Reborn to marry a playboy, the scumbag kneels down and calls me aunt

Su Xuqing was shaking with pain.

Isn't it said that this guy is a weak and sickly dandy? His eyes are as fierce as a wild beast, how can he be a weak and sick dandy!

Looking at those eyes, she got goose bumps on her back!

But how should she answer now? She couldn't say that she was reincarnated and that she was killed by that couple in her previous life, so she wanted to stay in the palace to take revenge!

After calming down, she looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Master Jiu, do you think I have any way out?"

Shen Xuanheng let out a low laugh and reached out to hook her chin: "Didn't you handle it well that day? Now you're crying so pitifully, are you expecting me to be sympathetic and let you fool me?"

Su Xuqing inadvertently clenched her fingertips, instinctively feeling that Shen Xuanheng was not that simple.

A faint light flashed in her eyes, and she spoke again, her voice surprisingly hoarse: "If I hadn't dealt with it properly, I'm afraid I would have been humiliated among the beggars now. Can I still expect the people who hurt me to have a change of heart and forgive me?"

"Mr. Nine thinks I shouldn't marry you, but if it weren't for you, even if the old princess took pity on me and covered up for me, I would only be able to live with the green lamp and the ancient Buddha for the rest of my life. How could I be willing to do that?"

"After my mother passed away, my father no longer took me seriously. He only had eyes for my half-sister. If he knew about this, even if he didn't tell anyone, he would never keep me in the mansion again."

"It was clearly that beast Shen Chejin who set me up, and he even brought in beggars to insult my innocence. I did nothing wrong, so why should I bear all the blame?"

All kinds of things from her past life emerged in her mind, and she burst into tears. Veins on the back of her hands bulged, and she grabbed Shen Xuanheng's sleeve and cried heartbreakingly.

Shen Xuanheng pursed his lips tightly, his eyes looking uncomfortable: "Alright, alright, stop crying, I won't scare you anymore."

He did force her to question Su Xuqing because he felt that there was something wrong with her marrying him, but when he thought about it carefully... As a girl, she could only hold on to him as a lifeline at that time.

But when Su Xuqing saw that he softened his tone, she cried even harder, and even Shen Xuanheng's sleeves were wet.

Shen Xuanheng's eyebrows twitched.

What a living ancestor!

It’s all the fault of that little beast Shen Chejin!

He had to soften his tone and coax her: "Okay, okay, didn't I marry you? From now on, my parents will protect you.

With their support, everyone has to give you face, so why would you feel wronged? "

Su Xuqing's eyes were red, she bit her lip and said nothing.

Shen Xuanheng sighed again: "If you feel that you can't swallow the bad feelings about that matter, from now on, Shen Chejin, that little beast, is your nephew. It's reasonable for you to beat him or punish him, huh?"

"When I die, you can be a widow with honor and freedom, and live a happy life. Don't cry, okay?"

Su Xuqing was stunned. Although this was her original idea when she married him, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable when she heard him say so calmly that he was going to die.

Come to think of it, she had already schemed against him, but in the end he still pretended to be pitiful in front of her and wanted him to coax him, which was a bit too much.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, she put her hand against his lips: "Don't talk nonsense... it's unlucky to say this on your wedding night."

Shen Xuanheng was startled, he lowered his head to look at the scallion finger on his lips, and curled his lips indifferently: "What's the big deal? I won't live long anyway, don't you know that?"

He coughed a few more times and picked up the wedding wine on the table: "Drink it. You are tired today. Rest early."

Su Xuqing pursed her lips, took it, and drank the glass of wine.

Seeing him taking off his clothes and resting, she blushed and thought of the ridiculous lingering time of that day for no reason.

But when she saw the blood on her wedding gown, she suddenly came back to her senses: "Ninth Master...can I take your pulse?"

Shen Xuanheng raised his eyebrows, took off his coat, sat beside her and stretched out his hand, his tone a little frivolous: "Why? My wife also knows medicine?"

Su Xuqing put her finger on it and said modestly, "I only know a little bit about it, I was just kidding."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt that Shen Xuanheng's pulse was not right.

His pulse was beating rapidly between his muscles, and it was irregular for three or five seconds, stopping and starting again...

This is the Sparrow Pecking Pulse, one of the Ten Deadly Pulses! Only people who have been poisoned and are dying will have such a pulse!

But how could Shen Xuanheng be poisoned? !

She frowned and reached out to pinch Shen Xuanheng's cheek: "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Shen Xuanheng stared at her blankly and did as she was told. His handsome face was deformed and looked a little funny.

Seeing the black line on his tongue, Su Xuqing's expression became more serious: "Have you been having nightmares since five years ago, feeling weak all over, and having a bitter taste in your mouth when you vomit blood?"

Shen Xuanheng narrowed his eyes inadvertently: "Madam, are you a good doctor? That's true."

"You have been poisoned by a chronic poison from the Western Regions!"

Su Xuqing held his wrist and said in a serious tone: "The poison is called Huangquan Powder, it is colorless and tasteless, and if you take it for a long time, your internal organs will rot.

Someone wants to harm you, maybe the poison was put in your food!"

Shen Xuanheng clenched his fists inadvertently.

This girl's medical skills are so advanced? She even recognized the poison he was poisoned with?

He was silent for a moment, and a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Madam, don't talk nonsense. I am suffering from deficiency, not poisoning.

This condition has lasted for more than five years, and has been like this since childhood."

Su Xuqing was stunned.

How could that be? His condition was clearly poisoned...

Shen Xuanheng yawned: "Okay, you're tired after a day, go to bed early, and take a closer look tomorrow. Who knows, you may be able to cure my illness?"

Seeing how confident he was, Su Xuqing was a little unsure of her own guess for a moment, so she could only change clothes, wash up, and lie down.

Shen Xuanheng lay beside her with his clothes on, coughing from time to time.

She put her arm against his chest, thinking of the scene during the day, and couldn't help asking: "Master Jiu didn't want to marry me earlier, why did you speak for me?"

Shen Xuanheng was silent for a long time before he chuckled: "Whether I am willing or not is my business. It doesn't mean that I can be slapped in the face by others."

He reached out and ruffled her hair: "From now on, as long as I'm alive, no one will bully you."

Su Xuqing felt the warmth on her head and couldn't help but be stunned.

After a while, she hummed softly, "Then you live a little longer."

Shen Xuanheng smiled: "Okay, I'll try my best."

Su Xuqing closed her eyes, but secretly made up her mind.

Even if it was just for the favor of letting her escape from the fire pit, she would try her best to let him live!