The handkerchief in Su Shen'er's hand was wrinkled by her. She took a deep breath to calm down her panic and called calmly, "Here comes someone!"
"Miss, what are your orders?"
Several servants stepped forward in response.
"Go find Zhen'er and Mo Chen right away! You must not hurt them! If you find someone and Zhen'er doesn't want to come back, just stay nearby. If you find anyone acting suspiciously, take him to the government directly."
"But the master's side..."
The incident between Su Tingye and Su Zhen has long been known to everyone in the government...
"There is no such thing as an overnight feud between father and son, not to mention that Zhen'er is the eldest son of our Tai Tu's family. If you delay and fail to find Zhen'er, causing trouble, and father will be angry, let alone this young lady, even the old lady will
I can’t save your heads!”
"Yes, yes! Don't be angry, young lady, the younger ones will go now!"
After they looked at each other, they quickly bowed and left.
The oil-paper umbrella blocked out the rain. Su Shen'er's side face was hidden in the darkness, and the expression in her eyes was unpredictable.
When she turned around again, she returned to the elegant posture that a legitimate daughter of a famous family should have in the past.
She didn't know why, but her warm home in the past was now in pieces.
All she can do is barely maintain the relationship, and then find ways to untie their respective knots in the future.
...
Thunder and lightning roared outside, the wind and rain continued, and dogs barked from time to time.
The rain is particularly heavy tonight. It has not rained so heavily in nearly fifty years.
The cold wind was chilling, and the pedestrians on the street had already retreated to their homes. They were more interested in the changes in the Taifu Mansion than in the monster storm.
One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.
Su Zhen was fighting for her life against the eldest disciple of the Imperial Master, but the reason was to avenge the demon. Such an unbelievable act happened.
All the brothers from the Siwei Mansion had been waiting in the restaurant to celebrate Su Zhen's safe return, but they could not wait for her to show up.
It happened that the restaurant's wing was located at a high place, and they had a clear view of the fight between Su Zhen and Su Zhen directly through the window.
When the battle came to an end, they still stood in front of the window in a state of shock and numbness, recalling the scene they had just seen.
Jin Lian raised his chin manually and rubbed his eyes. Although he didn't want to admit it, everything that just happened seemed not to be an illusion.
A man in front of the window bumped his elbow, took a deep breath and asked, "Brother, did you see that? Is the man who flew into the sky and fought with the Taoist priest just now Su Shaoqing? I seem to be dazzled, please help.
Shall I take a look?"
The man licked his lower lips and his expression was stunned, "Mom! It seems like it's really him!"
The windows were blown by the strong wind, and the heavy rain drifted in from the window, splashing on their faces, forcibly recalling their thoughts.
The imperial officer put his hands behind his back, put one hand on his forehead, his lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "It's only been a day since I came back, and the commotion started again. This is always a bloody storm caused by him, when will it stop."
Jin Lian curled his lips and said in a disgusted tone, "Sir, I'm afraid you will never have the chance to see me again in this life."
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping. They just took it easy as they came. After a busy day and waiting for midnight, the Su Zhen people didn't come, but they had to eat some.
However, when I thought about the possibility of Su Zhen being injured, the table full of delicious food became hard to swallow and tasted like chewed wax, so everyone ate absentmindedly.
...
The general's mansion was currently enveloped by low pressure. Because the heavy rain hit again, Lu Jingshu still stayed in the mansion and did not leave.
When Xiao Chuhong and Gongzi Qi ran out of the backyard with two petite people in their arms, both of them had extremely gloomy expressions on their faces, with all their anger etched on their faces.
After Lu Jingshu heard about this, she immediately rushed to the courtyard where Xiao Chuhong lived.
As soon as he reached the door of his bedroom, Xiao Chuhong's constant questioning came from inside, his voice anxious and urgent.
"Old immortal! Hurry up! How is he doing? Stop dawdling! Hurry up! Don't put your hands around, take your pulse properly! It's crooked! The needle is crooked! Don't hold your hand
Shake! Save people!"
The noisy Xiao Chuhong ordered the young master to have black lines all over his head. His hands were trembling, he turned around and spat at him, "Get out! Xiao Mumu, are you bothered? If you can do it, you can do it! If you don't learn what I taught you back then,
Now she's here talking nonsense behind my back! If you say anything again, I'll stab her right in the back!"
The identity of Mo Ruomu, the person who can make Xiao Chuhong into chaos, is self-evident.
Su Zhen!
When the noise inside stopped, Lu Jingshu led the maid into the house.
After Xiao Chuhong was yelled at by the young master, he finally shut his mouth. He sat on the footstep of the bed and held Su Zhen's hands that were gradually turning cold, and kept breathing in the heat. Even though it didn't have the slightest effect, it had no effect on him.
But it's a psychological crisis.
My eyes gradually became moist, and my heart was full of confusion and fear.
As for Su Zhen, who was lying on Xiao Chuhong's bed, her hands were tightly clutching the skirt of her clothes around her heart. Perhaps because of this, she had nightmares one after another in her deep sleep, and several painful screams came from her white lips from time to time.
Young Master Li stood aside and shook his head and sighed. Su Zhen's forbidden area was broken, but she did not stop at that time. Instead, she wanted to kill Taoist Huaiyang at the cost of consuming Yuanzhu.
If Yuzhu hadn't stopped her and the two of them arrived in time, Su Zhen would have shattered the spirit beads on the spot and turned into a complete loser.
"Her Yuanzhu has cracked, and the rampant spiritual power has smashed her internal organs to pieces. It is also thanks to the power in her body that can help her heal her wounds, otherwise, ordinary people would have run out of breath.
However, the injury is repairing automatically, but it is too slow. Before it is healed, I am afraid she will die. But don't worry, I also like this girl's temperament. Anyway, I will try my best to save her. As for whether she can survive, it depends on her.
On your own."
Girl?!
Xiao Chuhong's body suddenly stiffened, and he turned around and asked, "What did you just say? Girl?"
"Uh... I'm talking about the little girl next to your Zhen'er."
For a moment, he accidentally noticed that Young Master Transcript had spilled the beans. He quickly turned his head away and said harshly.
Xiao Chuhong, who was already suspicious, felt Su Zhen's pulse. The heartbeat was already very weak, but it was not difficult to tell whether Su Zhen was a boy or a girl.
Before the feeling of ecstasy could rise, feeling Su Zhen's increasingly faint breath, her heart suddenly turned from hot to cold.
After a while, he held Su Zhen's hand with both hands, kissed her fingers gently, and then touched the side of her face with one hand, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Zhen'er, I'm waiting for you to come back."
He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath fell on her face, but she was like a living dead, without any reaction.
On the other side, Young Master Qi withdrew the silver needle and spread his arms suddenly. Red light shone between his fingers. Wisps of light flew out and penetrated along Su Zhen's meridians...