That smile must be as far-fetched as it is, and as bitter as it may be.
It's as harsh as it sounds to Wu Yong's ears.
It was as if the two grown men did not care how sinful they were towards this weak woman.
Immediately, Wu Yong couldn't help but feel soft and hesitant. He crossed the head of the family and couldn't help but interject: "Girl, your wound needs to be cleaned and medicated quickly, otherwise it will become infected."
"We should ask the doctor to come over and take a look!"
But seeing Liu Yingying get the kindness, her heart suddenly warmed up, she looked at him gratefully and said: "It's just a minor injury, so I won't disturb the house."
As he spoke, he lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I have been troubled a lot since I came to seek refuge with the Shen family. If I make trouble again, it will only add to the trouble. How can I feel at ease?"
As Liu Yingying said this, her long eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful face was stained with a pitiful feeling of vulnerability.
Wu Yong was slightly startled when he heard this. This Miss Su is the cousin of the second wife and the niece of the second wife's mother's family. In fact, she lives in the Shen family and has a close relationship. It is not too intrusive. Compared with other people in the house. The relevant relationship is much more legitimate and logical, but I don't want it to be like this... I have to keep myself to myself, thinking that I am relying on someone else. I also heard that Mr. Su in Yuanling has lost his wife for many years, so he thought he lost his mother when he was young, so that's why he is like this. Cautious, yet pityful at the end, he couldn't help but look at his young master and said: "Master, why don't you go down and get some medicine, and then ask a girl to come and take care of you."
As he said that, he looked at the dazzling wound on Liu Yingying's hand and said, "If this wound is not cleaned for a long time, I'm afraid it will become bruised and pus will develop."
When Shen Lang heard this, he finally raised his eyelids and looked at the hand on the other side of the stone table.
He had just been standing in front of the thorn bushes without taking a closer look. Now he raised his eyes and glanced lightly, only to see the hand spread out on the stone table, which was like gelatin, as thin and white as an onion, and the slender hand was as white as an onion. The jade palm was already bright red and muddy.
The cold phoenix eyes were raised slightly, seeming a little surprised.
Then he moved his eyes lightly and fell on the charming and bright face opposite. At this moment, he bit his lip and lowered his eyes. The lowered profile was different from the original charming and showy face. On that enchanting and beautiful face Yan Yan's face added a bit more vulnerability and pity that shouldn't belong to her.
Shen Lang's eyes were floating, and when he was about to retract his eyes, he suddenly saw the pitiful face opposite him quickly raising his eyes to look at him. Fang bit his lips lightly and whispered to him: "Young Master Don’t feel guilty. You didn’t hit me on purpose. Just now... just now was just an accident. "
As she said that, Liu Yingying squeezed out a generous smile on her face, and her face was even filled with a trace of relief. She put on a relaxed look, forced a smile and said: "Really, look, it's really It doesn’t matter, my bones haven’t been broken yet.”
Liu Yingying bit her lip, waved her bloody hand towards Shen Lang, and spoke in a tea-talk, then quickly lowered her head after speaking.
The other hand under the stone table gently pinched the handkerchief.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a cold and sharp gaze from the opposite side glance directly at her.
Shen Lang squinted his eyes and glanced sharply at the "weak" figure opposite.
Liu Yingying could feel the sharpness of his gaze, like a poisonous arrow landing on her head every inch, as if it could penetrate people's hearts at a glance, and any monster or monster could instantly reveal its original shape before his eyes.
Liu Yingying suddenly paused for breath.
The fingers under the stone clenched the handkerchief tightly, but her lowered eyes moved back and forth, revealing a hint of her clever calculation.
Until Wu Yong, the guard on the side, turned to look at his young master Shen Lang in disbelief, what? Just now, this cousin girl was actually knocked down by his young master?
After knocking someone down so rudely, he still didn't care, or even ignored him?
Wu Yong's eyes were full of disapproval, but he also inexplicably believed that this was something his young master could do.
The reputation of the eldest son Shen Lang for being unkind was well known throughout the country. Wu Yong had been worried about this for an unknown amount of time.
But the Shen family has been a family for hundreds of years and has always behaved according to etiquette.
Immediately, he ignored the young master's instructions and without hesitation, he went directly to help his master and said to Liu Yingying: "Wait a moment, miss. I will call the maid to come and serve the miss."
After saying that, he went directly to the outside of the pavilion.
But at this moment, Liu Yingying immediately bit her lip and called out at the right time: "It's better not to bother this young master."
After a pause, he just said: "I entered this forest with the intention of picking mulberry leaves for Ling'er. I got dizzy and had no choice but to alert the two of them for help. If others happened to see me, this lonely man and widowed woman would really be dead." inappropriate."
Liu Yingying said thoughtfully, but she followed the rules and abided by the etiquette. As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at the stone table and said: "There is water here. The little girl has rough skin and thick flesh. Feel free to wash it with water. The wound will be fine."
After saying that, he poured some water from the teapot. After the water cooled down, Fang held up a handkerchief and dipped it in the water and carefully wiped it on his palms.
In Wu Yong's eyes, he saw a desolate and helpless posture with no one to take care of him, and he endured the pain and dealt with his wounds by himself.
While doing all these actions, Liu Yingying never dared to raise her head and look at the person opposite her during the whole process.
But one can feel the unwavering inspection and gaze, as if there is a hint of irony in it. .
Although she had already prepared it in her heart, the sharp gaze still made her breathe slightly. Liu Yingying took a few breaths silently, but her face was in unbearable pain. The scratched palm was so painful that Liu Yingying frowned, but she still refused to say a word of pain.
