When Ying Orichu woke up, it was still dark.

As soon as I wanted to turn over and move, I felt a dry cough in my throat and even some pain.

She frowned, and sat up stiffly.

- Hey, where is this?

Glancing at the furnishings in the room, it looks like the layout style of a large family.

"Qi Liang fights for ......" mosquitoes spit out of their mouths, and no one responded.

Is she the only one left?

Kick on your shoes and push the door out, and you're greeted by a cold wind wrapped in mist.

Choked the girl and coughed non-stop.

The two men who were talking under the trees in the courtyard were both stunned, following the sound of coughing.

"This sister is really stupid." The little beggar laughed.

Qi Liangzheng didn't answer, only watched the girl walking towards them in a slight daze.

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer." He said.

Ying Zhichu only shook his head, his eyes fell on the young man's right hand, and he was obsessed with it, and he even wanted to step forward and turn his palm to see it clearly.

When he drugged her last night, she didn't have the time to look closely, I don't know if he was using his fingers or ...... What, I just think that if he and Yue Mo are generally infected with poisonous blood, then Qi Liangzheng will lose a lot.

But you can't, let him lose.

Qi Liang contended with her for a few breaths, understood her careful thoughts at the moment, put his hand behind his back, and cut off her thief sight.

"Don't get in the way, I've already eaten the poison pill." The boy is not salty or light.

The girl let out an "oh" and gave up.

But he still stared at the young man's cheek uneasily, and even pretended to aim at him inadvertently...... Limbs?

"Do you agree to what you just said?" The little beggar asked.

Qi Liangzheng didn't listen to the thoughts, looked at the girl with slightly sideways eyes, and there was a hint of helplessness on his slightly tired cheeks.

"Hungry?"

Without waiting for the girl to answer, he walked straight to the kitchen in the southeast corner.

"Here, I'll make you something to eat."

"Oh, okay." Ying Zhichu touched his empty stomach, glanced at the little beggar and trotted to catch up with the black-clothed boy.

Xiao Qi couldn't laugh on his face, could he still be like this?

"Alas, this Lord Qi is really unprofessional. Tsk~" The little beggar shook his head and had to raise his legs to keep up.

After tossing for a night last night, after sending the woman to this mansion, he fought for Qi Liang to bandage the medicine.

After all, the injury on that body was exhausting him, and he tossed for most of the night.

Although, in some respects, he was also full of eyes, but with tears on his face, how could he have the heart to appreciate it......

Moreover, this should have been Xueshuang, Fu Chase, even if it was the task of the stupid sister who was drooling and sleeping, it was finally honored to fall into his hands?

"Ahh The little beggar yawned and was sleepy.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw a pile of ingredients piled up in the corner, and raw meat and the like were also abundant, and it seemed that there were signs of people living here.

"This house is also your Qi's family?" The little beggar sat aside, looked at the silly sister who was making the fire, and then looked at the young man who was chopping vegetables on the side, and asked casually.

"The house I bought has been empty." Qi Liangzheng seemed unwilling to talk about this issue more, so he dismissed it in two simple sentences.

The little beggar shook his shoulders and sighed: "Lord Qi shouldn't have raised a little Jiao Niang here, right?" In terms of the cleanliness of the kitchen and the abundance of ingredients, and there are not a few fallen leaves in the courtyard, it really doesn't look like no one has lived there, right, sister? ”

Ying Zhichu's little face was flushed by the firelight, she held the wooden block and looked at the little beggar, and said slightly confused: "What, are you jealous that people can raise a man to spoil a girl or something?" ”

"Poof-" The little beggar was choked, his face turned crimson with anger, and his tone was a little aggrieved, "Sister is a joke that no one wants me?" ”

Ying Zhichu stuffed the wooden block into the fire, clapped his palms and got up, looked at the acting boy innocently, and nodded: "Yes, that's what I meant." ”

"You!" The little beggar paused, his eyebrows and eyes dyed with anger.

Ying Zhichu only turned around lightly, and stirred the clear soup in the hot pot with a spoon.

Qi Liang fought for the hand of chopping vegetables, looked at the girl who was stirring soup not far from his side, and suddenly said: "The idea of raising a little Jiao Niang is not bad, but if you find a lady with a very soft temper, this way will work." ”

Ying Zhichu scooped up the hot soup into a small bowl, put it to his mouth and blew it, then tasted it twice and nodded with satisfaction.

"yes, it's also fun to raise noodles." Ying Zhichu held the soup bowl, revealing only two bright eyes.

