wang Zhentian's face, Shang Hanlian couldn't help but let out a sneer, and mocked: "It's really ignorant, you think you killed people, hiding here to steal fun, and don't inquire about things clearly, I told you a long time ago not to be happy too early, useless things." ”

After Shang Hanlian finished speaking, she shook her sleeves at Wang Zhentian, and a strong wind hit Wang Zhentian. He jerked several steps back.

Looking at the direction in which Shang Hanlian disappeared, Wang Zhentian was slightly distracted and frowned, what did she mean by what she said just now.

"Someone." He wants to check what Shang Hanlian said.

Don't rejoice too soon. It's because of Wen Xin's business, but isn't she dead?

Thinking that Wen Xin was still alive, Wang Zhentian's face changed greatly and blurted out.

"No way, she can't be alive. When pigs fly. The two hands were clasped tightly, he had been planning for so long, and he had repeatedly confirmed the fact that Wen Xin was dead, how could she still be alive in the world.

Wang Zhentian did not doubt Wen Xin's death at all, his poison magic was superb, and his natural medical skills were not low, he had seen Wen Xin from afar, she was very dangerous to be pregnant, as long as she was a little excited, she could kill her, not to mention Baoyu's death.

But Shang Hanlian would not come to him for no reason to say these things.

"Xin'er, it's been a month. You ignored me for a month, do you know how much I miss you, I miss your beautiful and moving smile, crisp and charming voice, I remember the first time I saw you, you fled with the people of the Wen family, at that time your head was yellow and yellow, thin like an abandoned puppy on the side of the road, but I still noticed you at a glance, and I haven't been able to take my eyes off it since. You wake up and see if I'm okay. ”

Every evening, Shangguan Ming's soft voice would be heard in Wenxin's house.

Every day he would talk in Wen Xin's ear about his meeting and love with her, he always believed that Wen Xin could hear what he said, and it had become his habit to chat with Wen Xin every day.

"Child, I named it Shangguan Lianyu. I know you must like this name, and when he grows up, I will tell him that he has a wonderful brother named Shangguan Baoyu, but you can't stay asleep all the time, the child is so young, he can't live without his mother, and other children have a mother by their side to care. As for the love of jade, you say how sad he should be. ”

It's so noisy, who has been talking in her ear, why is the hospital so noisy, which doctor has been thinking about it all the time, is it really annoying, and he can't even die quietly. ’

"An'er, come in quickly, Xin'er, she frowned, she frowned just now." Shangguan Ming, who had been noticing Wen Xin, shouted excitedly.

The courtyard is not big, and Wei An will stay in the courtyard to play with Yunhai if he has nothing to do, and when he heard Shangguan Ming's voice, he hurriedly hugged Zhou Yunxuan in his arms, and rushed into Wen Xin's room like the wind.

Shangguan Ming's voice was so loud that everyone in the courtyard heard it.

Wen Xin didn't show any signs of sobriety for a month, Rong Ling thought of all the ways she could, but she didn't come to her senses, she was so anxious that she couldn't do it, when she heard Shangguan Ming's voice, he followed her to Wen Xin's room.

In the room, Wei An sat on the edge of Wen Xin's bed, his expression was very solemn, everyone stood on the edge of the bed with anxious faces, and did not immediately ask Wei An about the result, Rong Ling turned his eyes to Wen Xin on the bed.

Whether it was the complexion or the frequency of his heartbeat, it was the same as before, and he wondered if Shangguan was dazzled or hallucinated.

Wei An took her hand back, her brows still did not stretch, she had the same thoughts as Rong Ling in her heart, she looked at Shangguan and sighed. "Still hasn't changed."

No matter how she did it, Cha Wenxin's body was still the same as before.

"I don't know what's wrong with her, she hasn't shown any signs of sobriety for so long, did she save her body but didn't save her soul?" Wei An looked at Rong Ling with a puzzled expression, and there was still a thought in his heart that he didn't say.

Is it that Wenxin's soul is dead?

When they first came to this world, their bodies were dead, and now it is not impossible to replace them with souls.

Hearing this, Rong Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, a person's soul is not easy to be damaged, he has never thought about this, and cast his eyes on Hao'er not far away, she should be an expert in terms of soul.

Wei An saw that Rong Ling looked away, looked at Hao'er, and then looked at Hao'er's strange solemn expression, what the hell were these two interacting with.

Shangguan Ming didn't believe that he was hallucinating, Xin'er could really hear him talking, and she frowned at him, he was not dazzled, let alone hallucinating.

No matter what everyone thinks of him, he didn't explain or say a word, as long as he firmly believed in his own heart, he didn't need to be recognized by others.

Late at night, Shangguan Ming was lying next to Wen Xin with his eyes open, and he heard the sound of the window opening in the next room, if it was usual, he wouldn't care, but this afternoon, when he saw the strange interaction between Rong Ling and Hao'er, he always felt that they had something to hide from everyone.

Rong Ling went out without alarming anyone, and used the space secret method to cover his breath, Shangguan Ming followed Rong Ling and left.

As soon as Rong Ling left the door, he entered the mountain behind the courtyard, and Shangguan Ming didn't dare to follow too closely, hanging far behind him.

Seeing that he stopped, he cautiously hid in the big tree behind Rong Ling, glad that the wind was blowing at night, and there was a rustling sound from the shaking of trees everywhere, so that Rong Ling did not find his figure.

Rong Ling never thought that someone would follow him without being discovered, the only person who had this ability was now unconscious, he didn't check whether there was anyone around at all, because he was the god of flowers, and he was confident that no one would be able to follow him. (To be continued.) )