Except for me, all my enemies have been reborn.

Fang Chenglan's hands gently massaged his head, and Shang Shixu enjoyed it very much.

But Fang Chenglan was not someone who could leave her defenseless.

The head and neck are too fragile. Shang Shixu feels very uneasy about having these vital points fall into the hands of others.

She grabbed Fang Chenglan's hand and ignored his watery eyes.

She cruelly took his hand away from her head.

Fang Chenglan lowered his eyes and did not insist any more. For a moment, both of them became nervous.

Fang Chenglan was sad because he felt that Shang Shixu hated him even more.

Shang Shixu felt that he had just escaped a disaster, and Fang Chenglan must be unwilling to give up, and would definitely find ways to trip him up again.

In this way, the two of them remained silent until they left the Meridian Gate.

When they were about to separate to find their own carriages, Fang Chenglan finally couldn't help it and grabbed Shang Shixu's sleeve.

There were faint tears in his pupils, and his lips trembled slightly.

He seemed to have prepared himself for a long time before he said, "Shixu, you left without saying goodbye this morning because you had something urgent to do, right?"

He seemed to be about to cry. Shang Shixu didn't know why he was so sad.

Aren't they sworn enemies? Why are they acting so sad?

I was actually thinking of finding a reason to lie to him just now. As sworn enemies, isn't it normal for them to hate each other?

She just doesn't want to be in the same room with Fang Chenglan. What's the problem?

Shang Shixu thought about just telling the truth directly. There was no need to maintain the relationship between the two of them anyway.

Just as she was about to speak, Fang Chenglan covered her mouth.

The tears in his eyes were very obvious, and the hand covering Shang Shixu's mouth began to tremble.

"Time, as long as you say you have something urgent to do,

I just left without saying goodbye, so I believe it. Please, can you say this?"

His tone was humble and his eyes were full of desire.

But he was destined to be disappointed. Shang Shixu brushed his hand away, frowning.

She looked a little angry, and after looking him up and down, she said, "I left early because I hate you.

There is nothing urgent that I have to go to, so please don't bother me anymore."

Fang Chenglan couldn't stand steadily, so he took a few steps back and held onto the sycamore tree beside him.

He should have understood it earlier. How could she forgive him so easily since he had been so targeted at Shixu before?

Shang Shixu turned and left without any reluctance.

Fang Chenglan stood under the sycamore tree, his eyes blurred by tears. He could not see the heartless figure clearly.

Just like Shang Shixu, before she died, she couldn't open her eyes to take another look at her aunt who loved her the most.

Shang Shixu got on the carriage and felt extremely happy.

She felt happy when she saw Fang Chenglan and those people were sad.

The carriage was very stable, and Shang Shixu slowly fell asleep, but his hand was still habitually placed on the scabbard.

The carriage stopped and someone got on.

Shang Shixu had already held the knife in his hand before he opened his eyes.

"Xu'er, Xu'er?"

In front of him was his gentle aunt, who was smiling and calling Shang Shixu to get up.

"Xu'er, we are home now. You have worked hard today. Go back to your room and rest on your bed."

Shang Shixu obediently followed his aunt out of the car. The two of them held hands tightly, giving each other a full sense of security.

It wasn't just the aunt who came to pick up Shang Shixu, there were also the female gangster Zhang Yingyu, Bai Wangshu from Yaowang Valley, and Wushe from Buzhilou...

I don’t know when it started, but the Prime Minister’s Mansion has become more and more lively and more like a home.

Shang Shixu unfolds his frowning brows. This is the happiest moment of the day.

Laughing and playing all the way, Shang Shixu returned to the room with the osmanthus cake that his aunt forced upon him.

After tidying himself up, he lay down on the bed in a spread-eagle position.

"Dongdongdong, sister, are you asleep?"

Shang Shixu suddenly stood up. Why is it Bai Wangshu again? Ever since the last time they talked about it,

Bai Wangshu began to call her sister blatantly,

When the aunt heard this, she teased Bai Wangshu and asked him to follow Shang Shixu and call her aunt.

Bai Wangshu refused to shout and was laughed at by Zhang Yingyu.

The business sequence is starting to give me a headache again. It's obviously an old problem from before, but now it's starting to happen again.

She felt so uncomfortable that she didn't want to deal with the person outside the door, so she could only pretend to be asleep.

"Sister, I know you don't want me to go in, but I see you seem very uncomfortable today.

I was born in Yaowang Valley, please let me in so I can treat you a little."

The room was quiet and Shang Shixu still did not respond.

Bai Wangshu had no choice but to push the door open. Wushe, who was hiding in the dark, was about to take action, but was stopped by Shang Shixu with a look.

Shang Shixu felt someone approaching his bedside. He smelled of bitter medicine.

The smell of medicine was getting closer and closer, and stopped at my forehead. It was a pair of slightly cool hands.

He first tested the temperature of his forehead, then carefully lifted a corner of the quilt.

He placed two fingers on the wrist and did not let go for a long time.

I don’t know if it’s because the disease is difficult to diagnose, or because the doctor is so attached to the warmth of the patient’s wrist that he can’t bear to leave.

After a while of rustling, he found the pill and gave it to Shang Shixu to take.

Shang Shixu thought it was over, but the pair of hands with the scent of medicine touched her head and massaged it gently.

The unique technique made Shang Shixu feel very comfortable and he fell asleep unknowingly.

The morning sun was rising and free birds were circling in the sky.

Shang Shixu stretched comfortably. She hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

Looking out the window, the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the whole place is peaceful.

Um?and many more!

Is it so late already? I have to go to court today.

Shang Shixu subconsciously hurriedly put on his clothes, but then he thought again,

The court might have to be dismissed by now, so why bother going? Just let someone take sick leave.

She summoned the attendant, but the attendant told her: "My lord, someone from the palace came to report that the emperor has caught a cold and will not attend court today."

Shang Shixu waved his hand to signal the attendant to leave, sneering in his heart.

Was it because the dog emperor caught a cold or was it because he was immersed in the warmth and softness of the jade and couldn't get up? Haha.

Shang Shixu got out of bed leisurely and sipped tea in the yard.

Today's sunlight is not too strong, shining just right on people.

A breeze blew by, ruffling her hair and also ruffling Bai Wangshu's heart.

He still couldn't control his feelings for Shang Shixu. I'm sorry, sister. I don't want to be just your friend.

Bai Wangshu approached Shang Shixu holding an osmanthus cake.

"Sister, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I learned to make from Madam Zhao. Come and try it."

Shang Shixu was confused for a moment. Who was Mrs. Zhao?

After thinking about it carefully, Bai Wangshu was right to call his aunt's maiden name Zhao Mingzhu, Mrs. Zhao.

It was really hard for him to come up with such a name, and he teased: "Wangshu, you still refuse to call her aunt."

Bai Wangshu handed the cake to Shang Shixu and replied with a smile, "Sister, don't you know why I don't want to call Madam Zhao my aunt?"

Shang Shixu smiled awkwardly and reached out to take the osmanthus cake.