He hesitated for a moment, "She won't."
Shen Yinxiao raised his eyebrows: "How do you know, Young Master, that she doesn't know how to do it?"
Wei Cheng couldn't explain the reason for a moment, so he let go of his hand, leaned back, and casually raised his hand to push back his scattered hair, revealing his smooth forehead, "No, it won't be."
Shen Yinxiao sneered silently, took out a small black pill from the hollow pendant around his neck, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
"What do you want to eat?" Wei Cheng looked complicated.
Even knowing that he was asking the question knowingly, Shen Yinxiao still answered: "Avoid medicine."
"I told you, you don't have to eat."
"Don't I still have the power to control my body?"
She pushed his hand away and threw the pill into her mouth. The tea had been spilled and she could only swallow it dry. Halfway through the swallow, it got stuck in her throat. She covered her chest and coughed violently, choking on tears. I just don’t know why, maybe it’s been too long since I’ve cried, it’s like a dam has opened, and the tears can’t stop flowing down.
Wei Cheng's face still looked bad, slightly blue.
But he still reached out his hand, picked her up from behind, and shook her a few times.
The medicine slid down the throat naturally.
The back of Wei Cheng's injured hand, where the bleeding had stopped, burst open again, and the blood seeped into the heavy brocade.
"What if she wants to kill me?" Shen Yinxiao suddenly asked.
"I won't let you die."
She almost died today and was stabbed in the neck. She didn't know when someone would kill her again in the future. Shen Yinxiao felt a surge of fire in her heart. She stood up with eyes wide open and glared angrily.
Wei Cheng raised his eyes and looked at her intently.
After a while, she suddenly laughed, shook her head, opened the car curtain, and jumped out.
Wei Ning had already given the signal, and it was not far from Fan Yang. Seeing that the guards were coming to meet them, when he saw Shen Yinxiao suddenly opened the curtain and walked in the direction of Fan Yang without looking back, he hurried to stop Shen Yinxiao. Xiao suppressed his anger and said: "This is not far from the city, I can just walk back by myself."
Wei Ning was shocked: "It's too dangerous for my wife to go alone in the middle of the night. It's better to wait for someone to come and go back by car."
Shen Yinxiao pushed his hand away and said dryly: "Don't bother."
"No trouble, no trouble. It's really unsafe for my wife to go on the road alone. What if we run into an assassin again?"
Shen Yinxiao smiled coldly: "People are bound to die. What's the difference between dying early and dying later? Don't stop me again!"
Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, actually feeling that what she said made some sense, but felt that something was still wrong.
In this moment of confusion, Shen Yinxiao happened to pass him and walked away without looking back.
Wei Ning wanted to chase him, but didn't dare. He turned to look at Wei Cheng.
Wei Cheng got out of the car at some point and stood in the front room of the carriage, his face ashen and his brows gloomy as he looked at the figure who was gradually moving away without looking back.
Looking at this, there is a high probability that they are quarreling again.
He sighed.
The wind blew the corners of Wei Cheng's clothes, and veins popped up on his forehead. He clenched his back molars when he heard Wei Ning ask cautiously: "Young Master, are you going to chase Mrs. Shen back?"
The words popped out one by one from between the teeth: "Chasing?"
Wei Ning raised his foot and turned around to chase after him.
"let her go!"
Wei Ning paused.
"She's used to it! She goes wherever she likes." He said nothing, jumped out of the car, sat down with his legs bent, and rubbed his temples.
Turning his head again, he saw that the woman really had no intention of turning back. Her slender back and flying skirt gradually disappeared into the thick fog, shrinking to a point until she could no longer be seen. He frowned even more.
The night on the outskirts of the city was colder than in the city, and there were no lights on the hills above Liandao. Occasionally, she passed by a few residential courtyards, but all the lights were turned off and the doors were locked. When she passed by, the only thing she could hear was the guarding dog barking a few words. Welcome.
She was so angry that she walked bravely and didn't feel cold. Instead, she was as excited as a little rooster who only wanted to fight.
While thinking about today's events, the anger in my heart gradually dissipated.
The fire was extinguished, leaving behind a pile of burned dry branches, with sparks fluttering a few times, which was more desolate than the sound of a dog barking.
Shen Yinxiao looked at the family dogs tied up in the yard not far away. The word "bereaved dog" came to his mind, and suddenly he had mixed feelings, and a sour meaning came out.
But it was impossible to turn around and go back. The quarrel was so fierce just now. If she went back, she would only be ridiculed and looked down upon. Maybe Wei Cheng wouldn't let her get in the car.
If you take the main road again, you will inevitably encounter them.
When the time came, he was sitting high on the luxurious car, and Shen Yinxiao was walking alone on the roadside. Wei Cheng opened the car curtain and gave her a sneer, and finally drove away, leaving her with a gray face. She imagined it. Such a scene made her feel more uncomfortable than having a knife on her neck.
She hesitated, turned a corner, and decided to take the path on the mountain.
It was a bit dark, and there were a lot of birds and animals, but since it was the middle of the night, the beasts should have fallen asleep, and the path was going fast. She held up her skirt and started trotting along the rugged mountain road.
Relying on this anger, she walked home safely.
It was still dark, and the cockcrow occasionally sounded once or twice. She opened the door carefully, washed her face with well water, took off her makeup, powder and hairpin, wiped her body clean, and lay back on the bed.
But I couldn't sleep for long, and I was woken up by the sound of people walking on the street.
Shen's mother knew she was back when she got up at night, so she didn't wake her up. She wanted to let her sleep a little longer. When she saw her blue eyes and opened the door, she put down the things in her hands and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll just sleep a little longer today." Don’t go to the store and take a day off.”
Since A'duo followed her and lived in the Shen family, Shen's mother set aside the side room where the sundries were stored for her to sleep in. A'duo said, "Yes, I'll go today. Madam can just rest."
"If you don't feel well today, if you don't go there, and if you have something to do tomorrow, if you don't go there, then why open a store?"
She squatted by the well to fetch water and wash herself. Aduo handed her a handkerchief and bamboo salt, which she took.
Sensing that she was in a bad mood, A'duo and Shen's mother stopped talking.
Shen Yinxiao drank the water in the basin and looked at his face. After washing, he went back to the room to apply some powder, draw on his eyebrows, and put on some lipstick to gain some color, and then went to the store.
As soon as she arrived at the store, she made a pot of strong tea and drank several cups, feeling energetic for the day.
When it was almost sunset, Wei Ning, dressed in casual clothes, came to the door with a troubled expression.
"Brother Wei? Why are you here?" Wei Ning stopped her several times yesterday. Although she didn't agree, she knew that Wei Ning was warm-hearted and didn't treat him like he did Wei Cheng. She invited him to sit down and drink tea: "Drink. Cuiluo or eyebrow embroidery?”
Wei Ning came in, a grown man with a rare expression of admiration.
"No more drinking..."
"Ms. Shen, are you free?" He looked at Shen Yinxiao's expression carefully: "Ms. Shen, please go see Shaojun. He was ill when he came back yesterday and has a severe fever."
