Sheng Shian

Meng Yang's usual handsome face is stretched to the extreme, as if he will show you his green face and fangs in the next second.

"You care about him."

His tone was flat, like a judge holding a book of life and death.

Yu Shuyuan couldn't restrain her shoulders from moving slightly. She was afraid of Meng Yang. This was a fear engraved in her bones. After many days of grief and concealment, the tip of the iceberg was revealed again.

"What are you shaking? Is it too cold? I'm the only one who can bear you if you're so squeamish." Meng Yang acted as if he couldn't help her. Push away the cream with your fingertips, and carefully wipe it on the scar on Yu Shuyuan's wrist: "No matter how cold it is, you have to wipe off the medicine. The doctor said that you need to apply it three times a day before the scar will disappear."

Meng Yang kneaded a little harder, and stretched her fingers, and pushed them up along the base of her fair fingers: "Look, after a few days of pressing, I feel that my muscles and bones cannot be stretched."

Yu Shuyuan returned to his icy face.

Meng Yang felt the pain of breathing like a blunt knife cutting flesh, but it was good to find someone: "I don't blame you."

"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade. I did not hide you well, and let you be coveted and deceived by others..." Meng Yang's ten fingers slipped between her tender fingers: "You are not deep in the world, and you don't know the world. Men are all the same, the more he is this kind of seemingly noble gentleman, the more evil thoughts are behind his back. What he said is high-sounding, but today he still accepts my love. I know you deliberately locked yourself here to torture Me, but is such a person worthy of your trust? Sooner or later, he will abandon you and stop protecting you..."

Listening to his words, Yu Shuyuan felt incredible.

Meng Yang raised his hands and kissed: "Don't be sad, I will seek justice for you."

Yu Shuyuan opened his eyes suddenly, as charming as Jiang Xin's autumn moon, "What are you going to do!"

Meng Yang raised his face to look at Yu Shuyuan, and smiled innocently: "Madam hasn't spoken to me for several days. Although it's for others, I'm also very happy."

Yu Shuyuan couldn't help thinking of the dark days of those two years. There was no one around her. At first, there was a maid, but later even the maid disappeared. The yard was so big that she couldn't see anyone except Meng Yang, who combed her hair. Washing and dressing up, she was like an object at the mercy of others, and the people around her were stripped off one by one, and she couldn't help getting tiny goosebumps from the back of her neck.

This insane pervert.

Meng Yang put his hand on the back of Yu Shuyuan's neck, and there was a thin layer of fragrant sweat.

"Shuyuan, all things come first and then come first, I don't blame Xu Qingjun who came first, now he is dead..." Meng Yang's face was very close, extremely lingering: "You will know, after all, I am the only one who treats you best in this world .”

When Xu Qingjun was mentioned, all the fears in her heart were crushed into powder.

At the moment when the four lips were about to meet, Yu Shuyuan spit out the most hurtful sharp arrow from his mouth: "If you dare to touch him, I will die here for you to see."

Meng Yang's hand tightened instantly, and the ring pattern on his little finger was almost embedded in her neck, but it was only a moment before he let go: "Madam was joking again, Mr. Shaoqing of Sipin Dali Temple, how dare I offend... just I heard that he has something to go out today, I am afraid that he will be difficult to travel at night, so I just sent someone to pick him up..."

"you--"

Meng Yang touched her brow lightly, and stood up: "The sun is setting, and the forest birds are returning to their nests. Madam, do you want to go home?"

Yu Shuyuan closed his eyes: "I am not your wife, but an enemy."

Meng Yang took the cloak and tied it on her: "I don't know whether to say Madam is cold or smart, but he should be glad that Madam didn't intercede for him."

Otherwise, he will die, and he will not let Shen Ye go.

"Come see Madam tomorrow."

……

Song Ge's old mansion has not changed for many years. There are a few pieces of weather-beaten white on the vermilion wall. It is extremely resistant to foaming until five or six times, and it is also sweet and fragrant like a clear spring.

Qingfeng turned his sleeves to the sky.Shen Shi sighed with emotion, Feng'an's clear bones were something he could not match in his two lifetimes.

Shen Shi cupped his hands and saluted: "The junior Huizhou Shen Shi has heard of Song Ge's reputation for a long time, and he has not been able to visit him at home. He is really ashamed."

"It's also Huizhou." Elder Song Ge sized him up and said, "Today we meet with a private seal, there is no need to be formal, please sit down first..."

Shen Shi really sat leisurely on the teacher's chair, and made tea with a cup lid. The leaves were crystal clear and green. He took a sip, squinted his eyes and sighed. There is a lot of fragrance, Shen Shi turned his eyes slyly: "If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. The elders here come and go to Confucian scholars, and their virtues are fragrant. Even this Lu'an tea is much more fragrant than other places. The younger generation admires it. "

Elder Song Ge was a little surprised, when ordinary juniors saw him, they gave him advice, just like a mouse seeing a cat, this person is special, he said with a smile: "No, it's just a matter of tricks."

Shen fiddled with it inexplicably.

The old butler stepped forward to re-brew the process, and explained: "Melon tea seeks strength, not tenderness, so the brewing method is very particular. When brewing, the first time the soup is not completely poured, I have to point to the tea soup, and then Renew the hot spring water in time, and make soup again."

Elder Song Ge took over the words: "Only when the tea soup at the second brewing time is thick but not bitter, fragrant but not astringent, it is the purest and richest time."

