Boom!

Shen Siyin seemed to be struck by lightning!

She clasped her hands tightly and looked at him in disbelief!

But the irony on the man's face was so obvious that what was left of her was blocked in his throat.

There was a touch of coldness in Xiao Zonghan's eyes:

"People like you should have died, you can rest assured that if you really die, I will make all people in the Mansion of Young Marshal celebrate in red!"

"Beep", the door closed.

Shen Siyin collapsed on the ground weakly, and now she can't bear Xiao Zonghan at all.

Her hands trembled like chaff.

Lin Lao's words echoed in his ears again: "Madam, your body ... if you take good care of it, you should have another year ..."

As if she had been crushed repeatedly, Shen Siyin pulled the pillowcase into her mouth.

The pain from the onset of the illness was not as tolerable as she imagined. The intestines were pulled by people and pulled out inch by inch. In order not to alarm Xiao Zonghan, Shen Siyin gritted her teeth and endured.

......

Night.

Cool as water.

Shen Siyin stood outside the door for a long time before taking a deep breath and pushing open the door.

Xiao Zonghan looked up, his eyes fell on her.

"Zonghan, you looked for me ..." Shen Siyin was wearing the usual clothes, and her hair was meticulously held up. At first glance, dignified and virtuous. But Xiao Zonghan knows who she is!

With a tick on his lips, he threw a delicate and gorgeous gift box: "Send this to Paramount, Qingwan has a bad temper, and you go and apologize to her, then tell her that I will compensate her again."

Upon hearing his words, Shen Siyin's eyes were dim.

The gift box was very light, she held it in her hand, but felt extremely heavy.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Siyin forced herself to put on a gentle smile: "Okay, I will deliver it to her personally." He was submissive and weak, taking him as the heaven and the ground as his ground. Xiao Zonghan felt angry.

This woman really can tolerate and act!

In this case! He smiled maliciously: "Qingwan said she always sang opera for others, and you are ready to sing to her tomorrow." Then, he seemed very satisfied with this sudden thought: "Yes! That's right, Qingwan will definitely be very happy."

Shen Siyin's shoulders trembled slightly.

Shivering, from shoulder to hands to feet ... Xiao Zonghan, do you really hate me so much? Don't want to leave a little dignity to me?

Xiao Zonghan squinted and admired with satisfaction the woman's sudden pale face and trembling body like a leaf ... Shen Siyin, since you want to be a young lady like this, now, isn't this what you want?

Sarcasm and pride flashed in his eyes.

But soon, all his sarcasticity and complacency froze.

The woman's trembling body suddenly calmed down.

A submissive smile reappeared on her face, and she looked at him and said, "Okay, it's all up to you. Tomorrow, I will sing to Miss Chu."

"Sing Qingwan's favorite."

"it is good."

Shen Siyin didn't know how she got out of Xiao Zonghan's room. Her cheeks were stiff and her steps were faster than steps.

Until the end, she slammed herself in the room.

Body, softly paralyzed down the door!

Heart, it hurts, here, it hurts!

Shen Siyin covered her heart. There, she seemed to be out of breath. She opened her mouth, took a big breath and burst into tears, and finally tears dropped from her eyes ...