She pestered him everywhere and stared at him in the dark.
It was as if she wanted to bite him at any moment and definitely wanted to kill him.
He was more patient and patient than the others, but the more he was like this, the more terrifying she felt.
Li Feihuan did not seem to think that she would ask this question. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "the hatred between life and death. "
Zhao Siqing could not help but be stunned for a few seconds. She looked straight at him with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes and insisted, "what kind of hatred between life and death? "
"Do you care about him so much? " Li Feihuan could not help but ask.
"He is my husband, " Zhao Siqing said slowly.
The short words clearly showed her position.
The smile in Li Feihuan's eyes deepened. He said, "He is really lucky. "
Zhao Siqing was about to ask more questions when Huo Pengpeng came out of the ward. He saw the two people standing together and walked forward to hold Li Feihuan's arm. He said gently, "what are you talking about with sister-in-law? "
Li Feihuan turned to look at her. His Gaze was particularly gentle. "I am talking about Huo Jingchen's good luck. "
Huo Pengpeng smiled and said, "brother's luck is indeed good. At least he married such a beautiful sister-in-law. No one else can compare to him. "
Zhao Siqing looked at the man and woman in front of her, smiled, and said gently, "I'll go back to see the old lady first. You guys have a good chat. "
After saying that, Zhao Siqing turned around and returned to the ward.
Li Feihuan's gaze fell on her back. His gaze deepened and he said slowly, "but no matter how good your luck is, it will eventually run out, right? "
"Of course, " Huo Pengpeng said slowly.
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When Zhao Siqing returned to the ward, Madam Huo was still there.
Madam Huo glanced at her and said coldly, "where have you been for such a long time? You don't want to serve me, so you want to go out and slack off, right? "
Zhao Siqing said gently, "I'll call Jing Chen and discuss cooking for you tomorrow. "
Hearing that, Madam Huo glanced at her and sneered. "I don't dare to order him around. Later, he'll say that I don't care about my old tree bark face anymore. I can't afford to eat the food that he cooks! "
"It's indeed his fault for speaking like this. Later on, I'll scold him so that he won't dare to do it again, " Zhao Siqing said gently and seriously.
Old Madam Huo lowered her eyes and snorted twice, as if she was still unhappy.
Mrs. Huo Glanced at Zhao Siqing and thought silently in her heart.
This Zhao Siqing's temper was too good, or perhaps she was too shrewd.
Old Madam Huo was always yelling like this, but she was not angry at all. She even coaxed old madam to be obedient. It seemed that she was as difficult to deal with as Huo Jingchen.
Thinking about how she had sent her to Huo Jingchen's side, Mrs. Huo felt extremely regretful.
It was just that until today, she did not know if Huo Jingchen had already known about Zhao Siqing's identity, which was why he had kept her by his side.
"Go, don't think that just because you flatter me, it's all over. This Old Lady's face and this leg were broken because of you. There are Buddhist scriptures on the table. Go and copy it ten times first. When you're done, show it to me! "
After Mrs. Huo spoke in a deep voice, Zhao Siqing looked up at the table at the side.
As expected, there was a Buddhist scripture on it. She didn't even know who had specially prepared a pen and a notebook.
Zhao Siqing walked forward and flipped through it. The number of words in a Buddhist scripture wasn't too many, but the handwriting was very particular. When writing, one needed to be calm and not be too sloppy. Therefore, it was often slower to copy it down.
"When writing, you must be careful. You must feel ashamed of what you have done. You must sincerely pray for me and let me recover as soon as possible, " old Madam Huo instructed again.