I heard you mix six doors gl

Su Jingyun quickly pulled down her sleeves: "It's okay, it's okay, I jumped on the tree to catch Mao Mao, and got hung up by the branches."

Mao Mao squatted at Mr. Ming's feet, and meowed, expressing her great dissatisfaction with her little brother. Do I still need my little brother to serve me when I climb a tree?

Mr. Ming pulled Su Jingyun's arm and pulled off her sleeve, and Su Jingyun withdrew his hand again. She was so strong that Mr. Ming staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Su Jingyun, you...you..." Mr. Ming was so angry that he couldn't speak, "Did Yun Qi tell you to do this?"

Su Jingyun was afraid that Mr. Ming would blame Su Jingyun, so he quickly defended Yunqi: "It's really not Mrs. Yunqi, I heard the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital say that making honey pills needs human blood, and it really has nothing to do with Yunqi, she didn't know. "

"Don't you know what I'm mad at? Still defending her?"

Su Jingyun was a little confused, didn't Mr. Ming ask Qi Yunqi to bleed himself to make medicine?

"I actually don't quite understand, what are you talking about, sir?"

"I..." Su Jingyun, a silly girl, really asked. Mr. Ming opened his mouth, and was also stunned. Isn't it a bit... strange in this situation with his sour anger?

"Show me your hand."

"I'm going to bed, you should go to bed early too." Su Jingyun was about to run away.

"Bring it."

"It really has nothing to do with Lord Yunqi!"

Still defending her!

Mr. Ming stood up with a cold face, took out a parchment from his arms and threw it at Su Jingyun's face: "Take it and read it, go to bed early."

Su Jingyun took the parchment thrown by Mr. Ming: "I'd better keep this for you."

Mr. Ming turned his head, ignored Su Jingyun, and walked into the house.

Ruined!Mr. Ming is really angry!

Su Jingyun took the parchment roll and followed behind Mr. Ming, apologizing like a chicken pecking rice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be angry, don't be angry, it won't be good if you get angry..."

Mr. Ming didn't even give her alms out of the corner of his eye, walked into the room, closed the door with a "bang", hit Su Jingyun with a bad nose.

Su Jingyun sat down on the steps in front of Mr. Ming's door dejectedly: "What is he talking about?"

Maomao gracefully walked over on catwalks, glanced at his little brother with disdain, then climbed up to the roof, and squatted by the removed tile as usual.

"You perverted//cat, still want to take a peek?"

Su Jingyun jumped onto the roof, grabbed Mao Mao and tied it with a rope.She deliberately glanced into the gap, Mr. Ming was sitting by the table, staring at the candle on the table in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

I still have to apologize seriously, and let Mr. Ming know that I really admitted my mistake.

Su Jingyun sat on the roof, thought for a while looking at the sky full of stars, and finally came up with a good idea.

"Come on, Mao Mao, follow me back to the house."

Mr. Ming sat alone in front of the window. After a while, most of the anger and jealousy just disappeared, and turned into boundless worries. He didn't know how Yunqi told Su Jingyun. A few years ago, she had seen the shift. The power of changing the palace *, this kind of kung fu sword is slanted, and a little carelessness will take your life.Looking at the knife marks on Su Jingyun's body, he probably had at least two bloodletting experiences.

The ugly scar dangled in front of Mr. Ming's eyes, making him more and more worried.Thinking of this, Mr. Ming couldn't sit still anymore. He called the steward and asked what medicinal materials for nourishing blood were in the Shenhou Mansion. When there was angelica and astragalus, he asked the steward to get it. He killed a black-bone chicken and cooked it himself. Soup.

While stewing the soup, Cui San'er specially asked Cui San'er to see how Su Jingyun was doing. Cui San'er took it for a while, and then went back to the kitchen and told Mr. Ming that Captain Su was studious and hardworking. It was so late and he was still studying hard.

Stay up all night studying hard?Mr. Ming breathed a sigh of relief, he was able to concentrate on studying the dragon-holding technique, and his body should be fine for the time being. After the soup is cooked, he will go over and ask for details.

After Cui San'er finished replying, she asked about the aroma wafting from the stewing pot, sniffed, and said, "What did Mr. Ming stew, it smells so good."

Mr. Ming said: "Danggui Astragalus Black Chicken Soup."

Cui San'er drooled and said, "Is there any left? Can you give me some?"

Mr. Ming said: "This soup is for nourishing blood. You are such a strong young man, why drink this?"

Cui San'er said: "It turned out that it was stewed for Detective Su. Mr. Ming, you are so kind to Detective Su and all of us. You don't have any airs in the palace. You can stay in the mansion for a few more years." , everyone is happy, hehe."

"How many years?" Mr. Ming smiled, and threw a few more firewood into the stove, "It would be good to keep it for another month."

"Ah, Mr. Ming, are you leaving? Are you going back to Zhenbei Mansion? Are you not staying in Shenhou Mansion?"

"Well, let's go." The firewood was burning brightly, and Mr. Ming was stuffy from the heat and felt a little palpitations. He sat down with his support against the wall, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Then where are you going?" Cui San'er asked.

Mr. Ming stared at the firewood being swallowed inch by inch in the stove, and said softly: "Probably, it's a very far away..."

After the soup was stewed, Mr. Ming put it in a purple casserole and was about to send it away when he suddenly remembered that there were two packs of high-quality tribute dates in the house, so he also took some for Su Jingyun to eat.Holding the purple casserole in his hand, he went back to the room again. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the tiles had been lifted from the roof, and pieces of paper like snowflakes flew down one after another, almost covering the table directly below.

Take a closer look, and there are three large characters on the piece of paper: "I'm sorry."

"..."

Mr. Ming looked expressionlessly at the mess his originally spotless room was made. He endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but rushed to the roof and said, "Su Jingyun, come down for me."

"Meow~"

A fat cat fell from the sky, startling Mr. Ming, then Su Jingyun poked his head out from the hole in the roof and asked, "Master, I sincerely apologize. Look, am I sincere enough?"

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