three feet away from me

Asking for someone to do something? The smile froze on his face. If it wasn't for Du Xingqing lying on the bed with limited movement, Zhou Ce might not be able to walk out of the gate of Pingyang Palace standing up.

... Climbing? No way.

"You, don't be angry!" Feeling Du Xingqing's face covered with dark clouds, Zhou Ce dragged a chair and sat in front of his bed, poking his gauze-wrapped arm with a hippie smile Turn this?

Du Xing glanced at him innocently: "The one who was beaten?"

"Who hit it? It's a bit ruthless." Zhou Ce was a little moved. The one who dared to touch Du Xingqing was? Which god? He definitely wanted to be his brother.

Du Xingqing spat out two words: "My father."

Zhou Ce: "..."

Forget it!

Zhou Ce continued to babble: "Where did you go a few days ago? I heard that you came back together with Wen Xucong? You two? Could it be..."

"What's the matter with you!" Du Xingqing didn't show mercy at all: "What's the benefit to you if you gossip all day long and inquire about your boss's affairs?"

"No? Alas!" Zhou Ce was scolded? I don't know why: "I just want to ask you two? Yes? No? They were forced away by bandits. This? I can't ask?"

Du Xingqing sullenly said, "I can't ask."

Zhou Ce smashed it and said, "That's fine."

"You do me a favor." Du Xingqing leaned against the head of the bed, raised his head slightly, and folded his hands on his lap.

"How about," Zhou Ce tentatively asked, "I'll give you a knockout first."

"what do you mean?"

"Is this your attitude of asking for help?"

Du Xingqing thinks this person is annoying? He wants to die: "Can you help me?"

"Say it, say it, sir, please say it."

"It's not? What? It's a big deal," Du Xingqing wanted to pretend to be understated. He flicked the ashes on his sleeves and found that he couldn't lift his arms. He didn't have any sleeves either. He took back his twitching fingers as if nothing had happened: "Xu Cong is alone in Wen's house, I don't feel relieved, help me to go and see him."

……

"What did you say?" Zhou Ce dragged the chair a little closer to the bed, and lowered his head to get closer to Du Xingqing: "I didn't hear clearly just now, please say it again."

"Go and see? Look? Xu..."

"I still have something to do at home. I'll be fine in the future. No, there's no need to contact me." Zhou Ce stood up and left.

"Come back?" Du Xingqing frowned.

"Du Xingqing, you're crazy!" Seeing that there was no one around, Zhou Ce walked around the room a few times and roared in a low voice, "You know your father's relationship with the Wen family, why are you so worried about him! Your father knows, you still need some injuries."

"I know," Du Xingqing frowned: "You can help me to see? Look? That's fine, the rest? Don't worry about it."

"What should I do? Go and see? Usually, Wen Xucong and I don't meet each other. This time? When I post a post, I'm willing to go, is anyone willing to meet me?"

"What do you do on weekdays? Didn't do anything? What about climbing a wall and drilling a dog hole? Didn't do anything? This is not for you? It's easy? Things, why pretend? Miserable."

"You're talking to me for a? Wen Xucong, isn't he? Your wife!" Zhou Ce felt that he had met a scumbag, and his nostrils were dilated with anger. Who was it? Funny dog? Now it's like this? Turn your face and deny people.

The more Zhou Ce thought about it, the more angry he became: "It's a small matter, but why should I go to climb the wall to drill dog holes, you say..."

"I like him, you can treat him as my daughter-in-law."

Du Xingqing interrupted him calmly, but Zhou Ce couldn't be so calm. Du Xingqing's words did him substantial harm. He felt a thunderbolt pass through the room and hit him with a crackling sound. body, the shock made his brain a mess with a buzzing reverberation.

"Wait for me slowly, wait for me slowly," Zhou Ce groped and sat on the chair, covering his fragile chest: "Brother, who do you say you like?"

"Wen Xucong, the young master of Wenxiang Mansion, we? The number one of Yuelin Academy, good looks..."

"You're fine? What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ce couldn't bear it anymore. If it weren't for? Look? He didn't have any room on his body to attack him, so he wanted to beat him up: "The Wen family and your family are not just old feuds, but ancient enemies. How about you? Yes? Man? You said you like Wen Xucong?"

Du Xingqing smiled softly: "How can this thing be said clearly? I am happy just looking at him. I don't want him to be beaten, and I don't want him to suffer. Now I am trapped in this mansion, and I don't know he is at home. How? It's just that when I think of him frowning in places I can't see, I can't help but feel distressed."

"Ah!" Zhou Ce sat beside Du Xingqing's bed, sighing and sighing: "I'm not saying that you two? What's wrong with being together? It's not good, it's just that the current situation... Forget it, I Go and find out for you, has your darling been beaten at home?"

"Thank you, brother." Du Xingqing raised his hand towards him.

"Come on, this action is like a bug." Zhou Ce stood up from the chair and patted Du Xingqing on the shoulder: "Wait for my good news."

"Ah."

"Well, there is one more thing." Zhou Ce took two steps and then turned back, hesitantly rubbing his toes on the floor, Zhou Ce was a little hesitant to say: "Don't say that in the future What do you mean, what do you feel bad about? It sounds a little disgusting to me."

"..."

"roll!"

Zhou Ce quickly rolled away, rolled to the gate of Wenfu, squatted on the street watching the heavy traffic, holding his big head and worrying, how could he get in?

Go straight in and say I want to see your young master, and you will be kicked out by that cold-hearted Mr. Wen. If you try to climb over the wall, Zhou Ce will take a good look. People are coming and going, shaking his head. Or have you given up on this idea, and are easily caught as thieves?

Zhou Ce walked around the Prime Minister's Mansion for a while, and finally found a dog hole in the corner of the back door, which is often hidden in the weeds.

Looking at the entrance of the half-person-high hole, Zhou Ce was at war with heaven and man in his heart. In the end, Du Xingqing's half-dead appearance on the bed prevailed, and he didn't want to see the girl's chirping appearance again. all over.

Zhou Ce's heart was overwhelmed, and he got down and got in. After a while of wriggling, Zhou Ce spat out the straw in his mouth with a loud bang, revealing his buttocks.

Hey!He came in, Zhou Ce was overjoyed, and was about to go all out to take in the butt outside the dog hole. He crawled and crawled, but a pair of black boots appeared in front of him.

Going up the boots, Zhou Ce saw a dark face with Chinese characters. The man was looking down at him with his arms crossed.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he shivered.

The autumn wind is cool, Zhou Ce's? My heart is even colder, it's over, Zhou Ce thought: God will kill me, it's not a crime of war.