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

On the carriage, Shen Xixi closed her eyes and leaned against the carriage behind her. Fu Youxing was dragged to the carriage by Fu Mingzhu on the pretext of reading calligraphy and paintings. Now she was the only one in the carriage.

Back at the Marquis Mansion, Fu Youxing sent someone to reply, saying that the Marquis wanted to discuss something important with him, and asked Shen Xixi to go back to the courtyard to rest first.

Inside the Qiushui Pavilion, it was dark, with only the oil lamp burning in the servant's room, which reflected the rickety back of Mother Zhang on the window.

Without disturbing the two of them, Shen Xixi opened the door and entered the room.

The moment he turned around and closed the door.

A warm and hot body was pressed against her back, and her shallow breathing could be heard in her ears, accompanied by the faint scent of sandalwood. Her waist was also held tightly in the hands of that person.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and my sister has lost weight again." Ji Wuhen pinched the delicate skin on her waist and murmured in a low voice, frowning slightly.

"You're back? Is everything going well?" Shen Xixi let the other party hug her, a smile flashed in her eyes, and her weak, boneless hands folded on the back of Ji Wuhen's hand.

"Well, it went very well. Where is sister? How are you doing?" Ji Wuhen gently leaned his chin on the top of Shen Xixi's head. His voice was soft. Smelling the light fragrance of the person in his arms, his heart became calm.

"Have you eaten?" Looking at her clothes and knowing that she had not eaten yet, Ji Wuhen took Shen Xixi's hand and led her to the table.

On the table, a dozen gold-painted porcelain plates have been placed, covered with large bowls.

Sitting Shen Xixi on the chair, Ji Wuhen opened the lids one by one, revealing the exquisite dishes inside.

"We are in a hurry, sister, try it and see how it tastes?"

After handing the silver chopsticks to Shen Xixi's hand, Ji Wuhen picked up the chopsticks at hand and slowly added food to her.

"Did you make it?" Shen Xixi was a little surprised when she put the duck meat in the bowl into the lipstick and felt the smooth and tender taste in her mouth.

"Surprise, my sister has taken advantage of me. I have to treat others well in the future." Putting the prepared matsutake soup to Shen Xixi's lips, Ji Wuhen had a proud smile on his face.

Looking at Shen Xixi's thin cheeks, my heart ached.

"Really? Why does it feel like falling into a pit of fire?" Looking at Ji Wuhen's sincere face, Shen Xixi raised the corner of her mouth and teased him.

The warm soup flowed down the throat and into the stomach, and the whole body became warm, slowly driving away the coldness around Shen Xixi's body, and her face gradually became rosy.

"Sister, don't laugh." Looking at Shen Xixi's lips that were moistened by the soup, Ji Wuhen's throat twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but recall the soft and sweet taste of those two red lips.

"..." Sensing his fiery gaze, Shen Xixi paused slightly, her cheeks became hot, and she quickly lowered her head to concentrate on her meal.

"Haha~" Ji Wuhen chuckled at Shen Xixi's quail appearance.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the faint silver light flashing outside the window, and the affection in his eyes became reluctant.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was silent, Shen Xixi raised her head and looked into Ji Wuhen's deep eyes, and asked softly.

"Sister, Yu still has something to do..." Looking at Shen Xixi's bright eyes, Ji Wuhen felt bitterness in her heart and spoke slowly.

"Well, let's go." Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Shen Xixi put down the bowl and chopsticks and pulled away his cold hand.

They are not flowers raised in a greenhouse. They all have their own responsibilities and burdens, and she understands that.

"Sister, promise me, take good care of yourself." Raising his hand to hold the opponent's weak sword shoulder, Ji Wuhen pulled the person up and held him in his arms.

Quietly listening to Ji Wuhen's heartbeat, Shen Xixi responded in a low voice, with reluctance seeping out of her always calm eyes.