"Return sweetness to produce fluid, and the younger generation will be taught."

Shen Shi took another sip, thank you Song Feng'an, it's just this thing that has been hidden for more than ten years!He even lied to me about having a family secret!

Song Ge always saw him drinking tea, he was a little dazed, like the person who can't get the secret method and is playing tricks: "I heard that Shen Shaoqing is not familiar with water control..."

"Exactly."

Song Ge changed the subject a bit: "Then how did you find out about Calabash Kou?"

Shen was about to speak when he suddenly realized something was wrong. The Tongji map was handed over by Mr. Song Ge, and there was something in it. Why did he ask me, there must be something strange: "Where is the mouth of the gourd?"

The old housekeeper unfolded a picture scroll, and Song Ge pointed to a place: "Have you forgotten where Shen Shaoqing mentioned it?"

No title... Shen bit his lip and forgot about it...

"Is this here? It's really a bit like a gourd. The junior doesn't know it, but brother Yun Fu asked each other that day, and pointed at a random place..."

On one side, an attendant secretly left the Song Mansion.

Elder Song Ge ordered someone to collect the scroll: "You know how to build canals, and you can also point out the gates. You don't seem like someone who doesn't understand."

Shen Shi knew that he couldn't fool this old fox: "It's not the work of the younger generation to go back to the old man. The younger generation has heard Taifu Shen chat a few words, but the teacher's words must be kept in mind. It coincides with the construction of the project, and the younger generation used it. , and I am afraid that if I make a mistake, I will insult the reputation of the Taifu."

Elder Song Ge had also heard that he was a student of the Taifu, so he stopped asking any more questions, just picked up the tea and asked, "Shen Shaoqing, when did you make friends with the richest man in the capital?"

Shen thought it over and said: "I was never a friend. His wife turned herself in to murder and asked me to reverse the case. I told him that the Skynet was restored and that he was careless. If Mrs. Zun didn't do it, she will be punished."

"What about the case?"

Shen Shi said: "But there is something incomprehensible, and the body has not been found, so there may be something inside."

Elder Song Ge pondered for a while: "Shaoqing is in charge of Dali Temple and shoulders a heavy responsibility. You need to know that there are laws of the country above, people's sentiments below, and conscience in the middle. Don't go astray and be ashamed of God's grace and people's trust."

"Junior, thank you for your teaching." Shen bowed.

It was almost dinner time, Song Ge stayed with Shen to have dinner, but Shen was afraid of the changes in the night, so he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he declined and left.

Song Gelao turned the teacup and said, "Today's tea is the third soup..."

The old butler said: "Yes. The old slave's hands are shaking, and he can't keep up with the speed of making the second soup."

Song Ge rubbed his temples, feeling absurd, and smiled again.

The temples turned from green to white, not to mention the coolness of the autumn, but a dreamy dream.

The good intentions collapsed all the way, and suddenly something fell on his shoulder, his long eyebrows were lowered, his anger flashed, and he swung his backhand, only to see the small red dots moved four or five miles in an instant, it was too fast to see clear shadow.

Shen Shi laughed: "It's really tricky."

"Sir, stop making trouble. If something happens to you, I will come to see you first."

Although Shen Shi's mood was not affected, he still obediently followed up with Shengyi, and just in case, he even held a night pearl that Shengyi got from somewhere.

Thinking about coming to see him with his head up, he can be considered to have gained Yu Shuyuan's honor and enjoyed the feeling of being protected by someone.

At this time, the lights of thousands of houses were brightly lit, and the streets were full of people. Halfway through the journey, even the kindness could not help but relax a little, until the road ahead was knocked over by two carriages, and even overwhelmed several people...

The crowd gathered around at once, and the road was completely impassable.

"Master, catch me well." Sheng Yi touched the ground with his toes, and was about to fly over the eaves and walls.

Shen Shi said, "No. Go around from the outskirts of the city."

Kindly reached out to touch Shen Shi's forehead: "It's over, it's over, I'm sick and confused, and I'm starting to talk nonsense."

She kindly refused to listen to him, and jumped up, but was pushed away by Shen Shi.

He rode away on his own.

Sheng Yi followed up dejectedly: "Master, can I knock you out?"

"This is a warning." Shen Shi glanced at the dense forest on the outskirts, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was a good day for killing people and stealing money: "The city gate caught fire, and the fish in the pond were affected. The people are innocent."

Sheng Yi still shook his head: "I can't blame the fortune-teller for saying that I didn't become an official, and this mental awareness is not enough..."

"Hoo!" A feathered arrow flew from the forest.

With good intentions, he waited until the arrows were within an inch of Shen Shi's eyes before moving his palm.

Shen is composed.

"Master, I feel very unfulfilled when you do this."

Shen Shi smiled and pointed behind him.

Seeing that Shengyi's face turned blue.

Feathered arrows from all over the sky swept in like a rainstorm of pear blossom needles. Standing on the horse with good intentions and moving his hands, the true energy overflowed and gathered into an invisible barrier, intercepting the arrows in mid-air, and even though he jumped up, his robe flew flying, and the feathered arrows Instantly changing the direction, he pushed his palms outward like ten thousand bows.

The kindness at this time hangs in the air and flies away with arrows, just like the fairy Gushe.

Shen Shi clasped his palms below and sighed, wishing he could recite a poem.

Then, he was grabbed by the collar while on horseback, and retreated backwards.

Ye Mingzhu also missed and rolled to the ground.