Jiuji was first internally injured by the backlash, and today she over-exhausted her spiritual power for Li Ling's cure. At this moment, she was just holding on and waiting for him to finish the process after he injured her face.
Now, seeing that he didn't leave, she walked forward and sat down.
The shadows of the trees in the courtyard fluttered on the man's dark green brocade robe, and the gentle breeze blew the hem of his clothes. He seemed to be in a dark bamboo, so quiet that it was difficult to see through.
Jiuji: "..."
What on earth does he want to do?
She waited patiently, not wanting him to lower his head, and remained silent for a while, until Jiuji couldn't bear it any longer, and then she slowly spoke.
"Did you send Mother Liu away?"
Jiuji:?
After waiting for a long time, he just said this?
"Yeah." Jiuji was afraid that he would have to be silent for a long time before saying anything, so she took the initiative to add something.
"Mama Liu is really domineering, and I am really not good at controlling her. She is old, so she might as well go back to her hometown to take care of herself."
When she spoke, her expression was calm and magnanimous. There was no anger between her brows, but a look of indifference.
Zhong Heqing paused slightly.
As expected, she was different from the Miss Tang he originally thought...
At this moment, the smell of rice faintly wafted from the back room. At noon, the several Taoist priests invited were all practitioners. They only ate one meal a day and left after seeing that Li Ling's condition was stable.
Zhong Heqing smelled the aroma of rice and suddenly spoke.
"Shall I turn on the stove and make some delicious food?"
Unexpectedly, after he said this, she looked over with wide eyes,
"You want to stay and have dinner with me?"
Zhong Heqing became more and more embarrassed under her surprise, but he nodded.
"Yeah. Is there anything you want to eat?"
But after he finished speaking, she stared blankly and stopped talking.
The next breath, she suddenly stood up, Zhong Heqing also stood up, but heard her say.
"I'm not hungry right now. I just want to sleep for a while. Why don't you go eat somewhere else."
The man was stunned, but she personally walked all the way to the door and sent him out.
"I'll take a break first and talk about it later if I have anything else to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked shut.
The shadows of the trees were mottled all over the ground, and Zhong Heqing was locked out.
He froze.
Until Guanxing hurriedly ran over and said that several Taoist priests had left and was just waiting for the girl from Fuyuan to wake up, while looking him up and down.
"Mr. Sir, you... were kicked out by your wife?"
Hurry... is it so obvious?
The man's eyes were like the setting sun, falling along the crack of the closed door.
He stopped talking.
Stargazing just wanted to take back the stupid words he just said.
But if you speak out, the water will be thrown out the same on everyone.
The wrong things you have done cannot be wiped away as easily as morning dew on the blades of grass.
Gazing at the stars, I saw my husband standing silently in the lady's porch.
The door was closed tightly and did not move. After a while, he lowered his head and left the door.
Guanxing hurriedly followed behind, hating himself for being so mean, but couldn't help but try to make up for it.
"Mr. Sir, please don't listen to me. It's understandable for my wife to be angry. After all, it's what you did before. Although we are husband and wife, we are like enemies. Who else wouldn't be angry..."
Before he finished speaking, Guan Xing saw his husband's steps stagnant, and his entire face fell into the shadows under the wall.
"Oh no!"
Guanxing hit his mouth hard, "What I mean is that there must be a process for a lady to get rid of her anger. How can she get rid of her anger all at once? But, it won't take long!"
He said this and saw that Lang Jun's gloomy expression softened a little, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said again.
"Maybe after three or five years, the lady will calm down..."
Stargazing covered his mouth before he finished speaking.
Help, what is he talking about? !
"Mr. Sir, please don't listen to this slave's nonsense. I didn't say you deserved it, nor did I say that my wife is tired of you... Oh, I just..."
This time he didn't have to interrupt himself.
Zhong Heqing had already walked to the study door.
His voice was as low as being soaked in the autumn water of a mountain stream.
"I know everything."
He whispered these five words and locked himself in the study.
The talk of stargazing stopped outside the study room.
The entire study was like a box that had closed itself from the inside. Gao Xing scratched his head at the door and tried to ask a few questions about tea and meals, but there was no response from inside.
For a whole afternoon, the study door was not even opened a crack.
Seeing the sun setting, the courtyard dimming into night, candles lit in the study, I couldn't help but stargazing.
"Are you tired, Mr. Lang, after working for a long time?"
"It's windy right now, would you like to go out for a walk?"
"My servant asked me to make your favorite light side dish porridge on the stove. Can you use some of it?"
... ...
But after he asked for a long time, only three words came from the study.
"No."
*
In the dark alley late at night, there seemed to be something hidden in the darkness that no one could see clearly, so I picked up the oil lamp and shined it into the dark alley.
Suddenly, a pair of red eyes appeared in the darkness!
With a scream, the oil lamp fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled out.
The lights are still on, illuminating the dark alley——
Lying in a pool of blood was an old man covered in flesh and blood, and lying on top of the old man was a strong "man".
