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Taking advantage of the darkness, Feiyun sneaked into Xu Jun's bedroom again.
Xu Jun slept too much during the day and was very energetic at this time.
"This subordinate has met the young master." Feiyun bowed.
"Is the ghost-faced man dead?" Xu Jun asked coldly.
"There is no news, so he is naturally dead." Feiyun answered cautiously.
"It's best to do this. Otherwise, if you ruin my good deeds, I will punish you for incompetence." Xu Jun said harshly.
"Don't worry, young master! So far, no one has survived being hit by a subordinate's three-sided dart!" Feiyun said.
"Has that matter been done?" Xu Jun asked again.
"We're ready, we'll start in two days," Feiyun said.
"Very good." Xu Jun nodded.
"Young Master, can I help you change the medicine for your wound?" Feiyun said.
"No need, there is someone who can change this young master's dressing, and his medical skills are much better than yours." Xu Jun said with a curl of his lips.
Feiyun was stunned for a moment, then said: "This subordinate is just a killer, so how can I talk about medical skills?"
"By the way, we need to put some pressure on Zhenbao Villa. I don't have that much time to waste with them." Xu Jun said.
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The next day.
Xu Jun didn't see anyone for a long time again, and Ji Cangyu was very worried. Every time I ventured to see him, I was blown away by his few words. Why is his father so unpopular with him?
During lunch, Ji Cangyu couldn't help but sigh again when he saw two pairs of bowls and chopsticks placed on the big table.
The attentive Ling'er immediately noticed something was wrong with Ji Cangyu and hurriedly explained: "Zhong Gong and Zhong Long have gone out to do errands and haven't come back yet. I'm afraid they have eaten out."
"Yes. Although Jun'er is not feeling well, why don't we come out for a meal?" Ji Cangyu said sadly.
"Uh... Brother Jun is suffering from an acclimatization syndrome. It's better to stay in the room more and less wind." Ling'er made some nonsense in order to help Xu Jun hide his leg injury.
Ji Cangyu looked at Ling'er suspiciously.
Ling'er's face was slightly red, and she lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Ji Cangyu said to Ji Lie who was standing aside: "You and Yunwen should also come to the table to eat together! Make it more lively."
Ji Lie responded with a smile: "Okay."
With Ji Lie and Ji Yunwen, the dinner table was indeed a lot more lively.
From time to time, Ji Lie would put a piece of food into Ji Yunwen's bowl, and soon there would be a mountain in Ji Yunwen's bowl.
Ji Yunwen looked at the hill in front of him, rolled his eyes, and kept picking up food for Ji Lie.
This situation made Ji Cangyu feel a bit overwhelmed.
Ling'er looked at Ji Lie and his son, then at Uncle Ji, and sighed secretly.
At this moment, Zhong Gong and Zhong Long rushed in.
Zhong Gong said: "Master, we are late! Is there still food?"
Ji Cangyu said gloomily: "Eat it quickly! While it's hot!"
Zhong Gong noticed something was wrong with Ji Cangyu and looked at Ling'er.
Ling'er glanced at the freshly baked hill in Ji Lie's bowl and winked at Zhong Gong.
Zhong Gong understood and hurriedly walked to the other side of Ji Cangyu and sat down.
Zhong Long, on the other hand, sat happily next to Ling'er.
"Master, this is your favorite braised pork!" Zhong Gong picked up the chopsticks and began to show his courtesy.
Only then did a hint of sweetness flow into Ji Cangyu's bitter heart.
Not to be outdone, Zhong Long hurriedly put a piece of roast chicken into Ji Cangyu's bowl and said, "This roast chicken is good, master, give it a try too."
Ji Cangyu looked at the two apprentices who were raised by him, and finally showed a happy smile.
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After lunch, Ling'er sent the cooked Ningshen decoction to Ji Cangyu.
However, Ji Cangyu was not in the bedroom.
Ling'er took the decoction and walked towards the main room next to Ji Cangyu's bedroom.
