"What? ran away, this kid caught her, and the old man helped her beat up this kid, and she didn't even say a word of thanks? Thinking of the little girl coming to her just now: "Did she mean it?" ”

Cen Xi didn't reply, but his face turned a little whiter, looking crumbling.

was so shocked that Wuchenzi left the girl behind and gave Cen Xi a pulse, and a smile on the corner of Cen Xi's mouth was so faint that he couldn't see it.

At this time, the most miserable thing is the son of the Zhu family who is still rolling on the ground, who was originally a talent, but now I am afraid that his father will not recognize him.

Wuchenzi stroked his mustache, Cen Xi's pulse was steady, the poison did not attack, Xu was frightened just now, his face was not good, he glanced at the Zhu family son on the ground again, put the account on his head, and looked at the Zhu family son for a while.

At this time, the rain outside was much lighter, and the attendants who went back in the rain also drove back with the carriage, and the people who came with him and Yu Huai saw the farce in front of him, and secretly said that the old man was causing trouble again.

Although Yu Huai has only returned to Kyoto in recent years, most people recognize him as the son of Zuo Xiang, and everyone pricked up their ears to hear what the identity of this old man is when they see this son walking towards the old man who has just beaten people.

As soon as Yu Huai came in, he arched his hand towards Wuchenzi: "Sir, son." ”

Yu Huai will call Mr. in front of the people, and call Cen Xi his son, Wuchenzi smiled comfortably, anyway, whether it is sincere or not, it is not easy to listen to this stinky boy call Mr.

Everyone knows that Yu Huai was sent to the poison saint since he was a child, and grew up with his son Cen Xi. So that is to say, this person who even Yu Huai wants to be honored as a son is Gongzi Cen Xi? No wonder the temperament and appearance are good.

Cen Xi continued to touch his nose in embarrassment, he was glad that everyone didn't know him just now......

Yu Huai secretly said what happened, he deliberately revealed the identities of the two of them because he didn't want something that didn't look long to surprise the two of them, why was Cen Xi's face so embarrassed, Yu Huai couldn't help but glance at the person on the ground, his eyes were cold.

The son of the Zhu family was like ashes, he just wanted to flirt with a people's girl, but he kicked the iron plate, and he couldn't get back the loss he suffered this time, one prince and the son of Zuo Xiang's husband, and the other was the prince.

I remembered the woman just now, she just led herself to run this way! Only then did she realize that she had hurt herself, and she could only suffer a loss in a sullen manner, and put all the accounts on Yaoji.

Wuchenzi swaggered over and didn't forget to kick the Zhu family's son, I don't know if it was intentional or what, it just kicked him in the sore spot, causing him to howl like killing a pig again.

Yu Huai put a silver ingot on the counter of the medical hall, asked the old doctor to show him the injury, and walked out side by side with Cen Xi after healing.

The hospital was silent throughout the whole process, and no one could afford to provoke them. One by one, they were amazed in their hearts, these two sons walked together really comparable, pleasing to the eye.

The rain gradually subsided, and everyone gradually dispersed.

Zhu Daren got the news, hurriedly came to pick up his son, Zhu Jiazi saw that his father seemed to have the backbone, and he cried loudly, Zhu Daren listened to the cause and effect, and also sensitively captured this paragraph of Yao Ji, but he thought more than his own son.

If she said that she didn't mean it, but she let her son be beaten and couldn't fight back, she could only suffer silently, if she said it was on purpose, then she knew Wuchenzi and Gongzi Cen Xi, and after listening to her son's description, she couldn't see her face clearly, what was her origin.

And Yaoji was drenched in some rain, her clothes were a little wet, she didn't rush into the rain just now, but went around to the shop next door, and at this time, Qiji, who was flying around in the sky, finally found her.

Because it was autumn rain, it was a little cold, and when she saw Qisi, Yao Ji suddenly felt a little dizzy, and she didn't go to the shop after that.

Qi Si said: "Childe, offended." He picked up Yaoji and flew back to Ninghou Mansion. Yao Ji thought to herself, she was really too weak.

Back at Ninghou Mansion, Qi Si threw Yao Ji to Yinghuan and Xingyu, and the two maids saw that Yao Ji's clothes were all wet, so they immediately brought hot water and waited for Yao Ji to bathe.

reported to Mrs. Ninghou again, and immediately sent someone to boil ginger soup and send it over, although Yaoji was a little sick, she still covered her face with her hands to prevent people from seeing it, and no one saw her face until Xingyu put the veil on her again, which made the two girls have a trace of doubt, could it be that the son is disfigured? The two of them thought about it and sympathized with Yaoji.

At night, Yaoji had a high fever again, Yinghuan hurriedly went to report to Mrs. Ninghou, and the doctor in the house also came and prescribed two patches of medicine to reduce Yaoji's fever.

Mrs. Ninghou looked at Yao Ji and frowned, falling into a nightmare, she didn't know what she was muttering, thinking that she remembered the death of her parents when she was a child, and her hand touched her forehead.

Yao Ji felt a trace of warmth, grabbed the hand affectionately, and muttered in her mouth, if you listen carefully, you can hear that it is the queen mother.

But Mrs. Ninghou didn't listen carefully, and felt pity for this child in her heart, because she had to leave because of the affairs in her house, and told Yinghuan and Xingyu to take care of it.

Yao Ji fell into a red mess at this time, the blood of more than 130 people in her grandfather's family that day, the blood of the queen mother, the distorted face of Concubine Fu, the so-called indifferent face of the father, constantly intertwined, and those black days kept repeating themselves in dreams, Yao Ji hated it......

The night passed, the fever subsided, the palms were bleeding, and the nightmare was over, but Yao Ji didn't want to open her eyes.

"Childe" is the voice of Yinghuan.

Yao Ji barely opened her eyes, and saw the concerned eyes of the two maids, but the two maids were startled, the eyes of the son were so red and bloodshot.

Xingyu reacted: "Childe, this is the medicinal porridge ordered by the doctor in the house, Childe should drink it while it is hot." ”

Yinghuan helped Yao Ji up, leaned on a pillow behind her back, wanted to make her comfortable, Yao Ji drank a small sip, last night's nightmare had her personal palace maid, grew up together since childhood, and the relationship was excellent, and then the palace changed and she took the lead in arranging for her to go out of the palace, and her whereabouts are still unknown, Yao Ji thought, familiar people are gone, and her eyes are dark.

Yaoji has been recuperating for nearly half a month during this illness, and she has not been idle at all during her recuperation, except for reading books, she listened to the two maids talk about the intricate relationship between the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and felt the situation in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

And the transcript that was handed over to the shopkeeper of the rouge shop half a month ago has also been sent to Qisi to get it back, and at night, Yao Ji studied it carefully and had a plan in her heart.

The pattern of the two maids is too small, which son is handsome, and which lady is talented, Yao Ji listened to the two girls chattering, and secretly judged the weight of the people behind them.

After the two maids retreated, Yao Ji casually sharpened the ink and wrote on the paper, and two big words jumped out of the paper: "Wishing home"