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

Behind him, Mother Liu was standing there without knowing it, holding a tray with a bowl of steaming soup on it.

There was silence in Rongan Hall, you could hear a pin drop, except for the shallow breathing of the three people.

"What? Xi'er won't?" Seeing her delay in responding, Li Wanrou slowly lowered the curved corners of her lips.

"No, Xi'er is willing." Seeing Li Wanrou's face gradually darkening, Shen Xixi spoke softly and immediately accepted the order.

"Be good, this is your mother's good daughter-in-law." Seeing Shen Xixi agree, Li Wanrou's eyes lit up, and the corners of her sinking mouth raised again.

Facing the beaming Li Wanrou, Shen Xixi saluted again, signaled Twelve to take the tray, and turned around to leave.

"What's in it?" On the way to Yuqiong Garden, looking at the leaves falling on both sides of the road, and glancing behind her with lowered eyes, Shen Xixi said lightly.

"Go back to Master Shen, there is Millet Spatholobus in it." He put the soup bowl between his nose and smelled it for a few times. Twelve's eyes darkened slightly. Sure enough, the old woman had no good intentions.

"..." Shen Xixi was silent for a long time when she heard about Millaplasia. She also knew a little about traditional Chinese medicine.

Knowing that Millet Spatholobus is a medicine that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, pregnant women should never touch it.

"But the amount inside is very light, so we won't be able to detect it for a while." After covering the soup bowl, Twelve spoke again, staring blankly at Shen Xixi with his dark eyes.

The flavor of ginseng in it is very strong, covering up the flavor of chicken blood vine.

"Well, take the medicine and follow me in." Standing at the entrance of the courtyard of Yuqiongyuan, listening to the slowly disappearing footsteps behind her, Shen Xixi walked in with Twelve.

When they arrived at Yuqiong Garden, Shen Xixi asked Twelve to wait outside the door, and she entered the house with the soup.

After burning the incense, he handed the empty porcelain bowl to Twelve, and Shen Xixi left with the others.

Back in the room, as soon as she took off the hairpin, there was a knock on Shen Xixi's door.

"Who?" Twelve, who was combing his hair, was stunned and shouted towards the door.

"Third Grandma, Aunt Cui is looking for you." Shiwu cleared her throat and answered loudly.

"come in."

"Yes."

Not long after, Shishi walked in with Cuiqiao.

Knowing that Master Shen and Cui Qiao had something to say, Twelve followed Fifteen out and guarded the door.

"Are you feeling better?" Shen Xixi's indifferent voice sounded slowly as she looked at Cui Qiao standing in front of her.

At this time, Cuiqiao's eyes had lost their former glory, and they were full of bright red bloodshot eyes, like snakes that were snaking and crawling, looking at her coldly.

"Are you serious about what you said?" Looking at Shen Xixi's gentle and beautiful face, Cui Qiao spoke slowly. Because she had not spoken for a long time, her voice was like an old bellows, hoarse and unpleasant.

"What?" Faced with the sudden question, Shen Xixi was a little confused, with confusion in her eyes.

"My only child, will you help me?" Thinking of what Shen Xixi said to her a few days ago, Cui Qiao gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

The girl in front of her was elegant, luxuriously dressed, with a delicate face and a slight smile, and her eyes were clear as she looked at her.

Cuiqiao couldn't help but feel bitter in her mouth. It was clear that half a year ago, she was still the eldest girl next to the third master. She only waited for the new wife to come in and the third master settled everything, then he would treat her as his aunt and enjoy the glory and wealth for a lifetime.

From now on, the third master has abandoned her, and his wife has also abandoned her, and the culprit of all this is the person in front of her.

"Ha~, have you thought clearly?" Facing Cui Qiao's determined eyes, Shen Xixi raised her red lips and tapped her white palms on the edge of the table.

"Yes." Thinking of the disgusted look the third master looked at her and the current situation, Cui Qiao nodded vigorously.

She was afraid of the days when she was a child and didn't have enough food, and never wanted to go back.

"This is Xiaoyao Powder. Just a little bit can make people feel like they are in a fairyland and crazy..." She stood up and took out a packet of powder from the inner room and handed it to Cui Qiao. Shen Xixi spoke slowly and told her about the effects of Xiaoyao Powder. .

Xiaoyao Powder, as the name suggests, makes you feel as happy as a god after taking it, making you forget all your worries.

But if you use it for a long time, you will become dependent on it and you will never be able to do without it.

Taking it for a long time will damage the inside and cause no heirs.

"Master Shen, it's getting late. I'll serve you and take a rest."

After sending Cui Qiao away, Twelve opened the door and walked in. Looking at Shen Xixi who was still sitting at the table, he walked to her side and asked softly.

"Huh? Okay." She walked to the bed with Twelve's arm, took off her shoes and socks, Shen Xixi got into the quilt, and gently closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Twelve on the side blew out the candles and quietly retreated.

The moment the fire went out, Shen Xixi opened her eyes and looked at the dark bed curtains above her head, her eyes lost in thought.

"Shen Xixi, do you really love the third master?"

"Love someone, do you understand?"

Cuiqiao's words before leaving lingered in her ears repeatedly.

Love? Out of gratitude in her previous life, she obeyed Fu You's words and cost herself her own life.

In this life….

Thinking of Ji Wuhen's affectionate peach eyes and glib smile, Shen Xixi stretched out her hand and pressed it on her chest, trying to suppress the heartbeat that was beating too happily in her chest.

……

In Rongan Hall, Fu Mingzhu stood in the hall with a slumped face, letting Li Wanrou compare the clothes on her body.

"This is the one. The color is fresh and looks better on you." She felt that the moon-white green magnolia acacia skirt on her left hand was better. Li Wanrou raised her hand and handed the skirt to the maid beside her, and ordered it to be ironed so that the lady can wear it tomorrow. .

"Mom, are you okay? I'm exhausted." After slapping her sore waist, Fu Mingzhu looked at the high-spirited Li Wanrou in front of her and spoke impatiently.

An hour has passed since she entered the door. Her mother's interest did not change. She put various dresses on her one after another. She took them off, put them on and took them off again. It was really troublesome.

"You, you are going to the palace tomorrow, so you have to choose carefully." Li Wanrou rolled her eyes at her daughter, said angrily, and handed the head and face to Liu's mother.

Last time she failed to behave properly in front of the emperor, this time she would definitely let her daughter outshine others and win the favor in one fell swoop.

"Why didn't father come recently? I didn't see my third brother either." Fu Mingzhu was relieved easily, and she lay down on the chair, took the teacup beside her and drank heavily.

"Your father has something important to do. Xingzhi is busy easing the relationship with the Shen family, so of course he won't be able to see him." Looking at her daughter lying on the chair, Li Wanrou shook her head and walked over to Fu Mingzhu to remove the hair from her head. He took off the hairpin to avoid poking her cheek.

"Oh, will the third brother go tomorrow?" Fu Mingzhu blinked and murmured into Li Wanrou's arms, letting her mother play with her.

"Of course, it's getting late, go to bed quickly."

Li Wanrou scratched her daughter's delicate nose dotingly, and said with a smile.

Then he helped his daughter up and drove her back to the room to rest.

Reluctantly bidding farewell to Li Wanrou, Fu Mingzhu turned around and returned to her room.

The moment the door was closed, the confusion in Fu Mingzhu's eyes immediately disappeared. He ordered the maid outside the door, then stood up, walked to the main table, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a small vermilion porcelain bottle.

"As long as her reputation is ruined and there is no room for improvement, I will help you get Brother Xingzhi!"