"Dong'er."

"Huh?"

Jin Chenxuan thought about what he found on the paper, and thought for a long time before he spoke: "Mrs. Mo didn't commit suicide for that child, Mrs. She ......."

"I already know."

Mo Dong'er smiled, the unborn brother is important, but it is the living person who really makes the mother commit suicide.

Su Benhuan is a girl with great wisdom, but it's a pity that she has been trapped in the back house for half her life.

She will avenge her mother.

Yan Ba took Chu Xia's original position, squatted down, and asked Chu Xia with his head held high, "Are you okay?" ”

Chu Xia was not angry: "You want me to have something?" ”

Yan Ba: "No, no, I don't think so. ”

Yan Ba scratched her head, how could this girl be different from her well-behaved appearance just now?

Wen Bai pretended not to know the two men. With only a woman in your eyes, what does it look like?

Wen Bai was more interested in Qingzhu, a miracle doctor who was rumored to be able to cure all kinds of poisons in the house.

It's just a pity that Miss Zhu'er hasn't woken up yet, otherwise she can talk about it.

Green bamboo, bamboo. Miss Mo can be described as a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger around her.

But now that they are about to become a family, Wen Bai smiled cynically, what else does the family say? It is rumored that this divine doctor Qingzhu can cure all kinds of poisons, so can it also cure the poison on Xiao Jiu's body? By the way, let Xiao Jiu take a look at the world and see his little daughter-in-law who sounds soft and harmless, but is actually bewitching.

Wen Bai couldn't help but begin to fantasize about the future, staring at the flickering candle flame by the window in the house. It's all up to you, Doctor Zhu'er.

Zhu'er was having a long dream, the dream was pitch black, there was endless cold water under her feet, and the water still smelled, not only where the sound of water was echoing in her ears, and she panicked.

Bamboo tried to move forward step by step, and the water under her feet also sounded in her steps.

The sound of rushing water gradually sounded, and Zhu Er suddenly realized that the water that reached his ankles had already flooded his knees.

Zhu'er began to run, but he couldn't escape the water anyway, let alone see the shore.

The water level rose little by little, slowly submerging the legs and rising to the waist.

Instead, Zhu'er calmed down.

Tsai carefully searched this strange place, but Zhu'er still did not notice anything wrong with this place.

The sewage gradually overflowed his waist, rising to his shoulders and even faintly trying to drown Zhu'er's neck.

Zhu'er warned herself not to panic, since there is a place of flowing water, there must be an exit.

But this place is like a confined space, and the sound of water echoes everywhere, and there is no direction at all.

Zhu'er wanted to swim against the current, but suddenly she was trapped by something and couldn't struggle.

Zhu'er suddenly panicked.

The struggle with both hands and feet was fruitless, and the water was about to rise to her face.

Zhu'er quickly stood on tiptoe, trying to keep the water level from catching up with her so quickly.

Until finally, when Zhu'er was tiptoeing and tilting his head, trying to find the last trace of air, the water level stopped.

The sound of the water also gradually calmed down.

Zhu'er's struggle became fierce again, bringing with it a burst of noise.

Zhu'er knew that she didn't have much time, and now she had to save herself first.

I don't know what caught her, and the catch was dead, and Zhu'er's physical strength was rapidly lost. Bamboo soon weakened from exhaustion, and slowly weakened to the point where she could barely stand on her feet.

Time passed, and Zhu'er became more and more untenable. But when she wanted to give up, there was always a teenager calling in her ear.

At first, it was inaudible, and the overwhelming sound of the water had long overwhelmed the boy's initial call, but now that the sound of the water had calmed down, the sound of struggle became weaker and weaker. The boy's call suddenly seemed abrupt.

"Sister Zhu'er, Sister Zhu'er!"

"Wake up, don't sleep, don't sleep."

"Sister Zhu'er, hold on, Miss will be here soon."

"Sister Zhu'er said that Miss treats us as relatives and partners, so she will definitely come to save us."

Miss? Zhu'er thought, Miss hasn't come yet? Miss will come, I should hold on, I must hold on.

Zhu'er stood firm.

Something whistled through the air, and the young boy's call paused.

This sound has always made the bamboo of the whip feel extremely familiar.

The boy's call only stopped.

The next moment it sounded again: "You have to hold on, Sister Zhu'er,"

The whip that broke through the air fell at the end of the young man's words.

The little boy just called Zhu'er one by one, calling non-stop, and the whip did not stop.

"Sister Zhu'er, hold on, Miss is here! Mo Nian heard the bell of the young lady! ”

"Sister Zhu'er, are you okay?"

"Sister Zhu'er."

This stupid boy, Zhu'er thought, how could there be such a stupid boy, this would be beaten to death.

Why can't you just take a break?

Zhu'er thought that if she was saved, she must ......

Wait, Miss is here? Is she already saved?

It seemed that something liquid was poured into his mouth, and Zhu'er woke up with an agitation, and the first thing in front of him was to spit out the things in his mouth on the face of the person in front of him.

In early summer, the medicine that was finally fed to Zhu'er's mouth sprayed a warm white face.

……

The room was silent.

Zhu'er didn't bother to care about anything else, but smiled at Wen Bai embarrassedly, turned his head and asked, "What about Mo Nian?" ”

Wen Bai wiped a handful of the medicine residue on his face, but he didn't squeak.

"Don't worry, Mo Nian is fine." Chu Xia held the medicine bowl, "Drink the medicine, you go to see Mo Nian yourself." ”

"Okay."

At this time, Zhu'er obediently drank the medicine.

In early summer, I was proud, and I didn't let you in, but you wanted to go in, and I was sprayed with a face of dregs. Deserve!

Zhu'er drank the medicine, handed Wen Bai a clean handkerchief, and smiled at him embarrassedly: "Wipe it." ”

Wen Bai's eyes lit up, and he was sprayed with a face of medicine residue in exchange for the pleasant face of the divine doctor Qingzhu, and he felt that it was worth it.

Who wouldn't want to befriend a miracle doctor?

When Zhu'er saw Mo Nian, Mo Dong'er watched these people noisily tossing in the small broken yard for half a night.

Until the sky was faintly clear, Mo Dong'er squatted in the small broken courtyard and looked up and said to Jin Chenxuan, "You go back first." ”

"You're not going back with me?"

"No, I'll wait for Mo Cangqiong."

Jin Chenxuan thought, why hasn't that old thing come back?

Seeing through the gentleness of Xiao Jiu's mind at a glance, Mo Cangqiong's old thing can't come back is not your handiwork? Where is there anything to discuss in the north of the night of war? If there really is, then I am afraid that the country would have been destroyed a long time ago!

Also, you guys don't sleep all night, are you really not sleepy?

Wen Bai yawned lazily, his fox-like eyes narrowed.

Jin Chenxuan still didn't fight Mo Dong'er in the end, and was driven back to the Nine Kings' Mansion.

Aunt An, who had been in a coma all night, woke up.

Aunt An's eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, "Release the news that Mo Dong'er didn't return home the day before yesterday!"