There was the sound of eager footsteps outside the door, and as soon as the door opened, I saw Ming Gong entering the door with medicinal soup. Ming Gong's face was covered with sweat, his face was dyed with a few stripes of charcoal ash, and his face was flushed.

Wang Jingzhi hurriedly took the medicine in Ming Gong's hand, put the medicine on the couch, arched his hand and said, "Hard Ming Gong." ”

Ming Gong casually wiped the sweat on his face with his big sleeve, but said with a hearty smile: "Quickly pour the medicinal soup for her!" ”

Wang Jingzhi nodded slightly, picked up Yang Yu on the soft collapse, let her lean in his arms, and the medicinal soup was sent to her lips, but Yang Yu was unconscious and couldn't drink the medicine at all.

Wang Jingzhi pursed his lips, the corners of his lips almost became a line, and then, he suddenly put the medicine bowl on his lips, took a sip of the medicine, and then put his lips on Yang Yu's lips, and in this way, with the help of his lips, Yang Yu finally drank the medicinal soup.

Wang Jingzhi laughed heartily, he turned to look at Ge Xiangong and Ming Gongdao: "She drank it!" Before the words fell, I saw that the two people had already turned their faces to the side at some point, and they didn't dare to look, and the two of them were red-faced.

Wang Jingzhi couldn't help but chuckle, turned his head, and continued to drink all the bitter medicinal soup to Yang Yu in the same way. In the end, he seemed to be a little unsatisfied, licked between Yang Yu's sweet lips, his face was pink, and even the roots of his ears were slightly red, like a treasure, and put Yang Yu back on the couch.

"Wang Jingzhi Meng Langzhisi, I really should call all the girls in the world to take a look!" Ge Xian Gong frowned at Wang Jingzhi and said with a chuckle.

"Lang Jun. The servant at the door hung his head and shouted inside.

Wang Jingzhi raised his head slightly, and said softly: "What's the matter?" ”

The servant half-knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "The city lord will hold a banquet and entertain you, please go to Lang Jun." ”

Wang Jingzhi raised his lips and smiled: "I'm not in good health, I need to rest for a few days, and then I will go to the city lord to ask for guilt when I recover from my illness." ”

The servant at the door is Wang Jingzhi's domestic servant, and the reason why he said this is to tell the people waiting outside that he is sick and does not see anyone, even if you have a thousand tricks, I don't see you, what can you do to me?

The servant replied in a low voice, "Yes." Closing the door, turning around and stepping out of the hospital, his body was straight, he smiled and said to the servants of the city lord's mansion who were waiting outside: "My family Lang Jun is sick, Lang Jun will personally make amends to the city lord after he recovers from his illness, I hope the city lord will not be surprised." Although they are both servants, Wang Jingzhi's servants seem to be elegantly worded, with a straight back, even if they are no worse than the scholars, they are standing there, carrying a clear and far-reaching bearing.

The city lord's servants are accustomed to groveling, and at this moment, the ordinary servants who saw Wang Jingzhi's reply were so extraordinary, and they didn't dare to say much, they smiled awkwardly, and wanted to learn this person's words, but they couldn't say it, and they stood there for a long time before they said: "The slave will go back." After saying that, he ran away.

At noon the next day, Wang Jingzhi fed Yang Yu the last bowl of decoction. Ge Xiangong smiled and said, "Jingzhi, hold your Qingqing alive, don't let her lie down." ”

"Yes. Wang Jingzhi straddled behind Yang Yu and held her shoulders with both hands, suddenly, Yang Yu trembled violently, her body fainted unconsciously, but trembled like chaff.

Wang Jingzhi looked at Ge Xiangong, only to see that he was looking at Yang Yu with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for something.

Yang Yu shook half a cup of tea, and suddenly, the upper body rushed forward, "wow", and squirted out thick black vomit from his mouth, scattered all over the ground, and in an instant, the room was filled with a disgusting smell.

Ge Xiangong said with a happy face: "It's done!" ”

Wang Jingzhi looked down at the ground, and saw that in the pool of black filth, there were many black dots densely packed. Suddenly, Wang Jingzhi's body was cold, and he hugged Yang Yu tightly in his arms.

Ge Xiangong opened the doors and windows, and a servant entered the door, cleaning up the filth with neat hands and feet.

Wang Jingzhi slowly put Yang Yuping on the soft couch, he didn't know how long he hadn't rested well, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, he took her withered little hand, and said with a smile: "Yang Ayu, I have a life-saving grace with you, you can no longer regard me as a flood beast, and you must repay the life-saving grace with your body." His eyes were as deep as a deep pool, as clear as spring water, and as bright as the starry sky, just like that, he looked at Yang Yu with a silk cloth wrapped around his face for a moment.

Ge Xiangong joked on the side: "Only Wang Jingzhi in the world can say such shameless words so frankly. ”

Yang Yu on the couch only felt a heavy feeling for many days, and suddenly, it disappeared, and an unfamiliar voice came from her ears, Yang Yu slowly opened her eyes.

Those starry eyes crashed into her eyes.

Wang Jingzhi looked at Yang Yu who opened his eyes, the corners of his lips slowly rose, revealing white fluorescent teeth, and his voice was like jade hitting an ice chisel: "Qingqing is willing to wake up?" The indescribable tiredness on his face, and the smile that came from his heart at that moment, made Yang Yu's eyes red for no reason.

Yang Yu did not refuse Wang Jingzhi's title and closeness for the first time, smiled with a slightly hoarse voice, and said softly: "I can't let go of this rolling red dust." ”

Wang Jingzhi tilted his head, always feeling that Yang Yu had changed somewhere, her face was wrapped in silk cloth, only the tips of her eyes, nose and lips were exposed, but he felt her moved and delighted. Wang Jing stroked her soft hair with one hand, repeatedly, extremely lightly and gently.

Yang Yu raised the corners of his lips with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse and paused slightly: "Is Lang Jun happy with Ah Yu?" ”

Wang Jingzhi's smile was both gentle and cheerful, and his cold lips were slightly raised upward, and he said, "Yes." His eyes seemed clearer than ever, and his cloak eyes stared at Yang Yu's eyes for a moment.

Yang Yu just looked at those eyes, and his heart beat a little faster for no reason. She whispered again, "So is Ah Yu." Yang Yu's eyes, with unprecedented expectations, she has long been accustomed to making decisions and planning by herself. She couldn't help but think that she often heard the play say that love is deep, the living can die, and the dead can live. She has never felt such a feeling, she has just experienced life and death, how can she easily give up the love in her heart, and be brave once, no matter what the outcome is, even if she dies again, if she really deeply understands the feeling of loving someone once, isn't it a kind of happiness?

Yang Yu's eyes were unconsciously covered with a thick layer of mist, and the mist turned into tears in a blink of an eye, snatching out of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jingyi's well-proportioned and slender hands, stretched out his index finger, and wiped her tears dry, he was obviously aware that Yang Yu in front of him had changed, but he couldn't tell where it was, his brows frowned slightly, and then smiled, obviously she is still that girl, if it really changes, it is probably the state of mind. (To be continued.) )