[Eastern] Xiaoao ol tour

Dongfang Bubai left the Shishi Yard and walked aimlessly for a while.Until he reflected, he was already standing in front of the Nanke Academy.He found a servant and learned that Nan Ke had carried the wine jar, but he didn't know where he was going.So he looked around in a daze, and finally climbed to the top of the cliff from the inner courtyard.He stumbled all the way to the foot of the viburnum tree on the top of the cliff, and broke out in a cold sweat.

In the early spring of Heimuya in February, the day is not as good as the summer night, and now it is the beginning of Xu time, and the sky is already dark.At this time, the first quarter moon has not yet risen, and the starry sky is dim.

However, the gloomy light refracted by the wine jar held by the luthier in black cannot be ignored.

Dongfang Bubai wiped the sweat off his forehead, and when Nan Ke turned his head, he had recovered his composure.The darkness perfectly concealed the weakness and paleness, and he walked slowly to Nan Ke's side, standing side by side with him.

He said, "So you are here."

Nan Ke nodded and handed him a jar of wine. "I know you're in a bad mood, so I'm here to wait for you." He said so. "If you want, I will accompany you until you get drunk or return."

Dongfang Bubai passed by in a trance.For a moment, his hands couldn't exert all his strength, and the jar of wine almost fell to the ground.Fortunately, he reacted and only shook a little, so Nan Ke didn't notice it.

The two stood side by side, listening to the howling wind on the cliff, which made Dongfang Bubai have a splitting headache.

Nan Ke didn't speak.

He just stood beside him quietly, looking up at the sky.

For a long time, when he thought that Dongfang Bubai would not speak, he only heard the person beside him say wearily and dryly: "Shishi knows..."

Nan Ke was taken aback.

After a while, I realized what the so-called knowing is.

... No wonder he committed suicide in fear of crime.

Dongfang Bubai took a sip of wine and shook his head: "I don't want to kill her...but why..."

Nan Ke then turned to look at him.

It seems that Dongfang Bubai is still thinking about his old love, and he didn't make up his mind to kill directly.Nan Ke thought so, and quickly frowned again.

——Dongfang Bubai is such a good-natured person?

In fact, the gap already exists.

With Dongfang Bubai's personality, he will definitely hate his wife more and more; he will definitely not turn a blind eye to his estrangement.Mrs. Shi Shi has not been buried yet, so Dongfang Bubai will not kill them.But if they are still like this, how long can Dongfang Invincible endure?

After Dongfang Bubai came out of the palace, he may not have lost his love for the seven wives and concubines.However, probably because he is no longer a complete man, and he doesn't want to be despised by his own woman, and he has the feeling of avoiding inferiority complex... All kinds of contradictory psychology are combined, Dongfang Bubai didn't directly kill a few people, but gradually alienated them.

Mrs. Shishi is bound to want to win back her husband's favor.However, by mistake, they discovered the secret of Dongfang Bubai.At that time, Dongfang Bubai missed the old love and did not directly attack.Now he wants to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of the other six wives, so as to avoid future troubles forever, but is blocked by Sang Sanniang.

What Nan Ke didn't understand was that since Dongfang Bubai sent people to send Mrs. Shishi back, he must also know that the situation was serious.Why didn't he kill Shishi directly, but sent her back to the courtyard?

Nan Ke glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that there was something he didn't understand.

But Dongfang Bubai didn't realize it.

He took another sip of the wine, with a three-pointed look on his face, and the rest was exhausted.After a while, he asked: "Kill, or let go."

Kill, or let go?

The elders ignored him indifferently, but Sang Sanniang tried her best to dissuade him, and Tong Baixiong also sent someone to inquire.

Dongfang Bubai only felt that the world was against him, and nothing would make him happy!

Nan Ke withdrew his thoughts, thought for a while, and said: "Theoretically speaking, since Mrs. Shi Shi has discovered the secret of the leader, it is natural that she cannot keep it. But in fact, there is no need to kill them all."

"why?"

"Although women's status is low, but the seven wives have served the leader for so long, there is no credit but hard work. The leader has dealt too much with the female family members in the backyard, and the congregation in the front hall will be chilled. As for Mrs. Shishi, you should It's because I haven't had time to tell others the secret. Therefore, I think that not only can the leader not kill them in a short time, but also treat them well. Of course, the best way is to find a reason to send the rest of the wives far away .”

Of course, Nan Ke couldn't guarantee whether the six wives would be robbed and killed halfway after they were dismissed.

Dongfang Bubai heard about it and pondered for a while.In fact, his mind was blank at this moment, almost so heavy that he couldn't think.

After a long while, he seemed to understand what Nan Ke meant, and he didn't agree or disagree. He just sighed with a sense of confusion: "...Nan Ke has changed..."

Indifferent and calm when they first met, angry and decisive when they met again... Even Nan Ke, who was angry with him because of that irrelevant person, was killed by himself in the end.

"Actually, I have never changed." Nan Ke clenched his fingertips calmly, his face still careless.He heard that his voice was indifferent, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. "In the past, I didn't want you to kill people, just because you and I were in different levels. I was just an ordinary citizen of the Ming Dynasty, so I didn't want my friends to kill people if they didn't agree with each other. But today, I stand on the same level as you and look down on the black people. Mu Ya, I know that killing people is mostly for self-protection."

Dongfang Bubai was silent for a long time.

Nan Ke sneered: "Why, disappointed?"

Disappointed?

...why be disappointed?If this kind of Nan Ke is the real him, then Dongfang Bubai just feels inexplicably melancholy.He sneered, his face flushed.Seeing this, Nan Ke thought he was drunk.While wondering when Dongfang Bubai could drink so little, he pressed his hand holding the wine glass.

