"By the way, you weren't here just now. Did you know something big happened in the village?" Zhong Gong asked.
"Do you want to talk about the burglary of Aunt Ji's tomb?" Ling'er asked.
Zhong Long stopped his brother and rushed to say: "It seems that you only know one, but not the other. It turns out that Junior Brother Jun is not Master's biological flesh and blood!"
Linger was shocked when he heard this.
"But don't mention this matter casually, especially in front of Master." Zhong Gong reminded.
Ling'er nodded understandingly, knowing that Uncle Ji must be feeling very depressed at this time. But if Xu Jun is not Brother Cheng, that should be a good thing, right? After all, Xu Jun is a member of the Hundred Poison God Cult.
"No, Ling'er, you don't understand. This matter is not that simple." Zhong Gong said with a frown.
Ling'er looked at the water bag in his hand and asked patiently: "What's going on?"
Zhong Gong didn't know how to speak for a moment.
Zhong Long answered on his behalf: "The man who sneaked into Master's wife's tomb was not there to rob the tomb, but to pay homage to Master's wife."
Ling'er interrupted in surprise: "Pay homage to Aunt Ji?"
"Yes. We also found a letter among the unburned paper money. Everyone inferred that he heard the noise and didn't have time to burn the letter when he left in a hurry." Zhong Long continued.
"What was written in the letter?" Ling'er asked worriedly.
"It's probably because I miss my master's wife!" Zhong Long replied.
Ling'er seemed to hear something unusual.
"Junior Brother Jun was mentioned in it... Oops! Let me talk about it!" Zhong Long didn't know how to continue.
"So Xu Jun is Aunt Ji's child, but not Uncle Ji's?" Ling'er guessed.
"Yes, that's what it means!" Zhong Gong nodded.
That means Xu Jun is still Cheng's brother, but Uncle Ji has no heir? Ling'er'e frowned.
"But these are all mentioned in letters, and no one knows the truth." Zhong Gong added.
"Yes! Perhaps as Master believed, that letter was fabricated." Zhong Long agreed.
"Uncle Ji will definitely not doubt Aunt Ji." Ling'er put forward her own idea.
"The relationship between the master and his wife is so good, so naturally he trusts his wife." Zhong Gong said.
"Then what do you think?" Ling'er asked them.
"Of course we also believe in Master. How can a woman who can make Master fall in love with us be an ordinary person? But..." Zhong Long did not continue.
"But what?" Ling'er asked.
"But Junior Brother Jun's appearance... doesn't look like Master at all..." Zhong Long said softly.
Ling'er frowned, this was indeed a big problem.
"Don't mention such words again." Zhong Gong warned Zhong Long.
"I know." Zhong Long nodded.
"Where is Uncle Ji right now? I'm afraid he is very sad, right?" Ling'er asked worriedly.
"Of course Master is sad, but not because of the letter, but because of Junior Brother Jun." Zhong Gong said.
"What happened to Xu Jun?" Ling'er asked.
"He is making noises to leave Miaofeng Villa, saying that this is not his home." Zhong Gong replied.
"At this juncture, he knew how to cause trouble." Zhong Long couldn't help but blame Xu Jun.
Zhong Gong added: "Master is trying every means to persuade Junior Brother Jun to stay."
"Uncle Ji is afraid he won't be able to keep him." Ling'er was not optimistic.
"If you can't keep it, you have to keep it! Master is already old, and he only has such a child under his knees." Zhong Gong sighed helplessly.
"Then you can also help persuade Xu Jun. If he can't be persuaded... just spend more time with Uncle Ji!" Ling'er said.
"What about you?" Zhong Long asked.
"I..." Ling'er didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"What are you doing with the water bag in the middle of the night?" Zhong Gong asked curiously.
Ling'er looked down at the water bag in her hand and exclaimed, "I took it by mistake!" Then she turned around and ran towards the Miao Yuyuan.
Zhong Gong and Zhong Long looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion. However, they did not delve into it further and continued walking towards Miaosiyuan.
Rather than saying that Ling'er took it wrong, it's better to say that it was missed. She originally wanted to bring the baggage she had prepared before to Qi Yang, but after making the soup, she forgot in a hurry and went out directly holding the water bag.
When Linger went to Qi Yang with the decoction, an hour had passed.
Because the acupuncture points were sealed, Qi Yang still sat in the original posture, but closed his eyes, looking very tired.
Ling'er unblocked his acupuncture points distressedly and gently touched his pale handsome face, wanting to wake him up but reluctant to do so.
Fortunately, Qi Yang had been wearing a face covering before, so when he fell down the steep slope, he only had a small scratch on his forehead, and the rest of his face was fine.
Feeling the coldness under her hands, Ling'er became cruel and called softly: "Brother Yang!"
Ling'er called several times, and Qi Yang gradually woke up from his drowsiness.
"Girl is back?" Qi Yang said feebly, his energy obviously not as good as before.
Ling'er quickly took out the water bag, put it to his mouth, and fed him the medicine.
Qi Yang didn't try to be brave anymore, he opened his mouth obediently and drank all the medicine. He didn't even frown at the bitter decoction.
Ling'er knew that he would feel very uncomfortable after drinking the medicine, so she sat next to him and gently held him in her arms.
Sure enough, Qi Yang twitched unbearably, and Ling'er comforted him softly: "Just bear with it and it will be fine... Just bear with it and it will be fine..."
Qi Yang endured the pain and felt funny at the same time. Is Ling'er treating him like a child? However, he felt better because of Ling'er's few whispers.
"Just bear with it and it'll be fine... Why isn't it better yet?" Ling'er suddenly changed her tune, feeling very anxious.
Just as Qi Yang wanted to comfort Ling'er in turn, he felt his energy and blood rising, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood from the side of his head.
"Finally spit out the poisonous blood! It's okay!" Ling'er said happily.
Qi Yang watched Ling'er gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his heartstrings were touched again.
"You must be tired, right? Lie down and rest first, and I will treat your injuries later." After saying that, Ling'er helped Qi Yang lie down on his side, and took out the thin blanket that he had stuffed into his bag when he went out. Cover him up.
Qi Yang was very obedient and did not insist on sitting still as usual. Perhaps he had slowly taken off his disguise in front of Ling'er and started to open his heart to Ling'er.
Qi Yang's poison was cured, and Ling'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She remembered the incredible thing she heard just now, and quickly told Qi Yang: "You must be surprised when I tell you something."
"What's the matter?" Qi Yang asked softly. He intuitively felt that what Ling'er wanted to say was related to Mrs. Ji.
"The thief broke into Aunt Ji's tomb and left a letter, which contained his feelings for Aunt Ji." Ling'er replied.
Qi Yang was indeed surprised.
"What's even more bizarre is that the letter mentioned that Xu Jun is not Uncle Ji's child." Ling'er added.
"Master Ji Zhuang must not believe it, right?" Qi Yang had recovered from the shock.
"Yeah." Ling'er nodded.
"Mrs. Piao Piao's plan to alienate her is too crudely designed." Qi Yang said lightly.
"It turns out this is Mrs. Piao Piao's trick!" Ling'er suddenly realized.
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