Hearing these words, the two astonished faces, one disdainful and the other casual, both let out a groan.
Han Changmu's face darkened. The tacit understanding between the two of them made him feel stuck in his throat. He felt that if things continued like this, the situation would be very bad for him. He looked back with a dark face and added: "It's not that I deliberately concealed it. It's actually a matter of fact." It's a very important matter, I will give you an explanation after discussing it with Master Yuan."
Yao Yao hurriedly waved his hand and said with sincere eyes: "No, please don't. The more you know, the faster you will die. You must not tell Beizhi so much. Beizi still wants to live a few more years."
"Yes, I'll live longer than a tortoise." Bao Cheng added with a smile, his smile was casual and innocent, like a fool without any scheming, with a heartless look on his face.
Han Changmu was so angry with these two pieces of information that he had a headache. He couldn't tell whether Yao Yao's sincerity and Bao Cheng's innocence were real or fake. He just felt his forehead twitching. He was silent, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked at them with burning eyes. Yao Yao said: "A Yao, you are seriously injured this time. You must take good care of yourself and not be careless."
Yao Yao frowned slightly when she heard this, and before Han Changmu finished speaking, she impatiently said: "Your Majesty is absolutely right. I am about to take a few days off from your humble position to recuperate in Jingzhao Mansion."
Han Changmu was stunned. That's not what he meant. Why was he blocked back before he could talk about the business?
He was extremely patient and advised earnestly: "The government office in Jingzhao is simple and simple, and the food is cooked by the public kitchen. It is inevitable that it will be rough and make do, and it will not help you recover. You might as well move to my house. Sister Liu has a fever again." A good soup is the best for you to stay and recuperate temporarily."
Yao Yao met Han Changmu's hot eyes. How could she not understand what he meant? Although she had stayed at Han Mansion several times before, it was because she was busy with official business and had no choice but to stay temporarily to recuperate this time. It was completely different. The two things have very different meanings.
Although she has a modern heart and is not old-fashioned and conservative, she does as the Romans do. The Dajing Dynasty valued a girl's reputation, so of course she had to care about it.
Since she was determined to draw a clear line with Han Changmu, how could she openly live in his house to recuperate, leaving a clue for outsiders to catch her?
She turned to look at Bao Cheng and said with a smile: "No need, Brother Bao has special poison-removing medicine and blood-nourishing medicine, which are more effective than any nourishing soup."
Han Changmu's face darkened, and his unkind eyes fell on Bao Cheng.
When did the two of them become so familiar and call each other Big Brother Bao?
Bao Cheng was also stunned by the shout of Brother Bao. He raised his eyes innocently and faced Han Changmu with a gloomy expression.
He is innocent, he doesn't know, he doesn't know anything.
Seeing Han Changmu's face so gloomy that it made it rain, a chill ran down his spine, his ears trembled three times for no reason, and he turned to look at Yao Yao, eagerly hoping that she could say something for him.
Unexpectedly, Yao Yao not only did not speak, but also looked back at him with pitiful eyes.
He suddenly understood that Yao Yao didn't want to have anything to do with Han Changmu, so he used him as a shield. He frowned and said shamelessly: "Yes, our Qi Sect's elixirs are hard to find in the world. Prince Would you like some too?"
Han Changmu grinded his teeth and said coldly: "No need, I'm not sick."
While he was talking, He Denglou came in with porridge. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed
There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the side hall. He put the porridge in Han Changmu's hand without knowing why, and said politely: "Please use it, my lord."
Han Changmu stirred the porridge with a porcelain spoon, and saw that the clear soup in the bowl was so clear that people could almost be seen in it. There were more rice grains in the water than in this bowl of porridge. As for the shredded chicken, there were even more. Not even a shadow was seen.
He raised his eyes and looked at the bowl of porridge in Yao Yao's hand, and couldn't help but click his tongue. It's really hard for him to climb up the stairs and filter out such a bowl of clear water from such a thick bowl of porridge without even a trace of shredded chicken. Without.
He laughed at himself and dropped the porcelain spoon into the water. It made a very cold and crisp clang.
He clapped his hands with a thin smile, like autumn frost stained through clouds and mist. He seemed to be without anger, but it made people feel cold for no reason: "Okay, in that case, I will allow Yao to join the army for three days' leave. After three days , Yao Junjun must go to the Department of Internal Security on time to report for duty."
Yao Yao ignored Han Changmu's hidden glare and curled his lips with a smile: "Thank you very much, sir."
After saying that, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the posture, Han Changmu was angry and would soon be angry. Naturally, he would not ask her how she saved her life.
It's best not to ask. If you ask her, you'll have to make up lies. If you make up one lie, you'll have to make up ten lies to cover it up. It's too tiring.
She immediately made a gesture of sending Han Changmu off, looking quite happy.
Han Changmu almost lost his temper when he saw Yao Yao's happy face. He nodded with a helpless expression. An unknown fire exploded in his heart. He pressed it again and again, nodded slightly, and walked out.