It feels wrong to hold it—why is Dongfang Bubai's hand so hot?

Nan Ke got up quickly, and put his backhand on Dongfang Bubai's forehead.But Dongfang Bubai was startled, and waved it away half a beat later. "I'm fine, leave me alone!"

After a while, I realized what I had done.

Dongfang Bubai stared down at his right hand, feeling agitated.He rubbed the center of his brows, hesitated and said, "I just..."

Nan Ke didn't care about his explanation at this time. Seeing that he knew he was sick, he ran up to the top of the cliff to enjoy the wind and drink while wearing unlined clothes, completely forgetting that he was waiting for him here.

Nan Ke looked at him carefully for a while, saw that his face was tired and full of sickness, he couldn't help frowning and said coldly: "Since the leader is sick, you should lie down! Why do you still drink alcohol? Could it be that you have a fever?"

"I said it - I'm not sick!" Nan Ke said indifferently, and Dongfang Bubai was even more irritable.He pushed away Nan Ke's helping hand, his right leg suddenly went limp, and he fell towards Nan Ke without any warning.

Finally embraced him.

Dongfang Bubai felt dizzy, suddenly pushed Nanke away, leaned against the viburnum tree, and vomited out all the wine he drank.Seeing that he was so uncomfortable, Nan Ke's anger disappeared.Knelt down and patted his back to make him feel better.

When Dongfang Bubai returned to Heimuya, he felt no appetite and didn't eat anything.Later, Mrs. Shishi committed suicide, and she was not in the mood.Therefore, for the whole day, he actually only drank so few sips of wine.

Nan Ke brushed the long hair that had fallen to his forehead behind his ears, saw that the corners of his lips were pale, but his face was strangely red, so he asked softly, "Can you still walk?"

Dongfang Bubai didn't know whether to listen or not, so he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Nan Ke sighed in his heart, and hugged him horizontally.Seeing him staring at himself with his black eyes blinking, he smiled uncomfortably: "Or do you like me to carry you?"

Dongfang Bubai bit his lip and looked away.After all, he still couldn't bear it anymore and rested his head on his shoulder.

His face turned even redder.

Afterwards, although he was speechless all the way, he was extremely at ease.

Dongfang Bubai tried his best not to fall asleep.I buried my face in Nan Ke's shoulder, smelling his scent, and suddenly couldn't remember what kind of incense Nan Ke was wearing.He muttered a few words, but Nan Ke could only hear the words "uncomfortable".

Nan Ke lowered his eyes and glanced at him, only half of his face and the sharp jawline were visible in his eyes, and he was extremely thin, so he comforted him, "It should be just... a cold? It will be better soon."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyes and frowned tightly: "I don't want to take medicine."

In the vagueness, it seemed that Nan Ke responded, so Dongfang Bubai curled the corners of his mouth. "Don't take your pulse..."

He didn't hear Nan Ke's voice this time, so he added another sentence. "...Don't look at the doctor."

Nan Ke took a deep breath: "If you are sick, you have to obediently see a doctor to take medicine, and now you don't need to have an injection, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"..."

Dongfang Bubai sniffed, leaned his head back, and said aggrievedly: "...I'm already sick, and you're still pissing me off."

Nan Ke was overwhelmed by the coquettish resentment, black lines all over his head.

At this moment, there was solitude in the inner courtyard.

Probably because Mrs. Shishi had just left, and Dongfang Bubai treated the other wives and concubines very much in the evening.For a moment, everyone was trembling with fear, and their hearts were in danger.

The four maidservants outside the Dongfang Bubai courtyard still guarded with due diligence.Yin'er is clever, and soon understands that something happened to Mrs. Shishi, and she must be involved in dry cleaning.Therefore, he refused to listen to the advice of the other three people, stubbornly knelt down, and when Dongfang Bubai came back, he voluntarily accepted the punishment.

When the other three saw their good sisters like this, they all knelt down and waited for Dongfang Bubai, hoping that the leader would see them as hardworking and less punished...

When Nan Ke came in, what he saw were the four maidservants with despair and forbearance, tears streaming down their faces.He was stunned for a while, and quickly understood why: "Stop kneeling. Yin'er, go and ask Doctor Ping to come, and Qing'er, go get some ice cubes."

The four of them were taken aback for a moment.Seeing Dongfang Bubai leaning against Nan Ke's arms, they all took orders and left.

Nan Ke carried Dongfang Bubai into the room, Dongfang Bubai suddenly raised his head and stared at him fixedly.Under the flickering candlelight in the room, this face was extremely beautiful and fragile.

Dongfang Bubai said softly: "If one day, I blocked your way... what would you do?"

Nan Ke took a break.

After a while, he laughed out loud: "There will be no such thing, Dongfang Bubai. Definitely, there will be no such thing."

But it's like a promise.

Dongfang Bubai hadn't had a serious illness for a long time, but this time the wind and cold were like a landslide.Dongfang Bubai refused to take his pulse, so Ping Yizhi could only look at the symptoms and judged that Master Dongfang had a slightly severe typhoid fever.

Ping Yizhi wrote a prescription and told the teacher to keep a happy mood.Before leaving, he stroked the whiskers of the mouse and glanced at Nan Ke with a half-smile, all kinds of obscenity and meaning.

Nan Ke was sweating like rain.Seeing that Dongfang Bubai drank the medicine and gradually fell asleep, he stared at him silently for a long time.

After a night of silence, at the moment of dawn, the four of Qing'er could clearly hear someone sighing in the room.

Light as a feather, or heavy as Mount Tai.