Wei Qingqing approached step by step without giving up and kept asking questions, but Ji Li was determined not to mention it and retreated step by step.

He retreated to the last sad expression, and his tone was almost pleading, "Qingqing, don't ask again, okay?" I can tell you anything but about that man! ”

Wei Qingqing saw that whether it was coercion, temptation or begging, Ji Li, who seemed to be very talkative, didn't say a word about anything related to the man in black, so she could only change the question in the end, "Some time ago, Meiyuan Yaji plagiarized poetry, did you secretly send that blue booklet to help me get through the difficulties?" ”

Ji Li really shook his head in denial as Wei Qingqing expected, "I have only sent you things twice since I returned to Beijing, the bag of silver that I threw into the carriage last time, and the prescription that someone sent you this time." ”

Although Ji Li is also excellent in medicine, Wei Qingqing's intuition tells her that he is not the man in black who taught her medicine and poetry in her dream...... Now when I ask it, it is indeed so.

Although Ji Li refused to say much, Wei Qingqing was sure of one thing - Ji Li knew who the man in black was!

Ji Li obviously also knew that he was likely to be the only person in the know......

He was afraid that Wei Qingqing would ask again, and after answering her last question, he took the opportunity of her stunned to turn the horse's head, and even ran away without even saying goodbye!

After Wei Qingqing came back to her senses, she was full of helplessness, and watched Ji Li's back disappear quickly with a depressed face, even if she was unwilling, she could only be helped by the rice cake to get into the carriage and go all the way to Jianningbo's mansion.

On the way, Wei Qingqing leaned against the wall of the car and closed her eyes to recuperate, and pondered the pitiful clues from Ji Li's mouth in her mind - first of all, although Ji Li had superb medical skills and secretly helped her, he was not the man in black who taught her medical skills in her dream.

Secondly, judging from Ji Li's look and the few words he revealed, it seems that her past seems to be painful, so he is reluctant to mention it.

But who hurt her?

What kind of pain will make Ji Li reluctant to tell him?

Is that pain related to the man in black who is still a mystery?

The more Wei Qingqing thought about it, the more confused she became, and the more mysteries in her heart became, which made her gradually a little irritable!

"Don't go back to the house first, go for a walk outside the city!" She was so upset that she simply told the coachman to change the route, planning to go for a walk in the suburbs.

The carriage quickly turned in a different direction, and Wei Qingqing put aside all kinds of troubles in her heart, opened a small slit in the indigo window, and looked at the bustling street market to relieve her boredom.

Her gaze was wandering aimlessly, but she was suddenly attracted by a little monk, who was holding a small object made of copper and iron with a strange appearance.

The small object was only the size of a palm, and it looked a bit like a rake mirror but it was not a rake mirror, and the place where the mirror should have been inlaid was hollowed out, and there were three thin iron leaves inlaid in it, and the workmanship was very exquisite, and it looked like a delicate thing for people to play with.

The little monk was selling that strange little object to a white-faced scholar, "Childe, this gadget is called a 'hand-held fan', which is not only delicate and fun but also very durable, as long as you shake this rocker, these fan blades will rotate quickly, bringing a cool breeze, compared to using a paper fan to fan the wind, it can be said to be both labor-saving and cool!" ”

At the same time, the coachman happened to drive the carriage past the little monk, so that Wei Qingqing happened to listen to the little monk's words word for word.

The little monk's words were a little strange, causing Wei Qingqing to subconsciously look back at the hand-held fan...... This glance made her suddenly have a sense of familiarity with it!

Her eyes were glued to the hand-held fan, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became...... She seems to have seen something like that before!

But where have you seen it?

Wei Qingqing frowned, reminiscing bitterly.

This time, she no longer thought hard to no avail, but followed the delicate hand-held fan and remembered a behemoth - she had never seen the delicate hand-held fan in the hand of the little monk, but she had seen an enlarged version of the hand-held fan!

She even knew that the handheld fan was composed of three fan blades, two wheels, a rocker, and a base.

Some images jumped out of the dusty memories and appeared in her mind without warning, and the people in the pictures were still her and the man in black......

"Ah Qing, look, I succeeded! I really made it! He stood proudly in front of a huge hand-cranked fan, pointed to the hand-cranked fan that successfully rotated and blew a strong cool breeze and said: "I have long said that since this hand-cranked fan can be built by Yongzheng, then I can naturally do it too!" ”

"I knew you were going to succeed." When she said this, she was smiling and standing behind the big rocking fan made of copper and iron, holding the rocker in her bare hands and shaking the rocker evenly and powerfully, so that the fan blades "whirred" up.

"Aqing, although I can only make a hand-cranked fan, I can make the hand-cranked fan smaller and change it into a small and delicate hand-held fan, so that you can play with it in your hand in the summer!"

His hand was on the back of her hand, and while shaking the joystick with her, he introduced his idea with a flutter of eyebrows, and when it came to the place of rise, he gestured at her with both hands and feet, "This big base must not be wanted, the main body must be made smaller, preferably only the size of a palm; ”

"Make the appearance more delicate, if you can be embellished with some gems like a rake mirror! In this way, the hand-held fan can not only be used to play to relieve boredom, but also blow a cool breeze to relieve the heat, and it will definitely be highly respected by those young ladies and gentlemen! ”

"Sounds good, even I'm looking forward to it!" She said as she stopped what she was doing, wiped the sweat beads from her forehead with her sleeve, and looked at him with eyes full of encouragement and adoration, "Since you can start from nothing, why is it difficult to go from big to small?" ”

He was encouraged by these words with great ambition and confidence, "Aqing, it's good to have you by my side." ”

He has the ability, but he is useless.

He had a dream, but he could never achieve it.

She knew the bitterness, unwillingness, and grievances in his heart, and she always knew it.

But there was nothing she could do about it......

She could only gently hold his hand, and her slender fingers slowly inserted into his fingers until her fingers were tightly clasped, "Ah Ye, as long as I can be with you, I will be satisfied." ”

Her words miraculously soothed his heart and gradually restored peace to his heart.

He reached out to hold her face and slowly lowered his head to kiss her lips......

The picture ends abruptly here, and there is no follow-up.

But even so, this time Wei Qingqing got two important clues from the memory fragments: the first clue is related to the title - she called the man in black "Ah Ye", and his name has the same word "karma" as Ming Ye!

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