The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to engulf the entire Northern Underworld.

Yueyue put hot water on Shen Lingyin, and wiped Shen Lingyin's wet hair with a dry towel.

"Miss, the hot water is ready, you go change and take a shower."

Yueyue didn't dare to be too loud, she knew that Shen Youche doted on Miss, and as soon as she left so suddenly, Miss would definitely not be able to stand it.

"Okay."

The water is sparkling, steaming, and the skin stands out from under the shirt like a gel.

The hosta was taken down, and the hair that was pulled up low was scattered on the snow-white skin on the front chest and back.

With a flick of her hand, the wound healed quickly.

During the steaming of the water, the waist as thin as a bee willow twisted, and Shen Lingyin's whole body was wrapped in warm hot water.

Shen Lingyin's tiredness swept overwhelmed, and she twisted the rose petals floating on the water with her Yingying jade hand, squinting her eyes and taking a nap.

Gradually...... Entered a deep dream.

In front of me is a long street crowded with people, and the sound of rain seems to be dripping in my ears, and there is a warm spring breeze with the smell of grass.

A slightly hoarse and deep voice slowly entered Shen Lingyin's mind.

"Girl, I'm really sorry."

The handsome man on the horse that day dismounted and picked up the cracked hosta, which seemed to be real and illusory.

The long and perfect body, in addition to loneliness, is still lonely.

"I ......"

As soon as Shen Lingyin wanted to reply, he woke up.

She felt something strange, her heart still beating at the same rate as before, and a seductive flush appeared on her pretty face.

The totem on his left shoulder was slightly hot.....

Strange, how could this man appear in her dreams?

He pulled his hand over his dry robe and walked to the inner room.

Shen Lingyin put aside those irrational thoughts and ran the spiritual power exploration that was surging all over his body.

Sure enough, the suppressed part also became invalid with Yang Yunbi's death.

Shen Lingyin is not a demon, but she has mana, and her expression is full of anticipation.

The power rushed straight into the void in front of her, and a magic weapon that exuded the true fire of the fairy phoenix around her body was conjured up by her.

It's a long sword!

The sword body fluttered around the golden runes, and Shen Lingyin's eyes lit up, this sword .......

It looks light and suitable for a woman's hand, but in fact, it is in an endless stream of power.

It also contains a rolling murderous aura.

Kenshin unity!

Shen Lingyin tried to sink his heart and enter the Yuan Shen into it.

However, the powerful Yuan Shen repeatedly hit the wall, as if there was some huge force resisting her.

She tried several more times and failed.

"Alas....." Shen Lingyin sighed lightly and lay down on the bed.

I wanted to empty my mind and try again, but ......

The figure of the warlord-like man once again drilled into Shen Lingyin's mind.

Her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were thick and long, especially black, one by one, as if they had been dyed with thick ink.

Love how, how.

She simply put away the long sword.

The next day, Shen Lingyin had breakfast and heard Yueyue say that Shen Kuo was still in a coma.

Also, the ladies of Dashuai have all returned to the West.

Although Shen Lingyin couldn't get used to Shen Kuo's amorous nature, he finally moved his heart of compassion.

"Yueyue, call Steward Sun."

Yueyue was a little confused, and after a while, Steward Sun came in.

Shen Lingyin had to cover his chest again, showing a painful expression.

"How's my father doing?"

In the past two days, Steward Sun has been overworked, his gray hair has grown a lot, and his voice is also powerless and vicissitudes.

"Dashuai, still in a coma, the diagnosis given by the doctor is that he was overly sad and surprised, and he fainted, alas, ......"

Steward Sun's eyebrows were almost twisted together.

Shen Lingyin's eyes welled up with tears: "I want to visit my father." ”

Yueyue also supported Shen Lingyin quite distressedly, and Steward Sun's eyes were also a little moist, it seemed that no matter how rebellious the young lady was, she still felt sorry for her father.

"Miss, your ...... hurt"

"It's okay, it's almost better, Uncle Sun, let me see him." Shen Lingyin said softly.

"Then, Miss come with me."

Shen Kuo lay quietly on the bed, and the doctor was giving him a drip.

His face was haggard, without the severity of his past, and his lips were pale, and he was obviously greatly frightened.

Shen Lingyin walked to Shen Kuo's side, holding Shen Kuo's hand with a worried face, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured into Shen Kuo's body.

Gradually, Shen Kuo's face was bloody, he slowly exhaled a breath, and continued to fall asleep.

Steward Sun was overjoyed, and the handsome man actually recovered his consciousness a little!

The people also sighed secretly.

Sure enough, the father and daughter have a heart!

"I'm going to the temple these days to pray for my father's blessing, pray for his condition to improve, and also offer incense to my mother and aunts.

Shen Lingyin played a pretense, she naturally didn't go to pray for blessings.

She still has her own business to do.

The matter of Devouring Ying Pavilion is what Shen Lingyin cares about.

Yueyue pouted, expressing her little willfulness and said, "Miss, don't you take Yueyue with you?" ”

Shen Lingyin's slender body leaned to the side, comforted this Yueyue and said, "I'll go alone, don't worry about me, I believe the Buddha will understand my sincerity." ”

A group of people recalled the eldest lady's skills in teaching Liu Meilian a good lesson when she was powerful, and presumably others couldn't help her.

When Steward Sun heard this, he didn't dare to refute anything, bowed and said, "Don't worry." ”

Identity is here.

Now the eldest lady is the one who presides over the overall situation in this handsome mansion!

Everyone knows that the funerals that have happened in the Shen Mansion in the past few weeks can be described as one after another.

So Shen Lingyin specially chose a moon-white cheongsam, with no extra decorations, and the whole person looked so fresh and refined.

Shen Lingyin really came to Shuilang Tavern during the day for the first time, and there seemed to be a drama singing in the tavern.

"The people in the audience can't see the old color when they walk by, and they sing heartbreak parting songs on stage, and the love words are difficult to ink......"

The heavenly voice is heartstringing, and it makes people listen to it as if they were fascinated, and they can recall all the past events at once.

Sad, touched, joyful...... Mixed tastes.

Wuxiu shook a black folding fan, and shook it to Shen Lingyin's side gracefully, watching Shen Lingyin listen seriously.

"Zero tone. Why are you here during the day? ”

Seeing Shen Lingyin at the door of the tavern, he came out without a break, and threw out his words unexpectedly.

Only then did Shen Lingyin come to his senses, under the sunlight during the day, the human form of non-stop cultivation was really no different from ordinary people.

This little white face startled me.

She snatched the folding fan from her hand angrily and shook it for herself, ignoring it.

Wuxi didn't care, shook his head, and said to himself: "This corner, but it cost me a lot of money to invite it, for this song "Red Ling" ......"

After saying something without stopping, Shen Lingyin didn't listen.

Her dark eyes like a deep pool watched every move of the play, almost forgetting to breathe, and listened to the whole song in silence.

"The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest ......"