A sudden gust of wind blew up from the ground, and fallen leaves came from nowhere and swirled up from the alley.
The "man" suddenly turned his head to look. There were long hairs under his scarlet eyes, and his fangs were white and sharp under his protruding kiss.
... ...
Jiuji woke up immediately.
What was she dreaming about?
Jiuji sat up and lifted the bed curtain.
I thought that if I slept from noon to evening, I would be able to recover a lot, but when I looked outside, I saw that the sky outside seemed to be bright.
Did she sleep until the next morning?
The morning air seemed to be calmed by well water. Jiuji got out of bed and poured herself some tea. As soon as there was some movement, Lady Jin came in from outside and asked.
"Is the lady awake?"
Jiu Ji responded and suddenly heard Mrs. Jin talking to someone else.
"Mr. Lang, my wife just woke up."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lady Jin opened the door.
Jiuji turned her head and looked outside the room, thinking for a moment that she was still in a dream.
The man was still wearing the dark blue brocade robe from yesterday, and his whole body was like this brocade robe, like a starless and moonless night sky, with only a few dim lights.
"Have you been sleeping since noon yesterday until now?"
"...Hmm." Jiuji nodded cautiously.
She didn't expect that Zhong Shaoqing wouldn't be suspicious if she slept for so long, right?
Jiuji was thinking about whether to change her story and say she woke up for a while, but she heard him turn around and call Lady Jin.
"Go and invite the doctor over again."
Invite the doctor again?
How can a mortal be mobilized like this for a minor injury?
Jiuji couldn't help but ask, "My little injury is nothing, right? Do I really need to torment the doctor repeatedly?"
After she asked this question, she saw that the man's expression was slightly stiff, the wind was winding around the beams and stopped, and the air was slightly stagnant.
There was an indescribable embarrassment in the atmosphere, but the golden lady intervened at the right time.
She said to Jiuji, "Mr. Cai came over just now and asked if you were awake. I heard that you had slept for too long, so I said that I wanted to invite the doctor."
But this made Jiu Ji even more surprised.
Isn't he sleeping in the front yard? He came to her door before dawn. Is it because Dali Temple doesn't need to solve the case today, so it's time to take a rest?
She blinked and looked at him twice.
Her eyes almost revealed everything she was thinking.
Zhong Heqing pursed her lips slightly at her expression.
"Isn't it really important?" he asked.
She waved her hand, "I have nothing to do, you can go about your business."
There is no retention, and I don’t even want to see him.
Zhong Heqing also understood her meaning this time.
He suddenly thought of what he said about stargazing yesterday:
"I didn't say you deserved it, nor did I say that my wife is tired of you... Oh, I just..."
Just told the truth.
Zhong Heqing took one last look at the person in the room and saw that she was drinking tea by herself and her face was calm and did not look like she was sick, so he had no choice but to nod.
If she didn't want to be disturbed by him, then he would retreat farther away, or further away.
But as soon as he took a step, a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Wait a minute."
The man took steps back immediately.
"What's wrong?"
He turned to look at her.
The sun jumped out from the mountains to the east, passed through the clouds, and shone through the window on her scattered black hair.
Her black hair was shining, and she tilted her head slightly.
"I have something to ask you."
... ...
Jiuji doesn't dream much, or she may have dreamed but she doesn't remember it at all.
But the dream just now was as if she had seen it with her own eyes, extremely clear and vivid.
The scene in the dream was not something she had seen with her own eyes, or it seemed to have nothing to do with her, but Jiuji suddenly thought of the girl who threw her into the well yesterday.
She told Zhong Heqing the content of the dream.
"...If I'm not mistaken, this is what the girl from Fuyuan saw, right?"
The morning sunlight reaches your feet, shining brightly from the bluestone slabs.
Zhong Heqing's eyes were dazzled by the light.
He has been trying to revive the witness these days so that he can know exactly what she saw at that time.
I didn't expect to find out in this way.
Zhong Heqing was not so sure yet and looked at Jiu Ji in surprise.
Naturally, Jiu Ji couldn't explain it. When she was performing the solution to the soul-leaving syndrome for witnesses underground, she came into contact with the soul, which caused Jiu Ji to dream of things that did not belong to her. She could only borrow Tang Yirao's Yin-recruiting physique.
"...Maybe I have a strange fate and I accidentally got it."
For civet cats, dreams have some mysterious meanings.
The eighth sister is the best at interpreting dreams. She once said that if you dream of someone else's dream, it means that you are actually in the dream.
Perhaps the key to stealing the weasel jade lies in this matter!
Jiuji put all this into context with Tang Yirao's physique.
"...The old Taoist priest next to me said that I have a strange physique. I can't ignore it when I dream, otherwise I will keep pestering me."
After she finished speaking, she picked up the tea brought by Lady Jin, took a sip, and secretly watched the reaction of the man next to her from the edge of the tea bowl lid.
He said nothing, just nodded.
Jiuji felt relieved, withdrew her gaze and continued drinking tea.
But after she withdrew her gaze, the man glanced at her quietly without leaving any trace.
