"Back to the Hou Ye, Mrs. already had an injury on her back, and today it rained again and she caught a cold, so it will cause a high fever and confusion, so you can drink medicine and take care of it."

After the doctor finished writing the prescription and handed it over to Chunyu, he raised his eyes to look at Song Shiyu who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and asked cautiously: "Master Hou, does the old man continue to go back and look at Miss Shen Zhi, or is it ......?"

Song Shiyu glanced at him lightly, and before he could speak, his hand was suddenly pulled tightly, and he saw Zhao Lichu closing his eyes and choking up: "Don't go, husband......"

The little hand that was pulling at him tightly was extremely cold at the moment.

Song Shiyu lowered his eyes, silently let her pull, and only opened his lips after a while: "Go and decoct the medicine, and go back when Mrs. is better." ”

The doctor immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bowed respectfully to him and said goodbye.

Outside, it rained incessantly, night covered the land, and the house was extremely quiet.

"Zhao Lichu, are you awake?" Song Shiyu looked at the person lying on the bed and asked in a low voice.

“……”

Zhao Lichu closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was immersed in some kind of memory, and he didn't respond, but he didn't know what he was whispering.

I couldn't hear clearly, but I could vaguely hear the word Huaijing.

Song Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes darkened, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but she grabbed her more firmly.

He wrung his eyebrows.

"Husband......" In her dream, her tears slipped from her eyes, flowed into her hair bun along the tails of her eyes, and quickly dissipated: "Why don't you ignore me......"

“……”

Song Shiyu pondered for a few moments, and was about to speak, but saw her slowly open her eyes.

The candle flame flickered, and he could clearly see her reddened eyes.

"Husband......" Zhao Lichu called him blankly, and blinked slightly: "Why is Husband?" ”

Song Shiyu looked at her face fixedly, and his thin lips moved lightly: "Zhao Lichu, this is how you prove your innocence?" and belittled your own body, and came to coerce me to see you. ”

"Husband......

Zhao Lichu's fingertips curled up, and his voice was hoarse and dry: "If the concubine doesn't do this, can she see her husband, Shen Yin's matter ......?"

"Yinyin has a simple temperament and doesn't understand the twists and turns in the Hou Mansion, but after all, she has no rules, and when she gets better, I will ask her to apologize to you."

Song Shiyu's expression was indifferent, paused, and continued: "As for your mother and outsiders, you should know what to do. ”

After saying this, he got up without the slightest hesitation and prepared to leave.

"The husband did this for the sake of fame and his mother's words, or because of the concubine...... Grievance? ”

Zhao Lichu looked at his back and asked in a low voice.

Song Shiyu's footsteps were sluggish, but he didn't look back, and said lightly: "Zhao Lichu, what do you think you are, you should understand what I mean, get together with Qing'an and them in a few days, you just have to do your play, aren't you the best at acting." ”

His words, his words, were like a knife piercing the bottom of Zhao Li's heart.

It turned out that he didn't care about her at all......

"If the husband is ruthless, why should he come to see the concubine?" Zhao Lichu smiled bitterly: "The concubine still thinks that the husband will always care about the concubine a little, even if it is the sympathy and mercy of almsgiving......"

Speaking of this, she coughed twice suddenly, and said in a cold voice: "It's the concubine's delusion, the outsider who the husband wants looks like a loving couple, the concubine will definitely do a good job when she arrives, and then the husband is satisfied, and I hope that the husband can rest assured to take care of Shen Zhi." ”

Having said that, her eyes turned red uncontrollably, and a string of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, flowing down with the tears.

Song Shiyu stood stiffly with his back.

After a long time, he said without any waves: "Isn't what you want is my compromise, as well as the reputation of the majestic Mrs. Hou, and Zhizhi's apology, which are all in line with your wishes now, why are you still dissatisfied?" ”