Reborn girl from poor family

Chapter 158 Enemies meet on a narrow road (1)

In fact, Su Ya has always been wondering: Why did Shen Huai repeatedly allow Song Jin to stay despite making it clear that he didn't want to see her?

It was obvious that he had already become suspicious of Song Jin when he first moved into Zhou's house. Although he saw through Su Ya's disguise at that time, he did not allow Su Ya to tell Song Jin;

Later, during the siege at the City God's Temple and the wonton stall outside the Su Family Courtyard, Song Jin seemed to be always in Shen Huai's sight. Shen Huai even forced him to reveal his identity as a eunuch.

If you think about it carefully, Shen Huai treats Song Jin like a cat playing with a mouse. He only puts the mouse under his nose, pushing it, teasing it, and playing a hard-to-get game. After spending so much time and energy, Shen Huai What exactly do you want to do?

Su Ya always felt that something was wrong, so she asked, "Where is Song Jin now?"

"Of course it's in Huai'an City," Shen Huai put his head on his hands and looked a little tired, "Don't worry, I can't think of killing him now."

Su Ya said: "I just want to ask him face to face if he really wants to take my inner power."

"Okay, there's no rush," Shen Huai pulled Su Ya's sleeves, pulled her to sit down, put his head in the crook of her neck, closed his eyes and said, "If he can pick it up again from Li Zheng, If you save your life, I will help you settle the accounts with him..."

Song Jin and Li Zheng?

Su Ya was surprised and said: "What do you mean? How could they fight?"

"Headache," Shen Huai frowned and complained: "My eyes are spinning, why are you only asking about other people's things?"

"Is it so uncomfortable?" Su Ya felt twice as guilty instantly, "I'll help you go to the house and call Uncle Liu."

"If you don't want to go, just rest here for a while. It's damp in the room."

I don't know how many years the hut has been vacant, but it still smells, and the incense won't work for a while.

"But you just suffered internal injuries again," Su Ya carefully tried to push Shen Huai up, "You have to hurry up and let Uncle Liu take a look."

"I won't go... I can't walk anymore..." Shen Huai said vaguely, "Song Jin is another group of people who are chasing Liu Sandian. You go ask Gao Jun..."

The last note is still lingering, and the person falls asleep.

Su Ya couldn't wake him up, and she was worried. His body was indeed getting weaker and weaker. What was going on?

Obviously, when he was treated by Divine Doctor Zhang two years ago, he said that it could be delayed for another three months. Why is it that now that he is in the hands of Liu Sandian, who is more proficient in medicine and poison, there seems to be no sign of improvement?

Shen Huai has long arms and legs, and his muscles are as strong as sculptures. He usually looks tall and slender, but after he relaxes, he actually has some weight. Su Ya has to try her best to support her like she did before on the carriage.

The two of them just sat by the peach blossom stream, and more than half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. Su Ya spent the day like a year, full of anxiety.

Shen Huai's life is naturally more important than the grievances between Song Jin, Li Zheng and Liu Sandian. However, just now he mentioned the hypothesis "if Zangchun can't detoxify". Su Ya couldn't figure it out: she didn't know whether it was just words but no intention, or whether it was intentional. refer to?

Shen Huai must be hiding something from her.

"high and steep……"

Finally, Gao Jun came to find him. He was walking in front with Shen Huai on his back. Su Ya followed step by step: "There is something that Shen Huai said I can ask you."

Gao Jun slowed down, nodded and said, "Do you want to ask Song Jin?"

"right."

Gao Jun answered simply: "If the young master doesn't expect it, Song Jin will probably be facing Li Zheng by now."

He was right. At this moment, Song Jin had fallen into Li Zheng's encirclement.

The staircase passage of Qingfeng Building was filled with officers and soldiers, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Xia Qingfeng managed to get up from the red tent, saluted Li Zheng, who rushed straight into her bedroom, and said, "I am ill, so I was unable to greet her from afar. Please forgive me, Lord Guard."

"It's easy to say, I don't blame you." Li Zheng walked around the room with a smile, "Our family came here today to invite Master Xia to appreciate a painting."

"Thank you for the compliment, Lord Guard. It's just that there are many talented and romantic people in Huai'an City. Qingfeng Tower has always only treated female guests..."

"Master Xia, why are you so anxious? Why don't you take a look at my painting first?"

As soon as Li Zheng stretched out his hand, someone put a scroll into his hand. He patted the scroll and said to Xia Qingfeng, "Come on, Lord Xia, take a few steps forward and enjoy it together."

The old eunuch had thin skin and tender flesh, and was as kind as an old woman, but her smile was vague and indescribably vulgar.

Xia Qingfeng's high collar protected the pinch mark on his neck. Because he couldn't figure out Li Zheng's intention, he was a little flustered for a moment.

At this time, Li Zheng had already pulled the scroll apart.

"Yo, yo, yo," Li Zheng shook his head and exclaimed in admiration, "Look at these loving eyes, look at those red-painted lips, it's really a fairy-like appearance! Master Xia, take a look, is it true?"

Xia Qingfeng pressed hard on the wound and had to look over. At one glance, she was shocked.

The person on the scroll is indeed a handsome and good-looking person, but the charm of his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Song Jin's.

No, look at that outfit, it’s just a portrait of Song Jin!

Li Zheng looked at Xia Qingfeng's reaction with a smile: "What we said is right, with such a beautiful face, even Master Xia was stunned."

"Master Xia," Li Zheng threw the scroll into the hands of the waiter next to him and clapped his hands, "I heard that you know this person? How about you look for him for our family?"

Xia Qingfeng's thoughts were racing, and he finally lowered his eyes and said, "The Lord Guard is joking. I only know how to draw a few strokes of ink, but I'm not good at reading people..."

"Haha, in that case, we will search for it ourselves -" Li Zheng waved his hand to his men, "Search!"

Xia Qingfeng stood proudly, looked down at the ground, and asked softly: "Master Guard, is it possible that I am neglectful in some way, and that I am not sincere enough to honor you?"

"Hey, no, no, don't think too much," Li Zheng sat down on the chair, "You have always been sensible, our family will take care of you."

Care? What kind of bullshit care is this?

Xia Qingfeng clenched her fists in her sleeves, knowing that she might not be able to be kind today, "I'm really not good at remembering people. I vaguely feel like I've seen them somewhere, but I haven't seen them when I think about it... You know,

Qingfeng Tower teaches piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for the female relatives of various houses. Female guests come and go, and I have seen so many people that it is difficult to remember everyone."

She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, hoping that Li Zheng would not search too much for the sake of Qingfeng Tower's wide circle of friends.

The pain in her body was like a bunch of needles tied together, numb, this old monster, sooner or later she was going to deal with him!

I just hope that Song Jin can get out of trouble smoothly, otherwise if he is caught by the old eunuch, he will have no choice but to risk his life and all the arrangements he has made will be in vain.

Li Zheng looked at Xia Qingfeng with dissatisfaction and said, "Okay, then you can wait here with our family - we don't believe it: you can't dig out this evildoer even if you dig three feet into the ground!"

——In fact, why dig three feet into the ground?

He only had to raise his head three feet, and Song Jin was in the attic above. Finally, facing the bronze mirror, he carefully smoothed the edges of the human skin mask until he was sure that the flaw would not be easily exposed. Then he picked up a tray and opened it.

Go out the door.

If Su Ya were here, she would definitely be amazed: this back figure is so similar to that of Sun Po, as if it has always been the same.

(End of chapter)