Could it be Shen Xiaobai?

Lu Xingzhu was a little surprised, when did that man become so careful?

Just as she was about to take a step forward, her face suddenly changed.

No, how can there be a taste of white factor in this medicinal diet?

Although the taste is weak, it can still be easily distinguished.

She stepped forward, took the medicinal food and sniffed it carefully, and her face became even more gloomy.

Sure enough, it's the taste of white factor, who is so yin and so damaging that he actually took this drug?

Lu Xingzhu sneered, took this bowl of soup and medicine, and went to the study to find Shen Xiaobai.

The lacquer-colored door was dark, and a crack opened a little, and from inside came the sound of a lyre.

The dexterous sound of the music continues, and the soothing meaning of its base can still be heard, but after the accent falls, the original light butterfly-like music is like a turbulent wave.

It seems that after several restraints, he finally became distraught and derived from bipolar depression.

Lu Xingzhu held the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and his fingertips used a little force, and the edges were slightly white.

It's not that she didn't hear Shen Xiaobai's mood under the piano sound, she bit her lower lip lightly, and a trace of dark wound passed through her black and white eyes.

Reaching out and touching his chest, he noticed a bit of a dull pain.

In the study, there is a trace of the dark fragrance in the incense ding.

Shen Xiaobai's slender stock fingers bounced up on the black and white keys, and the eyebrows and eyes under the deep contours were slightly covered by the pitch-black hair, but he could still see a corner of the eyebrows like a peak, and there was a bit of gloom in it.

The last accent ended, and even he didn't realize that in the play just now, there was a bit of anger and sadness in the calm and one-way tone. www.yShUGe. ORG

Finally, he closed his fingers and extinguished the incense ding burning next to him, he walked out, and saw Lu Xingzhu, who was holding a porcelain bowl in his hand and his face was a little pale, his fingers twitched, and he wanted to say something, but in the end, the emotions that rippled on his face gradually faded.

Shen Xiaobai's face was expressionless, "Why are you here?"

His eyes gradually fixed on the porcelain bowl in Lu Xingzhu's hand, and when he saw that it was a decoction, he raised his eyebrows.

The curled fingers loosened slightly, and the gloom in his eyes flickered a bright light.

This woman is still thinking about herself.

It was not obvious on his face, but the corners of Shen Xiaobai's originally straightened mouth were still raised.

The man in front of Lu Xingzhu met had a smile on his face, and he looked at him slightly, forcibly suppressing the resonance of the music that had just flown out with his fingertips in his heart.

He pursed his lips and raised his hand slightly to indicate the porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Someone did something to me. ”

The curvature of the corners of Shen Xiaobai's mouth suddenly stiffened for a moment, the darkness in his eyes was about to be windy, and his voice was wrapped in several layers of coldness, "What do you mean?"

"The decoction in my hand has been poisoned, and the aroma is very strange. ”

She probably noticed the gloomy expression of the person in front of her, and after a brief pause, she continued: "If I am not mistaken, the person who is going to attack me has added medicine to this that can make people stop giving birth. ”

"Breaking the child?"

Shen Xiaobai's face was gloomy, and his voice revealed a low hoarseness, as if he had been squeezed out of his teeth.

It seemed that he had gradually suppressed his anger, and there was still a chill in his clear brows.

looked straight at Lu Xingzhu in front of him, "I will give you a perfect explanation of this matter, you can wait with peace of mind." ”