The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

But at that time, he couldn't even move a step to stop him, so he could only watch his father fight everything for him, buy time to wait for the imperial decree that his grandfather bought with his life before taking his last breath...

He never said this, for fear that the Li family would blame him for letting her lose her husband, and that Brother Hao and Sister Huan would blame him for causing them to lose their father.

I'm even more afraid to think of the powerless self...

Now those bloody pictures reappeared, Song Jingchen's eyes gradually stained scarlet, and a tear of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his eyes...

Shen Yijia followed Tuanzi out of Xiagou Village all the way to a barren mountain.

Looking up, there was a vast expanse of white all around, and the most conspicuous only were the two raised snowdrifts not far away.

Shen Yijia knew that it was not a snowdrift, but the burial place of Lin Shao's parents.

Shen Yijia frowned and looked at the tired dumpling: "Where's the person? Are you sure you're here? It's not because your nose is irritated by the wind and it's not working well, right?"

The dumpling rolled his eyes, shook the falling snow that covered his body, and approached the two graves.

It was only then that Shen Yijia discovered that there was a small bulge in the middle of the tomb, which could easily be mistaken for a snowdrift.

She paused, then squatted down and stretched out her hand to dig the snowdrift. After a few digs, she saw a piece of clothes, which was the color of Lin Shao's clothes today.

Shen Yijia's eyes narrowed and she quickened her movements.

The snow was just piled loosely on it, and soon she dug out her hands, legs, body, head...

Shen Yijia looked at the unconscious person curled up in a ball, and tried his breathing. Although it was shallow, at least it was still there.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care whether it would be exposed, she reached out and put the spiritual drop that had just condensed in her body today to Lin Shao's lips and fed him to drink.

At the same time, I was glad that I didn't have time to feed Song Jingchen today, otherwise Lin Shao's life would be in danger.

After waiting for a while, Lin Shao's pale little face looked better with the naked eye, and he reached out and patted his face impolitely: "Wake up!"

Her spirit liquid is so distressing!

Several red marks immediately appeared on Lin Shao's face. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Shen Yijia was still in a trance: "Big, sister-in-law. Why are you here?"

When he looked around and found that half of his body was still stuck in the snow, he asked with a puzzled face, "Where am I and why am I here?"

His head still ached a little, and his mind went blank.

Shen Yijia rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Where did you say this is? How do I know why you came here after taking a good nap between the rooms."

Hearing the word "noon sleep", Lin Shao's pupils instantly dilated, and the memory before fainting rushed out, and said anxiously: "Quick, go, get out of here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tuanzi also made an 'Ow', his forelimbs slightly bent and he looked forward vigilantly.

Shen Yijia pulled Lin Shao up from the snowdrift and looked coldly at the dozen or so men in black who suddenly appeared in front.

"It was you who killed our young master?" The man in black asked incredulously, seeing that Shen Yijia was just a charming little girl.

Shen Yijia rolled her eyes: "You have to tell me who your son is first, right? I killed quite a few people, I don't know which one is."

It's really hard to guess that Feng Laoliu had fifty or sixty at one time.

After listening to Shen Yijia's words, the man in black stared at her with a different gaze, and subconsciously said, "It's just at the end of the year."

Haha, does anyone think Lin Shao was dismembered