The sick prince lives on the script I wrote

17 Chapter 5 Abusive Scum [-]
When Shen Huaiyuan saw Shen Siyue tied to the tree, he was so angry that he didn't hit anywhere. He looked around and grabbed a broom and was about to hit him, but he was picked aside by the provocative sword.

Shen Siyan was still leisurely sitting on the chair, not in a hurry to speak.

"Shen Siyan, what on earth are you going to do?"

Since she woke up that day, this family has not lived a day of rest.

First there were gossip outside, then the yard was moved, then his wife was sent to another courtyard, and now his daughter was tied to a tree.

Shen Siyan changed her posture, looked at Shen Huaiyuan with a smile, and parted her thin lips lightly: "Don't worry, uncle, my niece just wants to get something from my uncle."

After the words fell, Li Butler next to him whispered something in Shen Huaiyuan's ear, and Shen Huaiyuan's expression changed when he heard it.

Shen Siyan watched the interaction between the two and smiled.

"As the head of the family, why can't I get a mere ginseng?" Shen Huaiyuan puffed up his chest and looked at Shen Siyan as if this would give him a little more confidence.

Shen Siyan nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Uncle is right. As the head of the family, uncle can take it."

Shen Huaiyuan smiled, how good is he as Shen Siyan?Wasn't it the Shen Siyan who was peaceful in front of him back then?

Shen Siyan stood up, crossed her chest and walked to Shen Huaiyuan's side, with a somewhat aggrieved expression: "But what if I want it too?"

Shen Huaiyuan shrank his pupils, looked at Shen Siyan and sneered: "Ah Yan is planning to steal it?"

Ah!Just like her father back then, she had a bandit spirit.

Shen Siyan clicked his tongue twice, and waved his fingers: "Uncle, what are you talking about? How can it be considered robbery? I clearly want to make a deal with my uncle."

After speaking, she pouted towards Shen Siyue, Shen Huaiyuan's face turned dark.

Shen Siyue's complexion is now pale, and her lips are covered with a layer of dry skin. Where is the beauty of the past?

"Daddy." The voice also became hoarse, and the voice was inaudible.

Shen Huaiyuan was furious: "Shen Siyan, I advise you to have a sense of proportion."

Shen Siyan shrugged innocently: "What is proportion? When did uncle see me have that thing?"

Shen Huaiyuan choked, but he was quite self-aware.

Shen Siyan smiled, walked to Jie Cao, drew out the saber, turned sharply, and pointed the sword at the center of Shen Siyue's eyebrows, and if he got closer, blood could be seen.

Shen Huaiyuan twitched his eyebrows, swallowed his saliva, and pointed at Shen Siyue with trembling hands: "Don't be impulsive, just say what you have, say it well."

Shen Siyan said that she was really crazy. If he had known this, he should have increased the dose so that she would never wake up.

Shen Siyue's pupils widened, she looked at the sword in her eyes in horror and cried out: "Sister, please let me go, right? I won't move, where will you let me live in the future?" Wherever I live, I will listen to your sister from now on."

The girl in front of her, who was modest and courteous yesterday, was a model of a noble lady in her gestures and gestures, but today she had her waist bent because of a sword on her head.

Shen Siyan smacked his lips in his heart, it's really boring.

Shen Siyue looked at Shen Huaiyuan in a hurry, and said in a terrified voice, "Daddy, where is the ginseng? Hurry up and give the ginseng to Sister, please, Daddy."

What etiquette?What face?This man in front of him is a lunatic.

Shen Huaiyuan opened his mouth, where could he find ginseng for her?In order to improve the relationship with the crown prince, he had already given the ginseng to His Royal Highness the crown prince.

"What? Uncle thinks that ginseng is not as important as Shen Siyue's life?" Shen Siyan's eyes were sharp, Shen Huaiyuan trembled in fright, and quickly denied it.

"Ah Yan, don't be impulsive. It's not that uncle doesn't want to give it. It's really gone." Shen Huaiyuan clapped his hands, staring closely at the sword.

He only has such a daughter, if she loses her appearance, how will she marry with other aristocratic families in the future?
With the status of their Shen family, it is more than enough to match a prince.

Shen Siyan looked at Shen Huaiyuan in disbelief, what did he just say?Send the prince?

That is her lifeblood, what will she do after sending the prince away?Do you want her to point the sword at the prince and force him to hand it over?

Shen Siyan just wanted to scare Shen Huaiyuan, but now he really wants to kill him.

It seemed that she had to think about it carefully, whether she was waiting to be killed by that man's bodyguards, or was she really going to force the prince with a sword, and then be punished by the nine clans, and drag them together to be companions on the road to Huangquan?
Shen Siyan was like a deflated rubber ball, throwing the sword to the ground without strength, his mind was full of that man's cold gaze.

It's over, she's going to lose her life, who is Hong Luan picking up for nothing?Sent her life into it.

Flirty watched Shen Siyan leave, and the two hurriedly followed.

Jie Cao followed halfway and came back to pick up the sword on the ground, looking at the sobbing Shen Siyue and frowned.

What does it look like to cry as a woman?So... click!

Raised the sword in his hand, and stabbed Shen Siyue's shoulder steadily, Shen Siyue passed out with a single pupil.

Ji Cao looked at Shen Siyue who had fainted and was much more pleasing to the eye.

After the three of them left completely, Shen Huaiyuan hurriedly asked someone to untie Shen Siyue, and kicked Butler Li again: "What are you doing in a daze? Go get a doctor."

The front hall was in chaos, and Shen Siyan's Zhaixingyuan was silent.

Shen Siyan lay down on the table without love, and kicked the chair irritably: "What kind of broken chair is this? Why is it red?"

Then he came to the bed and kicked the bed: "What kind of bed is this? Why is it made of wood?"

Flirting with flowers and provoking grass: "..." I don't know why, but I feel that the young lady is still scared, but not much.

"Miss, why don't I sneak into Tingzhu Garden tonight and kill that man?" Jie Cao suggested, holding the sword he picked up just now, as if he wanted to fight to the death.

Shen Siyan rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think you can beat the man next to him?"

Jicao stopped talking, and blamed her for not being strong enough. One day, she would personally lift that man's head up for the young lady to kick as a ball.

Shen Siyan sighed, lay down on the bed unlovely, closed his eyes, forget it, let's mess it up.

Zhaixingyuan was quiet for three days. At noon on the third day, there was a sudden noise in Shen Siyan's room. Before Shen Siyue could take a closer look, the two of them stood in Shen Siyan's room.

A long robe in ink, with a saber pinned to his waist, stands on the left side of the purple clothes. The man in the purple clothes can't see his expression clearly against the light. His innate aura makes people always have the piety to surrender. Wearing white jade, it is as bright as a jade tree, and as beautiful as a crown jade.

For a moment, Shen Siyan suspected that he had transmigrated into a world of cultivating immortals again.

"Where's the ginseng?" Shen Siyan didn't recover until the familiar voice sounded.

Shen Siyan opened his mouth wide, pointing at Jun Ce's hand trembling: "You, you know martial arts?"

Jun Ce has always given her the impression of a gentle kingly aura, not as brave as Genghis Khan's bow and eagle shooting, but should be like King Wen of Zhou, who knows astronomy and geography at the bottom, and is a literati.

(End of this chapter)