Three days later.

Ye Ling got up very early, and since he came to Yanjing, he got up late every day.

Probably because of the injuries on his body, or maybe because he returned to his homeland, all in all, the few days he returned to Yanjing were the most sleepy days for him in so many years.

This was almost the earliest day he got up after coming to Yanjing.

When he woke up, it was seven o'clock in the morning, but because it was winter, it was not yet light.

After five days of recuperation, his bloated hands had completely recovered as before, and even moved more vigorously than before.

After Ye Ling got up and finished washing, he went to Peng Ziyi's room, and at this time, Xiaoyi's room was still dark without the lights on.

Ye Ling thought to himself: At this time, the little girl may be sleeping soundly, so he didn't wake her up, but gently pushed the door open and quietly walked in.

After entering the door, Ye Ling found that Peng Ziyi's little girl was still sleeping, but the quilt was kicked aside.

Ye Ling walked up to her gently and slowly put the quilt back on her.

"Silly girl, it's so cold, why don't you know to be nice to yourself?"

Ye Ling looked at Peng Ziyi in his sleep and muttered to himself.

"How do you kick the quilt when you sleep, what should I do when I'm sick?"

Ye Ling didn't know if this sentence was said to Peng Ziyi in front of him, or to Yu Ziti who was far away in the Blue City.

It's just that at the moment when he pulled the quilt, what appeared in front of him was Yu Ziti's figure.

Yu Ziti is also a person who likes to kick the quilt when she sleeps at night, and Ye Ling still slept next to her bed on the floor at that time.

Every time Yu Ziti kicked the quilt down, it would fall on Ye Ling's body, and then Ye Ling got up every time and gently covered her.

still remembers that on the first night of their wedding, Yu Ziti's quilt fell on him for the first time, and then a wisp of fragrance entered his heart.

Ye Ling always remembered the residual smell on the quilt, and the fresh and refined fragrance of osmanthus may be Yu Ziti's unique fragrance.

"I don't know if Ti'er has slept well lately, whether she has kicked the quilt ......"

Ye Ling sat on Peng Ziyi's bed, thinking about what he and Yu Ziti had experienced.

In a few moments, it was already dawn.

Peng Ziyi also slowly rubbed her eyes and woke up.

Peng Ziyi, who had just opened her eyes, saw Ye Ling sitting on her bed looking at her, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

"Brother Ye Ling, why are you in my room?" Peng Ziyi looked at Ye Ling with her innocent eyes and asked with a smile.

Ye Ling also looked at her and smiled, and said, "I came over to see if you were awake, but I found that you were sleeping soundly, so I just sat down and waited." ”

"Brother Ye Ling, aren't you cold sitting like this?"

"My brother has thick skin and is not afraid of the cold. ”

Ye Ling said.

"Xiaoyi, do you often kick the quilt when you sleep?"

"Brother Ye Ling, how do you know? Did I kick the quilt again last night?"

Ye Ling let out an "um" and said, "This habit is not good! It's winter now, what if I accidentally get sick?"

"Brother Yeling, don't worry, Xiaoyi is in good health, she will definitely not get sick!"

"Your sister-in-law said the same thing to me......"

"Brother, do you miss your sister-in-law?"

Ye Ling nodded lightly and sighed deeply, but did not speak again.

"Brother, be happy!"

Peng Ziyi saw that Ye Ling was in a bad mood and tried her best to comfort him.

"If my sister-in-law sees it, she will beat you!"

"Good brother, be happy, okay!"

Suddenly, Ye Ling was amused by Peng Ziyi's pouting appearance.

"My brother looks so good when he laughs, you have to laugh more in the future, otherwise my sister-in-law won't want you. ”

Ye Ling knew that the current life was the happiest for Peng Ziyi.

Once she can be like a normal person, she may lose this happiness, which will only increase the troubles in her heart.

However, no one has the right to make choices for others......

"Xiaoyi, I'...... You ......" Ye Ling was about to speak, but Peng Ziyi seemed to know what he wanted to say.

"Brother Ye Ling, I know what you want to say. ”

Peng Ziyi said.

"When I was very young, my classmates used to tease me and laugh at me, saying that I was sick and that I was abnormal......"

"Brother Luo, does he know these things?"

"The secretary didn't know, I didn't tell him. ”

"Why?"

"I don't want him to know, I'm afraid he'll punish them. ”

"Brother Ye Ling, do you know? The secretary told me yesterday that my brother could cure my illness. ”

"And what do you think in your heart? Do you want to be cured?"

Ye Ling said lightly.

"Then you might have a lot of troubles, at least...... At least not as carefree as it is now. ”

"Actually, when the secretary told me the news, I was really happy. ”

Xiaoyi said with tears in her eyes.

"I just want to live like a normal person, and I don't want to be laughed at by other kids anymore. ”

At this moment, Ye Ling seemed to feel that Peng Ziyi was not sick, but that she was just running away from something in her heart.

Or maybe it's just because she doesn't want to remember those sad things in her subconscious, so she chooses to forget it and only remember the happy things.

Therefore, over time, sad things become stagnant in the brain, blocking the growth of the mind.

"Don't worry, my brother will definitely cure your illness, and you will soon be able to act like a normal person. Ye Ling raised his hand and gently stroked Peng Ziyi's hair and said.

"Brother Ye Ling, your hand?"

