It gets dark early, and the shops on the street close early.

Cao Luo whipped his horsewhip, but he was versatile and drove the carriage very smoothly, so stable that Jing Diyi in the carriage was drowsy. She yawned and didn't have much hope for the dishes that Cui Mansion would entertain for a while, but she had promised to go to Cui Mansion with Feng Michu to congratulate her, and she didn't break her word.

She leaned her head on Feng Michu's shoulder, put her hand around his waist, and heard him whisper, "Sleep, I'll call Miss when it's time." ”

Jing Diyi lazily responded, "Hmm." ”

Feng Michu tilted her head and coughed lightly twice, afraid that she would deliberately want to lower her voice when she heard it.

She closed her eyes, grabbed his wrist and probed his pulse for a while, "I said that I would add more clothes when I went out, if Brother Feng is infected with wind and cold, I will prescribe the most bitter medicine, and I want you to drink two bowls of ginger soup every day." ”

Although Feng Michu is not as picky as her, he is not picky, but he also likes to eat and does not like to eat, he doesn't like ginger and garlic, so the chef in his house can not use ginger and garlic, and when he encounters those who need ginger and garlic to taste, he picks them out one by one after the dishes are cooked.

Feng Michu didn't expect her to pay attention, so she smiled and wanted to reply to her.

Suddenly, the carriage shook violently, accompanied by the panicked neighing of the horses, Feng Michu grabbed the window frame with one hand, hugged Jing Diyi with the other, and waited for the carriage to stop.

There was a sound of fighting outside, Feng Michu opened the curtain and saw that Cao Luo was fighting against five, Cao Luo's martial arts were already superior, these years, Feng Michu had not encountered assassination, but they were all blocked by Cao Luo one by one, the five people were wearing night clothes and covering their faces, and their martial arts were obviously above Cao Luo, they were all rare masters, Cao Luo resisted alone, and was soon injured and defeated.

"Grown, sir, go. Cao Luo received a blow to the abdomen, and he clenched the sword in his hand to resist for a while, at least to buy time for Feng Michu to escape.

Jing Diyi thought that she would have to have a boring dinner, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen on the road.

She looked at Feng Michu, whose face did not change, what kind of occasion he had never seen, he had also personally experienced the things on the line of life and death, and there was nothing to make him afraid, "Brother Feng, do you want to close your eyes and count to twenty, lest the next one will make you have nightmares." ”

Feng Mi Chu said, "I have followed the first emperor to the battlefield, and I have seen corpses all over the field. ”

She wanted to say a few more words, but those killers wanted to fight quickly, after all, whether they were attacking the important ministers of the court at the feet of the Son of Heaven or on the street, they naturally didn't dare to delay.

Even if she was in a hurry to reincarnate, she couldn't stop her.

Jing Diyi also took out a knife out of nowhere and shot it at the head of one of them. She shot extremely fast and accurately, and before the other party could notice it, she had been pierced through the head by a knife and killed on the spot.

She jumped out of the carriage, patted a killer on the shoulder, and turned over behind him with light force, first kicking and breaking the killer's leg bone, and then choking the opponent's neck after the man knelt down, twisting it so hard that she heard a crisp sound and broke the neck bone.

Then he hooked the sword on the ground with his toes, and one of them turned low to avoid the conspiracy behind him, stabbed the sword into the heart of the person behind him, and then pulled out the sword and cut off the head of the other one.

Jing Diyi made no superfluous movements, clean and neat, and aimed at the key points with another move, but in the blink of an eye, he had already killed four.

Although Cao Luo knew that Emperor Jing was a martial artist, and he had seen her secretly do something to Lu Pingzhao, he had not really seen her skills. At such a young age, martial arts have reached the peak, and his martial arts are obviously not at the same level, his body shape and footwork are extremely ghostly, he can't see the sect, he is fast and ruthless, even a well-trained killer can't compare.

There is still one alive.

The other party swung a sword, Jing Diyi threw a hidden weapon in his sleeve and scratched the opponent's right arm, thinking that it was just a skin injury, but the other party took two steps but felt that his right arm was paralyzed, and the sword was almost unstable.

Jing Diyi kicked away the corpse at his feet, the number of dead and alive martial arts is different. She threw away her sword, took out her handkerchief, and said with a smile while wiping the slimy blood on her hands, "I just looked, among these people, you have the highest martial arts, and it's a pity to kill you." I am the only one who has the antidote to your poison, and if there is no antidote within three days, you can only wait for your intestines to rot. Otherwise, whoever commands you to come, you will cut off the head of the person who instructed you and hang it on the gate, and I will give you the antidote and spare your life as if it had not happened tonight. ”

The killer slowed down for a moment, heard movement behind him, and reluctantly fled.

Jing Diyi didn't chase after him, just watched the killer escape.

Cao Luo disagreed, even though Jing Diyi was almost half of his master now, he still couldn't help but say a few words, "Isn't the girl letting the tiger go back to the mountain." He assassinated the adult, even if he didn't kill and leave a living mouth, the killer had no power to resist, so he should have captured and sent Dali Temple to touch the melon and find out the main envoy. ”

Jing Diyi wiped the fingers clean, threw away the handkerchief, the white handkerchief was like a butterfly, fluttering down to the severed head, covering the bulging eyes, "Arresting people is the business of the government, what did I do as a servant." She was covered in blood, but it was a pity that the new clothes were gone, "Do you still go to Cui's Mansion?" "I'm afraid of frightening the people of Cui Mansion.

