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    After listening to the poem, I was startled.

    Yan Xun is now unconscious, and they have no way of knowing whose blood he has drunk. So it is obvious that the most suitable candidate at the moment can only be himself.

    "no!"

    Shen Yi didn't know what she was thinking, so he walked over in a few steps, his face was not good-looking, "Are you still planning to save him? Have you forgotten who he belongs to?"

    "Don't be angry first, I know." Shuci calmed him patiently, "But Mr. Yan has never been malicious to us, and I always feel that it was definitely not an accident that he passed out on the street. Maybe it was Xiao Yun.  What did he do?"

    Shen Yi was annoyed: "What if it's not the case?"

    "Then it's even more important to wake him up and ask him clearly." Shu Ci was obviously calmer than him on this matter, "Yan Xun is Xiao Yunhe's man. If we rescue him, he owes us a favor."  , don¡¯t you want to know more about Xiao Yunhe?¡±

    Rarely, Shen Yi was stunned by what she said.  Looking at it this way, it seems that he is narrow-minded and only cares about his children's personal relationship.

    Under the specious smile of the old Taoist priest, he looked away and turned around, saying nothing.

    Knowing that this action meant compromise, Shu Ci shook his hand flatteringly, "It doesn't matter, it's just a little blood."

    The latter was still angry, but even though he had softened his heart, he still threw her hand away, walked away further, and sulked alone.

    The old Taoist saw the right moment and spoke, "Actually, you don't need too much blood, half a bowl is enough and it won't hurt you." He ordered someone to get the bowl and asked Shu Ci to wait.

    Although it is still daytime, in order to provide a comfortable environment for people in the house to recuperate, the roller blinds are lowered, and the faint skylight shines through the gaps onto the tables, chairs, and mottled floors.

    Yan Xun found a little consciousness in the faint smell of blood. He raised his eyelids with difficulty and saw the book of words sitting in front of the table in his narrow vision.

    She was rolling up her sleeves, and there was a shocking incision on her snow-white arm. Blood gushes out and drips clearly into the white porcelain bowl.

    The moment he saw this scene, Yan Xun seemed to be stimulated by something. He struggled to get up, but his limbs were weak and he fell back heavily.

    Shu Ci turned her head because of his move. She was about to step forward to ask, but Shen Yi frowned and pressed her down, signaling her to be careful with her hands.

    The old Taoist priest walked to the bed and sat down, pulling the quilt over Yan Xun.

    He opened his mouth and tried hard to say something, but his throat was so dry that he could barely spit out a word.

    He wanted to ask her what she was doing.

    I also want to tell her that she doesn¡¯t have to do this for herself.

    But he was still speechless.

    The old Taoist priest kindly raised his hand and patted his back, and said softly: "Okay, okay, I understand, I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely heal you."

    Yan Xun sighed tiredly, and finally shook his head, no longer forcing himself.

    He lay quietly on his side, his eyes always staring at the book and words over there. She was talking to Shen Yi in a low voice, without squinting. Except for the glance just now, she never looked here again.

    Yan Xun felt very conflicted.

    He didn¡¯t want to owe her, and just because he knew that the two of them were good together, this idea became even stronger.

    Every time he is saved by Shuci, the gratitude and guilt in his heart will eventually make him want to stay by her side more and more.

    But it just can¡¯t happen.

    Several times, Yan Xun thought that God was playing tricks on him. Since it was destined not to be his, why did it have to happen to him again and again.

    Since fate was wrong from the beginning, isn¡¯t it the best ending for everything to be settled?

    As a result, after going around in a big circle, she finally returned to the same place. She still saved his life as before.

    The half bowl of blood was filled in a short time. The old Taoist priest took it and looked at it for a moment, "These should be enough."

    Someone on the side had already prepared clean strips of cloth and ointment. Shuci reached out to get it, but Shen Yihan slapped him away with a cold face, "I'll do it."

    Knowing that he was angry, she didn¡¯t dare to provoke him, so she sat there obediently and let him clean his wounds.

    The blood was still flowing. Shen Yi stared at the knife mark, his pupils were constricted, and his face was extremely ugly. He sprinkled the hemostatic medicine as lightly as possible. When he noticed that her arm trembled, he raised his eyes and said, "Just say it hurts."

    Shu Ci smiled: "It doesn't hurt, it's quite comfortable."

    Shen Yi was not angry, "It feels so good, how about another stab?"

    &The point?  "

    She started to fill a bowl. Shen Yi was just about to say no, but he had already put the bowls and chopsticks away after reading the book, so he had to sit down.

    "How are your hands?" He stirred the spoon slowly.

    "Much better." Shuci looked at his expression, "Are you unhappy? Are you still angry with me?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    Shen Yi thought about it for a long time and decided to tell her Xiao Yunhe's identity, "Let me tell you something."

