long love becomes ill

Chapter 84
Li Chenmu was silent for a while, his eyes were deep. If he hadn't come back, even if Gu Qinghuan spent the night in the wine cellar, he would have been frozen to death the next morning without any serious injuries.

Thinking of this, the man stretched out his hand to touch her small face, a trace of hostility and unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

"It won't happen next time." He promised in a low voice.

Earlier, most of the manpower in the Li mansion was owned by Li Jinnan, and he had no intention of intervening. After this time, not only did he replace all the bodyguards with his own people, but even the servants were found by the housekeeper himself, and he warned them with a bloody riot. Li Jinnan, no one in the Li mansion will threaten her in the future.

Qing Huan was silent, her face was pale, and she was a little depressed.

Li Jinnan beat his mother all the year round, and now he beat her even more. Li Jiao hated her deeply, and such things will not happen less in the future.

Li Shenmu's thoughts towards her are becoming more and more treacherous and difficult to guess. After all, relying on others is a bad idea. She must find a way to control her own destiny as soon as possible and get rid of the predicament in front of her.

"Young master, why are you standing here?" Aunt Li's voice came from the door.

Qing Huan looked up and saw Li Zheng standing at the door. The young boy's face was a little pale, and his big black eyes were wet as if he had been wronged.

"Sister." Li Zheng walked in, stood three steps away from the bed, and shouted uneasily, "Sister, the housekeeper said that you and Mommy are both sick."

When the incident happened, the first thing the old housekeeper did was to isolate the young master.

Growing up in such an environment as the Li mansion, Li Zheng was a bit precocious and also very sensible. He waited for things to pass without crying or fussing, and then came out. When he learned that his beautiful sister was sick like his mother, he couldn't hold back anymore. , standing at the door, wanting to enter but not daring to enter.

Qing Huan made a slight gesture, stretched out her hand towards him, and said hoarsely, "Sister is fine, why are you here?"

Li Zheng glanced at his brother and saw that Li Shenmu didn't drive him out, so he happily walked over, wanting to get to Qing Huan's side.

Li Shenmu reached out and grabbed the young boy's back collar, and said flatly: "My sister is not feeling well, so you can't touch her."

"Oh." The little boy looked at Qing Huan reluctantly, seeing that her face was pale, and there was a trace of worry in her eyes.

Mrs. Li brought out the porridge, and pushed aside two outstanding men, one big and one small, and said with a smile: "Miss Qing Huan, drink some porridge, or I won't be able to take it anymore."

Seeing that she was weak, Li Chenmu asked Aunt Li to feed her porridge, lifted Li Zheng up with a big palm, and walked outside.

Li Zheng looked up at his indifferent brother, and was carried out of the bedroom without daring to speak out.

After Qing Huan drank the porridge, she continued to sleep in a drowsy state.

Her high fever recurred, and when she woke up, she either saw an old doctor in her 50s examining her body with equipment, or saw Li Shenmu's handsome and silent face.

Most of the men were standing by the bed, wearing light-colored home clothes, reading books idly, with a lazy posture.

After waking her up, he touched her forehead to test the temperature, her attitude was lukewarm, and she was a little confused.

Qing Huan only felt that Li's mansion was unusually quiet, and had no idea that when she was asleep, Li's mansion had been turned upside down and completely cleaned up by Li Shenmu.

Li Jinnan lived outside in a fit of rage, and Li Jiao was imprisoned for four days. After suffering so much, she didn't dare to go home and meet Li Shenmu's fate, let alone others.

　It’s Chinese New Year, I wish everyone a happy new year, um, Fa, Da, Cai!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)