In a dark, damp cell.

Shan Haidie is mad.

She didn't believe it would be like this.

She thought Shan Yunong would die.

She didn't like Shan Yunong since she was a child, because she was very similar to him. Shan Yunong, because he is sensible, many neighbors will praise him. Shan Yunong's mother Haishi is also a person who pays attention to details. The clothes she makes for Shan Yunong are always beautiful. Many times better than her mother.

Haishi began to prepare a dowry for Shan Yunong very early. But Shan Haidie's mother only cares about herself and her mother's family. She never cares what she has suffered outside.

She hated Shan Yunong, and hated her for clinging to such a noble family as the Yang family.

If it wasn't for the time when Yang Qingheng came to see Shan Yunong and Shan Haidie threw himself into his bed, Yang Qingheng would never have taken a fancy to himself.

Hate, she hates even more!

Soon, the prison head knocked on the wooden door and said, "Shan Haidie, someone has come to see you."

Yang Qingheng.

When Shan Haidie saw Yang Qingheng, he cried out, "brother Qingheng, you came to save me, right! I killed all my cousins for you! I have nothing now, just you. "

"Shh, don't cry. You know, I hate you to cry." Yang Qingheng opens the cell door, walks in slowly, holds her in his arms and caresses her hair.

In the invisible darkness, Yang Qingheng's other hand slowly took out a very thin and long silver needle.

Shan Haidie fell on his shoulder, not knowing, "brother Qingheng, I know how to deal with Shan Yunong. Only when Sue listens to the dust can she dare to act boldly. Why don't we cheat her back to Shan's house? As long as she comes back to Shan's house, we're at our disposal! "

Yang Qingheng's needle has already stabbed Shan Haidie's Fengchi acupoint. After hearing this, he stopped.

"Can you do it well?"

"Of course. As long as you cheat her back to Shan's home, you can be killed easily. I won't drag down brother Qingheng. I'm sure I'll pull back. " Shan Haidie vowed.

Yang Qingheng received the needle in his hand, "OK, I knew that you would never let me down."

"I'll arrange a silver ticket to save you tomorrow. No matter how much money, it will save you Yang Qingheng said slowly, "you just kill Shan Yunong. Su Tingchen will naturally fall into my hands."

"Only when he is dead can I take his head to the Imperial Academy."

Yu Daxian hospital.

Shan Yunong didn't expect that the back of the hospital was so big, with three courtyards and three entrances.

In front of the gate, there are rockery, flowing water, fresh flowers and green bamboo. The eaves behind the door are as beautiful as fairyland.

Su Tingchen made a good place for himself: he was comfortable in the back, and he went through a hospital in the front. Besides earning a lot of money, he could get a lot of information.

All the way, Shan Yunong's life is so precious that it's clear.

She was placed on the second floor of a small building with excellent geographical location and perfect for painting.

Su Tingchen took great pains for the painting.

She really wanted to tell him that in two days, let alone copying, she had nothing to do with printing paper and painting.

But there is a big house to live in and a handsome man to protect. It's really eye-catching and heart nourishing!

Then take your time.

Shan Yunong had a good sleep. After the three days, she had not enough sleep. If she didn't keep her legs, she would be lame all her life.

After a long sleep, I heard the servant girl knock at the door.

She stretched out, wondering why the alarm didn't ring. She yawned and laughed at her own stupidity. There was no alarm.

Dressed and went down to the second floor, the little maids turned around anxiously, "Miss Shan, you can get up. The young master is staring at you. You can get up to paint."

While talking, she pushes Shan Yunong back, combs her hair, washes her face and grinds her nails.

The little maid who sharpens her nails is only thirteen or forty years old. She looks small.

Shan Yunong can't help asking her, "when do you serve this demon - oh no, childe?"

"Two years."

"Oh, it's been a long time. Do you know what he's afraid of most? Do you have anything to do with it? Or, he has some secret, you tell me secretly, I will never tell others

Little girl when really, think for a long time, very seriously shaking her head, "if really, afraid is to protect Miss Shan this time. You never meddle in your business

"Che, he's not for that painting." Shan Yunong muttered, "I don't want to draw. I'm worried about him."

A few servant girls were almost ready to serve, so they pushed Shan Yunong to the study. They had all the brush, ink, paper and inkstone ready. They spread out the original painting and put it in front of her.

"Miss Shan, please watch carefully."

Shan Yunong thought the painting was good, but he didn't see any deep artistic conception. What he learned in school, such as mountains, rivers, insects and birds, all represent the deep meaning of the painter's failure. Shan Yunong doesn't know anything about them.

She yawned for a while and said, "I'm hungry. I can't write."After serving the meal, she said that she was dizzy and had to sleep for a while. At dusk, she got up. There was a small abscess on her leg that she deliberately picked out and was bleeding. Her forehead was full of sweat, so she was not in the mood to paint.

At the end of the day, she didn't move a stroke.

When waiting for dinner in the evening, the little girl went for a long time and didn't come back.

After a while, a man named chunri turned back and said to Shan Yunong, "Miss Shan, please go to his room."

"No, I don't want to see that guy." Shan refused.

Spring said: "but dinner is to eat in the childe's room."

Shan Yunong heard of the spirit. It is said that the royal banquet is not affordable for ordinary people. Su Tingchen certainly can't afford it.

After walking out of the door, Shan Yunong feels wrong again.

Su Tingchen must know that she didn't write all day. If this is delivered to the door, he will surely be tortured again.

Shan Yunong said to the little servant girl, "no, I don't eat at night, and I'm not very hungry." Then he went back to the room.

Anyway, she left a few desserts in the room at noon, enough for her to eat all night.

After washing, she blew on the light and lay in bed ready to eat and sleep.

Seeing this in spring, knowing that Shan Yunong would not go to Su Tingchen's room, he turned back to Su Tingchen.

"Young master, Miss Shan said she was not hungry and would not come. I've put out the light and gone to sleep. "

Su Tingchen holds a book, but there is nothing on the table. There is no dinner at all.

Hearing this, he grinned, "Oh?"

Chunri said: "Miss Shan hasn't touched her brush this day. I'm afraid it's very difficult to copy a painting. I dare not say anything, but miss Shan is a little bit - "

chunri wants to say something deliberately.

Su Tingchen puts the book down.

"She seems to know that there is no dinner here. Out of the door, back again. " Spring said.

"All right, you go back." Su listens to Chen.

After a blessing in spring, he left.

Su listen to dust just raised eyebrow, eyeground had smile, "for the time being first Rao you a night."