"Shuanghua, what's wrong with me?" Shen Shishu sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Suzaku's white palm and put it on his face.

Suzaku noticed the warmth in the palm of his hand, and his heart was a little blocked.

He whispered, "It's me who doesn't deserve you." ”

Shen Shishu's eyes were slightly red, and he shouted almost hysterically: "What is not worthy? In the past, you were afraid that I was the son of the Shen family, but now what is the difference between the Shen family and civilians? ”

Suzaku shook his head and turned his face away, "You go, I'll sleep for a while." ”

Shen Shishu looked at Suzaku with his chest heaving, and instead of leaving, he bent down and held Suzaku's face, and his thin lips were imprinted like this.

Suzaku stretched out his hand to push Shen Shishu away, but he put his hand on his waist in a ghostly way.

Shen Shishu received Suzaku's response, and his lips and teeth were even more wanton, and there was a faint smell of wine on the tip of his tongue.

It wasn't until Suzaku felt the touch from his waist that he suddenly woke up.

Pushing Shen Shishu away hard, the clothes of both of them were a little messy.

"Let's go, I'm a little out of shape after drinking, don't get me wrong." Suzaku said lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter just now.

Shen Shishu looked at Suzaku puzzled, "Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding? Misunderstood that you like me? Or misunderstand that there is still affection between us. If I misunderstand again, I'm a cheap! ”

After saying that, he walked out of Suzaku's house without looking back.

Suzaku buried her head in the quilt and sobbed out.

At this time, on the third floor of the Nine-Fold Pavilion, Su Moyue was asleep on the small couch by the window, covered with a brocade quilt.

The ghost boy breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this girl didn't play drunk, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

As soon as she sat quietly for a while, Su Moyue shouted, "Don't, cousin, run, don't!" ”

The ghost boy hurriedly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" ”

The sound is warm and mellow, which makes people feel calm.

Su Moyue slept groggily this night, and in her dream, either the Shen family was beheaded, or she was tied to the altar.

I also dreamed of my brother, and when she was tied to the altar, my brother slowly walked over.

She was frightened and kept shouting for her brother to run, but he just ran towards the fire.

"Don't, brother, you run, leave me alone, run!"

Su Moyue felt that her body was drenched in cold sweat, and her breathing and heartbeat were about to stop.

Immediately after, he fell into a warm embrace, "Don't be afraid, this is a nightmare, not real." ”

A large hand gently stroked her hair, and the terrifying sight of the dream vanished, replaced by a warm and peaceful scene.

Su Moyue fell asleep again in a hazy state.

"Master, there is news that the King of Liao is preparing to return to Beijing, and he has already been excerpted."

"Keep an eye on it!"

"Yes."

Su Moyue was interrupted by the voice of the person who spoke, and although the voices of the two were extremely low, she still heard it.

When he opened his eyes, there was only one ghost boy left in the room, standing by the window with his hands in his hands, looking out.

As soon as Su Moyue was about to sit up, she felt a splitting headache, "hiss......"

The ghost boy turned around and saw Su Moyue's painful appearance on his forehead, and hurriedly strode over and stretched out his hand to support her.

"Is it a headache? That drink is so strong that you two really dare to drink it. The ghost boy's tone was quite helpless,

Su Moyue sat up straight, rubbed the position of the meridian acupoint, and frowned and didn't want to speak.

The ghost boy came over with a bowl of sobering soup and sat next to Su Moyue, "Drink it quickly, you can feel better after drinking." ”

Su Moyue is a little uncomfortable with the care of others, from childhood to adulthood in the Hou Mansion, she is thinking about others, and no one cares about what she needs.

Now that she is being taken care of by the ghost boy like this, she actually feels a little weird.

Awkwardly took the decanting soup and drank it all.

"I'm going back, and my family is going to be in a hurry." Su Moyue was about to bend down and put on her shoes.

The moment I bent over, I felt dizzy, and the two shoes on the ground were seen as four.

Before she could react, she noticed a large hand grabbing her ankle, and then the shoe was put on her foot.

Although she was wearing her clothes and pants, Su Moyue was still a little embarrassed.

The ghost boy's face behind the mask was also swollen red, he just noticed that she was a little dizzy, and subconsciously helped her put on her shoes.

In retrospect, it was too abrupt.

"Qinglong, send Miss Su back." The ghost boy shouted out the door.

Qinglong came in and looked at Su Moyue's expression, "I'll carry you, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Moyue's wine woke up for the most part, what kind of words are these?

The ghost boy looked at Qinglong with an unkind expression.

Qinglong suddenly remembered his current identity, and thought to himself that it was good that he didn't call his cousin directly just now.

"Eh, then I see that Miss Su is a little unstable, why don't you let Suzaku come?"

Su Moyue waved her hand, "I can go by myself, Suzaku has also drunk a lot of wine, don't trouble her." ”

Qinglong helped her into the carriage and sent the person back to Shen's house.

When she arrived at the door of Shen's house, Su Moyue got out of the car alone.

Qinglong watched her go in, and then asked the coachman to turn the head of the car.

Su Moyue walked towards the courtyard, thinking about what the result would be if Su Zhihan went to make trouble in the Rong Palace.

Before entering the courtyard, I saw a person who looked like a small servant coming over, and Su Moyue recognized it as someone from the Pingyang Hou Mansion.

"Miss, Master Hou asked me to invite Miss back home. The old lady is sick, so she asks a few young ladies to go back to serve the sick. The little guy bent down and said, still a little out of breath, he came from the Pingxi County Palace, sparing most of the west of the city.

Although Su Moyue's mind was still a little chaotic, she was not confused, "If you don't go, you don't have any effort." ”

"Miss, it was ordered by Master Hou." The little guy said in embarrassment.

Su Moyue looked left and right at no one, hooked the corners of her mouth, and said in the little girl's ear: "When you die, you will come to report the funeral." ”

After speaking, he laughed wantonly twice, turned around and entered the house.

The little girl looked at the eldest lady dumbfounded, and didn't say anything.

Su Moyue didn't know that the Pingyang Hou Mansion at this time had already caused a lot of trouble because of Su Zhihan's matter.

In the Ci'an Courtyard where the old lady was, Su Zhihan and Lu were still kneeling on the ground.

Su Wenche sat in the flower hall with a frown, and Su Sinan and Su Yuanxi also sat anxiously below.

After a while, I heard from someone to say that the second lady was back.

As soon as Su Weiyang came in, he first asked anxiously, "Uncle, what's wrong with grandmother?" Why did you suddenly get seriously ill? ”

"Your grandmother is angry, and the Imperial Doctor is inside." After Su Wenche finished speaking, he also glared at Lu and Su Zhihan.

Su Weiyang went to take a look first, the imperial doctor was diagnosing the pulse and prescribing prescriptions inside, and Mama Yuan beside the old lady was waiting on the side.

"Mama Yuan, what's going on?"

Su Weiyang pulled Mama Yuan to the side of the bed and asked in a low voice.