The outside room was immersed in dim candlelight, without the slightest sound.

My mother is getting older, so she must be asleep at this time.

Yu Mingzhi quickly lifted the quilt and ran to the window without putting on his shoes.

"Qin Ji?" She had her back to the window paper, surprised that she could recognize who was outside the window by the outline of her shadow, "Aren't you coming tomorrow?" ”

Qin Ji didn't speak, only two low gasps.

Yu Mingzhi frowned slightly, turned around, and cautiously opened the window. Because she could smell a faint smell of blood, and could discern a little pent-up pain from her breath.

With her back to the moonlight, she could only vaguely see Qin Ji's face, and the palm of her hand pressed against the placket, "Are you injured?" ”

"It's okay, minor injury." The moment the window was pushed open, Qin Ji's face became light, "I heard that you have something to discuss with me?" ”

Yu Mingzhi ignored him, but looked back at the outside.

Coming in through the door, it is bound to make Chun Tao find out, and then alarm Qi's mother. In the Yang family, she was not afraid of anything, but Qin Ji chose the back window, which meant that she didn't want to alarm others.

She glanced at the window again, put her hands on it, and lifted her feet to flip over with agility. Then at the moment when Qin's body swayed, he reached out to support him and let him lean on his shoulder.

Turning sideways, by the moonlight, she finally saw clearly that there was a dark trace on the purple placket.

Is this called a minor injury?

Yu Mingzhi raised his head, saw that Qin Ji still showed a hint of indifferent smile, frowned and asked, "Do you plan to listen to me finish talking about things like this?" ”

Qin Ji said: "No." ”

The night breeze was slightly cool, Yu Mingzhi was afraid that he would not be able to stand it, and he was worried that there would be a maid on duty passing by, so he didn't say much, and carefully helped him across the window.

Her cautious appearance made the corners of Qin Ji's mouth roll into a smile.

After closing the window and helping the person to sit on the bed, Yu Mingzhi tiptoed to the door to listen to the movement outside, and after making sure that Qi's mother was still asleep, he rummaged through the cupboard for medicine and gauze as lightly as possible.

Occasionally, there was a subtle crisp sound of small bottles crashing together, drowned out in the rustle of the wind through the trees, and not noticeable.

"How did you get hurt?" Intuition told her that this matter might have something to do with Wanbao Yang, that is, it had nothing to do with her Yu family.

Qin Ji didn't hide it from her, "Someone came to rob the prisoner tonight, he was a master, after a few moves, a sword was cut on his chest, but he couldn't catch anyone, fortunately, Wan Baoyang was not robbed." ”

"That's good." Yu Mingzhi's hand paused, quickly raised his eyes to glance at Qin Ji's face, and then ripped open his shirt with an indifferent expression.

Qin Ji laughed "poof".

Yu Mingzhi glared at him, "Be careful of the wound." ”

Qin Ji pursed his lips and smiled, reined in a lot, stared at Yu Mingzhi without blinking, looking at her serious appearance, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be contained.

Yu Mingzhi didn't care what Qin Ji was thinking or seeing, he just gently and slowly lifted the two layers of his shirt and looked at the slender sword wound on his white jade-like chest.

The wound was strange, as thin as hair, and it was supposed to coagulate quickly, but the blood couldn't stop gushing out, dyeing a large patch of white mid-coat red.

Qin Ji said: "The sword body is wide, but it is as thin as a cicada's wings, so the injury is very deep." “

Yu Mingzhi slapped the hand he raised to sign, "Don't move." Then he wet a towel, wrung it out and came back to wipe his wound.

Qin Ji frowned without frowning, staring at the black hair that spoke like satin, and sniffed the fragrance of flowers on his hair.

The towel was almost dyed red, and the speed at which blood gushed out seemed to slow down a little, and she quickly poured the wound medicine into the palm of her hand and pasted it on Qin Ji's chest.

The warm palm touched the slightly cold skin, and she didn't seem to notice anything wrong with such an action, and carefully applied the wound medicine to the wound, not letting go of the slightest part.

Covering the last bit of scarring, the bleeding finally stopped, she pulled out the gauze again, and when she looked at Qin Ji's smiling face, she remembered what her next move would be, and she couldn't help blushing.

Obviously it wasn't much of a problem just now......

Qin Ji looked at her face intently, under the dim candlelight, that beautiful face was as bright as a peach blossom, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it......

"Don't move!" Yu Mingzhi warned him again, "Otherwise, you can bandage your wounds yourself." ”

Qin Ji lowered his hand and said sadly: "It's inconvenient for me to be alone. ”

Yu Mingzhi said: "It's good that you know." Qin Ji's little gesture was thoughtful, how could she not guess, she could only think about nothing at this time, bent down and concentrated on bandaging his wound, when the gauze was wrapped around her, she gently cleared her throat, who knew that there was a question from her mother outside, "Is Miss thirsty?" “

Yu Mingzhi's nervous body stiffened, although Qi's mother was on her side, but at first glance, when she saw a bloody man in the back room, she might scream in fright, attracting the eyes of the window.

She made a silent gesture and stared back at the door.

Qin Ji sat still obediently.

Qi's mother didn't speak again, probably thinking that she had inadvertently coughed in her sleep.

After the sound of rustling, the surroundings returned to silence.

Yu Mingzhi's attention returned to the falling gauze, and her cheeks began to burn, but she still moved closer to Qin Ji, and reached behind his back with her other hand to pick up the other end of the gauze.

This posture is equivalent to holding Qin Ji, although there is still some distance between the two people's bodies.

She was a little afraid that Qin Ji would be teasing at this time.

However, it was still quiet in my ears.

There was only the sound of Qin Ji's shallow breathing.

Yu Mingzhi was relieved, and he was much more indifferent, and quietly continued to bandage the wound, wrapping it around again and again, and finally tying a knot at the position of his chest.

"It's bandaged, it's just ......" She frowned and looked at the torn and bloodstained placket that had turned dark red, this dress was really embarrassing to wear on Qin Sheren's body, but she only had women's clothes here, even if Qin Ji dared to wear them, she couldn't wear them.

Qin Ji took the initiative to put on his clothes this time, "I know about the branches." Jin Sicheng has indeed been close to Li Wangshan's nephew recently, and their family lives and is attached to the Li family, so maybe they will know some of his secrets more or less. “

Yu Mingzhi's gaze stayed on the wound, and she remembered that on the way back to Beijing, Qin Ji got out of the car to kill someone.

It's so breezy and calm.

But he is also a mortal after all, and he will also be injured.

"Twigs?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Qin Ji called again.

Yu Mingzhi said: "I think that since Jin Wei doesn't want to marry this person, he will definitely do his best to prevent the marriage." So I asked her to inquire about the news of the Li family, and said that there would be a way to prevent the marriage. Do you have any other options? “

Qin Ji said: "As long as you can convict this person, you still worry that the marriage can't be canceled?" “

Yu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, you didn't propose to let Jin Wei marry and find out more news." “

Qin Ji looked up at her, no matter how dim the candlelight was, it couldn't stop Yu Mingzhi's face from being brilliant in his eyes.

"Because you don't like it."