Because of Cheng Yan's matter, the night food in the Guogong Mansion was eaten by himself, and Cheng Qi sat in front of the dining table without any appetite, only biting his chopsticks, thinking about the conversation between Fang Cai and Cheng Yan.

- What happened last night?

- You're so smart, you wouldn't have thought of it.

Contacting Cheng Yunshan and Cheng Yunduo's attitude after learning of Cheng Yan's disappearance today, such an obvious inaction made Cheng Qi already know the inside story, and she was upset, but she didn't expect them to attack Cheng Yan again.

A fifteen-year-old child was tried to kill by two uncles three times and twice.

It's also a distant nephew.

How can I bear to do it.

Qingdai was waiting on the side, and seeing that she was absent-minded, she hurriedly said, "But these dishes are not to the girl's appetite?" "Put the chopsticks down and serve the plates," the slave called for a new one in the kitchen. ”

Cheng Qi came back to his senses, hurriedly pressed her hand, and said in his heart that the seven or eight dishes on the table were all beautiful and fake, and if he didn't like it, it would be too burning.

"Nope."

Cheng Qi said: "I'm just not hungry, besides, I can't eat so much." Stuff the spare dishes and chopsticks to Qing Dai, "Let's eat together." ”

Qing Dai was stunned for a moment, and withdrew her hand like a chestnut in the fire: "Don't you dare." ”

Cheng Qi sighed: "If I tell you to eat, you will eat, and there is no one else here." Forcibly pulled Qingdai to sit down, and when he saw her sitting on pins and needles, he laughed helplessly, "Eat quickly." ”

Qingdai was already hungry, and when she saw Cheng Qi's permission, she was relieved to eat.

Cheng Qi looked at her bulging cheeks, and suddenly remembered a girl, who was a lovelorn patient she rescued in the modern world, named Xu Qing.

It was the day after Cheng Qi's college entrance examination, and she returned to the low-rent house after working as usual, but she heard someone whimpering in the alley, she walked in and found Xu Qing after cutting her wrists.

The man clutched his wrist, his face was pale, and he couldn't stop crying, but because the whole person was stupid by the surging blood, he fell into a state of stiffness, and he couldn't even shout.

Cheng Qi didn't say a word, picked her up and ran to the hospital, paid for stitches, ran before and after, and accompanied her until she was discharged from the hospital, and then resolutely changed her college entrance examination intention.

Transitioned from interior design to the Police Academy.

Cheng Qi doesn't know why, but she knows that her sense of social responsibility and self-discipline are inhuman, and her physical fitness is very good, so it was very smooth sailing after entering the school.

In addition to violent law enforcement.

And Xu Qing has also become each other's best friends with her.

It is said that Qingdai and Xu Qing's eyebrows and eyes are really a little similar, especially the panicked appearance when encountering things, which is exactly the same, which makes people laugh.

It's just that Qingdai was eating, and found that Cheng Qi was staring at herself intently, and put down the dishes and chopsticks a little crampedly: "Slave...... Is it eating too much. ”

Cheng Qi chuckled, told her to eat with peace of mind, then got up and went up to the third floor, because she was not sleepy, she went to the window to lean, but saw that the courtyard door was pushed open.

Cheng Yan walked in.

Holding a gold silk soft pillow in his arms, he walked expressionlessly from the flat stone bridge to the wooden pavilion, put the soft pillow on the platform, lay down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

All this is in Xi Xin's eyes, and the person's expression at the moment is very indescribable.

Is this sleepwalking?

"Young Master Zongyu, what are you doing here?"

Xi Xin walked over with a face full of inexplicability and asked.

Cheng Yan lay straight and hugged his arms, feeling like a mummy, and said coldly: "Sleep." ”

Xi Xin only felt angry: "Young Master Zongyu, sleep...... You went back to your own courtyard to sleep, why did you come to our Qi girl's Tinglan Water Pavilion? Why is that? ”

Cheng Yan half-opened his eyes: "I didn't disturb her, I didn't go up to the third floor and broke the rules, I didn't even enter the door, I slept on this wooden pavilion platform, isn't it okay?" ”

"No way!"

