Mother Liu was not suspicious and came back to support her and said:
"The girl's family is already delicate. You are usually strong and have never gotten sick. If you get sick suddenly, how can you get better so quickly? Otherwise, what is the saying goes: illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a pump
Silk, you have to take good care of yourself when you are young. You must get rid of the disease. You can’t fall into any disease. You will feel uncomfortable when you are old.”
Shu Yao listened and thought to herself that the root of the disease could be removed. This disease would definitely cost her most of her life.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of Lanyue Tower, he saw a person standing there. Who wouldn't be Shen Junzhuo? Liu's mother really didn't expect him to stand here. She was not sure whether to greet them for a while. She was at a loss to salute him. She didn't know why.
I actually felt that the general seemed to have changed. The coldness that was usually covered by his body was now showing signs of melting ice and snow.
Shu Yao walked in front, looked at him, saluted him properly, then lowered her head, thinking about the light in his eyes, the pain in his heart spread little by little, and his hands and feet were a little
numbness.
Seeing Shu Yao's strict obedience to the rules, Shen Junzhuo took a step back, said, "Follow me," and turned around and went inside.
He went to the tea room where they played chess. A few new pots of orchids were replaced. The fragrance in the incense burner rose, and everything seemed so quiet and peaceful, beautiful and calm.
Shu Yao followed him step by step. He walked over and sat down. She stood two or three steps away from him. She didn't dare to look at him, for fear that she would make tears burst out from her eyes if she was not careful.
Liu's mother was blocked outside the door by the servant again. This was the rule. Liu's mother didn't find it strange this time, so she followed the servant to the side. There were only two of them in the tea room. Shen Junzhuo looked at Shu Yao for a while and always felt that
Something wrong with her today is because she was sick just now, which makes her look even more delicate, becoming a fragile glass, and no longer a plum blossom standing in the wind.
He wanted to go up and look carefully, but he was afraid that she would resist, so he had to sit there and look at her, pointing to a chair next to her and let her sit down. After a while, the servant came in to serve tea and snacks, and he answered again
After the servant poured her tea in the pot in his hand.
Shu Yao held the teacup in her palm. The warmth in the teacup was transmitted to her hands through the shiny fine porcelain. Her face was a little pale, and she barely showed a smile:
"Uncle Jiu looked for me, but I asked something from the murderer?"
Her eyes flashed a little, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes. When he saw it, his heart felt tight. What made her sad? She was not afraid of anything. If she had any difficulties, he could help her. But she didn't.
He said that he felt angry and put the pot on the table. His face became a little annoyed, and he nodded softly in his throat, saying:
"It's a pity that I can't ask anything. It's not that he is hard, but that he really doesn't know anything."
A sound of lightness and heavyness made Shu Yao's heart tremble. Since she didn't ask anything, she obviously had a waste of time. But after thinking about it, she really had no enemies. Could it be that someone had made a mistake?
People? She was about to ask this, but she heard him say:
"It's not that there is no gain at all. The murderer said that the person who came to find him was covered tightly and could not see anything, but he had a faint smell of mugwort on his body."
Shu Yao felt something flashing in her mind. She wanted to catch it but couldn't catch it. After thinking about it carefully, she couldn't remember anything.
When she was concentrating, he looked at her steadily. Her face was not very good. She was indeed sick and could not recover. But he always felt that she should not be in this state. He couldn't say what she should be like.