As expected by Ling'er, Ji Cangyu was in the hall looking at the portrait of his late wife in a daze.
"Uncle Ji, the soup is ready. Drink it while it's hot!" Ling'er said softly.
Ji Cangyu took the decoction and drank it in one gulp.
"Ling'er, after drinking your medicine, I slept well these two nights, but..." Ji Cangyu lowered his eyes and said sadly, "But I can't dream about your aunt every night."
Ling'er thought for a while and persuaded softly: "Uncle Ji, isn't my aunt always in your heart?"
Ji Cangyu was stunned for a moment and then said: "Yes! Bi'er has always been in my heart. I don't have that dream again. Doesn't it mean she doesn't blame me anymore?"
Ling'er sighed softly after hearing this.
"But Bi'er doesn't blame me anymore, but Jun'er blames me!" Ji Cangyu said painfully.
Linger hurriedly defended Xu Jun: "How could Brother Jun blame you? He has been feeling unwell these past few days..."
"It's not just a matter of the past few days!" Ji Cangyu interrupted, "I wish I could be as close to Jun'er as an ordinary father and son, but he always tries to avoid my concern."
"You have been separated for so many years, and it is inevitable that you will become unfamiliar with each other." Ling'er said.
"Ling'er, you don't know something. Jun'er sometimes looks at me with resentment in his eyes. He is blaming me!" Ji Cangyu said sadly.
"Brother Jun won't do that!" Ling'er said hurriedly, "What happened in the past was not your fault at all, it was you who was blaming yourself!"
"Jun'er must have suffered a lot in the past and suffered a lot of grievances. He deserves to blame me." Ji Cangyu said with tears streaming down his face.
Ling'er didn't know how to comfort him: "Uncle Ji..."
"He should blame me. I just ask him to give me a chance to make up for it!" Ji Cangyu said sadly, "He can't go out right now, and he is reluctant to go to the house to accompany him, so you go and spend more time with him. Bar!"
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When Liu Bai came to find Ling'er, Ling'er was coming from Xu Jun's place.
Xu Jun's wounds have begun to heal, and he will be able to get out of bed and walk in a few days.
Liu Bai followed Ling'er back to the bedroom and asked hurriedly: "Sister, what will Xu Jun do?"
Ling'er took Liu Bai's hand and said, "Sister Liu Bai, Brother Jun is not a bad person. We have all misunderstood him."
Liu Bai became a little anxious when he heard this, and advised: "Sister, please don't take it lightly! We don't even know Xu Jun's identity yet."
Ling'er thought for a moment before saying, "Actually, there is something I shouldn't have said, but I don't want my sister to continue to misunderstand Brother Jun."
"What's the matter?" Liu Bai asked curiously.
"Didn't I mention yesterday that a man in black with a ghost face saved me? That man was actually Brother Jun!" Ling'er said softly, seeing Liu Bai's shocked expression as she expected.
Liu Bai said in surprise: "How... is this possible?"
Ling'er said: "I didn't expect that if I hadn't seen the injury on Brother Jun's leg..."
"His left leg is also injured?" Seeing Ling'er nodding, Liu Bai continued to ask, "Is his injury the same as that of the man in black with a ghost face?"
"I couldn't see clearly in the darkness the night before. It was probably there!" Ling'er said.
Liu Bai thought to himself: "Brother Qi Yang will definitely not lie to me, that is, this Xu Jun lied to sister Ling'er. What should I do?"
"So I believe that Brother Jun is a good man with a kind heart. He didn't have to care about my life or death that night, but he still saved me." Ling'er said.
"Actually, it would be too arbitrary to prove that Xu Jun is the man in black with the ghost face just based on the leg injury." Liu Bai said.
"Sister, do you think it's a coincidence? How can there be such a coincidence?" Ling'er disagreed, "And Brother Jun does know what happened that night."
Liu Bai thought to himself: "Those men in black are all his men, how could he not know what happened that night?"
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