Congratulations on opening the coffin

Chapter 10 Cold Syndrome
Xiao Chen looked at the pitch-black pupils that were very close to him, those pupils were like obsidian in a pool of water, with moist light, black and white distinct, as if they could suck people's souls in.

"..."

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, not only did he not get angry because of her unreasonable behavior, on the contrary, he thought that a person like her was really interesting.

Seeing that he was staring at him, Shen Ruo couldn't help but frowned, and stepped back: "Anyway, it's good that you understand."

Feeling the faint fragrance away, Xiao Chen returned to his senses calmly, spread his lips and smiled, with a sense of arrogance: "Don't worry, I don't care about your little things."

When he returned to the court alone, the emperor rewarded him with tens of thousands of taels of gold and countless precious agates. What's more, he has operated countless shops for many years with his own ability. He is proud of this ability.

On the contrary, it was another matter that made him care more: "Before you and I broke up, I haven't had time to ask you carefully, how did you know about my stubborn illness? But who told you?"

After that, the more he thought about it when he went back, the more wrong it became. After all, Shen Ruo was a lady in the boudoir, and he never gave him a pulse. No matter what, Shen Ruo shouldn't have known.

Shen Ruo sat back in her seat, put the still warm pastry into the hidden pocket in her sleeve, and just now she glanced at Xiao Chen indifferently: "No one told me, I saw it myself."

"See!?" Xiao Chen frowned, in disbelief, "How is this possible? Don't fool me!"

Actually said she was fooling him?No one should underestimate her in her professional field.

She pointed to his lips, and said quickly and methodically: "Your lips are light and black and purple, obviously the liver is not good. Before you and I fought, the palms were cold. Now the weather is still in the beginning of summer. The man himself You are very angry, but you are unusual, obviously suffering from a cold disease."

"You are skilled in martial arts, but you can't cure this cold syndrome. It seems that you brought it from your mother's womb. The root cause of the disease is hard to get rid of. It's okay now. I'm afraid that every rainy season and cold winter, your body will be like a cold knife scraping the bone marrow, penetrating the flesh. Is it cold and painful?"

When talking about the illness, Shen Ruo changed from his usual cold and reticent attitude, and every word hurt Xiao Chen's vitals.

With Shen Ruo's continuous explanation, Xiao Chen's temperament changed greatly. If he was still a sharp sword hidden in the scabbard before, now he is showing his sharp edge, and his whole body is so oppressive that the small compartment can hardly breathe.

When Shen Ruo saw this, she immediately stopped talking, and at this moment she suddenly understood that the Xiao Chen she saw before was just a stroll in the courtyard playing with cats and mice, and now he is the real him who is domineering and arrogant.

Those sharp sword-like gazes were fixed on Shen Ruo, and Xiao Chen was sure that it was impossible for outsiders to know about his illness so clearly. She really saw his illness?

Xiao Chen lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were dark and deep, he pondered for a moment, and asked: "You can see it, so it must be cured, right?"

Shen Ruo tentatively asked: "So what if you can? What if you can't?"

With a smile on the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, he straightened the folds of his robe slowly: "If you can, then everything is easy to talk about, if you can't..."

His eyes turned to her sleeve: "Your precious son, and your mother's things, these are hard to say."

"Are you threatening me?"

Shen Ruo narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light shining in his eyes: "I am the person who cannot be threatened the most. If you dare to touch Lin'er, even the ends of the world, I will never let you feel better—"

As soon as the words fell, a bit of cold light came first, Shen Ruo took out a strange dagger in his hand, and leaned forward, the sharp blade pressed against Xiao Chen's neck, as long as he applied lightly, it would immediately turn into a bloody scene .

However, at such a critical moment, Xiao Chen sat in a relaxed posture, calm and calm, and he didn't even move his eyes.

"Do you think you can deal with this king with just your little skill?" He frowned, and looked at Shen Ruo leisurely and calmly.

Shen Ruo twitched the corner of her mouth coldly: "You can try..."

Before she finished speaking, the situation turned upside down. With lightning speed, Xiao Chen grabbed her wrist, flipped her backhand, and pinned her down on the seat.

The seats in the carriage were no more than two people wide, and Shen Ruo's long black hair was scattered on the floor, making her skin more beautiful than snow.

With a cold face, she struggled for her wrist, but it was as if she was bound by an iron hoop, unable to move.

It seems that when the two fought against each other before, he still concealed a lot of strength.

Seeing the cold eyes of the woman under him glaring at him angrily, Xiao Chen asked leisurely, "How about it, are you convinced?"

Shen Ruo didn't bother to answer this kind of stupid question, she still stared at him, thinking to herself, when she used the equipment in the space to make poison, he would beg her at that time.

Xiao Chen didn't want to push him too hard, so he took a step back and let go of his hand.

Shen Ruo immediately stood up, rubbed her pinched wrist, and seeing him backing down, she wasn't just biting the bullet and rushing upwards.

She tilted her head, and said in a more relaxed tone, "How can you be sure that I can cure you? You must have seen many doctors for this illness, right?"

"I've seen it, but you are the first one who can describe my illness in such detail just by looking at me."

This disease has tortured him for too many years, besides, he still has revenge to avenge, he cannot die yet.

Shen Ruo looked at him intently, this disease is so stubborn, there is a possibility of leaking space, is he worth her risk?

She raised a strand of hair and asked unhurriedly, "Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

If she really wanted to save her, the method she used was rare in this world. If he caught her as a monster and burned her, wouldn't she be wronged?
Xiao Chen sat upright, waved his wide sleeves, and said indescribably domineering: "As the saying goes, don't be suspicious of people, and don't be suspicious of people. Since I chose you, I naturally won't doubt you."

Hearing this, Shen Ruo was infected by the other party's calm demeanor, so she also showed a rare smile: "Okay, I can promise to help you cure your illness, but..."

"but?"

Xiao Chen's expression sank, and he pondered for a while: "If it's about Lin'er and your mother's inheritance, as long as you cure my illness, everything will be fine."

"More than that, during the treatment process, you have to listen to me with full authority. Do whatever I ask you to do, and don't ask too much, otherwise our transaction will stop at any time."

"Are you kidding me?"

Xiao Chen was furious, and a gust of air came without wind, which actually stabbed Shen Ruo's cheek, leaving a bloodstain.

She touched it, blood was on her hands, her heart tightened slightly, but she still looked calm: "Whether you listen or not, it's up to you, my lord."

(End of this chapter)