"Yes, young lady slave, please excuse me." Jian Lian slowly excused herself. The mute slave ate the hot soup and wanted to feed it to Lin Feiwan.
Lin Feiwan looked at the dark red decoction, her stomach churned suddenly, as if she smelled the smell of blood, and she suddenly felt like vomiting.
"Xian'er, I don't know where I put my sachet. Please wait and help me find it."
The mute slave heard Lin Feiwan talking about the sachet, nodded silently, and then handed the cold decoction to Lin Feiwan's lips.
Lin Feiwan smiled and caught her spoon and said, "I'll do it myself, why don't you find the sachet for me first?"
As expected, the mute slave was obedient and handed the bowl into Lin Feiwan's hand. Then he got up and started searching seriously in every corner of Fangfei Hall.
Lin Feiwan looked at the medicinal meal in her hand and hesitated to take it. It was said that this person was placed by Xiao Che and there should be no trouble. But when she thought of the sachet and the scene just now,
Lin Feiwan always felt like something was wrong
The wariness of the mute slave in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.
Lin Feiwan never thought of harming others, but she would never allow others to harm her for no reason.
When the mute slave excitedly appeared from the corner holding an identical sachet, she saw the untouched decoction that Lin Feiwan had put on the counter.
"Hey!" The mute slave made a sound with his lips with great effort, and put the sachet into Lin Feiwan's hand.
Then she wrote two words on the palm of Lin Feiwan's hand, then silently picked up the soup and prepared to walk out.
Lin Feiwan looked at her back. At that moment, she was thinking, was she really paranoid?
rest assured
This is the word she left on her hand to reassure her. Does it mean the medicinal food that was taken away, or the sachet in her hand that is exactly the same as before?
Lin Feiwan was in a daze for a moment. She was a mystery, Xiao Che was a mystery, and now the mute slave was like a mystery. After all, in the end, finally, when can it be done? There is no need to guess.
Days are still like a thin net covering them, unable to escape
Lin Feiwan exchanged Biya back with her, as if she could avoid being a mute slave
On this day, Xiao Che went out early as usual. Lin Feiwan sat in the yard, looking at the sun, reaching out to grasp every inch of warmth on her skin.
Jian Lian suddenly came to report that there was a little boy outside who wanted to see Sister Wan.