Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

During this sleep, Shen Xixi slept extremely soundly, lying in her mother's warm arms, with a light fragrance of flowers in her arms.

"...Third Grandma has a high fever!"

"What's wrong with this? Xi'er, wake up, Xi'er?"

"I'm afraid the third grandma is pretending to be sick to avoid punishment, right?"

"How can you say anything about this? Go back."

Vaguely, noises and shouts kept coming from her ears, waking Shen Xixi from her sleep. Finally, she frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

"Third Grandma, are you awake?" As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Yin Shuang's shining eyes, with red and swollen corners and tears.

"I...what's wrong?" Looking at Yinshuang's reddish eyes, Shen Xixi asked, but when she spoke, she realized that her voice was extremely hoarse.

"Third Grandma, you fainted in the ancestral hall, and Third Master carried you back. Later, you developed a high fever and it didn't go away. I was worried to death."

Bringing the boiled medicine over and placing it in front of her, Yinshuang spoke softly, blowing the medicine to cool it down so as not to burn her.

"Mom's place?" Shen Xixi asked softly after drinking all the Chinese medicine in one breath, and frowning slightly when she was stimulated by the bitter and spicy smell. Thinking of Li Wanrou's place.

"Third Master has said that Madam just wants to teach Grandma to take a good rest, but..."

Halfway through, Yinshuang stopped talking.

Shen Xixi: "What's wrong?"

"The third master stayed in Cui Qiao's room last night." Thinking of Cui Qiao's flattering face and pulling the third master into her room last night, Yinshuang was filled with anger.

"Yes, I understand. She belongs to the third master, so it is natural for him to come to her room."

Returning the porcelain bowl to Yin Shuang, Shen Xixi smiled slightly and said that it was nothing strange.

With Cuiqiao's identity and that face, it was only a matter of time before she regained her favor.

"By the way, Third Grandma, the person next door sent something to you."

Thinking of the things delivered from the side room early in the morning, Yinshuang stood up quickly and took a small square box.

"what?"

Looking at the exquisite patterns painted on the box, Shen Xixi was curious and gently opened the lock with her bare hands.

I saw a golden yellow, small, round silver sachet with flowers and birds pattern lying in the box, and beside it was a square brocade bag.

"Wow, what a beautiful sachet!" Yin Shuang on the side couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw it.

Hold the sachet in your hand and put it under your nose. A faint floral fragrance floats into your nose, like peach blossoms or pear blossoms. It smells very good.

"Where's the jade material from yesterday?"

Putting the sachet in her hand and thinking of what she bought yesterday, Shen Xixi raised her eyes and looked at Yinshuang.

"It's been left outside and hasn't been touched."

"Well, bring it to me. Also, in the next three days, when the third master comes, he will say that I am sick and will not see him."

She took the coat aside and put it on, then stood up slowly while holding on to the hand handed by Yin Shuang. Shen Xixi walked outside, took the jade materials and knives into the bedroom, and brought pen, ink, paper and inkstones.

He laid out the rice paper, asked Yinshuang to grind the ink for him, held the pen in his jade hand, and started painting.

In the side room, Ji Wuhen was sitting at the desk, with her long legs on the table and her body leaning back in the chair, playing with a green earring with her green-white fingertips.

"Did you send it over?"

"Go back to Master and send it over."

"Ah."

Ji Wuhen responded in a low voice, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly. When he put her down this morning, the pendant caught her hair. She was very reluctant to let go of him and couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Master, the sachet was left to you by the empress... I am guilty of this."

The maid who was waiting on the side couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw the master directly awarding the sachet to that person. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was frightened back by the cold eyes of the master.

"Also, Master, someone from Pinyuxuan said that someone is looking for a mountain ghost."

Shrinking her neck, thinking of the news she received early in the morning, the maid lowered her head and lowered her voice.

"Huh? Who?" After hearing the news, Ji Wuhen moved his hands and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Shen Xixi."

"Ha~, it's interesting. Tell the shopkeeper and promise her."

Throwing the pendant high into the air, she stood up with her long legs, and then reached out to catch it. The kitten was giving her more and more surprises!

"Third Master, are you still coming tonight?"

In the yard, Cuiqiao reluctantly held Fu Youxing's hand, with affection in her eyes.

"Go back." Withdrawing his hand without any hesitation, Fu Youxing's face was expressionless and unmoved.

"Third Lord..."

Ignoring the call from behind, Fu Youxing walked to the door of the main room, raised his hand, and then slowly put it down.

Thinking of what Wuhen said to him last night, he finally put down his hands and walked away.

For only three days, Shen Xixi kept her room door closed and ignored the commotion outside. When Fu Youxing came over, she sent Yin Shuang out to send the people away.

Every time at this time, Cui Qiao would jump out and coax people into her room. The next day, she would go to Shen Xixi's door to show off how good the third master was to her.

Shen Xixi ignored this and even encouraged Yinshuang, who was furious, from time to time, telling her to calm down and study the ink well.

On the sixth day of June, it was Cui Shangshu's mother's birthday. Early in the morning, Fu Youxing came to the door of Qiushui Pavilion, waiting for Shen Xixi to go out to pay his birthday.

"Xi'er, are you ready?" After knocking on the door of the main room, Fu Youxing spoke softly.

With a "squeak", the door was opened from the inside, and Shen Xixi stood in the door with a smile on her face. Behind her, Yin Shuang followed, holding an ebony carved box.

"Husband, let's go." Looking at Fu Youxing with a smile, Shen Xixi slowly walked to him.

"Hmm... Okay." Looking at the girl in front of him blankly, Fu Youxing forgot what he wanted to say.

The woman in front of her was wearing a pink dress, with her black hair combed into a bun with begonia flowers in it. Her face was as delicate as a palm and made people unable to take their eyes away.

Seeing the amazement in Fu Youxing's eyes, the smile in Shen Xixi's eyes gradually turned cold.

In his previous life, Fu Youxing kept saying that he loved her without hatred, but he was close to her day and night. Even when she was pregnant, he slept in Cui Qiao's bed. His love was really cheap.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

On the carriage, seeing Shen Xixi silent for a long time, Fu Youxing took her cold hand.

"You're not feeling well yet. Let's sit down for a while and then leave." Touching her cold little hand, Fu Youxing was a little worried and covered her hand in his palm.

"Thank you, husband. Xi'er is fine. It's just that she felt a little cold when she woke up early." Feeling the warmth in her palms, Shen Xixi smiled sweetly.

"Hiss..." Shen Xixi gasped in pain when she accidentally touched the wound.

"Why are there so many injuries on my fingertips?" He lowered his eyes and saw that the white and tender fingertips were full of scratches. Fu Youxing looked up at her with confusion in his eyes.

"It's... to prepare a gift for Mrs. Cui. Xi'er is clumsy and injured."

As if she was afraid that he would dislike her when he saw the ugly scar, Shen Xixi "struggled" to withdraw her hand and hide it in her sleeve.

"Did you prepare it yourself? Xi'er, just let others do these things. Why did you..." Fu Youxing was shocked when he heard that she prepared the gift with her own hands.

"Xi'er... is afraid that the servants will be negligent and not do well. Mrs. Cui's gift is extraordinary, and she is afraid that it will delay her husband's future, so... Xi'er has a low status and cannot help her husband..."

With her red lips pursed tightly, Shen Xixi explained carefully, for fear that he would dislike her.

"Xi'er, you... are so stupid."

Pulling the girl's scarred hand in front of him, Fu Youxing felt sour in his heart. He didn't dare to hold his fingers harder for fear of hurting her hand.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the old lady doesn't dislike it."

"Cui Mansion is here!!"