Halfway through the wiping process, Liu Yingying seemed to have encountered a difficulty. Liu Yingying stopped and suddenly raised her fingers to her eyes. When she took a look, her throat suddenly hurt and she couldn't help but let out a cry: "Hiss——"
Upon seeing this, Wu Yong immediately asked: "Did the girl touch a wound?"
Liu Yingying finally couldn't help but raised her head, looked at Wu Yong and said, "It seems like a barb has been pierced into her finger. It's so deep that it can't be squeezed out." ”
Liu Yingying said with a pained expression.
As soon as he finished speaking, he carefully turned over the pad of his ring finger.
Astonishingly, I saw a barb about the length of my thumb pierced horizontally into the thin and tender skin. The barb was thin, sharp, and pierced horizontally close to the skin. It penetrated into the flesh, revealing a deep blood mark. You can feel the biting pain at a glance, and you can't take it out with your bare hands.
After arriving here, Wu Yong finally couldn't stand looking anymore and said directly to Shen Lang opposite: "Master, just take a look at it for your cousin!"
After saying that, he hurriedly comforted Liu Yingying: "Don't be afraid, girl. My young master knows some medical skills and can use tweezers to take out the barb."
After hearing this, the stubborn Liu Yingying finally couldn't help but look up at Shen Lang across from her. As soon as she raised her eyes, her eyes met directly into those cold and dark eyes.
Like a thousand-year-old deep well without waves, there is a bottomless whirlpool inside, dark, gloomy, and full of unknown danger.
It's as if one can see through people's hearts at a glance, see through all her tricks and thoughts, and instantly make people unable to hide.
Liu Yingying's heart suddenly tightened, but she pretended not to know the scrutiny and coldness in the other person's eyes.
After a moment, she seemed to react quietly. Her pair of bright peach blossom eyes were watery, as if they were soaked with a pool of spring water, and she met his gaze with an innocent look, as if to say: Why are you looking at me like this? I just made it clear that the young master didn’t bump into me intentionally. Is there anything wrong with that?
It's not that the young master bumped into me intentionally.
It wasn't the young master who bumped into me.
What she said is true!
Liu Yingying blinked, with an innocent look on her face.
But he pretended to have a slight blush on his face, smiled shyly at the other party, and said in a sweet and soft voice: "Then... Then I'll have you, young master."
As she spoke, she slowly passed her hand over.
Looking at each other with a smile, there is a hint of cunning in his shy eyes.
Shen Lang stared intently at the meaningful smile opposite him that only he could understand. His eyes were curved, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was looking at him with a smile, like a very successful disguise. The fox, however, intentionally or unintentionally showed its slightly flawless tail in front of him.
Also, a touch of teasing.
Shen Lang's cold eyes narrowed.
Just when Liu Yingying thought he was going to ignore her again, at this moment, she saw that cold and cold face, thin lips slightly opened, and unexpectedly uttered one word: "Okay."
After a pause, he said in a cold voice: "Stretch out your hand."
Liu Yingying didn't seem to expect that this unkind eldest son of the Shen family would agree so readily to help her look at her injuries?
She just thought she heard wrong?
Why does it sound a little... unexpected?
After all, that day she fell to the ground, and the beauty trap and the cruelty trick were used repeatedly. The other party never even raised his eyelids, and he never showed the grace and magnanimity to even lend a hand to help others.
Are you so kind-hearted now?
No matter how I heard it, I felt strange.
But even so, Liu Yingying's heart moved slightly, and she immediately stretched out her hand with a bright smile, blushing and said shyly: "Thank you, sir."
After saying that, he put his hand in front of the other party.
Not long after, the broad sleeves of the robe were flicked, and a slender and beautiful hand with well-jointed bones appeared. In the hand was a dagger. The dagger was sharp and the tip was reflective.
Just when Liu Yingying looked puzzled, the sharp knife was directly pressed against Liu Yingying's fingertips, trying to slice her fingers open.
Liu Yingying's fingers suddenly shrank slightly, and when she met Shen Lang's cold gaze, her voice trembled slightly and she could only stutter: "Master, what is this... what is this?"
Shen Lang said expressionlessly: "Pull your fingers to pick up the object, use the knife to treat it."
Liu Yingying: "..."
The shyness at the corner of Liu Yingying's mouth instantly froze in place.
Is there such a therapy?
Why did Liu Yingying think that the other party was deliberately... messing with her?
Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor?
Chapter 036
The moment Liu Yingying's fingers were about to scratch her skin with the dagger, she suddenly tried to retract them.
Are you kidding me?
Hands are a woman’s second face.
Her hands were in a hurry.
You have to play the piano, dance, draw eyebrows, paint, and wash your hands and make soup for your future husband.
Even if she didn't flirt with the incomprehensible thing in front of her, she still had to protect her hands.
It’s okay to prick a few blood blisters. Blood blisters will not leave scars, but if you cut them open with a knife, they will definitely leave scars. If scars were left, Liu Yingying would not be sorry for the hands that Qin’s mother gave her. Raw milk that has been soaked for three years.
So it doesn't matter that he is the distinguished eldest son of the Shen family. In Liu Yingying's eyes, this person put together is not as important as one of her fingers.
Unexpectedly, as if her prediction had been predicted, the moment Liu Yingying retracted her fingers, a slender, cold hand suddenly pressed on her wrist.
Like an iron nail, her wrist was firmly nailed to the stone table, preventing her from moving at all.
Liu Yingying was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she met a pair of cold eyes.
Shen Lang raised the dagger, raised his eyes lightly, and glanced at Liu Yingying opposite him.
"What if I don't want to pull it out?"
That thorn!
Shen Lang asked slowly and calmly, his face as cold as jade was always emotionless, but if you look closely, you can see that there is something dark and dark in those narrow and cold phoenix eyes.
Liu Yingying was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that he would actually press her hand, nor did she expect that she would suffer such a vicious attack.