    Seeing that he was so serious, he didn't dare to neglect his writing, so he stopped eating soup and sat down to wait for his next writing.

    Shen Yi recounted what the man in black told him one by one, but omitted some details and only said that they were clues found by his subordinates.

    The truth turned upside down and came back to the original place. Shu Ci couldn't help but be shocked: "What? Xiao Yunhe is really that person?"

    Shen Yi nodded slowly: "I think it should be credible."

    In other words, all the previous assumptions are established.

    He is indeed the confidant of the eldest princess. He has been planning carefully for more than ten years. The purpose is to use the relationship between Xiao Yunhe and An Yuanliang to climb to a high position step by step.

    "No wonder he is so persistent in killing you." Shuci bit his lower lip, thoughtfully, "He dealt with the Shen family royal family to avenge the princess. I understand this, but what does he want Bronze Lin for?"

    "The eldest princess had found this thing for her rebellion. I think he did it to commemorate her, or to complete the unfinished business for her?"

    Since Xiao Yun and this person's behavior cannot be viewed with ordinary people's thinking, Shen Yi can only guess this way.

    Shu Ci hummed noncommittally. For a moment, he didn't know whether to marvel at Xiao Yunhe's history of going back and forth a thousand times, or to sigh with emotion at his desperate means. He didn't say a word for a long time.

    Not wanting to make her worry too much, Shen Yi picked up her empty bowl, scooped some soup, and changed the subject, "It's enough to know the ins and outs of him. Don't worry too much, I will handle it."

    He handed the bowl over, "There is one more thing I need to discuss with you right now."

    Shu Ci nodded, "You say."

    "Before your father died, didn't he want me to find a better family for you to adopt?" Shen Yi leaned on his elbow and looked at her, "I have reached an agreement with General Zhenguo. The late Second Master Fu was  The hero of the Northern Barbarian War died in the line of duty, and he had no descendants. It would be just right for you to pass as a posthumous son. What do you think?"

    Shu Ci was slightly startled.

    She had actually forgotten this matter, but she didn¡¯t expect Shen Yi to still remember it.

    Liang Qiu was a treacherous minister, and she knew that he wanted to beautify her origin and status. Although he had good intentions, it made her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

    The biological father cannot recognize him, and the adoptive father cannot recognize him.

    The family that she has been with for more than ten years is full of gaps between her and her. Now she can only change her identity and live with another identity. It is too sad to think like this.

    "What?" Shen Yi observed her expression, "Do you think it's bad?Then, how about she still be an adopted daughter?"

    Shuci pursed his lips and smiled faintly, shook his head and changed the subject, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about my mother and sister"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know how they are doing lately.¡±

    She propped her head and looked out the window, and absentmindedly poked the duck blood in the bowl with a spoon.

    Knowing that Ms. Chen didn¡¯t want to see her, she didn¡¯t want to come to her door to get in trouble during this period. In the blink of an eye, she hadn¡¯t seen each other for ten days. Now that she¡¯s not around, they should be doing well.

    At this moment, in the small garden of Xiao Mansion, wintersweet blossoms have just sprouted, and the cold fragrance spreads around, refreshing.

    The maid under the tree was lowering her head to sweep a pile of fallen leaves in the corner. She seemed to be worried. Occasionally, one or two plum blossoms fell on her bun, but she was completely unaware of it.

    Not far away, someone suddenly called out: "Wen Yue."

    She stopped, turned around and responded, putting the broom aside.

    The woman in charge was named Zhou, and everyone she knew called her Aunt Zhou, so she followed suit.

    "What are your orders?"

    Aunt Zhou gave her a list, "You and Ming Zheng will go out in a while and buy these things. The store owners are all familiar with them. If you tell Xiao's family that you want them, ask him for a 20% discount."

    "Okay." She took the list but didn't move. After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked, "Madam, I heard some time ago that your lord is missing a maid to accompany you."

    Aunt Zhou raised her brows and was about to speak when a cold piece of silver came in her hand. Her expression changed slightly, and when she looked at the little girl in front of her again, she looked a bit inquiringly.

    Everyone wants to climb up these days. Who is Mr. Xiao? He has a high position and is very handsome. He is in his thirties and has not yet married a wife and started a family. There are one or two people who are desperate to try their luck. She also  It's not that I haven't seen it before.

    "Mom, please give me more help." She spoke softly, stretched out her hand to close her fingers, and held the silver ingot tightly.

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    Aunt Zhou took back her hand and said with a smile, "I will try my best to think of a solution for you." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)??Climb up, who is Mr. Xiao? He has a high position and is handsome. He is in his thirties and has not yet married and started a family. It is not like she has never seen one or two people who are desperate to try their luck.  Pass.

    "Mom, please give me more help." She spoke softly, stretched out her hand to close her fingers, and held the silver ingot tightly.

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    Aunt Zhou took back her hand and said with a smile, "I will try my best to find a solution for you." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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