Are you crying?
After hearing this, Zheng Quchi's face was distorted, like a zombie, twisting his neck and bending his legs, and crawled out from under the table with difficulty.
This is truly extraordinary!
But...if she wasn't sad or hiding secretly and crying, how could she explain her weird and suspicious behavior to Gongshu Jiruo?
Her movements stagnated, and her computer suddenly shut down.
Since she couldn't find a better reason to explain all of this than the "sadness" mentioned by Gongshu Jiruo for a while, she finally gritted her teeth and silently admitted it.
Just cry if you want.
Although she doesn't have the fragile nerves of a resentful woman, she is still a woman after all. If she imitates those "abandoned" women in TV dramas, she should be able to act out the sadness she deserves... right?
She rubbed her swollen forehead, and the pain hit her, making the tip of her nose turn red and her eyes well up with tears.
She stretched out a finger and tapped Gong Shu Jiruo's back.
He froze, then turned around and saw that her nose was red, and her unsuspecting eyes flickered, round and embedded in the moist eye sockets, like a helpless and lost squirrel by the stream.
"You came to my room so late just to see me cry?"
She wiped the corners of her eyes and regained her female voice. It no longer had the low tone when she was pretending to be a man, but had a natural softness and clarity.
He was used to hearing her male voice, but suddenly he heard her talking to him in a female voice. A numbness ran down his spine, like the feeling of sweet spring water suddenly flowing into his body on a hot summer day.
The growth is silent and without any resistance.
"No, it's not." He turned around and wanted to look at her, but his eyes avoided her unconsciously.
Even if Gongshu doesn't like her "fragility" at the moment, he also feels sorry for her "heartbreak" at the moment.
He smiled bitterly at his inexplicable panic and bewilderment at the moment. He was not one of those stupid young people, nor was he some young person who didn't know his feelings. He knew that his heart was beating for her.
Even though she still had such a scarred young face, he still felt that she was like a cute little animal. He wanted to protect her, care for her, and be able to see her at any time.
"No." He denied again.
As for what he was doing so late, he didn't say anything. Maybe he felt that it was no longer important and there was no need to explain.
He was alone there "in panic", while Zheng Quchi was also thinking wildly, but they were on different channels.
One is a romance channel, and the other is a Machiavellian channel.
She thought that Gongshu was here, if not to interrogate her about Yu Wensheng, but to monitor her in case she took the opportunity to escape... Anyway, it couldn't be because he was worried about her and had no intention of sleeping in the middle of the night, so he came to guard her. Her?
The way he looked at her gradually became tender and pitiful, while the way she looked at him gradually became conspiratorial and wary.
There was something wrong with the way he was staring at her... Zheng Quchi frowned slightly and lowered his gaze slightly. At this time, she didn't know which nerve in her brain suddenly exerted force. Her brain suddenly became enlightened, just like a wick suddenly It exploded, and the splashing sparks suddenly illuminated her misty eyes.
She opened her eyes slightly and realized something inexplicably.
Zheng, Zheng.
"Well... everyone, Gongshu, I wonder when you plan to return to Beiyuan Kingdom?" Zheng Quchi suddenly asked him seriously.
"..."
When Gongshu Jiruo saw her, she was like a body made of steel and cement. One second she was "sad", and the next second she immediately cheered up.
And the words of comfort that he had managed to organize and that he was about to pour out were all "dead in the womb" before they had time to take effect.
He took a deep breath and replied to her: "The original plan was to take place two days after the end of the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild. Why do you ask like this?"
Zheng Quchi hurriedly and diligently stepped forward, pulled him down to sit down and talked, and poured him a cup of warm tea and brought it to him.
"As for me, I just thought about it in the room. You said that Ye country is in danger now. I am a weak woman with no martial arts skills, no money and no power, so I can't help. If the enemy army really comes to attack me, I will definitely The end will be miserable, so...can I follow you to Beiyuan Country?"
She tried hard to look sincere and not like she was lying.
It is said that only by trying not to dodge the scrutiny of others can such lies appear true.
Therefore, she opened her shining eyes wide and followed Gong Suiruo's gaze. She would chase him wherever he hid, never letting him have any doubts.
Little did she know that Gongshu Jiruo now had no time to doubt her motives. He had long been confused by her "provocative" pursuit. Just to keep his iceberg image from collapsing, he would It has been extremely strenuous.
