In the courtyard where Wen Qingxuan lives, the bamboo forest flowers and plants are elegant.

In front of the stone table under the Zhu tree in the courtyard, Wen Qingxuan was grinding medicine.

Frost-white gown, hosta hairpin, handsome as jade, like a cold fairy, beautiful scenery, dusty temperament, and this world and times are a little out of place.

In front of him, Song Li was still a little restrained, walked to the stone table and sat down, looked at the medicine trough, and didn't smell anything: "What did you change again?" ”

This medicine is used to get drunk in the present day.

"It's still evergreen." Wen Qingxuan glanced up at her and smiled gently: "You came back late, if you come back a few days earlier, you can still see the flowers of the crane grass." ”

Now the flowers have been defeated.

"Nothing to look at." Song Li looked at him grinding medicine, casually: "What is the current situation in the clan?" ”

Wen Ke brought the food over.

Wen Qingxuan asked Wen Ke to remove the medicine weapon, sat down with his slightly wide sleeves, and then replied to Song Li's words: "Knowing the existence of Tan Beixing, there are a few who want to take her back, but I stopped it." ”

"Tan Peichun has entered Wohai Prison, and anyone else wants to move?" Song Li poked his chopsticks into the bowl of rice, and his eyebrows rose with evil coldness: "Don't you want the remaining years of life of this group of old things?" ”

Wen Qing Xuanxing was bright and moon-eyed, and his voice was gentle: "Before they are sure that you are still alive or not, they don't dare to act rashly." ”

Song Li glanced at him, took two more bites, and put down his chopsticks.

"Give me your hand." Qingxuan called her.

Take the pulse again.

I checked my pulse all day long, but I didn't see a flower.

Song Li impatiently handed his wrist up: "I know what my body looks like." ”

After staying here for a few more days, she felt that Wen Qingxuan could force her to hibernate.

The pulse is very stable, but the poison seems to be deeper! It seems that the matter of medicine cannot be delayed any longer!

Wen Qingxuan withdrew his hand and pulled her sleeve down: "I heard Wen Chuan say that you applied for Beijing University." ”

Song Li sighed.

Wen Qingxuan stared at her for a long time and said, "Actually, in biomedicine, Yongzhou is the most powerful, you ......"

Song Li lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes covered two rows of blue and gray, and said with an uncertain emotion: "I don't like it here." ”

Never liked.

Wen Qingxuan didn't continue the topic and shifted: "Since the Ancient Sect has locked you, it will definitely not give up, be careful in the future." ”

Song Li's eyes were filled with coldness: "No one in this world can touch me." ”

The arrogance of no one in his eyes.

Wen Qingxuan served her a bowl of soup, and Wen Sheng asked, "Did you really choose Fu Shiyi?" ”

Song Li supported his cheeks with one hand, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were wrapped in obedience, and he said casually: "You won't also want to learn Duan Changhuai, right?" ”

Wen Qingxuan slapped his hand, looked at the evil and unruly girl in front of him, and chuckled: "He wants to destroy what you like, I'm not so cruel." ”

He's not cruel?

Who in the entire Yongzhou doesn't know that the gentle son of the Wen family is a gentle knife?

The kind that kills without seeing blood!

Song Li laughed and didn't say anything

Wen Qingxuan laughed again, like Wang Qingquan's gentle eyes full of seriousness, "If Fu Shiyi treats you badly, I'll help you kill him!" ”

After a pause, he said, "If you can't meet someone you like, I will marry you." ”

At that time, he would marry her willingly with the strongest and most sincere love.

It's his innate responsibility.

Wen Qingxuan never lied to her, and he would definitely do what he said.

Song Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was quite serious: "That's a pity, I don't need you anymore." ”

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This isolated garden villa is too large to be overtly large, with intricate bluestone paths.

Fu Shiyi didn't try to walk around, just sat in the courtyard, facing the stone path that entered the courtyard.

A face is angular, handsome, and Danfeng's eyes are rippling with the galaxy, and he is violently wrapped.

Wearing a black silk shirt, the neckline is not buttoned, the white collarbone is looming, and the cuffs are slightly rolled up.

Mysterious abstinence and coldness, noble between hands and feet.

Holding a book in his hand, he was reading it, and it was the book "Buddha's Verse" that Song Li often read.

Sensing someone approaching, he couldn't help but raise his head.

I saw the girl's figure appear on the path, her legs were slender and straight, her steps were uninhibited, and her very good-looking eyebrows and eyes were wicked and cold.

His gaze was slightly blurred, as if he was thinking about something.

Fu Shiyi's eyes fell on her left hand, between her cold white and delicate fingers, carrying a flower.

Black roses.

Closing the book and putting it on the stone table, Fu Shiyi took a break from the coldness around him, got up and took two steps forward, and his voice was clear: "What are you thinking, don't you look at the road?" ”

Song Li raised his head, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, and he was a little depressed: "I don't like it here, I don't like it at all." ”

She's always been a person who doesn't care about anything, and this is the first time I've seen her clearly show her likes and dislikes.

Fu Shiyi was stunned, lowered his eyes and looked at the girl, his deep eyes were filled with tenderness: "Do you want to leave?" You can leave at any time. ”

What he said was that he could leave at any time, he could take Song Li to leave from this heavily guarded mountain villa at any time, not that he could leave with Song Li at any time.

Song Li heard this deep meaning, glanced at him, his eyes were dark and bright, and he said slowly: "The helicopter is in the back mountain." ”

He turned around and walked towards the house.

After taking a few steps, he stopped again as if he remembered something, and turned around.

He tilted his head to look at Fu Shiyi, the corners of his lips hooked up with an evil smile, and he threw the flower in his hand quite casually: "I folded it on the side of the road just now, and I gave it to you." ”

Fu Shiyi reached out and caught it.

There are thornless leaves on the stems, and the petals are stacked, and there is also water vapor, like a black sea, deep and mysterious, and a different kind of delicate.

Rare special varieties of solid color black roses, even if the Wen family has always been at the forefront of the world in biotechnology, will not be planted on the roadside.

Song Li specially brought it back to send him!

As soon as I came out on the seventh day of the first month, I saw my grandfather standing in the courtyard, holding a black rose in his hand, with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his lips were about to hook up to the sky.

The always cold breath has become like a spring breeze, and it is obviously extremely pleasant.

Chu Qi has been with Fu Shiyi for ten years, and I have never seen him so happy in spring.

From that black rose in your hand?

But it looks no different from the rose fields in the delta?

He seemed to hear Miss Song's voice just now...

Miss Song sent it!!

Ahhh~ That's reasonable!

It turns out that Miss Song still has this kind of taste?!

It seems that no matter who wins the race in M State, and who marries whom, the family status of this family in the future will be the highest in Miss Song!

The seventh day of the first month instantly realized again, no one can offend Miss Song!

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The entire mountain villa forest park takes more than two hours to drive out.

Song Li was impatient to go, so he directly mobilized the helicopter and went to the research institute.

The helicopter stopped on the roof of the expansive building, and the elevator went all the way down, listening to the negative three floors.

Bai Ting was waiting at the door, wearing a gray-blue professional overalls and a badge.

Name column: Fang He.

Obviously not his name.

When he saw Fu Shiyi, his eyes rolled, he didn't say anything, and said to Song Li respectfully: "Dr. Sang has returned to the office, and none of us can stop him!" ”

This dead old man!

Song Li's eyebrows furrowed, and he scolded: "Does he really want to die?" ”