Chapter 18: Wang Yan

Chapter Eighteen
Jing Qi flashed his head and quickly reacted, reaching out and shaking slightly in front of Wuxi's eyes, only to discover that he actually just opened his eyes and was not really awake, and his eyes were out of focus. After finishing the sentence called Jing Qi's heartbeat, he tilted his head to the side and lost his mind.
About to dawn, the little sable was sleeping next to Wuxi, but Jing Qi approved a light cyan robe sent by the safe trustee, and his sleepiness disappeared.
Full of white hair-sitting on the Sansheng stone.
He has been wandering in the underworld for hundreds of years and knows the rules. For example, no soul can enter, such as those who pass by him who have drank Meng Po Tang. They have been washed away by the water without understanding. I'll remember how he sits on the Sansheng Stone Bank.
Then Wuxi was born, if it wasn't for ghosts ... it was ecstasy.
Suddenly remembering the place of rebirth, the ecstasy said, "Because of me, I have broken your life, and caused you to reincarnate the world for no reason, and endure the suffering. Now you have nothing to pay for, and you practice everything for your next life" Reversing yin and yang is against heaven, is he really devoting himself to practice?
Jing Qi raised his hand gently, and pointed his fingerbrows with his fingertips, as if there was still a trace of blood stains there. After a while, he returned to his seat and sat next to the bed, looking intricately at the low fever lying there. juvenile.
"Although it is a strong buy and a strong sell, but I still owe you a favor ..." He touched Wuxi's hair lightly, and felt that the creation in this world is really magical, and meeting under Huang Quan can also make him in the vast. Meet again in the crowd.
Jing Qi's wide sleeves fell down, and he scratched on the little marten's eyes. The little marten opened his eyes cautiously. When he saw him, he closed his eyes and formed a wool ball. He arched into his sleeve and fell asleep. Already.
Jing Qi sighed and stretched out his hands to pinch his nose: "I still remember the involvements of past and present life, this life ... this life I try to keep you safe as long as possible." He frowned, fussy. Take a look at Wuxi and let go of your mouth. "A little bunny, you said, if I don't care about you in the future, how long can you live with your donkey temper?"
Wuxi rarely had a fever experience. He just felt that the seams in the bones of the whole body were like pantothenic acid water. He was in a mess and couldn't remember the cause and effect. When the consciousness was a little clear, he felt that there was a person around him. When you are afraid, when you are weak, you are wary of everything around you. You want to open your eyes to see who is there, and you want to gather all the strength in your body to die.
But the man had a particularly good smell. It was light, a little sweet, cool and cool, and had a warm hand on his head, very light and soft.
Wuxi slowly relaxes strangely, it may be burned a little, or his body is too tired, and he has the illusion that it is safe to be with this person, like a small animal from a murderous forest Li went back to the deep hole in the ground like that, you can close your eyes to spend the whole night and have a dream about warmth.
By the time he had completely gone, and awake, it was already when the sky was bright.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a slender palm with the palm facing up. In front of it, the sable was half squeezed into his sleeve, and the blue robe was loosely tied. Jing Qibaan leaned on his bedside, head Crooked aside, a strand of hair fell down, passed under the chin, and fell on the chest to the bed, where the hair ends seemed to flutter slightly with his breath.
Wuxi stayed for a while, as if he had never known this person before. He opened his eyes with a pair of extremely dark eyes and looked at Jingqi carefully.
He thought this person was so good-looking. He thought it was him. He spent the night with him yesterday, thinking about why he was not afraid or escaped when he was assassinated at night.
He thought that this person was the only friend he had met in the whole five years after he arrived in Daqing.
So I couldn't help but smile softly, and closed my eyes gently.
By the time he woke up again, Jing Qi had already left.
Jing Qi leaned for a while, almost woke up to restore some spirit, and then stabbed the little sable with a head in his sleeve, explained to Alai Lai, and went back to the house.
