The sound of opera drums is gone, and the noisy cheers are also gone, leaving only the throbbing heartbeat in the chest.

The atmosphere in the room was too dull and condensed, and the oil lamp on the table shook fragile twice, as if it could not withstand such a coercion and would be extinguished at any time.

"Tell me, who are they talking about?"

Ji Zheng asked, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he easily peeled off the fragile camouflage on Qiao Ling's body, and saw the inferior and weak soul huddled inside.

Her face was pale and her body was shaky, which had said everything, but he refused to trust his own judgment, and he had to get verification from her mouth.

The hand hanging at his side was clenched into a fist, and his nails sank into the flesh, but his body seemed to be unconscious, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Second brother, I'm ...... It's okay, don't listen to their nonsense. ”

Her heart was weak, her voice was very soft, trembling slightly, and she was faintly crying.

Ji Zheng tried hard to recall the scenes of getting along with her in the past few days in his mind, he carried her back directly on the first night, and then he either walked with her around her or walked in front of her, so he never noticed her abnormality.

How did Qiao Hansheng take care of her? How could it make her hurt her leg and leave a lifelong defect?

Ji Zheng was very angry, and his chest was burned by the monstrous anger, which hurt more than all the injuries he had suffered outside in the past two years.

The discussion outside is getting louder, and the ridicule and malice are getting worse.

He got up, Qiao Ling trembled with fright, thinking that he was going to rush out and beat someone, but saw Ji Zheng squatting down in front of her: "Which leg was injured?" ”

His voice was hoarse, as if it had been polished by rough sand.

Qiao Ling took two steps back, ashamed and annoyed: "It's already good, you...... You can't watch! ”

Hengcheng tradition, a girl who has not been out of the cabinet is not allowed to let a man see her feet.

Ji Zheng grabbed her ankles and didn't let her back back, looking up at her, the corners of his eyes were already blood-red, like a trapped beast that had been cornered, and with a little stimulation, it would roar and tear everything apart.

The second brother felt very sorry for her.

This realization made Qiao Ling unable to retreat anymore, his throat was choked and he couldn't speak, and he lifted his skirt a little: "Left leg." ”

The skirt was plush and thick, she only wore a pair of loose white underwear, and Ji Zheng gently rolled up her trouser legs, revealing her fair and slender calves.

Qiao Ling's legs are very good-looking, although they are thin, but their skeleton is also small, so the whole person is still fleshy.

On her left leg, there was a coin-sized scar, the scar was hideous and ugly, it was shot from the back, straight through.

Look at the shape of the scar, it is caused by an old shotgun.

The gunpowder used in shotguns is not as penetrating as bullets, and if you want to inflict such a wound, you have to shoot it almost close to the leg and stomach.

After the gunpowder exploded, in addition to penetrating wounds, there were also burns.

Such a wound is extremely painful!

Ji Zheng looked at the scar, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Over the years, he has suffered countless injuries, large and small, and at this moment, he didn't even have the courage to touch it.

"Does it hurt?"

He asked, remembering that Zhang Xu was shot in the shoulder before, and when the military doctor helped him operate to remove the bullet, he bit off the wooden stick thick on the baby's arm in pain.

A big man is in pain like that, how did she survive at that time?

Ji Zheng couldn't stop asking himself in his heart, but Qiao Ling's answer was: "It's been fine a long time ago, it doesn't hurt." ”

Her voice was soft and glutinous, trying to make her tone sound brisk, and Ji Zheng didn't need to look up to think of her desperately raising the corners of her lips.

Now it really doesn't hurt anymore, what it hurt like before, she doesn't want to say it to make him feel distressed.

How could there be such a stupid girl!

His heart hurt so badly that Ji Zheng held Qiao Ling's calf, leaned over and kissed the scar.

Qiao Ling was so frightened that he almost kicked him in the face.

"What are you doing...... Do? ”

"It doesn't hurt if the second brother kisses him."

He said softly, let go of Qiao Ling, put down his trouser leg, and carefully helped her tuck her trouser leg into her socks.

Qiao Ling saw that he was still calm, he didn't get angry, and he didn't kill himself, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice: "It didn't hurt a long time ago, and you didn't keep your word if you said that you were not allowed to play hooligan." ”

"I didn't play hooligan, I won't bully you in the future."

Ji Zheng tried his best to suppress the emotions surging in his chest, and didn't ask how Qiao was injured and who injured him.

That memory was so bloody and painful that he couldn't even let her recall.

"Are you full, do you want to eat anything else?"

The discussion and teasing outside continued, and Qiao Ling lost his appetite and shook his head.

Ji Zheng raised his hand to wipe off the oil stains on the corners of her lips: "Then let's go back early." ”

"Okay." Qiao Ling nodded, walked to the door and grabbed Ji Zheng's arm uneasily: "You have injuries, don't fight with others, they talk about people behind their backs, they will have a rotten mouth!" ”

Those people outside didn't leave, and this is the Su family's territory, in case he makes a move, Qiao Ling is afraid that he will suffer.

"Well, no fight today."

The coming day is long, and there will be opportunities in the future!

Ji Zheng patted Qiao Ling's hand to comfort him, opened the door of the private room and walked out.

There is probably some big drama in Jinchuan Pavilion tonight, the pavilion is now full of guests, and even the cubicles outside the private room are all full of guests.

