The rain passes over the mountains, and the clouds gather the sunshine.
It rained without warning in the middle of the night yesterday, with torrential rain and bursts of thunder. It cleared up the next day and the sky was blue.
"Meow~~~~"
"Meow~~~~"
"Meow meow meow~~~~"
The meowing sound of a milky cat sounded in the house.
The light from the window jumped into the room through the gap, and fell mischievously on Qishan's thick and slender eyelashes. A small light-colored tiger-spotted civet cat, no bigger than an adult's hand, meowed. It was too young and its limbs did not have enough strength to support it for a long journey.
It didn't know when it woke up from the pillow in the bamboo basket and stumbled to the pillow. It stared in fascination, then raised its front paws to push the "obstacle" blocking its way forward.
The "obstacle" cannot be pushed and is still soft.
It used both claws together, and with great effort, it climbed half of its body onto the face of the "obstacle". Perhaps out of curiosity, it stretched out its tongue and licked it again and again. The touch was gentle and slightly itchy, as if it felt the "obstacle" trapped in the nightmare.
The eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the eyelashes trembled slightly. With the joint efforts of the cat and the sun, the "obstacle" showed signs of waking up.
Qi Shan felt like he had had a very long nightmare.
When I woke up, I couldn't remember the content of the dream, but the extremely dark and suffocating feeling always lingered in my mind and couldn't go away.
He tried his best to break free from the shackles of the nightmare and suddenly opened his eyes. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up I couldn't adapt to the bright morning light outside, and my eyes began to overflow with physiological mist uncontrollably.
He closed his eyes and calmed down, waiting for the discomfort to subside.
As the sensations returned one by one, he also felt that his throat was itchy, and there were bursts of tearing sensations in his chest. He frowned and suppressed the overwhelming sweetness in his throat.
"Cough cough cough——"
"Meow~~~"
Because of Qishan's tilted head, Mao'er's previous efforts were in vain, and he whimpered as if he was wronged. He opened his clear water-green eyes and looked at the "behemoth" that was so close. Qi Shan stopped coughing suddenly and turned his head in disbelief.
Two pairs of eyes, one black and one green, met at close range.
The tip of Qi Shan's nose can also touch the soft cat on the cat's body.
"How did you-"
He bent his right elbow to support the bed, slowly sat up with his upper body, held the cat on the quilt with his hand, and looked up at the familiar environment. Only then did I realize there was another person in the house. Shen Xiaolangjun held the long sword in his arms and rested against the door, tilting his head slightly.
She slept peacefully and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
But as soon as Qi Shan looked over, she woke up.
"Yuanliang, are you awake?" Shen Tang got up and put away the Mother Sword, yawned lazily, raised his hand to rub the remaining sleep from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go to the East Kitchen to serve you something. Come with the food, drink the medicine after eating, and then sleep for a while..."
Qishan stroked the cat's fur with his palms.
As soon as he woke up, he remembered the scene before coma.
Only the little guy in the palm of his hand could make him feel more stable. The most angry and shocked stage was probably over. Now that he thought about the news, although he was still uncomfortable and heartbroken, he didn't have the urge to kill Zheng Qiao's ten tribes. .
"Shen Xiaolangjun, this is..."
Shen Tang was also confused, thinking that Qi Shan was asking why he was sleeping with his sword in his arms, so he explained: "Didn't I offend Gu Chi so much yesterday? I was worried that he would send a killer overnight to kill me in case he was so cautious. Just in case you sleep with your sword in your arms."
Qi Shan said: "That's not what I'm asking."
""What about this cat? Shen Tang saw the cat on his palm and thought he was finally connected to the correct channel. He explained, "Because the way you vomited blood and passed out last night was so scary. I didn't know when you would wake up, so I was worried that it would delay you." The chosen zodiac is an auspicious day. So, early in the morning, I took the 'betrothal gift' you gave to your slave slave to your door to 'betrothal'. Yuanliang, you don't even care about this with me, are you? Who is going to 'betrothal' 'It's different. Anyway, the Cat Bride was brought back to you, right?"
Qishan: "..."
Shen Xiaolangjun's focus always led him astray, and the remaining pain in his heart had also dissipated by 70 to 80%, and he was still more helpless and amused. He had no choice but to "strike first" to prevent Shen Tang from saying another long paragraph: "Are you staying here all the time?"
What he wants to ask is whether Shen Xiaolangjun has been guarding like this?
Shen Tang told the truth: "It's not always. I took a shift with Mr. Wuhui and went to the morning market to buy some breakfast."
Qishan: "..."
While he was in a daze, Shen Tang brought over the medicine and minced meat porridge. There is still leftover minced meat porridge that Chu Yao made last night, and it is kept in the east kitchen to warm. Qishan's current physical condition is not very good, and his gastrointestinal condition is not good, so he can only eat something that is easy to digest and nutritious.
Qishan didn't say much. He thanked her in a low voice, raised his brows, and drank a whole bowl of bitter medicine in one go.
"I didn't expect your health to be so bad..."
Last night I was so angry that I vomited blood and was so angry that I felt like a gossamer.
Shen Tang was worried that he would lose his breath without even seeing it. Fortunately, his breath gradually returned to strength in the morning, so she felt relieved to go out and have some breakfast. It was also the first time she realized that people could actually be angered to death...
Qi Shan said: "Actually, it's not bad."
"You lie without blushing."
Qishan explained with a wry smile: "Shan's health is not bad, but the burden brought by the scribe's way is too great, so he will inevitably become weaker."
The sword on his waist is really not a decoration. Although his force is not as good as the drunken Shen Tang who can kill everyone, he doesn't have much pressure to deal with ordinary three or five big men. This coma is really an exception.
"Have you used your scribe's ways?"
Qishan said: "There are no hidden dangers left in the past."
Shen Tang: "Before?"
Qishan smiled and said, "Kill the Lord."
Each time, it was the Lord of Allegiance who broke the promise first, and Qishan was fine. However, the literary energy required for the backlash came from his side, which would be more or less a burden. Once or twice is no problem, but once it happens more often, he will naturally feel more pressure.
Shen Tang: "...can your body recover?"
Qishan smiled and said, "You can support me if you can. Either live in seclusion for a few years or go to a lord who won't break your promise easily."
Shen Tang patted him on the shoulder with a heavy expression: "Then you should cultivate yourself for a few years. The world is so chaotic that you can't calm down for a while. You can leave the mountain anytime. Listen to me, the body is the biggest revolution Capital. Also, don’t be angry in the future. If Zheng Qiao behaves like this, not only the survivors of the Xin Kingdom will be forced to rebel, but sooner or later the people of the Geng Kingdom will not be able to tolerate his atrocities..."
What's the point of wasting money if you don't have capital?
the most important is--
Although Qi Shan did not go into details, judging from his understatement, he probably killed more than one boss by "killing his boss" over the years. His way of being a scribe is also overbearing. The next boss should keep his eyes open and make a choice carefully.
For his body and for the boss's life.
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Qishan: "..."
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