Qingzhi knew that she had no choice, she couldn't say anything at the moment, and whatever she said would arouse the suspicions of Huang Mao and Guan Xiao.

He couldn't do anything, such as forcibly taking his arm away, and the movement was too loud and would also arouse the suspicion of Huang Mao and Guan Xiao.

He could only let his arm under his neck.

Lying side by side with him like this, my heart rippled in layers, and it was so difficult to fall asleep.

She sensed that he didn't seem to be asleep either.

Such moments of silence are so turbulent.

She watched the moonlight at the window dim little by little, and the room fell into darkness, but she still didn't feel sleepy.

I don't know how long it took for her to fall asleep in a daze.

When there was a glimmer of light in the sky, she woke up and turned her face to see that Lu Shikang was still asleep.

So he quickly put his arm back at his side.

It's not good to wait until someone else sees it.

Lying on the bed, looking around the room, the four walls are made of gray and white stone, there are two windows on the south and north walls of the room, the wooden windows are not very carved, simple and rough, only the window frames and pasted paper, the window paper is yellowed because of age, and there is no furniture in the room except for the bed.

The beds are arranged in rows one by one, and in order to sleep more people in a row, the width of the bed can only allow one person to lie down.

Each row can accommodate about fifteen people, and there are ten rows in total, that is, one room can accommodate about one hundred and fifty people.

A few people in the room had already woken up, lying on the bed and chatting in a low voice. Most of them are still asleep.

Soon Huang Mao and Guan Xiao had woken up and were talking to the people next to them, and a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen asked them:

"You got there last night?"

"yes, didn't you say you could only arrive at night?" Huang Mao replied.

"The focus of my question is on the word 'yesterday,' not the word 'night.'" The man said.

"This is in vain, and of course we can only come last night when we suddenly appeared. How long have you been here? Huang Mao asked the man.

"It's been three years......"

"It was here three years ago?" Huang Mao thought that this place had just been built.

"What about three years? The oldest person here came nine years ago, and of course, there weren't many people in that year......"

"So this place was there nine years ago?"

"Well, I guess so."

At this time, many people knew that there were four new arrivals, so they gathered around and asked Huang Mao and Guan Xiaodong, some asked where their home was, some asked if there were parents and wives at home, and some thought about coming here, and so on.

In order not to let everyone ask more, Qingzhi began to close his eyes and pretend to sleep after the first person came.

In this way, in a short period of time, everyone in this room knew that there were four people this time, named Huang Mao, Guan Xiao, Lu Kang, and Qingkong.

And the young man named Qingkong is a scholar named Lu Kang's son.

It's the first time I've brought a scholar here.

Huang Mao also told everyone that the little scholar who came here was still a cleanliness addict, and he had to wipe the books his son-in-law read every day and wipe them all out......

When the crowd heard this, they began to burst into laughter.

Qingzhi said in his heart, this may also be good for himself, and some occasions where it is inconvenient for him to be with other people, such as bathing and entering the thatched house, have an excuse to avoid everyone.

After all, most people who are obsessed with cleanliness are eccentric.

Therefore, it will be convenient to do inconvenient things by yourself in the future.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought, could it be that Lu Shikang had thought of this a long time ago, so he deliberately said that he was extremely clean in front of Huang Mao and Guan Xiao?

Thinking about what he had said last night, she thought he had said it on purpose.

Last night, when she stood in front of the bed, and when he explained to Huang Mao why he didn't go to bed, he could have said that he was afraid of dirt and didn't want to come up, but he said that he was like an extremely eccentric cleanliness fetish.

There could only be one reason why he said this, that is, he had already anticipated the troubles he would encounter here in the future, and secretly solved them for himself in advance.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that Lu Shikang was even more good at finding and solving problems.

The most difficult things in the future life here were solved by him with a single sentence.

Again, she marveled at how clever and wise he was.

Qingzhi heard a name named Ji Cheng mentioned from time to time during their conversation, and these people compared Ji Cheng and Lu Shikang from time to time, so they guessed that Ji Cheng in the mouth of this group was also a well-born son.

After asking a lot of questions, they all dispersed.

After no longer standing in front of the bed, Qingzhi opened his eyes. Seeing that Lu Shikang hadn't woken up yet, he stared at his handsome face in a daze.

Looking at his face, she thought to herself, is it lucky or unfortunate that she has met such a person?

Let's say it's lucky, it's true that she thinks so in her heart. She even felt that meeting him was the happiest thing in her life.

She knew that no one would ever be as crazy as he was.

However, she felt that she might actually be unlucky, remembering that on the day he was injured by an arrow, the women who were surrounded by her third sister on the second floor of the Moon Tower, so many of them were secretly looking at him, some of these people looked at him with admiration, but some of them looked at him with a mixture of love and hate.

Those who have a love-hate gaze must have had a period with him.

Who knows if one day you will become such a woman?

If one day, he is no longer like this, how will she feel?

Will it be like losing everything?

When he was thinking like this, he woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, Qingzhi didn't have time to avoid his gaze, and happened to meet him.

I saw the corners of his mouth go up, and said, "Qingkong......"

“......”

"You woke up earlier than Ben Gongzi."

"No, you will sleep." After speaking, I was afraid that others would think that she didn't look like a scholar, so I had to pretend to be a little humble at this time and said, "Childe, how did you sleep at night?" ”

"I slept well, but I don't know why my arm seems to be pressed by a big stone, it's a little sore, quickly rub it for my son......"

Aoeda really wanted to hit him.

Last night, he put his arm under his neck and insulted himself all night, and now he secretly said that he was a big stone, and he really let himself be his subordinate, so that he wanted to rub his arm for him!

However, he had to pretend in front of everyone and play the role of a competent scholar.

She had no choice but to put her hand on his arm and rub it for him. Of course, it is impossible for her to help him knead well, she has a lot of strength to knead!

"Forget it, you stupid hands, you can't rub your arms, it's better for this son to rub it himself!"

She chuckled inwardly and took the hand from his arm.