Seeing Shen Jiuliu's attitude, he didn't give up without asking what he was doing.
Rong Xian shook her sleeves without saying a word, her eyebrows lowered so that her expression could not be seen clearly.
Shen Jiuliu pursed his lips, his cold expression full of seriousness and determination: "Xiaoxian, don't hide it from me, I want to know..."
"Okay, I'll tell you all." Rong Xian said neatly.
Shen Jiuliu's voice was interrupted, the corners of his mouth moved, his expression was a little dazed, and he seemed to be confused by Rong Xian's unreasonable behavior.
He prepared a lot of words of consolation, but he didn't expect a single one to be of use.
Shen Jiulu coughed dryly, only to feel that the uncomfortable feeling in his heart just disappeared in an instant, and he felt a little powerless to rise, he said dryly: "...Xiaoxian, you say, I will listen."
Rong Xian walked to the table lightly and put away the bamboo slips on the table. She coughed a few times in discomfort, and sighed softly: "Why do you have to get to the bottom of it? It's hard to be confused, isn't it?"
"How can it be good to put it on you." Shen Jiuliu turned around, with tenderness and fear on his face that he hadn't noticed: "Xiaoxian, I'm afraid I can't afford the price of confusion."
Rong Xian understood his insistence, curled her lips into a smile, and said perfunctorily: "You, you just think too much, I'm just a little typhoid."
She took out the handkerchief from her sleeve, covered her mouth and coughed a few times, then said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go, go and see Mumu."
Shen Jiulu: "..." Don't leave in a hurry, don't you want to explain? Please explain, I'm waiting.
Rong Xian seemed to have seen through the thoughts in his heart. She was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.
She was suspiciously silent, and asked a little worriedly: "That's it, if I explain it to you, will you cover your ears and shout 'I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen'? "
Shen Jiulu: "..."
Shen Jiuliu almost twitched the corner of his mouth, he felt that Xiaoxian might have misunderstood his impression.
Shen Jiuliu said helplessly, "Don't worry, Xiaoxian, I won't do this..."
He paused, gritted his teeth word by word, and said, "Little daughter pretending!"
Rong Xian said with a pure face that she believed in his evil, ah no, she believed in his words, and told him - "Kurou don't have to worry, I just asked casually."
Shen Jiulu tried his best to suppress his cold expression, and his heart even collapsed a little.
Xiaoxian had so much foreshadowing, she just asked casually.
In order not to let the topic go wrong again, he struggled hard to bring the conversation back to business.
He first emphasized: "Xiao Xian, I don't have that kind of hypocritical vice."
Then, with a serious look, she said, "Xiaoxian, don't worry." You explain, you should explain it clearly! !
Rong Xian sighed softly, and politely dismissed the previous topic, and said in a helpless tone, "What do you want to hear for Jiuyu? Didn't I say it just now? I just have some typhoid fever."
Shen Jiuliu's expression cracked: "Your explanation is that you have typhoid fever?"
Rong Xian folded her wide sleeves and said innocently, "Why not?"
Shen Jiulu: ! !
It is said that there is deep distress and compelled to do it? What about being persecuted and hard to open
I was ready to go through fire and water, only to find that I had the wrong expression again.
Seeing the cracked expression on Shen Jiuliu's waiting list, Rong Xian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and she could guess what Shen Jiuliu was thinking without asking.
She sighed in a similar way: "It turns out that in Jiu Liu's heart, I have been thinking about how to do my best to save the poor innocent me out of the dire hell of the City Lord's Mansion. I am so touched."
Saying that, she raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, pretending to be grateful.
Shen Jiulu: I don't know why, but suddenly I feel a little embarrassed.
"However, Kuyu is actually ready to give up his life to save me, who is suffering in silence, and see death as home. This is really—" Rong Xian extended her voice, and the hint was self-evident.
Shen Jiulu, who wanted to escape the awkward atmosphere, couldn't wait to answer: "You don't have to be moved."
Rong Xian followed his voice and said, "—too much thinking."
Shen Jiulu: "..."
That's a little embarrassing, okay
After a long while, Shen Jiulu silently walked to the bookcase to pick up the medicine box, and said nonchalantly, "Xiaoxian, let's go quickly, Mumu's condition can't be delayed."
He wailed in his heart, he didn't even have the slightest tacit understanding with Xiaoxian, and the imagining of having a consonant heart is nothing but fantasy.
He lowered his head depressedly, pretending that nothing happened just now.
But Rong Xian, who had been stabbed in the foot by him before, would not simply let him go.
Rong Xian breathed a sigh of relief on purpose and said bluntly, "I thought Kuyu was going to tell me how you and You Feng negotiated to save me, and what escape route they made."
Shen Jiuliu's ears turned red, something that he had taken for granted before, why was Xiaoxian saying it now, but he felt an inexplicable sense of shame.
Seeing his attitude, Rong Xian also accepted it.
She turned around and said solemnly: "Since there is no problem with staying for a long time, let's go see Mumu."
After a pause, she turned her head to look at Shen Jiulu and asked uncertainly, "There's no doubt about it, right?"
Shen Jiulu nodded hurriedly, not daring to say another word, lest he would embarrass himself again.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, a faint light flashed in her eyes.
She deliberately revealed flaws for Shen Jiulu to find out her strangeness, otherwise she wanted to cover up, how could there be so many flaws.
But the result made her a little disappointed, Shen Jiulu didn't get to the bottom of it, and didn't think deeply.
Rong Xian glanced at Shen Jiuliu incredulously, um, is this person gross and unaware, or is he too timid to investigate further
Shen Jiulu didn't know what Rong Xian was thinking. After winning Rong Xian's consent, he walked quickly to the door and opened the door.
Yun Youfeng leaning on the tree and Fan He and Ling Lan sitting on the stone table at the edge of the bamboo forest walked over and looked over. Yun Youfeng jumped from the tree and smiled, "It seems that you have resolved the internal conflict."
Standing in the door, Rong Xian smiled at him and praised him insincerely, "You Feng has a delicate mind and is as smart as ever."
Yunyoufeng: Although it is praised, it does not mean to be happy.
Shen Jiulu walked out of the door with the medicine box in his hand. When he passed by the two maids at the door, he paused for a while, and suddenly asked, "Doctor Rong is going to go out to see a doctor in a while, do I need to ask the city lord?"
The maidservant on the left bent her body and replied earnestly, "Hui Shaoxia, don't do this. The city lord once instructed that Doctor Rong can go wherever he wants, as long as he has time to come back and see the doctor for his wife."
A trace of doubt flashed in Shen Jiuliu's eyes, Qingbo did not limit Xiaoxian's freedom, could it be that he guessed wrong
He walked to Yun Youfeng's side, and suddenly noticed that the person behind him was not following, and his cold voice called with a hint of tenderness: "Xiaoxian, let's go."
Ling Lan snorted coldly and jumped up to Shen Jiuli's side, not leaving for half a step. She wouldn't give Rong Xian a chance to be alone with her junior brother.
Fan He reluctantly followed, as if there was nothing she could do about the wayward junior sister.
Rong Xian: I almost thought I could hear Kuyu's coquettish 'I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen', I'm disappointed/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
(End of this chapter)