Obviously, yesterday's hand was bloated like a big pig's trotters, but now it is the same as a normal person, Peng Ziyi was inevitably a little surprised to see it.

"My hands are completely healed. Ye Ling replied with a smile.

"Brother Yeling......"

Peng Ziyi still seemed a little incredulous.

"Hmm, does Xiaoyi have any questions?" Ye Ling asked.

"Last time, the secretary's leg was dislocated in a car accident, and he was able to get out of bed and walk for three months. ”

Peng Ziyi said.

"But the secretary told me a few days ago that your hand was broken by a bad guy, but why did it get better so quickly?"

"My brother's recovery ability is relatively good, so no matter how many injuries he suffers, it will not take more than a week to get completely healed. ”

"Wow!"

After listening to Ye Ling's explanation, Peng Ziyi was even more surprised.

"It's amazing! Is Brother Ye Ling a master of cultivation in the novel?"

"I've read a lot of novels, and the cultivation masters in them are like this, no matter how many injuries they have, it won't take long to be completely healed. ”

Ye Ling smiled and said, "It's all a lie, how can there be any cultivators in this world? ”

"Xiaoyi doesn't believe it, if Brother Ye Ling is not a cultivator, then why is your hand so good?"

"Because my brother is a martial arts master!" Ye Ling said with a smile.

"Martial Dao, is it the same as Xiuzhen?" Peng Ziyi asked innocently looking at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling didn't know how to explain it, but he just thought Peng Ziyi's way of asking was really cute.

Ye Ling nodded "um", and then said, "That's roughly what it means." ”

"Wow, can my brother fly around in the sky like in the novel?"

"This ...... If you give my brother a hanger plane, my brother should be able to do it. ”

Ye Ling said with a smile.

"It's not too early, you go to get dressed first, I'll go back to the room for some business, I'll come back to you later." ”

After Ye Ling finished speaking, he got up and returned to his room, and at the same time, Peng Ziyi also slowly got up and started to make up.

It didn't take long for Peng Ziyi to finish dressing up, carrying a bowl of steaming porridge, and slowly came to Ye Ling's room.

"Xiaoyi, didn't you say that I'll go to you later, why did you come by yourself?" Ye Ling couldn't help but ask when he saw that Peng Ziyi had already come.

"The secretary has explained everything, let me take care of Brother Ye Ling's food, clothing, housing and transportation, I can't let the secretary down. ”

Peng Ziyi said, placing the utensils full of porridge on the table.

"Xiaoyi, you don't have to feed me porridge, have you forgotten? ”

"That's not good, I can't let my brother do it himself without the secretary's consent, so I still have to feed it. ”

Ye Ling smiled and said, "Okay then!"

After that, Peng Ziyi started the work of the previous two days, blowing the porridge cold one bite at a time, and then feeding it to Ye Ling.

After a while, the full bowl of porridge was completely wiped out by Ye Ling.

"Has Xiaoyi eaten?" Ye Ling asked after looking at Peng Ziyi after eating.

Peng Ziyi shook her head and said, "Not yet, I still want to eat later." ”

"What then, what if you're hungry? ”

"But, what should you do when I eat, brother?"

"My brother is not a child, he can take care of himself. ”

Peng Ziyi let out an "oh" and said, "Then Xiaoyi went to eat, Brother Yeling is good." ”

Ye Ling smiled and nodded, but did not speak.

After Peng Ziyi left, Ye Ling came to Luo Qihao's study.

The weather was very cold, but Luo Qihao was still reading in the study early.

"Brother Luo, it's quite cold now, have you come to the study to read so early?" Ye Ling walked in softly and greeted Luo Qihao.

"Ye Ling, why did you get up so early today?" Luo Qihao couldn't believe his eyes, and thought he was hallucinating.

Through the observation of the people in the mansion for the past few days, it was found that Ye Ling would not get up until after ten o'clock almost every day, so when Ye Ling appeared in front of him so early, he hesitated.

"Brother Luo, do you have a silver needle in your house?" Ye Ling asked.

"Silver needle?"

"It is a special needle used for acupuncture in medicine, but looking at Brother Luo's expression, it can be seen that there should be none. ”

"What do you want the silver needle for?"

"When I was studying medicine, I mainly studied acupuncture, so Xiaoyi's disease needed silver needles to be treated. ”

"I see, but your hand is ......"

"Brother Luo, my hands are completely healed. Ye Ling said, raising his hand.

Seeing Ye Ling's hand as if it was fine, even Luo Qihao was shocked.

He had lived for more than forty years, but it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a recovery ability as Ye Ling.

It's only been five days since the injury, but it's been completely healed, which is incredible!

It's just that Ye Ling had said before that his resilience had been better than ordinary people since he was a child, so Luo Qihao was not so surprised.

"I happen to have a box of silver needles in my house, but I don't know if I can use it. ”

"It's okay, the requirements are not high, as long as it's a silver needle, but I don't know where that silver needle is now?"

"I remember putting it in this study, but I haven't used it, so I forgot where I put it, and I may need to look hard to find it. ”

Luo Qihao said as he immediately began to look for it.

"Brother Luo, tell me what kind of box it is, I'll help you find it!"

"I vaguely remember that it was a box made of fuchsia sandalwood. ”

Luo Qihao stopped and thought about it and said.

"There seem to be four words engraved on it, called Nine ...... Nine...... Nine, what's coming from......"

"Nine Decisive Cold Needles?!" Ye Ling exclaimed.