Chapter 98: Blame

Zeque is still a few miles away, Ye Jun has distinguished his breath. He is better than hearing, which is more sensitive than anyone.
The first reaction of Yejun was to hit a ghost, and then he thought of the folklore that he heard. He said that ghosts have no feet. Later, he must touch them to see if they are ghosts, and the next time he was stepped on his face by a bird.
No fingers were reached here, and Zeque couldn't imagine falling asleep on the ground. Ye Jun was born in the shadow guard, and he usually used to converge and hold his breath. He was not angry at all, and was lying on the road that must pass through the door. He was stepped on.
Yejun wrapped her nose into a ball, and Zeque flew to the side in shock, asking, "Is it Yejun Yezi?"
Ye Jun immediately noticed that it was inappropriate: this is not the title that Zeque used to call him.
Zeque added: "Your family asked me to bring you food .... Ah, ah, I forgot to ask his name."
family? Ye Jun was stunned by this title for a while. Zeque took out his firework to look at the situation inside the house. Seeing Ye Jun's half-open shirt was covered with bandages, he sighed softly, "You are badly hurt. How can you still sleep on the ground? "
Immediately, he remembered Zhong Zhongsi's inconvenience, and the man was seriously injured, and probably could not move to bed. The two of them lived alone and in this wild wilderness, and gave birth to a trace of sympathy and worry.
Before he came, he thought the so-called family members would be relatives like parents. The man in front of him was so young and handsome, but there was no shadow of bells between his eyes, unlike a brother. Could not help but wonder about the man's identity and his relationship with Zhong Xiangxi.
Zeque carefully lifted him to the bed, and asked, "The Yejun he said is you? Who are you? He doesn't look like a brother."
Ye Jun heard that, he knew that he no longer knew himself, nor did he know Zhong Zhongxi. Ye Jun has always been cautious, and would not disclose any information. He asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Zeque doubts that he is there, and repeats it honestly, why he was fostered at a relative's house, how he was conspired to be poisoned, and how he was rescued by Zhong Zhongxi, so he came to take care of him.
Ye Jun listened to it, he said nothing to get up and went out.
Zeque busily stopped him: "You can't move around, tell me what you want to do, I'll help you."
Yejun: "Find him."
Although Zeque blocked his waist and intercepted Ye Jun, he prevented him from hurting and could not force himself. He only said, "He won't be in trouble for a while, don't worry ..."
Ye Jun was resolute in his attitude: "Stop the ink."
Zeque had no choice but to carefully and stably carry Ye Jun to the horse, hoping to reduce the intensity of the bumps and not to crack the wound.
Ye Jun had no worries, galloping away.
Exorcism is not difficult to say, but the process is tedious and long. After Zhong Zhongyi drove off today's progress, he had to leave after explaining the precautions. Fang Siye pressed the bandage on his wrist and said to him, "Mr. Yan is a person with great ability. How can he enter our family's grand exhibition?"
Zhong Zixi shook his head and said, "I'm not interested."
Fang Siye narrowed his eyes: "The property in this small town is just the tip of the iceberg. Follow our family to protect your future prosperity."
Zhong Ion sighed and said, "I'll just change some medicine for someone. I don't need much money."
Fang Siye was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to look at him for a moment, and only said coldly, "You can't help but decide."
Zhong Zixi was too lazy to ignore him and turned away.
His hands and feet are so slow now that he can't help but delay it. Moon stars are scarce outside, and everything is silent. Before Zhongli Xixi went out, he saw that the culprit who caused him the trouble, Ye Jun, was straight and kneeling in the courtyard.
Zeque was persuading him bitterly, but Yejun turned a deaf ear.
Zhong Zixi frowned, and said unhappyly, "That's how you help me take care of people? Huh?"
Zequeton couldn't argue: "How can I persuade him not to listen, but to insist on coming to you."
Zhong Zixi waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's better to come here. It's easier to heal and cure here than in the mountains. You can help me carry him into my room."
Fang Siye demanded Zhong Zhongxi to vacate a room specially for him. On the surface it was said to be a hospitality and secretly monitored. Fortunately, the food here is always better than in the mountains, and there is a servant girl serving him, but he is happy.
Zeque took the silent Yejun to the bed to cover the quilt, looked back, and hesitated, "Do you want to sleep together at night?"
Zhong Ion took it for granted: "Otherwise? Could he let him sleep on the ground?"
There really is only one bed here, Ze Que suddenly said: "You can go to my house to sleep, there is a room in my house ..."
"Oh, I'm going to your house, and then holding this injured person alone here." Zhong Li repeated with no expression.
Zeque scratched his head: "Yeah ... no, it seems like ... there is no other way."
Zhong Zixi waved his hands in a hurry: "Okay, you go back first. I need to rest."
Zeque nodded and responded, leaving her obediently after leaving.
As soon as he left, Yejun grunted up, and bent over again to return to the kneeling position of plead guilty, his forehead clinging to the bed board: "Please reprimand."
Zhong Zixi patted his back indifferently, so as not to let him toss to sleep earlier, put his hands up and realized that Yejun shivered uncontrollably. Then he looked at his wrist, and it was weird.
How could it be like this ... Zhong Zhongxi suddenly moved in his heart: "Ye Jun, are you afraid?"
"Yes." Ye Jun closed her eyes tightly and whispered.
Zeque's punishment was under his supervision, and his body was also handled by him. He personally told the second master that Zeque was dead, but now Zechi lives well here.
If you change anyone, you will come to this conclusion:
-He lied.
How clever Zhong Zhongxi was, he instantly understood what he meant.
If the news was known to him a month earlier, no matter whether Ye Jun knew it or not, he would not escape.
Zhong ion whispered softly: "I know you didn't lie to me."
"... It's the same." Ye Jun knelt down deeply, anxious to sink into the ground, and said calmly, "whether his subordinates intentionally concealed them or they were deceived to let Zeque leak out of the net, they are all misconduct. Blame it. "
He instantly understood what it meant to be alive.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether the bird is dead or alive. It is not difficult to kill the bird again. The current owner does not need to remove the bird. This may even be a good thing, it can ease the relationship between the second master and the second master.
But the point is, from this moment on, he is no longer the night lord who never missed.
-He should be questioned.
He dared to make fun of his own master, and even dared to take care of his routine. Master Two relied on nothing more than the trust of Master Two. His loyalty and his ability are indispensable. Only one of the two coexisted, so he was Yejun.
How much effort he expended to this point, he finally gave up.
Ye Jun thought of it, and he felt blank. He didn't have any way to remedy this situation, all that was left was the overwhelming fear.
These thoughts also twisted back and forth in Zhong Zixi's heart, and hesitated for a moment. Before he understood his thoughts, he saw Ye Jun leaned out and planted from the edge of the bed.
Busily shouting the maidservant to lift the comatose Yejun back to bed, Zhong Zhongxi thought with disappointment: "Why didn't you know you were so delicate before?"