Everyone thought about it, then nodded and said, "You're right." We still need to find definite evidence, and a lot of things that add up to have a good chance of winning. If they bite back, we will not be able to produce evidence but will be guilty. ”

Yi Ge thought for a moment and said, "The most important thing at the moment is to cure Sister Shuying's illness first. ”

Shuying immediately bowed her head and remained silent. Everyone dispersed.

At night, Shuying looked out the window, the stars were dotted, and the flowing Milky Way became more and more exciting.

Whose dream is this world full of flowers......

The gold nails are knocked frequently, and the green curtain is revealed, which should be about dusk. Shuang'e is unharmed, and the people are still wandering. But he hates birds and rabbits ruthlessly, and he puts people with green temples and white stars. Prosperous and happy for thousands of years, who laughs and sings, who drinks.

Tired customers are even more redundant, so they seek leisure. A wine, a song. Lu Lang's heart is not old, and Pan Ling's sideburns are beautiful. Drunk to the Fantai platform asked, full of Sichuan fine willow new lotus. There are many sunsets in the wind pavilion. Leaning on the Lang and contemplating for a long time, the fishing flute made smoke waves.

"Anthology: Ancient Poems": "Yingying upstairs girl, bright as a window." ”

For spring thinning. Thinner as plum blossoms, should flowers know?

The twilight pavilion is deep and secluded. Ding Dong is the anvil and pestle, and the string pipe is chirping.

The surging galaxy, the glowing lights, the scenery is difficult to pay for a while

The pillow barrier smoker is separated by curtains, and two lovers are acacia all year round. The apricot blossom and the bright moon should be known.

Where is heaven and earth going? When the old joy and the new dream come. The light rain at dusk draws the curtains.

Ren pillow Han cloud falls, away from the bosom half of the wine. The sound of rain in the pavilion in the cold spring, after the lonely lights. Years and years, the heart of the grass, the time to explore the flowers.

When he woke up the next day, he was in good health. With excitement and wanted to speak, so she brewed a beautiful scenery in her heart, and wanted to make a few lines of poetry, she thought of Su Shi's "Zhan Chunfang, Red Apricot" "Red apricot, peach is gone, and Zhan Chunfang is alone." It is not as good as the blue musk deer in the world, and it is naturally fragrant to the bones. This poem, to read it out, clear the throat twice, so Miao Qi Zhu said: "Red apricot." ”

Who knew that he didn't hear the voice, so Shuying cleared his throat twice more and said, "It's over." ”

Shuying had already understood in her heart at this time that she had really lost her voice.

Shuying's heart felt a trace of sadness and a trace of panic, and he still had a trace of luck, thinking that maybe as long as his heart passed, maybe he could be well in the future, he didn't mean that his body was good and his throat was bad.

I can only wait and see for now, maybe one day in the future, my voice will be better.

So gradually calmed down, his eyes stared intently at one place, as if he had thought of something and made up his mind in his heart, no matter whether this voice could be good or not recently, he couldn't be good.

Besides, he tried a few more times, but he really lost his voice, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all. Speechless. Shuying didn't expect them to come up with such a poisonous heart. When I thought of this, I felt as if I had fallen into an abyss of ice, and at this time, Shuying no longer had a heartache, but a very calm heart.

She coldly thought that she would not be able to speak in the future, at least until the cause of her sister's death was found out.

As if they had already learned something.

The flowers are clustered, like a warm bed, making me sleepy.

He suddenly remembered his mother's embrace. He suddenly felt that why this thing was so cold and cold, and why was the relationship between people so cold and so fickle?

Is it really necessary?

At this time, he walked to the pavilion where he met Brother Zhao in the past, and saw a fairy with many red, red, green and green. There, some fairies gathered around to talk and laugh, and some fairies scattered on the rocks, playing music and playing the piano in the bamboo shadows.

They laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed, accompanied by Yale. The little fairies look so carefree, and little people pop out of this trickle-like music, accompanying the breeze and the moon, temporarily away from the world.

It's a silent and beautiful scene.

Shuying stood there dumbfounded. I only heard that they were greedy for joy for a while, as if they were all stupid, enjoying the happiness of the moment.

His lips were laughing, and his face was full of happiness, and one of the little fairies leaned forward and backward with a smile, as if a great good thing had befallen him.

The other little fairy, at first glance a shy woman, smiled and covered her mouth with one hand.

Shuying just watched, imagining the laughter they were making and imagining the scene around them, imagining that she could fit in.

But all this, because of that pill, is no longer possible, even if it can really make a sound, it is impossible.

Shuying thought as she walked, and it was gradually getting dusk.

Back to the Immortal Division, Lingyu ran over first: "Sister, you are very good, even if you are good, you can't come back so late, how about the wind chill outside." Now it was finally cured. ”

Shuying only pursed her lips and nodded.

"Sister, is your voice better? "Lingyu's innocent appearance is really likable.

Shuying only touched Lingyu's head and smiled silently.

Su Mu was also busy coming to see her, and when he saw that her face had returned to ruddy and her lips were like cherries, he was also relieved.

No matter who she saw, Shuying stopped talking.

Everyone saw that her mental outlook was still good, and she was still so gentle and lovely as before. I thought she would be fine for two more days.

As for Shuying not speaking, everyone thought that her throat was uncomfortable, and maybe she would be all fine in a few more days, but they didn't think so.

But in the days that followed, some of the sisters went to see her, some went to comfort her, and brought him fruit and snacks.

And when everyone talked to her, she just bowed her head or nodded or shook her head.

This was the case for three days in a row. Yi Ge faintly felt that something was wrong. Because if his calamity cures his whole body, then his throat will surely heal even if it does not happen at that time.

Seeing that there was no one around, Yi Ge took a moment to amuse Shuying, but Shuying only ignored it, and her eyes looked at the direction of the window in a daze......

As soon as he spoke, he nodded and smiled, and when he smiled, he still had the fragrance of Ling Mei.

General Yi Ge was also very worried in her heart, afraid that she would really never be able to speak in the future, maybe this was her plan.

So he also said outside, "Your sister Shuying may not be able to speak again." ”

Everyone was stunned, and they all sighed, feeling extremely sorry and sorry in their hearts, but they didn't dare to go to comfort them, for fear of hurting Sister Shuying's heart, so they just pretended to be nothing, and said lightly as usual.

Although everyone is still walking around, they just don't joke anymore. All these shadows are in my eyes.

The news of Shadow becoming mute soon spreads, and Shadow hopes that Lady Vanilla and Sushin will find out about it, so that they can fulfill their hard work.