With a creak, as the door closed, Ji Wuhen's figure disappeared, and tears that had been brewing for a long time fell from the corners of Shen Xixi's eyes.

Shen Xixi frowned slightly as she took a mouthful of cold melon and put it in her mouth. The bitter taste filled her taste buds.

Sure enough, after tasting the sweetness of the candy, I can no longer swallow any bitter taste.

"Third Grandma, Third Grandma..." Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Qiushui Pavilion.

"Who?" Shen Xixi whispered after opening the door and looking at Xiaohong who also came out to check the situation.

"It's Ginkgo." Xiaohong replied as she glanced at the person standing outside the door along the crack of the door.

"Tell her to come in."

"Yes."

After calling her grandma to put away the dishes on the table, Shen Xixi called Ginkgo into the inner room.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Ginkgo's anxious face, Shen Xixi asked.

"Third Grandma, Cuiqiao yelled that her stomach hurts." Kneeling in front of Shen Xixi, Ginkgo told Shen Xixi what happened one by one.

In the first two days after being imprisoned in the woodshed, Cuiqiao cried and made noises, clamoring to see his wife. She even knocked out the guard during a meal and ran to the front yard.

It happened that Madam didn't have time to see her because of Aunt Hong's affairs, so Ginkgo and the others took her back.

After coming back, Cuiqiao sat dumbly all morning, and then became quiet.

She thought about Ginkgo and would not bother with it any more. But early this morning, she complained that she had a stomachache.

At first, Ginkgo thought she was just faking it, trying to escape, but in the afternoon, blood gushed out from her lower body. This frightened Ginkgo, and she hurriedly came to ask the third grandma.

"Go and ask a doctor to come over and take Cuiqiao back to the original house and take me over to have a look."

After listening to Ginkgo's words, Shen Xixi pondered for a while, then stood up and followed Ginkgo out the door.

In Cuiqiao's Qingya Pavilion, the bedding was the same as the bed where the person died before. The room was in a mess and extremely cold.

Cui Qiao, who was covered in blood, was carried to the bed. After the doctor took her pulse, he came to Shen Xixi's side.

"Going back to Third Grandma, my aunt must have taken blood-activating medicine, which caused the Qi and blood to become deficient, the liver-fire to be strong, and the miscarriage appeared."

Looking at the beautiful woman sitting on the chair, the doctor bowed and buried his head very low, not daring to look blindly.

"Doctor, please prescribe some anti-fetal medicine, Yun Duo." Shen Xixi glanced at Yun Duo beside her, smiled lightly, crossed the bead curtain and walked towards Cui Qiao in the inner room.

"You are so cruel, you are willing to attack your own child." Looking at Cui Qiao who was very weak on the bed, Shen Xixi said coolly.

I really admire her courage, but I don’t know where she got the medicine.

"Ha~, Shen Xixi, are you afraid? My life doesn't matter, but what's in my belly, can you bear it?"

The plot was not revealed, Cui Qiao didn't feel any embarrassment on her face, but instead showed a sneer in her eyes, looking at Shen Xixi with eyes full of ridicule.

"I can't afford it, so...I'm here." With a sneer, Shen Xixi turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You are wise, Shen Xixi. Only now do I know that you are as pitiful as me." Smelling the foul smell of her own body, tears welled up in Cuiqiao's eyes, but she resisted letting them fall.

"Yes, but you are better than me. You have children." Shen Xixi raised her arm to support Cuiqiao's round belly, not minding the blood on her body at all, and murmured in a low voice.

"What...what do you mean?" Feeling the gentle caress on her belly, Cuiqiao felt a shiver down her spine.

"I envy you. You are so lucky to have a child." Meeting her panic-filled eyes, Shen Xixi raised a smile.

"So what?" Cuiqiao's throat felt dry as she forced herself to look into Shen Xixi's dark and deep eyes.

"But... the third master is in his prime, and he will have many children in the future, and your child is just one of them..."

"..."

"It would be nice if your child was the only one..."