[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 39: Married (18)

    After Lin Huaisheng passed away, blood splattered on the mattress, and Jiang Sheyan was startled to realize that this room and this bed almost killed her.

    He suddenly felt that he couldn't stay here anymore. There are so many temples for gods and Buddhas, but there is no place for this delicate little Bodhisattva in his heart. But if you want to care about it like this, it seems that there is no place in the world that is good enough for him. Jiang Sheyan understood a little bit why Wen Renyue built a loft like Qiongyu. The Golden House is one step away.

    Lin Huaisheng looked at Jiang Sheyan, but Jiang Sheyan looked away.

    One after another, women came over with water basins and medicines, but Jiang Sheyan left the things behind, but refused them to enter. The women and maids took into account the reputation of the little princess, and hinted: "Master Jiang, let us take care of the girl."

    But Jiang Sheyan couldn't hear him at all. He was protecting the calf, and he was more possessive than protecting the calf. The Dali Temple minister had sharp eyes Flying knife: "Get out!"

    The women and maids scattered like birds.

    "Brother-in-law is so fierce."

    The little princess sighed ignorantly behind him, and Jiang Sheyan was discouraged.

    He dragged a chair and brought things to the bed one after another, but the chair was not for him to sit on, it was crowded and full of things. The man sat on the floor, with nowhere to place his legs, so he bent his knees and stepped on the footrest beside the bed. He tested the water temperature, opened the medicine bottle, and then answered.

    "It's not against you."

    He sat under the bed, Lin Huaisheng could barely see his face.

    "Are you angry?"

    After a little bit of Lin Huaisheng, Jiang Sheyan realized how abnormal his temper is at the moment. The bed is a simple altar, and the charming Bodhisattva on top of it enlightened him. Can it enlighten him? Jiang Sheyan felt that he was a little stunned. In the Buddhist temple, she always recognized that she was a Bodhisattva. But when he raised his head and saw Lin Huaisheng's eyes without sadness or joy, Jiang Sheyan thought to himself: Why can't he be regarded as a Bodhisattva?

    Jiang Sheyan stretched out his hand, touched Lin Huaisheng's fingertips, and turned his hand over, revealing horizontal and vertical wounds.

    "What's going on?"

    Jiang Sheyan felt that he was committing a crime and that he was going to tear things apart, but he had to ask.

    "Brother-in-law, I believe you."

    Lin Huaisheng's answer was unexpected. At this moment of the night, Jiang Sheyan felt mixed feelings when he received this trust.

    "My sister is really dead... She didn't lie to me, and she won't turn into a ghost. She really won't come back to look for me."

    "The person who gave me the note appeared in my room again. It's a man. I I heard his voice... He pinched me awake, and I resisted, then he took out a silver needle and sent one at me, telling me to run, I didn't dare to turn back, I don't know if he chased me out until I met you "

    Lin Huaisheng concealed part of the content, Jiang Sheyan understood what it was, he shouldn't look at the lips that he can't bear to look at but always looks at. Jiang Sheyan simply lowered his head, picked up Lin Huaisheng's hand, and picked out the fragments in his wound, as if he couldn't be distracted to look at it.