A loud voice came.

The two turned around together, saw Cheng Qi standing at the door of the room, frowned, and said, "Cheng Yan, did you let the donkey kick your head?" What are you doing here? Go back to your house! ”

Cheng Yan sat up with his hands on his knees, told Xi Xin and Qing Dai to avoid, and then leaned against the railing and said lazily: "You don't care, I have my own reasons for doing this." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Cheng Qi rushing over in three steps and two steps, and said condescendingly to him: "Reason...... Fart! ”

Cheng Yan closed his eyes suddenly, then wiped his face with disgust, and then said, "Do you remember what I said to you not long ago?" ”

Cheng Qi slowly straightened up, and said in a somewhat complicated tone: "I guessed it." He sat next to him and dangled his legs along the railing, "It's just...... The third uncle wants to kill you, the Chen family shouldn't have been involved, this is originally the troubled waters of our Cheng family. ”

Cheng Yan sneered: "Don't forget ......"

"On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival."

Cheng Qi suddenly snatched his words: "How can I forget this, it seems that the Chen family still wants to kill people, and the events on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival are easy to stop." "What's going on?" ”

"No matter what, don't be afraid to come."

Cheng Yan said neatly: "You go upstairs to sleep, I'll keep a vigil for you tonight." ”

Cheng Qi was puzzled: "Why?" ”

"Because you're not safe right now."

The man did not hide it.

And Cheng Qi was stunned when he heard this, and after a few seconds, he was dazed and only felt a chill in his back, after all, Cheng Yan would not make such a joke no matter how boring he was, the purpose was just to run a vigil under his house.

"Who's going to kill me? Is it also the Chen family? Or the third uncle? ”

Cheng Yan couldn't say anything about the scroll, and he wasn't sure if the man in black last night was also the lackey of the Chen family, so he thought for a few seconds before he said, "You don't have to worry about this, I'll guard you." ”

Cheng Qi asked a few more times, but the man refused to say, she simply gave up asking, got up and went back to the third floor to sleep, and didn't let Qing Dai give him the bedding, only told him to feed the mosquitoes in the middle of the night.

But in the second half of the night, Cheng Qi couldn't fall asleep over and over, and he could still fall asleep after learning such exciting news, so how big is this person's heart.

And then a quarter of an hour later.

She fell asleep.

I slept soundly.

It seems that the stamina of last night's drug is still there.

And when it was dawn for more than an hour, Cheng Yan, who had been guarding this person all night, walked up the stairs, he looked at Cheng Qi's bold sleeping posture, frowned vigorously, and opened the scroll in his hand.

It's still the same.

The risk of death has not been lifted.

Cheng Yan exhaled, put the scroll away, pulled down the quilt for the man in disgust, and was about to go down the stairs, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the messy table.

Since he was scratched by a monkey last time, Cheng Qi has been practicing calligraphy recently, and there are piles of rice paper, and next to the paper, there is a handkerchief embroidered with one-third of it.

This should be the evening work left by Aunt Yun of the Vermilion Bird Building, the four corners of the veil are only embroidered, and the stitches are uneven like a dog gnawing bangs, is this Cheng Qi embroidered with his feet?

Cheng Yan frowned and looked at it, and said in his heart that it was possible.

Cheng Qi has not been able to do anything since he tried to hang himself, in case it is really a whim, embroidering it like this with his feet, it can be regarded as unlocking a hidden skill and activating an unknown talent.

…

…

Fuck it.

Cheng Yan only felt bad, threw the handkerchief back to its original position, turned around and went downstairs.

And the next morning, Cheng Qi woke up from his dream, groped his way down to find water to drink, and caught a glimpse of the handkerchief on the table—the four corners were fully patterned, and the stitches were as fine as if a machine was rushing to work.

Cheng Qi choked directly.

It won't be Cheng Yan who helped her embroider it.