Feng Michu looked at the city patrol officials who were running towards them not far away, and he said slowly, "It's better to change the day, Cao Luo's injuries also have to be dealt with." ”

Cao Luo put away the sword, ashamed that he couldn't protect the safety of his master as a guard, and put his master in danger, "His subordinates only suffered some skin injuries." ”

Feng Michu said, "Skin injuries also have to be treated." ”

Jing Diyi stretched out his hand towards Feng Michu, Feng Michu pulled her into the carriage, and heard her whisper, "The martial arts used by that person just now are all the way to Cui Hu Zongzheng's illness." ”

Zhijing Diyi told him that she deduced from Cui Hu and Zong Zheng's moves to the same door, and he didn't ask at the time, but he was a little curious at this time, "How does Miss know what kind of martial arts they use?"

Jing Diyi just smiled mischievously, "If I say that I kicked Cui Hu's ass, do you believe it?"

……

Feng Michu really got a cold, and he coughed and kept having a high fever. Jing Diyi took care of him all night, and really poured him two bowls of particularly bitter medicine. It was so bitter that it was like buying the yellow lotus in the entire imperial capital and boiling it together, she just wanted to see him drink bitter medicine and frown.

It's just that he didn't get his wish, he calmly drank the medicine, if it wasn't for the prescription written by her, after the medicine was boiled, she tried it a little, and he really thought he was drinking honey.

In the morning, Feng Michu had a fever, and he also called someone to the palace to spread the word and say goodbye.

The kitchen boiled white porridge, and a maid came in, her head slightly lowered, and she stood beside the bed after glancing at the empty medicine bowl. Feng Michu was about to reach out to take it, but Jing Diyi took it first, scooped a spoonful, blew it and fed it to his mouth, "Brother Feng is the third to enjoy such treatment." ”

Feng Mi didn't see jealousy at first, and the only ones she could rest assured of were those who, as long as it wasn't the love of men and women, other friendships could be tolerated, and her relatives would also be his relatives. He was seriously ill, his strength had not fully recovered, his speech was a little lacking, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Who are the first two?"

"My grandfather and my father. He fed him another mouthful, "Brother Feng, is this porridge delicious?"

He said honestly, "It doesn't smell good." "I put some salt in this porridge, and the taste was already light, but after drinking the bitter medicine just now, I couldn't taste any other taste.

Jing Diyi smiled, "It's okay, if you drink a bowl of ginger soup in a while, it will taste, and I will ask the kitchen to prepare it." She looked at the maid and ordered, "Go and bring the ginger soup." ”

Feng Michu sighed and discussed with her gently, "Can you only drink half a bowl?"

Jing Diyi shook her head and refused his bargain.

She flattened her mouth, a pair of willow eyebrows and a pair of eyes fell pitifully, I saw pity, and I was willing to see her go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire to die, even if she knew that it was pretended, Feng Michu still said, "After drinking the porridge, drink ginger soup." ”

Jing Diyi touched his head and praised, "This is good." ”

Mr. Ledger came in with the account book that recorded the expenses of Fengfu in the past few months, Feng Michu asked him to put it on the case, the account clerk put the account book neatly and retreated, Jing Diyi reminded, "Brother Feng, you are a patient now." ”

"Yes, I'm a patient, I need to get some rest. It's just that this account still has to be read, and although I can trust the book, I still have to look at the account books. Especially when the Chinese New Year is approaching, he doesn't dare to call the shots after all for some of the house's storage expenses. He paused, and naturally continued with the topic, suggesting in a soft tone, "Or, Miss will show it for me." ”

He said so much just to pave the way for the last sentence, to let her manage the accounts, only the master can manage the accounts, he wants to subtly ask her to adapt to this identity? "I spend money like running water, aren't you afraid that what I got before will be squandered by me?"

Feng Michu said with a smile, "But I see that Miss spends money like this, and it doesn't make Mu Sheng live on the streets without enough food and clothing." ”

She actually thinks it's good that they're getting along like this now, and there's no need to deliberately change anything, including their relationship.

She has been smooth sailing since she was a child, her elders are hurt, her brothers are spoiled, and she wants everything she wants. As for him, they grew up in different environments, different circumstances, he gained less and lost more, he didn't talk about it, but he lacked some sense of security.

She thought about it, Feng Michu quietly waited for her answer, he knew her temperament, and he had enough patience and so on.

"Let's help Brother Feng watch it first, it's just that I have always entrusted the accounts in my own house to trusted people, and I don't have that patience. So I have to say in advance, if I get bored of it, I can leave it alone. ”

Feng Michu hugged her, his hair tickled her nose, the soap corner she used for bathing was specially customized, mixed with the taste of shou wu and tea seeds, and he also had the same smell on his body, "Miss is annoyed, just tell me." Feng Mi smiled at the beginning and asked with concern, "Cao Luo's injury is okay, right?"

"He is a man who practices martial arts, and his body and bones are better than yours. I asked Yangchun to send the medicine over. ”

He asked, "Is there anything I can do to make my illness better?"

This is asked, what other method should be used, just pretend to be sick, "Brother Feng wants to be slow? ”

"Four or five days. ”

"Okay. patted his soft pillow, he used to coax her as a child, but this time it can be reversed, "Brother Feng has to be obedient in order to be satisfied, and now he has to rest well." ”

"Won't Miss ask me why?"

"I prefer to think for myself rather than ask. ”

Feng Michu was about to lie down, but heard someone outside the door report that Pingle was coming.