331 Lost Thread

Ai Zi blinked, picked up the teacup and tasted it again, shook his head and said, "Why didn't I taste sour?"

Lu Youzhi suddenly laughed three times, and glanced at Yun Ting intentionally or unintentionally: "The sour taste in this tea has already spread around, some people, it's just that the boiled duck has a hard mouth, obviously in their hearts, but they just don't admit it, alas, what should I do?"

Yun Ting's face froze, the cold light in his eyes flashed, Lu Youzhi stuck out his tongue and obediently closed his mouth.

Ai Zi was stunned by what Lu Youzhi said, and she smiled: "What kind of boiled duck, are you hungry?"

Lu Youzhi had never seen such a confused girl, so he decided to tease her, so he asked, "Girl, how old are you?"

Ai Zi sighed: "Actually, I also want to know, but unfortunately, I can't remember the previous things, Lu Gongzi is a doctor who has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, can you tell how old I am now?"

It stands to reason that he has already checked the pulse just now, but he can't see through her age, Lu Youzhi frowned slightly, looked at Ai Zi, and tentatively said: "Girl, it turns out that you have amnesia?

Ai Zi shook his head: "I really can't remember." ”

Lu Youzhi saw the simplicity of Ai Zi's face, and the doubts in his heart were reduced, maybe he was just suspicious?

He smiled suddenly: "I look at the girl, she has just reached the age of leaving the cabinet, sixteen or seventeen years old." ”

Ai Zi looked at his right hand and smiled slightly: "I think so too." ”

"Miss Ai Zi, you won't marry because your mother's family arranged for you, but you don't like that husband's family, so you ran away from marriage and lost your memory, right?" Lu Youzhi raised his eyebrows and guessed boldly.

Ai Zi was stunned, looked at Lu Youzhi's somewhat cold eyes, and was helpless for a while, so he fell on Yunting.

"Lu Youzhi, can you say something reliable, you have such a good imagination, it's a waste of your brain not to write something monster. Yun Ting glanced at it, blocking this embarrassing question for Ai Zi.

Lu Youzhi laughed: "Aren't I joking? But, Miss Ai Zi, I see that your cheeks are slightly red, like peach blossoms, but you have someone you like?"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Ting's hand stiffened slightly, and his eyes fell on Ai Zi.

Ai Zi touched his face, his eyes were a little dull: "Like?

Lu Youzhi's eyes widened, lingering between Yun Ting and Ai Zi in disbelief, and scolded in his heart, I'll go, this girl is too simple, right?

"Like, like, you want to be with this person every day, think about him all the time, and maybe marry him in the end, this is like. ”

Ai Zi lowered his eyes, thinking carefully about Lu Youzhi's words, and suddenly appeared in his mind, when he fell into the bath with Yun Ting, and when he pulled out the arrow for himself, this, is this what he likes?

Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart, Ai Zi tightened his eyebrows, and his little face began to turn white again.

Yun Ting saw that something was wrong with Ai Zi, so he hurriedly walked up to her and said worriedly: "Ai Zi, what's wrong with you? Is the wound cracked?"

Yun Ting's voice and his touch made Ai Zi's heart even more painful, as if there were thousands of ants eating together.

Lu Youzhi put down the pu fan, his face was unusually solemn, he probed the pulse at Ai Zi's wrist, his eyes became meaningful, he got up and pulled Yun Ting away, trying to keep Yun Ting away from Ai Zi, and then, he took out a pill from his sleeve and gave it to Ai Zi.

Ai Zi fell softly into Lu Youzhi's arms, he glanced at Yun Ting, picked up Ai Zi, put it back on the bed, tucked the quilt for her, and pulled Yun Ting outside the house.

"Ai Zi, what's wrong?" Yun Ting asked impatiently.

Lu Youzhi snorted: "I'll just say, this woman's origin is unknown, and you still don't believe it." ”

"You don't want to sell Guanzi, what's wrong with Ai Zi?"

Lu Youzhi stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Yun Ting and said: "The reason why she is in great pain is because there is something missing in her body, and the seven emotions and six desires of people are controlled by love silk, and the love silk in her body seems to have been taken away for some reason, so every time she is emotional, her heart will be as painful as being cut by a knife." ”

"How could this thing be taken away?" Yun Ting pondered.

"That's why I decided that this Ai Zi girl must not be simple, but she doesn't look like she's lying, so it must have something to do with amnesia. ”

Lu Youzhi sighed and continued: "It is very likely that he is not a mortal. ”

Yun Ting lowered his eyes, thoughtful, is there really a god in this world, a demon and a monster?

Lu Youzhi saw Yun Ting's bitter face, so he patted his chest with a pu fan and quipped: "But it's not without good news, at least you know that Miss Ai Zi is sincere to you." ”

"No matter what, I'm going to help Ai Zi get her love silk back. ”

Lu Youzhi looked at Yun Ting's solemn face, patted him on the shoulder, and persuaded: "I have read books on this subject, about love silk, in fact, even if it is temporarily withdrawn, as long as the owner has enough will, maybe it can be recalled." ”

"But I'm afraid I don't have time. Yun Ting lowered his head and muttered to himself.

In the next few days, Ai Zi's body recovered quite well, but his waist was the most seriously injured, and he couldn't use too much strength.

Lu Youzhi took Ming'er out to travel, and in a beautiful name, he created some independent space for Yunting and Ai Zi.

After they left, there were only two people left in the grass house, Yun Ting and Ai Zi, Ai Zi saw the half of the lotus pod left by Ming'er in the kitchen, and his mind moved, so he started to make lotus seed porridge.

With joy, she put two bowls of porridge boiled in the pot, put them on the tray, and walked to Yun Ting's room, only to see that the door was not closed, so she walked in lightly, just in time to see Yun Ting looking at something intently.

"Brother Yunting, you have read a book all morning, are you hungry, I cooked a bowl of porridge, have you made any progress in my craft?"

Yun Ting raised his eyes, put down the book in his hand, got up and walked to Ai Zi's side, and when he looked down, he saw a few lotus seeds on the white rice, this can't be the lotus seed porridge from last time, right?

Ai Zi smiled and handed the spoon to Yun Ting, motioning for him to taste it.

Yun Ting squeezed out a little smile, sat down and scooped up a spoonful, and put it in his mouth, sure enough, the same bitter taste as last time rushed straight to his nose, he forced to hold back the overflowing tears, and swallowed it.

"Brother Yunting, how is it? Is it better than the last time I cooked it?"

Yun Ting stirred the lotus seed porridge and nodded: "Well, it's much better than last time." “

"Really?!" Ai Zi was as happy as a child being praised, she also sat down, brought another bowl in front of her, and couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful, Yun Ting hurriedly stopped her, raised her eyebrows, and her tone was a little strange: "Ai Zi, are you sure you want to eat?"