After all, the palace still had some serious matters for him to deal with.
Ping'an greeted him personally, presented the roster of the servants in the house, and told him that all the people had lit up according to the roster, and all gathered in the yard and waited.
Jing Qi glanced at the roster and returned it to Ping An, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and strode forward to the front yard.
When everything is okay, I like the noise of peace and bow my head quietly. He suddenly felt that the moment when Xiao Wang stepped in the door, he seemed to have changed into an individual. The general laziness, like a layer of camouflage, can be easily lifted off.
It's still that face. Naturally, it's hard to say harshly, and sweeping lightly on other people's faces, but it makes people feel cold.
Like a lazy and quiet cat, when he woke up, he suddenly turned into a tiger who looked coldly at its prey. Ping'an Xin said that if the grandfather also looked like this, and borrowed his courage, he would not dare to chatter in front of Xiao Wang.
Jing Qi stood still in front of the crowd, but did not look at them, but just bowed his head slightly, staring at the ground. Ping An immediately moved the lounge chair he usually sat in and asked him to sit down and lean on it.
Jing Qi sat down, slightly tilted Erlang's legs, put his hands on his thighs with a smile, and looked vaguely at the people in the courtyard, and said, "Last night, His Royal Highness called for someone to inform you , Said that the king was outside with the witch boy. "
Ping An whispered: "Yes, His Royal Highness said that the Lord was turning around and instructed the minions to prepare hot water and change clothes, etc., and wait for the Lord to return to serve."
Jing Qi nodded. This is a rule. Needless to say that the palace is an ordinary gentleman in the capital. The owner did not go down without a horse. The reason why he went out by himself was discovered. Yesterday, Hellenda had already brought blame in a few words.
In the aristocratic circles of Daqing, they pay attention to lightness, gentleness, stability, incompetence, and indifference.
Lightness is to be Eguan crown, to be weak, to be soft and weak when speaking, to have a sense of lack of vitality, and to be a gentleman; slowly refer to the noble, and walk slowly. Yes, riding is to walk slowly, this is educated; stable, it means that people with identity, indifferent when things happen, sadness, joy, and anger can not be seen in color, this is a status; also pay attention to the noble family The son cannot practice martial arts, that is the behavior of vulgar savages, and should not be angry and quarrel with others, that is the level of the people in the market.
Of course, the above-mentioned fashions advocating disease plums are actually some songs that specialize in cultivating waste and small white-faced rules that can't be picked by the shoulders or by the hands.
Helianchi handled it in accordance with the methods of the Gongqing family. When she met an aristocratic child without servants outside, she wanted to report peace to her family, to show her concern, and to make her family feel relieved.
Jing Qi drank tea with Ping An's hand, and drank some dry lips: "Hey, what are you all doing here? Why, you want to make money with me?"
The crowd called Ping An to gather here early in the morning, and they didn't know what had happened. They were relieved when they heard that the Lord was fine.
Auspiciousness is clever, but at this moment, holding his face, and seeing that he is not in a good mood, he said tentatively: "Master, the gifts from various adults, how to return, butlers and minions are organized into books , Left in your study, will you take a look? "
Jing Qidao said, "Don't look at it, piles of piles, seeing the brain hurt."
Auspicious nodded and said, "You see, the housekeeper called everyone early in the morning and didn't know what was happening. Now that the master is back, we can rest assured that everyone will do what they need to do. Now. "
Jing Qi nodded and said, "Well, let's do something busy."
Everyone looked at each other, and they were a little confused, and they were about to fall away.
But at this time, he heard the granddad slowly say, "If it's okay, you might as well stay and listen to the king to tell a joke. As for the thing last night, you know that the king and the witch child last night, Who did you meet? "
Even the peace is unknown. Therefore, the people from Wutong Mansion came over last night, but they said it was too late. The Lord lived there for a night, and he safely listened to his orders. Although he knew that something must have happened in the middle, he did not. Understand what happened.
