After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

   Chapter 8 Temptation

   Until the wine glass was handed to him, Su Anan said softly, "Husband, drink the wine." Shen Juncheng didn't see it, and Su Anan prescribed the medicine.

   Strange, didn't Qinghe tell her clearly?

  Why not?

   Or has it been placed in the jug ahead of time?

   rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips, he smiled and gave Su Anan the cup.

   You'll know if she drinks or not.

   The cup had touched his lips, and out of the corner of the eye, Su Anan looked calm, without any hesitation.

  Shen Juncheng frowned, immediately pretended to cough, and then put down the glass naturally: "I'm sorry, my husband is frail and has an old illness again. This is a drink, I'm afraid I can't accompany my wife to drink it."

  Su An'an heard the words, put down the glass, and said hurriedly: "It's the concubine who has not thought about it carefully, and forgot that the husband's body is ill, then the husband should drink some tea to moisten him."

   She poured another glass of autumn pear water and handed it over. This season, the mansion always prepares autumn pear water, just for the young master to moisten his lungs and relieve his cough.

   Shen Juncheng looked at whether she would poison the pear water, but, no.

   took a sip, it is the usual sweetness of autumn pear water.

   Is it in the dish?

   "Ma'am should be hungry, hurry up and eat something."

  Su An'an wasn't too hungry. After all, she ate pastries to padded her stomach before. She picked up her chopsticks and said, "Well, do you want to eat some too? My concubine will help you prepare the dishes?"

   Shen Juncheng waved his hand, "I'm not hungry, Madam, eat, eat more."

   Su Anan responded and put some vegetables in the bowl.

   The dish was cold and the taste was greatly reduced, but Su Anan was no longer thinking of the dish, but fell on the person next to him.

The    church didn't finish his prayers, he didn't lift his hijab, and he didn't drink alcohol. It could be said that he was not in good health. Is that understandable? Actually, he didn't want to get married either.

   Suddenly, she remembered her previous life. After she escaped privately, Shen Juncheng didn't pursue it too much. Maybe his weak attitude was because he didn't want to?

  Thinking of this, she retracted her gaze and shook her head gently. It seemed that they were all helpless to fate.

   Shen Juncheng frowned, what was she thinking when she looked this way?

   Drooping, seeing that she had eaten those meals, her face was normal, Shen Juncheng thought to herself, doesn't she intend to poison her?

But…

  's mind turned slightly, he raised his hand, pretended to be invisible and swiped off the two wine glasses, and with a click, Su Anan looked down in surprise.

   In an instant, he raised his palm slightly, flicked his fingertips, and a white pill instantly landed firmly in the spout of the jug.

  The cup was broken, he pretended to be apologetic, saying that he just wanted to clink a cup with her to apologize.

   He couldn't drink Heji wine on the wedding night, so he felt sorry for it, so he thought of using tea instead of wine and toasted her to express it.

  Su An smiled and instructed the maid to clean up the broken cups, replace two cups, and then poured a glass of autumn pear water for him alone, and poured a glass of wine by himself, and then drank it all.

  Alcohol is not a strong drink, perhaps it was thoughtful of the groom's body.

  After the meal, Shen Juncheng flexed his index finger and tapped the table twice.

  The little maid outside the door immediately came in, took down the food wisely, and added a pot of autumn pear water.

  The rest is time to take a shower and go to bed. The maid went to prepare water, and the two of them sat in silence for a while.

   Su Anan twisted the veil, thinking of the bridal chamber later.

   Judging from his previous performance, he should not be able to bridal chambers, right?

   But what if he wants to have a real bridal chamber?

   It's not that Su Anan is unwilling. Since she is married, it is her obligation, but...

   She subconsciously glanced at Shen Juncheng's thin body, he, okay?

   I have to cough a few times every step of the way, just in case...

   While thinking about it, the maid came to report that the water was ready, and Su Anan was startled to realize that his thoughts had run away, so he coughed, slightly embarrassed.

  Shen Juncheng got up and went to take a shower in another room. He flicked his sleeves, and the cold wind blew in Su An'an's ears.

   She looked back at his back, always feeling that at that moment, he seemed unhappy.

  Illusion.

   That’s all, let’s take a step by step.

   She bathes in the ear room.

  Cuiyan helped her remove all the phoenix crown and hairpin rings, and her hair like splashes of ink fell down and hung down at her waist.

   Washed off the exaggerated rouge on his face, revealing his fair little face.

   He has a melon-seeded face, amorous eyes, fair skin, and can be broken by blowing a bullet. At the age of sixteen, he has already developed very well, and his figure is also exquisite.

  The other maidservant was stunned for a moment when she saw that the young lady was so beautiful, and then kept complimenting her.

  Cuiyan and Yourongyan, her young lady is beautiful, and she is a famous beauty in Los Angeles.

  Su Anan smiled at her proud expression, her eyes fell on the bronze mirror, she was a little dazed, she couldn't help reaching out and touched her face.

   In the previous life, this fair face eventually turned sallow and black, with scars all over it, like a circle of ugly centipedes, which scared people away.

   The beauty of Los Angeles eventually became the number one ugliest in Los Angeles, and everyone hated it.

   In the middle of the night, when no one was there, she touched the scars and cried so many times.

  The love of beauty, everyone has it, why is she so ruthless that she ruins her appearance, why is she not nostalgic.

   Finally, with the grace of God, she saw this intact face again.

  Cuiyan saw the young lady staring at the mirror in a daze, and couldn't help but smile, the young lady's love of stinky beauty has reoccurred, and she used to look in the mirror from time to time to see her appearance, for fear that she would not be beautiful.

   She shook her head, smiled and urged, "Okay, miss, don't be so smug, my uncle is here, you should get up and welcome."

   Su Anan suddenly came back to his senses, gave Cuiyan a snort, and then stood up and went to the door to meet her.

   Looking back, she was stunned.

  I saw Shen Juncheng in a big red silk shirt, a smock, and his black hair was lightly scattered. The red gauze that had previously covered his eyes was replaced by the usual white.

  The candlelight elongated his thin figure, the cold white complexion made the redness on his body more dazzling, and the cumbersome wedding clothes were removed. At this moment, his stature was even more frail, and his morbid beauty was even more obvious.

   Suddenly, for some reason, she suddenly remembered what the girls in Qingyu Building said about the bones.

   This kind of soft and beautiful bone appearance, most of them have a bad face.

   And he really didn't live long...

   Shen Juncheng saw the woman's stunned expression, and was originally displeased, but the next second, he saw sympathy in this person's eyes again.

   He hated seeing those sympathetic eyes.

   He never needed it, frowning slightly, his voice low, "It's getting late, rest early, ma'am."

  Su Anan came back to her senses, realizing that she had been rude just now, and hurriedly came forward, "The concubine will help you to rest."

   She came over to support his arm, but Shen Juncheng stopped, pretending to brush her hand away inadvertently, with a puzzled look on his face: "My husband has a cough again today, the doctor said that it might be contagious, so tonight..."

   Su Anan raised her eyes, she guessed right, and sure enough he didn't want to have a wedding, that's just right.

   So she smiled and said, "My concubine understands that I can sleep on the couch today, and my husband can rest well."

   Shen Juncheng raised his eyebrows, but responded quickly.

   Hehe, love after marriage

   (end of this chapter)