He unconsciously lifted the cup of cold tea to his lips and repeated it as if he didn't believe it: "You... want to go back to Beiyuan Kingdom with me?"
Zheng Quchi nodded to him.
Nonsense, if she doesn't go with him, they won't let her go. What's more, the abbot Miku didn't know when his psychology became abnormal. He has been eyeing her to stay as a monk. Rather than being harmed by him, she would be better off. He offered to follow Gongshu and leave.
This is called turning passivity into initiative.
"Yes, the sooner the better." She quickly added.
The main reason is that she doesn't know the specific time, and if she delays for a long time, she might be afraid that things will change.
Gongshu drank a cup of herbal tea, and the cool feeling in his heart made him calm down to some extent. He looked at her and confirmed to her seriously again: "Do you really think so?"
When it's fake.
She would suddenly change her attitude just because she had just made a bold guess, oh, no, it should be Fu Zhixin's guess. But no matter whether the last guess was correct or not, she had to leave the Wujue Temple, which was like a cage on the top of the mountain.
If you don't believe it even if you know Gongshu, she seemed to be indifferent before, but she figured it out after returning to the room. This is quite unreasonable.
So, following the original plan, she started acting.
Folding his hands together and pinching them tightly, Zheng Quchi's expression gradually became depressed and sad: "You're right, I cried just now. I'm just pretending to be strong. Although I don't want to admit it, I'm done after being used by them." Abandonment…I’m sad.”
Gongshu was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that she was about to hurt him, he frowned and stretched out his hand, but as soon as he raised his hand, he saw her standing up suddenly and slamming her palms on the edge of the table.
"So, I don't want to go back to Ye Country, and I don't want to see Yu Wensheng and the others again. I want to stay away from that sad place and do it all over again... no, I want to do it all over again, and Ye Country is a holy land that craftsmen dream of. I didn't have this opportunity before. , but this time I really want to go and see it.”
She finished speaking indignantly, but when she saw Gongshu Jiruo's blank look on her face, she blinked her eyes and suddenly remembered that she was playing the role of a resentful woman, not a declaration of joining the party. There was no need to be so impassioned and impassioned. Sonorous and powerful...
He pursed his lower lip and silently curled up the hand raised in the air into a fist and clenched it back.
"It's good that you think so..."
It's just that you become strong too quickly, and within a second of being "sad", a thick shield is built up, making it impossible for people to find a gap to comfort (to take advantage of).
Be soft, be soft, don't be so hard, Zheng Quchi!
Zheng Quchi tried his best to hold back his expression, trying to hold back Xunran's pitiful energy, but after holding it in for a long time, there was no physical pain bonus, and it really couldn't create a gray atmosphere of sadness and resentment...
She is also very powerless towards her concrete heart.
She sat down again, placed her hands on her legs politely, lowered her head and lowered her eyes.
She was wrong. The resentful woman and the steely science girl were two completely different species. She could not learn the essence of the key points if she wanted to learn them. The key points of the TV series were hatred in resentment, tears in hatred, and hurt feelings in tears... She understands them all, but how to perform them?
In order to make up a reason that was enough to convince Gongshu Jiruo, she could only mix half the truth with falsehoods and tell a fact-based reason.
She said dryly: "Besides, the public loser still owes me a promise. I haven't thought of doing anything with it for the moment. Naturally, I have to follow you so that I can fulfill it at any time."
Gongshu saw her change from a "warrior" to a "little daughter-in-law". After all this, she could still be so energetic. Even if her heartache was too shallow, it at least meant that Yu Wensheng was nothing more in her mind. That’s all.
He didn't care whether the words she said were true or false, he could listen to them all as the truth.
"When the matter at Wujue Temple comes to an end, I will take you away together with your brother and sister. I will also send people to take them to Beiyuan Kingdom to reunite with you. You don't have to worry about anything else, as long as you are willing Follow me, and I will take care of all obstacles ahead.”
Hearing this, Zheng Quchi didn't know how to react for a while: "...You are really thoughtful."
She was so thoughtful, he was clearly planning to kill her right away!
He looked out the window and saw the dark night, as if endless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky. He ended the topic and only said: "It is late at night. You should be tired too. Go and rest first."
She was indeed tired.
So many things happened in one day, and her body was not really strong. At this point in time, she naturally began to feel sleepy, relying solely on her willpower to sustain her.
What?
Can't sleep?
does not exist.
She just wanted to stop thinking and scare herself, so that she could rest and recuperate no matter what.
