She lit the bronze lantern of the palace beauty, and in an instant, the entire study was in the dance of the candlelight.

Qi Mojing still had that expressionless appearance, holding the book in his hand, and glanced at Shi Jin gently.

This eye was extremely oppressive, and it was obviously a three-nine volt day, but a dense layer of white sweat appeared on Shi Jin's back.

She resisted the urge to turn her head and run, and with a smile that was more ugly than crying, she rubbed in front of Qi Mojing.

Qi Mojing's gaze swept unscrupulously on her lips, and Shi Jin was so frightened that Shi Jin hurriedly took out the prepared salvogram from his sleeve.

Xu was too big, and her cuffs were stacked to her elbows, revealing a white arm that bullied Frost and Snow.

Before Qi Mojing could react, he heard the maid in front of him with a little flattery, and handed over the fat to him, "Master, this fat is brightly colored, just enough to resist cinnabar, look, can it still be used?" ”

Qi Mojing's face sank, "Go down!" ”

This sentence seemed to be heavenly, Shi Jin hurriedly put down his lipstick, resisted the urge to run away, and exited the study little by little.

Qi Mojing was once again the only one left in the study.

He held his forehead in one hand and the small box of lipstick in the other, and for a long time, a muffled laugh came from his chest.

The laughter rolled like thunder, trembling slightly in the chest and abdomen, but it disappeared into invisibility.

If it were a different person, I am afraid that I would have screamed a long time ago and fled.

She is the only one who can barely calm down in a frightened and desperate situation and find a way out for herself. In the last life, he was persuaded by her expression and abandoned by her?

His fingertips gently rubbed the box of lipstick like a murmur, as if it was a lover's snow-white neck, which made him love it. The corners of the upturned lips fell back slightly, and finally became expressionless.

Cui Shijin......

Scold......

Shi Jin walked out of the study, he could no longer control his trembling legs, his steps became faster and faster, he didn't even hear Bi'er's greeting, and quickly got into the sleeping ear room.

It was only when the door of the transept was bolted from the inside that she slipped out little by little against the edge of the door.

Burying his face between his legs, Shi Jin's shoulders trembled slightly, his lips bit white, and he bit the scar again, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth, and then he came back to his senses little by little.

The second master's temperament is uncertain, just now, where the second master grabbed his wrist, as if a cold snake had entangled, making her heart tremble violently with her soul.

She still has her brother waiting for her, if she is still too busy to take care of herself, what should her brother do?

Thinking of this, she wiped the blood beads on her lower lip with a handkerchief, and then stood up again.

As soon as I had gathered some strength, there was a knock on the door, it was Zhihua.

"Shi Jin, just now Bi'er said that your mood is not quite right, what's wrong?" Zhihua patted the door and asked.

"I'm fine." Shi Jin's voice was a little low, "I spilled the sour plum soup and was reprimanded by the second master." ”

"What should I do? The second master is the most merciful, but I hit Hui Yan, and the second master didn't have anything to say. Compared with Hui Yan, after turning over the trivial matter of sour plum soup, even if the second master speaks ugly, there is no reason to hold on. Zhihua said with a smile.

The second master is also weird to say, as long as you abide by the rules, he will serve him very well.

"Got it. I'll be on duty all night, so you can go back." Shi Jin stabilized his voice and spoke again.

"Okay, if you have anything, remember to call me."

After sending away the painting, Shi Jin washed his face with water, and after feeling that there was nothing wrong, he obediently walked to the study again.

She didn't enter the study this time, but just stood quietly in the open space in front of the study, folded her hands in front of her, well-behaved and soft.

The candle in the study was lit for a long time, and she stood for a long time.

It wasn't until the candle flame was extinguished that the door of the study slowly opened, and Qi Mojing, who was dressed in dark clothes, walked out.

Seeing Shi Jin, he didn't speak, but his steps slowed down and walked towards the position of the main room.

Shi Jin hurriedly stepped forward to keep up.

Silently served Qi Mojing after washing, and helped him find suitable clothes, Shi Jin lowered his head and untied the curtain.

When the candle flame was extinguished, Shi Jin got into the curtain, spread the thin blanket on the side, and slowly lay down on the pedal with his side on his feet.

Qi Mojing's hands were still folded on his abdomen, sleeping in a very regular manner.

In the middle of the night.

It was overcast to death.

Qi Mojing felt that his blood was about to run out.

However, the space around him was too small for him to turn around with even the smallest movements.

He was wounded in the leg, and from the black wound came a foul-smelling bruise. Holding Shi Jin in his arms, the woman's face was pale, and she fell on top of him and sobbed lowly.

His hand caressed the woman's shiny bun, and his heart felt a rare softness.

"When I'm dead, you'll remarry." He gently patted the woman's back, helping her little by little.

She was his concubine, the only concubine. His feelings have always been indifferent, even if it is the woman in his arms, for the sake of her serving him, he doesn't mind giving her a way out.

The woman's face suddenly raised, and although it was pale, it could not stop the good color. There were still tears in her eyes, but the whole person became firm, "Second master, I have to go and find medicine." ”

Qi Mojing's hand trembled, but he patted her soothingly, "Jin'er, don't go, stay with me at the end." ”

Shi Jin nodded, hugged him around his waist, and buried his whole face in his arms.

There was a fog in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shimo running towards him with his legs on his legs.

He was shouting, "Master, run!" Come on! Cui Shijin, that cheap woman, she is with Kang Shicheng, she brought someone here, master, run ......"

The sound of a cavalry iron cavalry running in the dust approached, and the waiter Mo took a knife and cut the horse's legs, and he was so determined that he would hold a cavalryman who had fallen off his horse and refused to let go.

Several spears were inserted into Shi Mo's body, and Qi Mojing's eyes were about to split......

Suddenly I opened my eyes, and it was pitch black all around.

Qi Mojing's breathing slowed down slowly, and he turned his head to look at Shi Jin.

At this time, Cui Shijin seemed to have a dream, his brows furrowed, and then quickly stretched. The corners of the girl's mouth curled slightly, apparently dreaming of something interesting in her dream.

He was silent for a long time in the night, and then lay down again.

Day 2.

As soon as Shi Jin woke up, he saw Qi Mojing sitting in an ebony lacquered rocking chair with his hair scattered and reading a book. The early morning sun fell on his face, as if it had been plated with a soft gold edge, making his complexion look more transparent.

Shi Jin tiptoed to collect the thin blanket and tidy up the inner room, so that he was blessed when he passed by Qi Mojing.

Qi Mojing didn't talk, which made Shi Jin breathe a sigh of relief. Yesterday's incident made her stunned by this moody Second Master Qi, so she hid if she could.

Fortunately, Si Qi took care of Second Master Qi more during the day, and Shi Jin could also have time to hide and be lazy.

After a while, Si Qi and Shi Mo both came to the backyard. After the two of them served Qi Erye after freshening up and setting up breakfast, Qi Erye wore a Sven soapy lapel straight-placket robe, tied a half-palm-wide jade belt with a white background of jade inlaid agate, and slowly walked out of the inner room.

Although his face was a little frighteningly cold, he had a bit of the demeanor of a noble son.

As soon as the second master Qi stepped into the courtyard, whether it was the little maid who was sprinkling or doing work in the yard, they all straightened their eyes and quietly looked at the second master who was dressed in flowers.

Feeling the gaze that fell on his body, Qi Mojing's face turned a little dark.

In the end, Si Qi was sensible, and while Second Master Qi had not yet attacked, he lowered his head and handed him a folding fan painted with gold and ebony painted mountains and rivers.

Second Master Qi's gaze swept over the fan pendant, but it didn't come out in the end.