The few people who spoke were crowded in that small space, eating melon seeds, eating melon seeds, watching the play, all of them were excited because of the gossip they shared, and when they saw Ji Zheng and Qiao Ling coming out, the words of several people were stunned.

Like Meng Wu, they didn't recognize Ji Zheng at first, only Qiao Ling.

Behind the scenes, the person was bumped into by the party, and the embarrassment is naturally quite subtle.

Several people were staring at each other in silence, Ji Zheng raised his hand to stop a guy who was running the hall, and hid a knife in his words: "These people's expenses today are all recorded in my account!" ”

“……”

Several people's eyelids jumped at the same time, and when they recognized Ji Zheng, their scalps instantly went numb.

Dog's day, are these running halls in Jinchuan Pavilion blind or dumb? Knowing that the demon of the Ji family was in the private room, he arranged for them to sit outside, didn't he know to remind him in advance?

Several people scolded the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Jinchuan Pavilion in their hearts, and they were trying to find a way to make up for it, Ji Zheng turned around and strode away with Qiao Ling.

"That, the second young ......"

Someone had the courage to speak, but was stunned by Ji Zheng's dark eyes, and unconsciously swallowed the words back.

"A few people should be thirsty after talking for so long, so I paid for a few people to drink ten jars of burning knives to moisten their throats."

“……”

Ten altars of burning knives, where is this to moisten the throat, this is to kill people!

Several people's faces turned white, and they heard Ji Zheng say: "You must drink it all, otherwise you will ......"

Otherwise what?

Ji Zheng didn't finish speaking, and directly expressed everything with his eyes.

The eyes were sharp and murderous, and several people didn't dare to have an opinion at all, and nodded again and again: "It must be, we will definitely not live up to the second young man's good intentions!" ”

Coming out of the Jinchuan Pavilion, the coachman was still waiting outside, and when he saw them, he immediately eagerly stepped forward and wiped the seat with a towel several times before letting the two of them get into the car.

Ji Zheng's face was still very bad, and the coachman didn't know what was going on, so he could only say, "Miss Qiao must be tired, take the car and rest for a while, I promise to send the two of you home quickly and steadily!" ”

"Thank you."

Qiao Ling habitually thanked him, the coachman had never touched such a no-frame lady, and he unconsciously smiled a little more on his face: "No thanks, the two of you sit down tightly!" ”

After getting in the car, Ji Zheng didn't speak again, and went all the way home in silence, Ji Zheng directly took Qiao Ling back to his room and asked someone to bring hot water to bathe her.

It's already very shy to sleep in his room, how can you still take a shower here?

Seeing what she was thinking, Ji Zheng withdrew from the room: "You wash it yourself, I'll guard it for you outside." After saying that, he pulled the door open.

Qiao Ling hesitated for a moment, went over to pull the deadbolt, and used the coat rod to prop up a simple screen, and then took off his clothes and took a shower with confidence.

Knowing that Ji Zheng was outside the door, she didn't dare to make too much noise, finished washing, changed into the lace nightdress before, wrapped herself in the quilt like a rabbit, and then said slyly to the outside: "I'm done, I'm sleeping, second brother, you can find another room to sleep in." ”

She was a little proud, and felt that she was very smart, so she shut Ji Zheng out.

The lights in the house haven't been turned off yet, Ji Zheng knows what kind of abacus she is playing, and she is not angry, and gently advises: "If you are afraid of the dark, turn on the light, it will be cold at night, and you should be honest and don't kick the quilt." ”

He is such a fierce person outside, and he is even more nagging than his mother at this time.

"I know, it's not a child, you can go to sleep too!"

Qiao Ling yawned, and even wrapped his head in the quilt.

Ji Zheng stood outside the door for a while before leaving, but instead of going to sleep, he went to Zhang Xu's room.

Zhang Xu hadn't slept yet, changed into a light gray cotton coat, and was wiping his gun with a towel.

An imitation Mauser pistol that has been used for three years has lost its paint, and he still has to look like something.

Seeing Ji Zheng, he reflexively got up and stood upright, but he was gossiping: "Second Shao, I just heard that your old lady asked your eldest brother to marry a little wife, and said that if he refused to marry, she would go on a hunger strike!" ”

Yelan's face flashed in Ji Zheng's mind, he shook his head, he didn't take this matter to heart, and raised his hand to throw Zhang Xu a piece of ocean: "Find a sack, go to Jinchuan Pavilion tonight, and squat a person named Su Zhiyao for me." ”

"Who? To die or to live? ”

"Don't get killed, just beat half to death, and throw it at the gate of the Su family early tomorrow morning, it can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from me to the old man."

Tsk, this gift is really special.

Zhang Xu muttered in his heart that his deputy marshal was really lacking in morality, and at the same time, he happily found a sack and a cowhide rope in his arms, and was ready to go out to do bad things.

He went out with his front foot, Ji Zheng also followed out with his back foot, Zhang Xu didn't turn a tendon, and waved his hand: "Deputy Marshal, go back, I promise to do this for you beautifully!" ”

He also thought that Ji Zheng was not at ease to come to see him off, but Ji Zheng rolled his eyes: "Get out of you." ”

After speaking, he beckoned a rickshaw and said in a low voice: "Go to Qiao's medical center." ”

There are some things that he can't ask Qiao Ling, but he can ask Qiao Hansheng!