As soon as he walked to the door, he immersed one foot into the thick night, the winter left quietly, and the early spring night wind was still a bit chilly, which made his anger dissipate in an instant.
He suddenly turned back and looked straight at Yao Yao, his eyes motionless: "A Yao, that Gu insect is so powerful. Your flesh and blood were probably devoured. How did you survive?"
Yao Yao's heart dropped, he finally came.
She had already thought about her words, and started talking nonsense calmly: "Beizhi was having dinner at Xuji Restaurant. As soon as the food was served, Beizhi felt severe bone pain all over his body, and his actions were out of control. , then Beizhi remembered what Brother Bao once said about the symptoms of people who have been poisoned. He tried his best to leave a message, and ran all the way to Pingkangfang and fainted. As for why he did not die, Beizhi was puzzled. Maybe It’s because he did a lot of good deeds in his humble duties, accumulated virtues and performed good deeds, and God favored him, that he was lucky enough to escape death.”
When she said these words, her almond-shaped eyes were smiling like crescent moons, filled with clear water, and there seemed to be no concealment or lies at all.
After saying that, she held herself down, bowed deeply to Han Changmu, and said with a respectful smile: "Of course, to escape from death in a humble job, in addition to God's blessing, it also depends on the timely arrival of the adults, otherwise the humble job will not be able to survive now. It is definitely a corpse already. I am deeply grateful to you for saving my life, and I will never forget it."
Thick ink-like darkness looms over the courtyard in layers, and the human heart is hidden in that unfathomable darkness, with the moonlight and stars barely shining even half of it.
Han Changmu didn't believe a word of what he said just now, no, not half a word, but Yao Yao was like a slippery fish, he spoke with high-sounding words and couldn't find any flaws at all, knowing that there was no flaw in these words. The words were true, but he couldn't resist
barge.
He gave a thin sneer, which was colder than the wind on a cold night: "Really?"
"Yes, yes." Yao Yao wore a sincere smile, nodded heavily, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Sir, a humble person can learn from the sun and the moon about his sincerity."
Han Changmu's body swayed. He couldn't stay in this place for a moment. He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood and die on the spot.
Just as he was walking out quickly, someone came up behind him and shouted sincerely: "Sir, have some porridge before you leave. This is He Denggou's wish."
Han Changmu's body shook even more violently. He walked faster and faster, and became more and more panicked. When he finally rushed out of the government office gate, he seemed to be running away.
Jin Yu, who was sitting on the car's shaft, was startled when he saw Han Changmu walking out with a pale face and covering his heart. He jumped out of the car and helped Han Changmu, and asked urgently: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Isn't that right? Is it Yao Canjun who poisoned you? Why do you look so ugly?"
Han Changmu waved his hand: "Nothing, let's go."
Jin Yu exclaimed, helped Han Changmu get into the car, turned around and said, "Sir, Mr. He and his people are waiting for you at the mansion."
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, thinking that He Zhenfu's movements were quite neat and he found someone so quickly. He leaned tiredly against the car wall, rubbed his brows, and said softly through the car curtain: "Then let's go back home. ."
The wheels rolled over the bluestone road, and the grunting sound dissipated faintly in the winding alley.
The moonlight was hazy, appearing and disappearing, and the deep black night pressed down heavily, extremely low.
He Denglou looked at the empty hall door and asked hesitantly: "Boss Yao, do you think Major Ambassador Han will hold a grudge against me?"
Yao Yao shook the porridge bowl and saw the shattered faces reflected in the clear soup. She sighed faintly: "Ah Lou, you are too stingy. You might as well get some meat."
He Denglu chuckled, poured the clear soup and water out of the bowl, turned around and asked with a smile: "Boss Yao, there is still more in the pot, can I bring another bowl?"
Yao Yao nodded.
Seeing He Dengglou doing nothing and going to serve the porridge with a smile, Bao Cheng suddenly came back to his senses and thought of what he had just done. He stood up in a cold sweat and asked Yao Yao tremblingly: "Ah Yao, he can't kill me."
Yao Yao glanced at Bao Cheng, lowered his eyes and said: "It's not possible to kill him, but he may be disabled."
Bao Cheng suddenly fell back and patted his thigh with tears in his eyes: "You have tricked me to death, I haven't lived enough yet."
There was only thunder but no rain, and he was just enjoying howling when he saw He Denglai walking in empty-handed. He was stunned and said in surprise: "Where's the porridge, has it been stolen?"
He Denglou glanced at Bao Cheng, hurriedly walked to Yao Yao, took out a letter from his sleeve, and whispered: "Boss Yao, I don't know when I put it on the stove."
Yao Yao frowned slightly and looked down. Sealing was a unique method of the Bei Ya Forbidden Army, and the four words "Yao Yao Qinqi" were particularly familiar to her.
She shook her hands involuntarily, forced herself to take the letter calmly, and winked at He Denglu.
He Denggou turned his head and saw Bao Cheng stretching his neck, his curious eyes falling on the letter.
