In the room.

Xiao Zonghan's fingers skipped, and suddenly he frowned, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone: "Why becoming so thin now?"

Shen Siyin's face turned pale.

Because of her illness, she lost more than thirty pounds in less than a month. Now she was terribly emaciated, and she really can't compare to that Chu Qingwan in graceful charm. Shen Siyin's complexion gradually turned from redness to paleness.

The lips were bitten and almost bleeding. Shen Siyin's eyes were full of tears, she didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

She married Xiao Zonghan for seven years, and he did not allow her to turn around once in seven years.

He said, you have the same face as Xingyue, and seeing it only makes me feel sick.

He said that your face is an insult to Xingyue.

But ... why?

It wasn't her who made Shen Xingyue get married, and it wasn't her who made Xiao Zonghan lose his lover.

Why did he throw her heart on the ground again and again and tread on it over and over? !!

Obviously she is his wife, and she is going to die! He would still hurt her and humiliate her!

Unwilling to ... shouting in her heart, as the drums hit, the sound is getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, Shen Sinyin raised her hand to the edge of the bed in front of her, and she turned around halfway. She wanted Xiao Zonghan to see who was in front of him! It's her Shen Siyin, not Shen Xingyue!

"What are you doing!" Interrupted halfway, Xiao Zonghan's eyes turned red.

Shen Siyin raised her hand: "Xiao Zonghan, you can see clearly, I am Shen Siyin, not Shen Xingyue! How much do I love you, do you know? Do you know?"

"Why are you never willing to look at me?"

Shen Siyin laughed at herself, but her tears couldn't stop.

She stretched her hands around Xiao Zonghan's neck, closed her eyes, and put her lips up.

"I love you, really, I love you very much!" She yelled frantically in her heart over and over.

Xiao Zonghan's body is slightly stiff! The lips of a woman were soft and fragrant ... for a moment, he was almost intoxicated.

But soon, Xiao Zonghan suddenly thought: this woman is Shen Siyin!

He shoved her away with a jerk and said, "Why?" "Shen Siyin, who gave you courage ?!"

Head on the cold floor, loud.

She clearly wanted to cry, but Shen Siyin smiled and insisted: "Xiao Zonghan, have you ever loved me? Have you ever been to me, even once?

"Huh, what do you say ?!" Xiao Zonghan sarcastically.

Rubbing the corners of her lips with her hands, her eyes fell on the woman on the ground.

Her small body was astonishingly thin, but the strength she had just exploded was almost even against him.

Her eyes were very bright, and she was so radiant!

At this time, she was not spiritless,, but no matter how different, she was still Shen Siyin, the one who killed Shen Xingyue for life.

Xiao Zonghan's heart suddenly cooled down, he stood up and went out.

"Xiao Zonghan!"

There was a choking voice behind her, and Shen Siyin desperately suppressed the trembling of her body, saying, "I am about to die, can you hug me? Even if pretending.

Hold the hand of the doorknob and wait for her to finish, the man has turned to interrupt her: "When?"

... Shen Siyin's words lingered in her throat.

The small face that was red because of persistence and expectations, at this time her eyes were squinting with water, fearing that it would be wet, and people could not help but indulge ... Xiao Zonghan almost believed her!

He laughed loudly, and she was really more capable of acting than the women on the stage.

"When will you die?"

He looked down at her, and slightly twitched his mouth: "Go tell the steward what kind of coffin you want. If you want to make people feel distressed, tell Governor Shen. As for me, you are dead, what is it to do with me?"