The Tsundere System Chasing Wife

Qingling waved to Zhang Qingfeng, asking him to come over, then Qingling hugged him gently and spoke in a low voice.

"Qingfeng, I'm sorry..."

She thought she could hold on, but in the end she made them all worried. Qingling carefully pulled Zhang Qingfeng's hand. She looked at the red and swollen little hand, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and big tears dripped onto Zhang Qingfeng's hand.

"Sister, don't cry. It's okay. I don't feel any pain. Brother Jiang has already applied medicine on me. It doesn't hurt at all." Zhang Qingfeng comforted her.

As long as his sister can wake up safely, he can do anything.

"Ah."

Qingling knew that the hand must have hurt, but her brother didn't tell her because he was afraid that she would be sad.

Afterwards, Lin Zhi, Sister Cui'er and Brother Xu all came to see her. Qingling asked her why her father didn't come, and they all told her that Concubine Zhang had said that Zhang Run would be fine, so he would definitely be fine.

Qingling drank a few doses of Jiang Siyi's medicine, and her throat felt better, but her voice was weak. Qingling looked at Jiang Siyi. The system didn't say anything all day. Was it angry? Last time, the system said that Jiang Siyi was not a major figure, so she didn't need to worry about him, but why did she feel that he was weird?

Perhaps it was because Qingling's gaze was too intense, Jiang Si also spoke.

"nice?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

Qing Ling replied subconsciously, then realized her own infatuated behavior, slapped herself hard, and lay back on the bed.

As long as you are thick-skinned enough, nothing else matters...

"Miss Zhang, you should rest more, don't think too much, and don't overwork yourself, otherwise your life may be in danger. My medicine can only help you temporarily, it can't cure you completely."

Qingling stood up and looked at Jiang Siyi. He was very handsome, with skin as white as snow, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and those thin red lips. He had a cool aura all over his body. If he changed into a gorgeous dress, he would be a god. Fortunately, Qingling had seen him for a few days, otherwise it would be difficult to look at him. Jiang Siyi was really handsome, and she felt inferior to him. Although she admired him, it was hard for Zhang Qingfeng not to suspect that he had other purposes when he met such a person in the middle of the night.

Maybe he is the same person as her... an ordinary space-time manager...

"Where are you from, Brother Jiang? Do you have a wife and children? What is your business in Liguo this time?"

Qingling looked at Jiang Siyi's expression carefully. If he was lying, she would know it at a glance.

"No one else is home. I came out this time to look for my lover."

Jiang Siyi said it calmly, but Qingling's heart skipped a beat.

"Where did she go and why did she leave you."

"I did one thing wrong, so she left me."

Qingling looked at Jiang Siyi. He did not lie. People who lie would have micro-expressions. It turned out that good-looking people could also make mistakes. After all, he also saved her. It would not be good for her to suspect him like this. Maybe he saved Qingfeng out of pity.

"It doesn't matter. The sun will come out eventually and she will forgive you," Qingling comforted.

"Then I'll lend you my good words."

When Jiang Siyi said this, he looked at Qingling. His eyes were deep, like a clear deep pool, with an attractive magic. One would be attracted to it without noticing. Qingling took a deep breath in her heart and sighed, it's not good to be too handsome.

In the Su Mansion, Ling'er took the medicine and carefully wiped Su Yan's face, feeling even more distressed. The story started after the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Someone from the palace suddenly sent the imperial edict to grant marriage. The master was a little shocked, but he had no choice but to accept the imperial edict and go to the palace to find His Majesty to explain that Su Yan had someone in her heart. But when he came back the next morning, the master seemed like a different person and wanted the young lady to marry Li He. The young lady only said one question, why, and was slapped by the master and locked in her room and not allowed to leave the mansion.

"Miss, does it still hurt?" Ling'er carefully wiped the red marks on Su Yan's face. The master had never hit the young lady before, and he didn't know what happened this time. Damn it!

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Ling'er. Have you delivered the medicine I asked you to bring?" Su Yan heard about what happened in the Zhang Mansion when she was under house arrest by Prime Minister Su. Qingling was sick, but she couldn't go out so she had to ask Ling'er for help.

"Miss, the master won't allow me to leave the house now. I'll ask someone later. Don't worry. Miss Zhang is blessed with a good fortune and will be fine."

"Ah."

After Ling'er applied the medicine to Su Yan, she closed the door of Su Yan's room and started crying when she reached the rockery in the small garden.

It's all her fault. She can't help the young lady or Miss Zhang. I don't know how Miss Zhang is doing. I heard that she is very ill this time. What should I do... Miss Zhang is such a good person... How can I help her? Thinking of this, Ling'er cried even harder, with scars on her hands. Yesterday, the master found out that she was going out of the house, and thought she was going to help Su Yan pass on the message, so she was beaten. But even if he beats me to death, I will help the young lady. I will never let her marry someone she doesn't love.

At this time, a small stone was thrown accurately at her feet. Ling'er looked up and saw a stranger walking towards her. He had a piece of grass in his mouth and handed a bottle of medicine to Ling'er.

"Don't cry, Boss, you're fine. I'll give you some medicine to apply. It's effective enough to not leave scars."

"Boss?" Ling'er looked at the man curiously.

"She is the daughter of the Zhang family. Zhang Qingling is our boss. My name is Wu Hai, and I am the boss's right-hand man. I will pass on the message to you in the next two days. Don't worry about your daughter. I will not let Li He marry her."

"Thank you."

Ling'er took the medicine. This young man was not much older than her, but he was actually Miss Zhang's right-hand man. She didn't know what Miss Zhang had done in the past few years, but when she heard that Qingling was safe, Ling'er finally put down the stone in her heart.

Si Bai was lying in the garden, admiring the flowers and drinking fine wine. His slender white fingers took the golden wine pot and slowly poured it into his mouth. Perhaps he was in a good mood, so some of the wine slid down the corners of his mouth, from his slender neck to his fair chest before he could swallow it.

Si Bai's eyes were blurry and his thoughts were lingering. His old memories appeared before his eyes bit by bit. It was freezing cold and the sky had covered the earth with a layer of snow-white silver. Under this beautiful scenery were corpses that had been frozen to death. When he thought his life was about to end, a hand lifted him up and his stiff body was saved by a warm current.

"There is actually a fiery red little fox. Just follow me from now on."

That was the first time Si Bai saw him. He had a cold and indifferent gaze, snow-white skin, and an exquisite face. His whole body was radiating light and he was very handsome. He had never seen such a good-looking person.

Si Bai tightly grasped the wine pot and drank the wine in it. Qingling, Mo Xun, I was the first one picked up by the Pavilion Master. Who let you take over the master's position and overestimate your own abilities... You really deserve it... You deserve it! The Pavilion Master does not need any emotions. He just needs to be high above and look down on everything. You can't pull him down from the altar.

I didn’t get rid of you last time… You can’t escape Qingling this time…