"Can you afford it?" The boy raised his eyebrows, but his hand movements did not stop.

"I can afford to raise it, I roll the dice but a must, who can't afford it." After the girl finished speaking, she gulped down the bowl of white soup.

I slept all night, but I was thirsty.

I thought that Qi Liangzheng would choke back again, but who knew that he didn't.

Until the meal was brought to the table, the boy did not continue the topic.

The boy boiled a duck porridge, fried two delicious and fragrant vegetarian dishes, and steamed an egg custard.

After the three of them were full of porridge, the little beggar touched his stomach and was very satisfied.

"Master Qi's craftsmanship is really not like someone...... Four or five handfuls of salt are put on a fish soup stew, and you will never forget it when you think about it. The little beggar rolled his eyes, and his face was full of pain.

It seems that that time is so unreminiscent that it should not be recalled.

Ying Zhichu held the hand of the dishes and chopsticks for a moment, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You go wash the dishes." ”

"Why am I?" The little beggar was not convinced.

"Because you eat white food."

"I ...... Didn't you eat it? ”

"I'm hurt, I can't get wet."

"I still have poison on my body, in case I break my finger when I drop the bowl. Besides, your wounds are good in your mouth, but not in your hands! ”

“……”

“……”

Qi Liang raised his cheeks and looked at the two of them silently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Meaning, I'll cook, and then wash the dishes for you by the way?" ”

Ying Zhichu and Xiao Qi looked at the young man at the same time, both of them realized it later, and said in unison: "Ah, what you said makes some sense. ”

"Mud!"

In the end, the young man in black left with a gloomy face and chopsticks.

Ying Zhichu quietly followed.

The boy was carrying water at the well, and noticed her footsteps, but he didn't even look at it.

I just rolled up my sleeves and washed the dishes carefully.

His movements were neat and brisk, and it didn't take much effort, and a few small bowls were neatly stacked.

Ying Zhichu looked at his fair-skinned and slender, traceless fingers, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Fortunately, there was no poisoning.

"Huh-" The boy had already seen through her intentions, and just sighed softly.

"I, I'm afraid of hurting you." She added intermittently.

"Come here, help me carry the basin." Young vocal voice.

"Oh." She obediently crouched down and lifted the basin at his feet, and felt as if her head had hit the man's chest.

He just wanted to retreat, but he stretched out his arms and fished them into his arms.

"You, you let me go." The girl was struggling and wanted to let go and hit him.

And Qi Liangzheng just lowered his head slightly, imprinted a kiss on her hair, and sighed softly: "The dark wind has not returned all night." ”

The girl immediately dissipated half of her anger, looked up at his face with a clear conscience, and asked, "What does this mean?" ”

The young man used his wet fingers to pull away the broken hair on her forehead, and his tone was slightly bitter, "It means that he has not completed the task I gave him, perhaps, the county lord of Hui'an has already taken that dangerous move." ”

The girl immediately understood, and she also hurriedly saw the woman who disguised herself when she was arrested last night.

Even, she hadn't even seen the true face of the county lord of Hui'an.

I only remember what the woman said before leaving.

- Don't worry, I'll save him for you.

…… That girl must have been born very beautiful.

Ying Weaving thought in his heart, and then opened his mouth to persuade,

"Qi Liangzheng, it's not your fault, don't think nonsense."

"Well, I don't think I'm to blame for what just happened." The teenager agreed.

"Ah, what are you talking about?" She was confused.

The boy bent the corners of his lips, bowed his head again, and touched her forehead lightly.

It wasn't until the girl went from ignorance to understanding, and her face turned from white to red, that she deeply understood the meaning of the man's sentence "I didn't blame him just now".

"You, you're really shameless." The girl summed up with chagrin.

"Those who have a face and skin have already been angry with you." The boy seemed to be smiling.

"You said Yao Yu, then, I still have to go to Langguo to explain that matter clearly, but do you really know my father's whereabouts, I'm talking about Liang, Lord Liang's whereabouts." Suddenly changed his words, Ying Weaving was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Qi Liang stood up and patted the folds on his body, and then looked at the woman who was also holding a wooden basin and stood up in a daze.

He asked his doubts, "If I knew about this, would I still let them do whatever they wanted with me?" ”

"But Sister Lushu said you know."

"It doesn't matter who says it, but who believes it does." With that, the man turned to leave.

"It's safe here, hide for two days, and then think about it in the long run."