Jing Qi smiled, and his eyes swept through the crowd for a week, and everyone gave birth to the illusion that he was watching me. Just listen to him: "Meet a few assassins with short eyes."
When he was surprised, his slender eyes widened two times in an instant: "Assassination ?! Can the master be hindered, are there any injuries? Should he pass on the doctor?"
Jing Qi took the tea bowl from his hand, took the lid off and took a sip, saying, "No need, don't make a fuss, it's just a few southern savages called 'black witches'. Just kill them."
When he said the words "kill it by hand" in his mouth, his tone became softer, but it brought a trembling. At this moment, the little sable was drilled out of his sleeve, and the little guy was yesterday Spilled with blood, and had no time to wash, half of the body was mottled, with bright eyes of the thief, it was strange and scary.
A few timid, already feel the legs are soft, and said to his face that this face has also become very fast, just now it was drizzling with the wind, and I don't know what it means.
I only listened to Jing Qi and continued: "We have a big brother in here. As soon as we receive the news, we immediately feel that it is a rare opportunity. We hurriedly told him ... um, master. Who knows this? The master and grandpa didn't see it, but instead saw the grandfather's son. "
Jing Qi laughed softly, and everyone in the room was silent. He blew the heat in the tea bowl: "The one didn't say anything, but the brothers below couldn't sit still. It came to stab people at this time, and turned up In the circle, there are no other benefits. A few people died, and I also asked the king to recognise this big man in our government ... "
He suddenly raised his head, staring at a person like an electric light, and smiled, "Why, what's wrong with His Royal Highness? I'm anxious for you. Are you relieved?"
His voice didn't fall, and a gray-headed face standing in that corner, a man with a crouched shoulder suddenly changed his face, and rushed to Jingqi with agility, during which the bones rattled a few times. Another look, this person is still the old man Zhang, who was shrinking, thin and small, sweeping the yard, is clearly a brawny big man!
Throwing the teapot in his hand in anxiety, smashing against the big man's head, he shouted, "Assassin, protect the Lord!"
The man escaped, clasped his fingers straight to Jing Qi's neck, and the change was too fast, and the guards could not respond. However, the man ’s hand only touched Jing Qi ’s neck, and he heard a
squeak,
and saw that the man took a big step back, screamed, desperately shook his hand, and the little sable jumped back quickly to Jing Qi Standing on his shoulders, shaking his tail, he looked arrogant.
The big man's hand was already purple, and the purple gas quickly went up, and he immediately climbed up the entire arm.
Jing Qi was a little surprised, glanced at the little sable licking his paw: "So powerful?"
The sable tooth that was underestimated: "Squeak!"
Jing Qi laughed and looked back. The guards had taken down the big man and pressed him to the ground, but he had no time to argue, but he screamed sadly with his arms several times thicker, and even said the whole sentence Before coming out, Ziqi climbed up his neck, and his throat rattled.
Jing Qi touched his chin and asked Ping An: "How long can he sustain?"
Ping An had been shocked by this series of events, and for a while, he pointed at someone who was already cramping on the ground and said, "This ... Uncle Zhang ?!"
Jing Qi reached out and patted his shoulder, waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go, be safe, go back and ask the accountant to seal a red envelope for everyone, and say I said, to give everyone a glory."
After that, he walked to the study, and he caught up safely: "Master, that ..."
He pointed at the old man Zhang who hadn't moved on the ground, glanced again and turned his head in shock: "That uncle Zhang, what?"
Jing Qi didn't stop walking, and commanded: "Burnt down the man, take off the clothes, fold them up and iron them, and turn back to the second prince and send them together."
Peace was stunned.
Looking at the level of this pile, we can see that Helien Qi didn't pay much attention to him before. Jing Qi smiled gently. He didn't want to provoke you, it was all your own bad things. It seems that this Let's go back and see--
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