The ghost stared at Bian Nuan with wide eyes: "Whose body is it hiding?" ”

Bian Nuan's gaze retracted from the window and fell on the ghost, and he didn't open his mouth to answer him, just looked at him.

The ghost shook his head again and again: "It's impossible, I personally confirmed it, that is, Ye Nuanyang's soul is right...... No, the enemy you're talking about won't be that girl. ”

Bian Nuan smiled and shook his head: "You go, I'm fine, I'll call you when I need to." ”

Hell that's not good. He's an errand runner on both sides.

That's it, for my Meng Meng's sake to help you, I don't care about you.

"I'm not a person you call and go casually, next time you see my mood, I'll come and see you when I'm in a good mood, I'm in a bad mood...... Hum! With a flick of his sleeves, he turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared into the house.

Bian Nuan looked at the dissipated black qi and said softly: "Brother Devil, thank you, if you have the opportunity, Bai Yi will repay your kindness." ”

A disdainful snort came from the roof: "Who wants you to reciprocate, I only do things for my brother." ”

Bian Nuan curled his eyebrows and smiled softly.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Bian Nuan put away his smile and looked at the door.

I saw a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old walking in, the girl was thin, dressed plainly, and a pair of butterfly-like hairpins on her head from head to toe attracted people's attention.

Bian Nuan watched the girl slowly approach, looking at her appearance.

She had seen all three daughters of the Shen family.

Mrs. Shen is mediocre, and the two daughters born to her are with her, and there is nothing outstanding about her appearance. Interestingly, the two daughters are two years apart, but their appearance is surprisingly similar. If you don't look at the height, others look like a pair of twins.

The girl who came in front of her was shorter, it was the youngest daughter born to Mrs. Shen, named Shen Nianxiao, fourteen years old, and her sister was named Shen Nianhuan, who had passed the age of Xuan.

Shen Nianxiao and Shen Nianxin, the youngest daughter of the Shen family born to Shen Kuo's concubine Liang, that is, the owner of Bian Nuan's borrowed body, walked very closely.

During the half month that Shen Nianxin was sick in bed, she was the only one in the Shen family who came to take care of her every day, rain or shine.

Shen Nianxiao approached, and saw that Shen Nianxin, who had been in a coma for half a month and had not been awake, had woken up, sat up by himself, and stood up in surprise.

"Heart, heart, you, are you awake?"

The medicine pot slipped down in his hand, and he only heard a "bang", and the crockpot shattered to the ground, and the medicinal soup splashed all over the ground.

Bian Nuan was startled, looked to the ground, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The hot medicinal soup was pouring Shen Nian's smile all over his feet, but the person concerned did not react to being burned at all.

"How are you? Are you alright? Bian Nuan asked nervously, and between the breaths of opening her mouth to speak, the smell of hot medicinal soup filled her nose and mouth.

The smell of the medicinal soup was very strong, and she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with one hand, but she still inhaled two sips of her lungs, and only felt a dull pain in her heart.

Shen Nianxiao saw Shen Nianxin running down from the bed and squatting in front of her, not knowing what she was doing, she also squatted down, and saw the crockpots broken into several pieces on the ground and the brown bubbling medicinal juice all over the ground, and she was confused.

Scratching his head and thinking for a while, he remembered that he had just accidentally knocked over the medicine jar.

"Ah, I spilled the pills."

Bian Nuan stopped what he was doing and looked up at Shen Nianxiao, only to see Shen Nianxiao half-squinting his eyes, his eyes were red and swollen, and they were full of moisture.

I was suspicious. It's not like you've just cried.

Shen Nianxiao looked at her with half-squinted eyes, smiled at her, and the next moment the corners of his mouth slowly fell, and he twisted his eyebrows and whispered: "Heart, heart, what should I do?" The medicine jar fell and shattered. ”

Bian Nuan noticed something unusual, and raised his hand uncertainly and waved it in front of Shen Nianxiao's eyes.

Shen Nianxin smiled and saw Shen Nianxin waving at her, thinking that Shen Nianxin was playing with her, so he grabbed her hand and smiled: "Catch, catch." ”

Bian Nuan's heart sank.

Full of doubts, he helped Shen Nianxiao up from the ground first, and helped her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

While lifting her foot to take off her shoes, she asked with concern, "Does it hurt?" ”

Shen Nianxiao felt it, wrinkled his face, and nodded: "It hurts." ”

Bian Nuan took off her stockings for her, and saw that the instep that had been doused with the decoction was flushed, and there were scalded blisters in some places.

Bian Nuan was shocked to watch.

It's all burned like this, and Shen Nianxiao didn't react at all.

Shen Nianxiao tilted her head to look, and felt very strange when she saw the blisters on her instep, and she raised her hand to poke it with her finger, but Bian Nuan hurriedly stopped her.

"You can't touch it."

Shen Nianxiao tilted his head and looked at Bian Nuan, his face full of puzzlement: "Why can't you touch it, will you die like an aunt if you touch it?" ”

Bian Nuan was gently blowing on the surface of her feet, and she paused when she heard this.

Raised his head and looked at Shen Nian with a smile: "What did you just say?" ”

Shen Nianxiao frowned and closed his eyes, not knowing if the instep hurt uncomfortably, or what, he suddenly shook his head fiercely. After shaking it twice, he took it again.

Bian Nuan didn't know what she was doing, so she didn't react for a while to stop it, and when she reacted, Shen Nianxiao had already stopped moving and opened her eyes.

"Y-What's wrong with you?"

Shen Nianxiao, who stopped, twisted his eyebrows and looked at Bian Nuan: "It hurts, it hurts." ”

"Headache?" Why do you have a headache, shouldn't your feet hurt. "Does it still hurt now?"

Shen Nianxiao shook his head: "Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it doesn't." ”

Bian Nuan was very confused.

The Shen Nianxiao she saw before was not as stupid as she is now, she looked very healthy and smart. How can a good person suddenly become stupid and sluggish?

The ghost said that the Shen family had a series of misfortunes in the past month, but he did not mention Shen Nianxiao.

"Xin'er, don't you ask me when it hurts and when it doesn't? I'll ask you all. Shen Nian smiled and tugged at the sleeves of his warm clothes, pouted, and said with dissatisfaction.

Bian Nuan came back to her senses and unconsciously followed her and asked, "Then when will you hurt and when will you not hurt?" ”

Shen Nianxiao was satisfied, smiled happily, and replied: "My aunt hurts when she dies, but it doesn't hurt when she drinks medicine." ”

Bian Nuan was stunned, remembering what Shen Nianxiao had not finished saying just now, his heart moved, and he asked, "Do you know how your aunt died?" ”

Shen Nianxiao heard this, his face changed, and he pushed away Bian Nuan's hand: "The medicine jar has fallen, A-Niang should scold me, I have to hide it quickly." As he spoke, he had to stand up, regardless of whether he had shoes and socks on, or that his feet were injured.

From Shen Nianxiao's changing expression, Bian Nuan faintly realized something, stopped her, and comforted her to sit down: "Don't talk about your aunt, your feet are burned, and you can't move." ”

Shen Nianxiao bit her lip and tangled: "Then it's okay, I can't say how my aunt died." ”

Bian Nuan nodded in response: "Don't say how my aunt died." ”

Shen Nian smiled and happily held Bian Nuan's hand: "Xin'er is awake, I'll go back and tell A-Niang, A-Niang won't let Xin'er drink the medicine that my aunt has drunk." ”