The outer clothes were gently taken off, and Shen Chaomu pushed Yi Qian down.
Red candles burn and red waves roll.
Yi Qian didn't expect that Shen Chaomu was so overbearing in this matter. Although it was a little painful at the beginning and he was not very adaptable, it got better slowly.
"Xiuyuan..."
Suddenly, Yi Qian heard Shen Chaomu calling a name.
His eyes were a little blurry, but he regained consciousness: "Chao Mu, what did you just say?"
Shen Chaomu didn't answer him and pulled him into the ups and downs again. Yi Qian couldn't think anymore.
He never noticed that Shen Chaomu was looking for another person's shadow through him.
When the clouds and mist cleared, Yi Qian snuggled up to Shen Chaomu, closed his eyes, and a sweet smile played on the corners of his lips.
Shen Chaomu turned his head to look at the person who was already sleeping beside him, his eyes as deep as a bottomless abyss.
Suddenly, she slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on Yi Qian's neck, the light in her eyes becoming colder and colder.
For a moment, she almost couldn't control the anger in her heart and pinched it.
After a long time, she slowly withdrew her hand.
She got out of bed, put on her clothes, lit some incense in the incense burner that could make people fall asleep, and then left the room.
The secret room of the Shen Mansion was silent and filled with billowing smoke. Upon closer inspection, the white smoke was actually the cold air emitted by blocks of ice.
In the middle of the secret room, there is a crystal coffin about 1.5 meters long, with a small person lying inside. However, the crystal coffin is covered with a lid, so the appearance of the small person cannot be seen clearly.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from one side of the secret room. The door of the secret room was opened and a person walked in.
The person who came was Shen Chaomu who had left the bridal chamber.
She was not wearing a red wedding dress, but a black dress as dark as ink.
She slowly walked to the crystal coffin, looked at it for a moment, and slowly pushed open the lid of the crystal coffin, revealing the person lying inside.
If Zhao Chuchu and others were here, they would definitely recognize that the person in the crystal coffin was the little grape that Shen Chaomu had mentioned as dead.
At this time, Little Grape was lying in the ice coffin, wearing a pink dress, but she was still thin and small, but her face was very rosy. She closed her eyes, crossed her hands on her abdomen, and was so quiet and well-behaved as if she was just asleep.
"Little Grape, sister is here to see you." Shen Chaomu's voice sounded softly in the secret room. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Little Grape's hair, as if it was the same as before.
"Sister brought you medicine." Shen Chaomu took out a small porcelain bottle.
When the porcelain bottle was opened, there was a thick red color inside. If you smelled it carefully, you could smell the unpleasant smell of rust.
"Little Grape, take your medicine obediently. Only after taking the medicine will you get better and continue painting."
Shen Chaomu pried open Little Grape's mouth and, after much difficulty, finally fed the bottle of thick red liquid to Little Grape.
She slowly leaned her head against the edge of the crystal coffin, leaning against Little Grape, as if chatting with her: "Little Grape, my sister is getting married today. Do you know what marriage is? Probably not."
She murmured to herself, "The man my sister married is called Yi Qian, but he is not your brother-in-law. Your only brother-in-law is Brother Xiuyuan.
Do you still remember who Brother Xiuyuan is? You must know him, since you like the cakes and sesame cakes he sent you so much.
"Little Grape, you must get better before your sister marries your brother-in-law. That way, our family of three can live happily together."
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