Chapter 340 I heard that love in the Republic of China was always tragic (32)
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Upon hearing this, Shen Junsheng's sharp eyes turned cold for a moment. He pulled at his thin lips which were gradually turning pale, and struggled for a moment with his eyes flashing.
"You can always consider me..."
After saying this, his injuries relapsed and he fainted.
"Squeak." Sheng Wu opened the door.
"You...Where's the Marshal?"
Sure enough, he saw Gu Mo standing not far from the door.
Chunxi is probably not awake yet.
Seeing that he looked unhappy towards her, Sheng Wu's charming face smiled even brighter and she spoke in a soft voice.
"Oh, you mean Shen Junsheng? He seems to be dying."
She didn't care at all, and even rubbed her wrist in front of Gu Mo with a hint of malice.
not good!
Hearing this, Gu Mo's face changed and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"you!"
As he said this, he didn't care about how charming he was, and had to quickly pass by her and enter the room to look for Shen Junsheng.
Sheng Wu rolled her eyes lazily and walked quickly towards the main courtyard, intending to take another nap before dawn.
But suddenly, she remembered something.
It seems that Shen Qinghuan lives in the east wing, right?
......
Shen Qinghuan is an extremely self-disciplined person and gets up almost at dawn every morning.
When the light from the sky crept in through the window lattice, Shen Qinghuan, whose biological alarm clock had gradually woken up, raised his head slightly and rubbed his swollen temples.
She never stays in bed. She just throws off the quilt, gets out of bed, washes, and gets dressed.
Unlike Sheng Wu's wardrobe full of cheongsams of various colors, Shen Qinghuan doesn't like to wear bright colors. She mostly wears low-saturation, light-colored clothes. Skirts and other items only take up a quarter of her wardrobe, and she only wears them on important occasions.
The rest of the wardrobe is basically filled with elegant neutral clothes in cool colors.
She simply took out an off-white three-quarter-sleeved Tang suit button-down top and wore a pair of azure tie-dyed pants that looked like a skirt but were actually very loose.
The girl simply washed her face and brushed her teeth, without applying any skin care products. She went out with a natural and elegant face.
"Squeak." The wooden door made a slight sound.
But the moment the door opened, Shen Qinghuan's brows furrowed coldly, and a figure suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.
"Why are you here?"
On the left side of her door, there was a young girl sitting there, curled up with her head buried in her arms. She was very thin and her hair was disheveled.
"......ah!"
Hearing the sound behind her, the girl's slender, curled-up body seemed to be startled and trembled slightly. Then she slowly raised her head, looked back at Shen Qinghuan with scarlet eyes, looking apologetically and helplessly.
"Pure joy..."
Sheng Wu's soft and tender voice became hoarse and soft, carrying with it a sense of sadness and helplessness, a kind of cowardice that comes from wanting to rely on others but having no support.
Seeing this, Shen Qinghuan stepped forward in an instant, immediately walked to her side, took off his coat and quickly put it on Sheng Wu, his cold tone revealing a hint of concern.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you at my door?"
She squatted down and put her coat over her, and put one arm around her shoulders from behind.
"Or should we go in first?"
After all, the mist in the air in the early morning of this summer is still a little cool.
Sheng Wu raised her eyes and hesitated for two seconds, then hunched her shoulders and nodded without saying anything.
"Then get up."
Seeing this, Shen Qinghuan wanted to help her up, and Sheng Wu cooperated.
But just as Sheng Wu stood up, her body suddenly swayed and her legs went weak.
"Ah!" she exclaimed.
Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan acted quickly and supported her.
"careful!"
Sheng Wu was subconsciously pulled back by her hand and fell directly into Shen Qinghuan's arms.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I think my legs are numb from sitting for too long..." Sheng Wu's first reaction was to apologize to Shen Qinghuan first, and then to get out of her arms.
Shen Qinghuan just frowned slightly, but didn't blame her. He just helped her up.
"It's okay, can you still go?"
Hearing this, Sheng Wu moved slightly, but her feet once again felt a tingling sensation. She frowned and apologized in a low voice.
"I'm sorry...my legs still seem to be numb, how about...wait a minute?"
There was a slight redness on the girl's nose and the corners of her eyes were also red. It was obvious that she had been crying for a long time. Now she was just trying hard to suppress the guilt of causing trouble to others.
Seeing this, Shen Qinghuan frowned, but not because of impatience, but because of worry about how long she had been sitting there.
"It's okay, I'll do it."
After saying that, she bent down slightly and easily picked up the slender and frail Sheng Wu.
Sheng Wu, who was picked up, was a little panicked and subconsciously put her arms around her neck to seek a sense of security. Then she stared at Shen Qinghuan's profile with her clear and innocent eyes, feeling a little helpless and shy.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Her lips slightly raised at an angle that Shen Qinghuan couldn't see.
Shen Qinghuan didn't say anything. She just carried the person to the soft sofa in the bedroom, then sat down and asked Sheng Wu.
"What happened?"
The way she looked just now clearly showed that something was wrong.
Hearing this, Sheng Wu's eyes dropped, a little evasive, "No, it's okay again..."
The girl lowered her head timidly, clasped her hands together and kept clasping her fingertips, not even daring to look at the other person.
Shen Qinghuan naturally saw the problem at a glance. She frowned and said coldly, "Who did you meet just now?"
After all, Sheng Wu is now the wife of the Shen family, and the servants dare not be so rude.
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