Chapter 287 Shen Qingshan's Fear
Song Qingci reached out and felt Shen Mozhu's pulse, then asked him to lift half of his mask and carefully observed his wound.
''Your recovery is better than you thought. When that day comes, you won't have to wear a mask anymore.''
"Thank you, Madam, for your skillful hands." Shen Mozhu was grateful from the bottom of his heart.
The lighter the scar on his face, the more surprised he was.
If he had not experienced it himself, he probably would not have believed that there was such a miraculous medical skill in the world.
"Here, this is for you." Song Qingci handed Shen Mozhu another bottle of pills.
"What is this?" Shen Mozhu did not take it immediately.
"This is to save your life!" Song Qingci stuffed the thing into his hand. "When the day really comes, no one knows what will happen. The pills in this medicine can save you from death. However, it is useless to take them in advance. Keep them carefully. If something unexpected happens, it will not be too late for you to take them later."
Shen Mozhu was still too fragile. She had finally been saved, so she couldn't let him die so easily. Otherwise, she would suffer a great loss.
The medicines given to him were wasted.
"Thank you, Madam!" Shen Mozhu really didn't know how to thank her.
After all, they were just casual acquaintances, but what he had given her could not be measured by money.
I have no way to repay you, so I can only give you my body!
Shen Mozhu silently decided in his heart that as long as the young lady did not come forward to drive him away, these five years could continue indefinitely.
The villa of Yongchang Marquis Mansion.
Li Yanzhi has been living here since her coming-of-age banquet.
He didn't dare go back until his father calmed down. For various reasons, the things that happened that day were handled too roughly, leaving a lot of handles.
Her mother had sent him a message, asking him to stay in the other courtyard and not go out unless necessary.
His father didn't dare to come to the other courtyard to arrest him. When the matter was completely over, she would write him a letter and ask him to go back.
I originally thought that I was just dealing with a greedy lady in a deep house, and even if the means were crude, she would not be able to resist. But I didn't expect that the new wife of the general's mansion would be so difficult to deal with.
Just a few words changed the outcome.
As a result, he has no home to return to. He can only stay in this courtyard all day. He is almost suffocated to death!
"My Lord, Shen Tanhua is here," Li Yanzhi's confidant reported outside the door. His voice was very cautious.
Recently, we have to be extra careful when we are on duty. The prince is in a very bad mood and has already killed several maids and servants. No one wants to be the next one.
Li Yanzhi said impatiently, "What is he doing here? Let him go! I won't see anyone now!"
"Shen Tanhua said he has something important to tell you, which is related to life and death, and he must ask you to see him." The confidant didn't want to say anything more. But he was afraid that he would delay the prince's important matter, and he would be in trouble when the time came. He could only bite the bullet and explain.
"What kind of life-and-death matter can he have! He is just a hopeless person!" Li Yanzhi scolded him but finally had him brought in.
"What is it that requires you to see me?" Li Yanzhi had no good face towards this newly crowned third place winner.
While drinking, he stroked the shoulders of the woman next to him, and his posture seemed indescribably decadent.
Shen Qingshan, the Tanhua who replaced Shen Mozhu, was about to speak when he glanced at the woman next to Li Yanzhi and swallowed back his words.
"My Lord, please clear the area." "Of course, the fewer people who know about this, the better."
Now in this room there were not only several women singing and dancing, but also some servants coming and going.
Li Yanzhi stared at Shen Qingshan for a long time, until cold sweat broke out on his forehead, then he waved his hand and cleared everyone out of the room.
The scene that was so decadent just now has now become completely deserted.
"If you have anything to say, you can say it now!" Li Yanzhi's face was full of impatience.
"My Lord, Shen Mozhu may not be dead!" Shen Qingshan directly stated his speculation.
"What did you say?" Li Yanzhi was a little bit unbelievable.
Shen Mozhu has been missing for so long, they have sent people to search for him carefully, but no trace of him was found.
They speculated that he probably died in some corner.
The capital city is so big that it is really hard to find the body of a dead person.
"Why do you say that?" Li Yanzhi asked after straightening his mind.
"Recently, a story about a storybook has become popular in the market." Shen Qingshan kept wiping the sweat off his head with his hands. "This story is simply a replica of Shen Mozhu's. No one else would know such details except him! This is definitely not a coincidence! I suspect that Shen Mozhu is not dead at all, and this storybook was written by him personally!"
When Shen Qingshan heard this script for the first time, he was shocked.
He even sent someone to check it out.
This story was originally told by a storyteller in Guangyun Tower.
He even sent someone to follow the storyteller.
He thought Shen Mozhu was hiding in the storyteller's house. But the person he sent said that the storyteller was just an ordinary person.
He was the only one at home and was not hiding anyone.
"A storybook?!" Li Yanzhi had been hiding in the villa of the Yongchang Marquis's mansion recently. Moreover, he listened to his mother and did not go out at all.
So he really didn't know what was going on outside.
"What kind of storybook is so popular now?" Li Yanzhi didn't understand why a storybook could scare Shen Qingshan so much.
Aren’t storybooks just about making up stories?
"Now, there is almost no one in the streets and alleys of the capital who does not know this storybook." It is because everyone knows about it that Shen Qingshan feels scared.
"Now, not only the storytellers in the teahouse are telling this story, but even many bookstores are selling this story." Shen Qingshan took out a story book he had just bought from the bookstore and handed it to Li Yanzhi.
Li Yanzhi took the book and frowned immediately when he saw the four big words on the cover.
"Li Dai Tao Jiang?" "So blatantly?"
Shen Qingshan nodded, "Now all the teahouses and taverns in Beijing are telling this story. Almost every bookstore is selling this book."
"If that's the case, then it couldn't be Shen Mozhu's work. It could only be a coincidence." Li Yanzhi threw the book to the ground and concluded.