"Childe, may I come in?"

Lin Qingyan, who was sitting on the bed, looked in the direction of the door, and it was a familiar little girl, like a girl ring who cleaned up the room when he left.

"Hmm."

After getting Lin Qingyan's promise, Yahuan walked in with a bowl of warm millet porridge in her hand.

Lin Qingyan saw Yahuan coming towards the bed, and opened his mouth to stop it, "Just put it on the table." ”

Lin Qingyan got off the bed, walked over and stood on the table with his hands on his hands, lowered his head and smelled the gas floating up from the bowl, his stomach rumbled, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fragrant." ”

Yahuan on the side couldn't help but reveal: "Of course, this is what the second lady personally ordered the people in the kitchen to do, and let me see with my own eyes that the son can only leave after drinking." ”

Lin Qingyan raised his right hand, pinched the handle of the white porcelain spoon in the bowl with two fingers and stirred it up and down a few times, "I have a heart, thank you for me, Second Miss." ”

Zhou Ji can do this for her, Lin Qingyan thought about it, this smash is worth it, I just hope that Yahuan is not the old man who is making peace.

After Yahuan nodded in agreement, she glanced at the bowl on the table and reminded, "Childe, the porridge is about to be cold." ”

Yahuan reached out to serve the bowl, which meant to feed Lin Qingyan spoonful by spoonful.

Lin Qingyan said that she was not fragile enough to need someone to serve her.

Lin Qingyan took the bowl first, "It's okay, I can come by myself." ”

Lin Qingyan took a few sips, remembered the messy white cloth wrapped around his forehead, and asked, "May I ask the girl, do you know who bandaged my wounds?" ”

"I don't know."

Lin Qingyan put down the bowl, raised his hand and touched his forehead, "Is there any Lang Zhong coming to Fuzhong today?" ”

"No, but I've heard"

Yahuan blurted out a few words and then stopped.

Lin Qingyan put down the spoon, and the handle of the spoon touched the edge of the bowl, making a crisp sound, so that the hands and feet of the girl were scared slightly. Lin Qingyan signaled softly, "It's not the privacy of the Zhou family, what can't be said, girl, do you think I will be able to publicize it everywhere?" ”

"The matter of the child's injury was known by the old lady, and she wanted to invite Lang Zhong to come, but she was stopped by the second lady halfway, saying that she could solve it herself."

Yahuan said it honestly, if it weren't for the fear that Gongzi would blame the second lady for this, where would she be so hesitant.

"That's the case, what are you afraid of, your second lady did the right thing, my little wound is not worth asking Lang Zhong."

Lin Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, this has to be thanks to Zhou Yao, if Lang Zhong is really invited, I am afraid that her identity will not be able to be contained.

Lin Qingyan drank the remaining rice porridge in the bowl in one go, and Yahuan took the empty bowl back and left.

Lin Qingyan stood up, thinking that he was going back to bed to rest, and found something lying on the ground next to the bed at a glance, and approached to pick it up, it was a bloodstained handkerchief.

Lin Qingyan had a thought, clutched his handkerchief and walked out of the room.

The sky was a little dark, and it was already after dinner, Lin Qingyan ignored it completely, and strode towards Zhou Yao's residence.

Lin Qingyan secretly thought as she walked, if Zhou Ji's room was not bright, she would turn around and go back, and the matter of returning the handkerchief would be talked about tomorrow.

Lin Qingyan stood upright where his forehead was smashed, and the room opposite him was lit by a dancing candlelight, but Lin Qingyan could be sure that Zhou Ji was not in the room.

When approaching Zhou Yao's residence, Lin Qingyan saw a figure on the corresponding roof, took a closer look, and confirmed the guess in his heart, this person was Zhou Yao.

The second lady of the Zhou family is on the roof, isn't there a dangerous behavior of Yahuan to persuade her?

If it is true that the nine sons of the dragon are different, if it was Zhou Muyan, who is quiet and quiet, how could she not do such an act, the second lady of the Zhou family is bolder than ordinary women.

Zhou Ji, who was sitting on the ridge of the roof, asked first, "What are you doing!" ”

Zhou Ji remembered Lin Qingyan's injury, and immediately stood up to turn around and sit, not wanting to see Lin Qingyan.

"Be careful."

Lin Qingyan spoke out worriedly, and his eyes focused on Zhou Ji's every move.

"Nosy." After Zhou Ji sat down with her back to Lin Qingyan, she immediately replied stiffly, "Don't even think about apologizing." ”

Lin Qingyan took a step forward, regardless of whether Zhou Ji could see it or not, raised the handkerchief in his hand to show his intention, "I'm here to return this thing, and I should apologize to you, please don't take what I said to heart, as for this injury, I am to blame." ”

At this time, Zhou Ji did not have the urge to throw the teacup at that time, and it was her fault to hurt Lin Qingyan, but who told Lin Qingyan to say that her sister was not, and she personally bandaged Lin Qingyan's wound for this matter, and also ordered Yahuan to send rice porridge.

Lin Qingyan bent down and put the folded square handkerchief on the stone steps in front of the door, looked up at the silent Zhou Yao, turned around and walked away.

"Stop, who let you go!"

Lin Qingyan stopped, the corners of his mouth disappeared when he turned around, and asked with a stern face, "If I want to leave, do I want to stand on the deserted ground and accompany you?" ”

Zhou Ji didn't respond, hesitated for a moment, and pointed to the square wooden stick at his right foot that did not belong to the length of the palm of the protruding eaves.

Lin Qingyan was very clear, and easily went around to the back of the house, where Zhou Ji pointed to a thick and straight, very sturdy wooden ladder, Lin Qingyan held the two ends of the ladder with both hands, and his body lay on the ladder as a whole, and his feet climbed up the beam step by step.

Zhou Ji lowered her head slightly, and Lin Qingyan's clumsy and slow appearance approaching the eaves came into view.

"Coward."

Zhou Ji scolded, but her body moved to the left, leaving enough space for Lin Qingyan.

Lin Qingyan went to the roof safely and sat side by side with Zhou Ji, with a slight distance between the two.

The night was silent, and the silence between the two did not break the silence.

Zhou Ji hung her head, put her hands on her thighs, and played with her fingers repeatedly. Lin Qingyan on the side propped his hands on the wooden beam on his spine, and stared at Zhou Ji from time to time, enjoying the beautiful scenery above.

"I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

Lin Qingyan suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and he didn't hear Zhou Yao's sudden words clearly.

"I said, I accept your apology."

Zhou Yao pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you with a teacup." ”

Zhou Ji's eyes moistened a little, and she glared at Lin Qingyan without the so-called momentum.

Lin Qingyan looked at her like this, as if he had bullied her.

Lin Qingyan had no choice but to comfort, "It's okay, it's all over, what to do with it." ”

"You're fine, but I'm fine, my sister left, don't want me anymore."

Zhou Ji lowered her head and lay on her knees, with sobs in her slightly hoarse rebuttal, "My father and mother didn't even allow me to go out of the house to look for it, saying that if I lost it again, they wouldn't survive." ”

Lin Qingyan raised his left hand behind Zhou Yao, wanting to appease him, but the hand that was about to be attached to Zhou Yao's back was finally retracted.

"It may not be good to stay, it may not be bad to leave, besides, you have Uncle Zhou, aunt and me, I will not leave."

Zhou Ji muttered "liar".

Lin Qingyan looked up at the stars that seemed to be within reach, and chuckled without refutation.