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The man was wearing a long green robe, his figure tall and straight, like a pine tree or bamboo. He had a pair of dark eyes and an upright temperament. He was the type of gentleman who was like Jade, as if the person who had just done those disgraceful things was not him.
âItâs my fault for offending you, miss.â
When he said this, his expression was a little apologetic.
Fu Shang was speechless.
If it wasnât for the tingling sensation on her lips â¦
She was really going to believe this personâs heresy! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Looking at the two bodies on the ground, Fu Shang frowned. She walked closer and found that there was a very thin and long silver needle in the necks of the two men. It must be poisonous.
Fu Shang glanced at the person beside him and said calmly,â youâre really a weirdo. You even set up a trap in the mourning Hall.
âYou flatter me,â Sheng Xiao smiled.
Fu Shang was speechless.
She didnât want to talk to this person anymore, so she turned around to leave. However, she felt a sense of dizziness as soon as she took a step.
His head felt heavy and his feet felt light, and a sense of powerlessness attacked him.
A cold hand touched her forehead, and the manâs pleasant voice was heard.
âYouâre running a fever,â
Fu Shang pursed his lips.
Thatâs right, this body had already escaped for most of the night before she transmigrated here. It was late at night and the dew was heavy, so her physical strength had long been exhausted.
She turned to look at Sheng Xiao, who still looked like a gentleman.
âYoung lady, Iâm sorry to offend you.â
As soon as he finished speaking, the man bent down, put one hand around her waist, and put the other hand on her leg and wrist, holding her up steadily.
The darkness came.
She fainted.
The tip of her nose was still lingering with that faint fragrance, which was somewhat familiar.
Fu Shang had a dream.
It was a bizarre dream.
It was completely dark, and a pleasant male voice rang in her ears. It was sometimes near and sometimes far, hiding an indescribable sadness.
âIf I had to do it all over again, would Huang âer still choose him?â
âYou want me to die. donât you â¦â
âThen Iâll really go.â
Fu minâs head was hurting like hell.
The voice was still nagging in her ear.
What dead or not.
Annoyed to death and having a headache, Fu Shang cursed,â get lost!
The other party had indeed quieted down.
He stared at her with a dark and unclear gaze.
When Fu Shang finally woke up, she opened her eyes and felt a burning pain in her throat. Her head felt heavy and her feet felt light. She felt dizzy just by moving.
She could feel the scorching heat from her breath.
As expected, he had a fever.
At this moment, a hand reached out from the side and helped her up.
Fu Shang turned his head and, unsurprisingly, his eyes met a pair of clear and long eyes. The manâs eyes were filled with a faint concern.
âYouâre awake? drink your medicine.â
As he spoke, he brought a bowl of black medicinal soup to her lips.
Fu Shangâs eyes narrowed as he stared at the bowl of bitter medicine.
Her intuition told her that he was not a good person.
She couldnât just drink his medicine.
With that thought, Fu min shrank back and pursed his lips tightly. He looked at Sheng Xiao with undisguisable wariness and resistance.
The other party wasnât annoyed at all. He only smiled gently and put down the bowl of medicine. Fie touched her forehead with the back of his hand and said in a gentle voice, ââAre you muddled from the fever? Why are you looking at me and not saying anything?â
He passed the medicine to Fu min again.
Fu Shang looked at him.
The man looked back at her gently.
âWhat, are you afraid that Iâll poison you?â
Fu Shang was speechless.
Since you already know, why did you say it out loud?