Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

Shi Qi didn't immediately answer the question.

Goodbye... it can be regarded as it.

Anyway, it was the same plan at the beginning, doing these things just to earn Feng Jue's favorability.

But now, he doesn't want to do this anymore.

Things that are too utilitarian seem to have no temperature.

Toki changed the subject.

"Is the prince going to find those people now?"

Feng Jue didn't care whether Shi Qi was showing his favor, but Shi Xi's cold attitude at this moment was different from what he had expected, which made him a little happy, and his amazing eyebrows and eyes were bent, "Does A Qi want to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, or Said...to take the opportunity to escape?"

"I've always been with the prince." Shi Xi pursed his lower lip.

The person in the snow suit should have believed his words, and untied the chain on Shi Qi's ankle, but in the blink of an eye, another thing was tied around Shi Qi's wrist.

It was something like a string.

Tie the other end of the string around your wrist.

The thin rope is like the red thread of Yuelao, tightly binding the two of them together for the rest of their lives.

He said while tying, "Ah Qi, don't think about leaving, this chain is enough for you to walk in this small hall, leave - don't think about it, unless you are with me."

I don't know what material the thin rope on the wrist is made of.

Shi Qi tried to pull it twice, but there was no response.

Instead, she pulled Feng Jue's hand over.

The two fingertips touched lightly.

Feng Jue took Shi Xi's hand very naturally.

With a calm face, "Let's go..."

Shiqi: "..."

There is a saying that a real dog doesn't know when to say it or not.

……

Naturally, the inner ghost was found very smoothly.

When interrogating the inner ghost.

Feng Jue and Shi Qi sat side by side.

Unusually familiar, Shi Xi's hand was pinched and played by Feng Jue, pinching the fingertips for a while, and scratching the palm for a while.

The mood is obviously developing in a good direction.

Shi Qi: I always feel that when the other party is happy, there will be a lot of little tricks.

He didn't just play with his hand, but he hugged his hand naturally around his waist.

Such small actions are countless.

Feng Jue has a very good method of interrogating people, casually making the other party spit out the information he wants.

Shi Xi didn't ask how to deal with those people.

He is in a hurry to find an antidote to the poison that has penetrated into Feng Jue's body.

It is said that it is looking for... In fact, it is a bit inaccurate.

He is looking for items in the system mall that can detoxify according to Feng Jue's illness and corresponding symptoms.

People who are serious about responding to information, in the real world, that is, in front of Feng Jue, Shi Qi looks listless.

He stared slightly, thinking about something, "Ah Qi doesn't want me to punish them?"

After clicking the confirm exchange button, Shi Xi had just recovered when he heard Feng Jue's inexplicable words - Shi Xi thought it was an inexplicable sentence.

He and Feng Jue looked at each other silently for several times before slowly realizing what the other party meant.

He thought he was worried about those people. After all, they were both inside ghosts, and there should be a revolutionary friendship of inside ghosts.

"No, you can do whatever you want."

Feng Jue looked at Shi Qi as if he was uncertain.

The other party's long and narrow eyes were hidden with excitement, and the brows were full of joy, as if he had finally completed something very important.

The answer just now is not like a lie.

"You are very happy?"

"Of course, I have a present for you later."

Shi Qi was full of eagerness.

He himself didn't notice that his attitude towards Feng Jue was no longer the same as it was at the beginning, he only regarded him as a paper man, the object to be captured and collected.

But with a kind of enthusiasm.

"Give me...something?"

Feng Jue's voice was full of uncertainty.

"It's a good thing, you must like it." Shi Qi made a joke.

Surely he likes it?

Feng Jue could clearly hear the beating sound of "plop plop" in her chest.

Shi Qi always easily caused his mood swings.

The wind at the end of autumn was already faintly bitingly cold, but Shi Xi's words were caught in the wind, wrapped in the wind, and the wind was much gentler.

What made Feng Jue's heart throb was not that Shi Qi said that he would give him something, nor that he would definitely like what he gave him.

Instead, when he thought that tough measures could only lead to more intense resistance and a cold stare, the other party smiled and said: I have a gift for you.

Although, this time Shi Qi might still lie to him like before.

But he still completely believes in Shi Qi uncontrollably.

The interior of Lanjue Palace is well-crafted, with carved beams and painted buildings, elegant and exquisite everywhere.

The same is true of this small hidden hall, where every decoration is extremely exquisite.

Shi Qi wandered around inside, and when he came back, he was put on a chain by Feng Jue, and the chain rubbed against the ground, making a "click, click, click" sound.

Shi Qi, who has always been unruly and loves freedom, is locked in this small building at the moment, and he doesn't feel much repulsion.

It's very complicated emotions, I don't know if I think I can untie this chain in the future or because the person who locked him is Feng Jue.

He wandered around here alone, and he was happy at ease.

There is only a faint fragrance of pen and ink in the room. No one has lived here before, and it has only been tidied up in recent days.

Feng Jue seems to have moved her office here.

The small table in front of the soft couch is filled with all kinds of books and neatly arranged papers, and the pens, inks, papers and inkstones are also neatly placed aside.

When it was dusk, the bare branches were covered with a faint layer of dark golden light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Shi Qi asked the guard outside the door to help bring over a small stove, the kind used to boil medicine.

The antidote exchanged was not a finished product, but a medicinal material, which he needed to boil into soup and take.

Shi Qi moved a small stool, sat at the door, held a small round fan, and fanned it against the fire below, trying to let the wood burn fully without generating smoke and dust.

In the tail of autumn, it gets dark early, but after a while, the night rises and sinks into darkness.

A gate at the back of the palace was half open, and a person was sitting at the gate holding a fan, propping his head with one hand, and the burning flames reflected Shi Xi's cheeks white and pink.

The flickering light made his wrists slender and fragile, giving him a strong sense of fragility.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the black background was set off. When Feng Jue came back, this was the scene he saw.

He quickened his pace a little, and while walking, he took off his outer shirt to keep out the cold, and put it on Shi Xi's shoulders.

"Why don't you ask someone in the mansion to help you make medicine? Is your body in serious condition due to the weather? Why don't you know how to wear more?"

Shi Xi's nose was red from the fire, and his cheeks were pink and tender.

He rubbed the tip of his nose, "My lord, you are so nagging, even more nagging than the nanny I saw in the palace last time."

Feng Jue leisurely glanced at Shi Qi.

no opening...

He also only has this kind of nagging thoughts when facing Shi Qi, and other times he just feels bored and wasting time.

After putting on the outer shirt, Feng Jue raised his hand to touch Shi Xi's forehead, and then pressed his own forehead against the other's to feel the temperature.

After making sure, he relaxed a little, "Fortunately, I don't have a fever."

I don't know which tendon Shi Qi made a mistake, but he continued with this sentence, "My lord, I heard that doing it when you have a fever... will make you happier."