I took two steps back, glanced at Miao Jing a few more times, and pulled my hand away. Miao Jing then let go of me.
As he got closer to her, the smell of blood became stronger. It seemed that Miao Jing was fine.
But her complexion and the expression on her face were completely different from before.
Especially the empty pupils and hollow voice, they all look like a dead person!
"Mr. Luo, let's go draw the design drawings. It's indeed very late. Let Miao Jing rest first, and then we can read her face at dawn?"
After Shangjiang finished talking to me in a deep voice, he briefly explained to Miao Jing the reason why we came to her room.
To tell the truth, his ring finger was injured just now. I am a very powerful Mr. Yin and Yang. I helped him get rid of the injured ring finger. Maybe my wife was ill. He brought me here and I lifted the quilt because I was worried about her.
Miao Jing still kept the same posture of lying down, but her eyes glanced at me and said, "I'm fine now, what's the matter? You guys are busy with your business."
"Okay." The merchant has already reached out to pull me.
I have a lot of doubts in my heart, but it’s hard to speak now, otherwise Shang Jiang is afraid that he will fall out with me.
It can be seen from a few words that he has deep feelings for Miao Jing and takes special care of her.
This situation is difficult to deal with. I just want to go out now. When I get out of the room, I have to have a serious chat with the merchant about the traitorous appearance...
Before the merchant's hand could reach me, I walked straight out.
As soon as we walked out of the door, the door was slammed!
The noise was astonishingly loud, as if someone was banging on the door.
Miao Jing's voice sounded in the room again, becoming colder than before: "Husband, when you are done with your work, just send Mr. Luo away." "I don't count my fortune, my fortune is getting thinner and thinner, and I still have a child in my belly. , we cannot let his life suffer."
I frowned slightly, Shang Jiang was obviously embarrassed.
After walking some distance, we returned to the main room.
Shang Jiang immediately apologized to me, saying that his wife's personality was like this, and she had to quarrel with him when she was woken up, so she didn't need to take it to heart.
Then he asked me in a low voice, if you don't read fortune tellers, can you tell your fortune? Do you need to know your birth date? His wife was contradicting everything she said, so why not just calculate it secretly?
I took a deep breath and asked the merchant to sit down first.
He was obviously confused and asked worriedly, am I angry? His wife did not have any bad intentions, it was just a misunderstanding.
After all, a woman’s reaction when a strange man comes into her house and lifts her blanket is humane.
I shook my head and said I wasn't angry. It was all a trivial matter. What I wanted to say was also a matter of her wife's appearance.
The merchant was surprised and asked me, how could I tell it just by looking at each other like this?
I nodded and made it clear that when I first arrived, I had seen this face once, not only his wife's, but also his.
Shangjiang's eyes were even more surprised, but he also became more urgent. Let me tell you something quickly.
I calmed down my thoughts and directly told about Miao Jing's mole, as well as his mole plus Yin Palace.
And I said it very directly and conclusively.
Both parties are traitors, and one of them must be cheating on them, either his wife or his tradesman.
And the Palace of Yin and Birds of Prey represents heirs. If Shang Jiang has no heirs, there is a high probability that the child in his wife's belly is not his, and even if it is, I'm afraid he won't be able to give birth.
The injured ring finger also coincides with a relationship change and the health of her wife.
It still took me more than ten minutes to explain this clearly. Because I was afraid that the merchant would not understand, I explained it in extra detail.
After saying that, I looked at the merchant's face intently.
But Shang Jiang's expression suddenly changed and became particularly ugly.
I was about to continue talking, but Shang Jiang suddenly stood up.
He was pacing back and forth, looking at me uncertainly.
At this moment, there was a cracking sound.
The sound was so sudden that I turned my head and glanced outside the hall.
Shang Jiang and Feng Qu also saw it.
What made my pupils shrink was that Miao Jing was standing at the door of the main room at some point. Her hands were hanging by her sides. There was a long plate on the ground, as well as several broken teacups and a tea cup.
Miao Jing's face was frighteningly white. She looked straight at me, her eyes almost popping out of her head.
"Old... wife... why are you up?" Shang Jiang's face became very flustered.
Miao Jing's eyes were also filled with bloodshot eyes, and the bloodshot eyes seemed to burst.
She suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Luo, my husband has done a good job for you. Has he offended you? Do you want to say something like this to slander us?"
"Unfortunately, I thought I spoke too harshly just now. I got up to make tea for you. Are you speaking in human language?"
"You can read someone's face at a glance and tell their fortune?"
Miao Jing's voice was particularly sharp, even filled with resentment.
She added abruptly: "Are you too small-minded? I didn't let you lift the quilt just now, so you are slandering people like this?"
"When I took you in, I felt something was wrong with you! Did you move your eyes from me for a moment?"
"You think it doesn't matter. You can say whatever you want to others. You are Mr. Yin and Yang, and you have the Feng family to support you."
"So if others don't please you or don't do what you want, you will force them to death?"
Miao Jing's speaking speed was astonishingly fast, and what she said was also particularly tricky.
The feeling of emptiness is getting stronger and stronger.
This sound seemed to echo in the yard!
"Get out! You two, get out! Don't come to my house again!" Finally, Miao Jing directly issued an eviction order and pointed at the door of the yard.
I frowned and looked at Miao Jing's face, only to realize that half of her eyebrows were broken, and the Yintang position seemed to be cracked...
My heart suddenly dropped for a moment.
Miao Jing... is dead?