"What about you?" she asked.
He said: "I will sit here and wait until you fall asleep, then I will leave."
Zheng Quchi was startled: "...Why?"
"No reason, I just want to sit here for a while and won't do anything. You can sleep peacefully."
Although he didn't say it clearly, Zheng Quchi could hear the meaning of "protection". Her current status was embarrassing and special, and there was no guarantee that she wouldn't be attacked by someone with intentions at night...
She was aware of her current difficult situation, so she had no intention of rejecting him. After climbing into bed, she lowered the white gauze curtain hanging on the head of the bed.
She lay on her side on the bed, looking at Gong Shu Jiruo who was sitting upright at the table with her pillow arms. His posture was as tall and straight as a rock and a green mountain. He always had a kind of aristocratic demeanor that made people sigh...
The candlelight flickered and dimmed due to the wind blowing by the window, and her vision also swayed and blurred...
His shoulders seemed to be cut into shape, and his waist seemed to be straight. Looking at his figure at night, he seemed to be quite ecstatic...
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, her head slowly tilted into the crook of her arms, and she quietly fell asleep.
Gongshu Jiruo turned his head and saw through the thin layer of curtains that she was sleeping peacefully and was not haunted by nightmares, so he stood up.
He moved to the door, then turned around and closed the door gently. There was no harsh sound during the process, and the whole process was soft and quiet.
Miku stood under the eaves. Seeing Gongshu Jiruo's series of actions, he couldn't help but mocked: "You have been holding on until now, and you are finally willing to give up?"
"Keep your voice down." Gongshu Jiruo said with a frown.
Painfully choked.
He passed Mi Ku and walked out of the hospital. Mi Ku glanced at "Zheng Qing's" room and followed him.
It's quiet late at night and everything is silent.
The two of them walked side by side in the swaying bamboo forest, bathed in the brilliance of the cold moon. Along the way, only the light of the stars and moon gifted by nature fell from the sparse and slender leaves, lengthening the shadows and illuminating the road ahead.
Mi Ku moved the rosary slowly in his hand. At this moment, his mood was much calmer. He asked: "If the public loses, what are your plans?"
He called him by his full name as soon as he opened his mouth, which meant that Miku was asking him extremely seriously.
Gongshu Jiruo did not beat around the bush and said bluntly: "I want to take her away."
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Mi Ku immediately turned cold and said decisively: "No, he must stay!"
When Gongshu stopped walking, he met Mi Ku's eyes: "I said, I want to take her away."
At this moment of suffering, I felt as if I was wandering in the biting cold wind, freezing to the bone.
He clutched the rosary beads so hard that he almost crushed them.
"For Zheng Qing, you are not willing to make an enemy of a poor monk?"
Gongshu Jiruo remained silent for a moment, then sighed: "Miku, her presence or absence will not affect the final battle between Julu Kingdom and Ye Kingdom..."
Miku interrupted coldly: "The shadow does not affect it, not because of what you think, but because of what the poor monk thinks."
"Then I also want to ask..." Gongshu Jiruo's eyes were as clear as glass and there was no trace of warmth at all. He said lightly: "Miku, do you not hesitate to be my enemy?"
Miku's eyes suddenly suffocated when he heard this, and he took a step back dejectedly as if he had been hit.
The weight of this sentence exceeded all his expectations. It was undoubtedly Gongshu's intention to use Gongshu's influence in Ye country to become his enemy...
Mi Ku murmured in disbelief: "She is too dangerous..."
Gongshu Jiruo said: "I will stay for a few days to help you capture Yu Wensheng and others, but when everything settles, I will take her back to Ye Kingdom."
"no--"
call out--
It has been a cold day for several days, thousands of miles covered with ice, and the air seems to be solidifying into a world of ice and snow.
When Mi Ku came to his senses, he stared at the cold light approaching his pupils with wide eyes, and saw that more than a dozen sharp murderous throat-sealing weapons had been aimed at his vitals.
The wind in the bamboo forest was blowing violently, and the rustling was stirring. It seemed that something more dangerous was temporarily suppressed in the darkness.
The monks who had been quietly following behind heard the noise and hurriedly ran closer. They raised their sticks and glared at Gongshu.
"Gongshu everyone, let go of the abbot quickly!"
Gongshu Jiruo said to Mi Ku: "Although Wujue Temple belongs to you, you may have forgotten who built it."
(End of chapter)
