something wrong

In fact, after being in contact with Sangzi for so long, Sangzi has never spoken to Yan Qitong in such a harsh tone, but she doesn't know what caused her to suddenly look so unkind.But Yan Qitong thought again, what she was mocking was this body, not the real her.

But in the eyes of outsiders, there is no difference, so Yan Qitong didn't open his mouth in the end, and just calmly dealt with himself.And just at this time the door was pushed open, and Jin Yunke stood there expressionlessly.

He walked back to Sangzi step by step, stared straight at her, and asked in a trembling voice: "Apart from what you said, is there really no other way?"

"Didn't ten people die when we went up the mountain because of your illness?" Sangzi asked back.

"That's different," Jin Yunke repeated with his eyes struggling, "That's different!"

"It's up to you to be different." Sangzi stroked her brows, and said indifferently, "I'll say it again, you guys go down the mountain tomorrow."

Jin Yunke gritted his teeth, and said: "Xiaosheng is really not suitable to live in the lady's room anymore, so he ordered someone to move the wooden bed out."

"Please." Sangzi waved his hand and stood up: "I will give you ten more pills like that, one every two days, and you must go back to Hongjing within 20 days. If you take one less in the middle..." Sangzi paused for a moment, then smiled, "No matter how good the blood is, it won't save you."

Jin Yunke's gaze at Sangzi suddenly became more complicated. He was frowning all the time, but he locked it even tighter when he heard the words, and finally had to lean over and turn to go out.

Yan Qitong is leaving too, so why not ask Sangzi from behind: "Yan Qitong, do you want to go down the mountain?"

Yan Qitong stopped, but didn't look back.She didn't dare to look back, not knowing what kind of trap was behind her.It's not that she never thought about going down the mountain, but she couldn't do it herself.Sangzi seems to be preparing to die here again, why...why is she asking this?

Sangzi came over, turned to Yan Qitong, tore off her mask, and touched the scar on her face: "Do you know where the best thing in this world is?"

She still has the peony flower on her head, but it is no longer half-bloomed, and the rootless flower can bloom on her temples, adding a bit of color to her body.Yan Qitong thought in a trance, it turned out that listlessness and softness were not the whole of Sangzi, and during the time he was only with this person, he didn't even see the three points of this person clearly.

"In the palace." Sangzi smiled slightly, her fine white teeth flashed between her lips, as sharp as the thorns of animals, "There are too many women in the palace, and women have too many problems. The best life in the world The medicine for muscle is right there, and you just missed it—" she asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to take you there?"

Yan Qitong's mind drifted away from the sky, something came to his ears, but what he saw in his eyes was something else.She seems to have seen the snake that tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit. The scene in the Garden of Eden should be similar to this.If it was Yan Qitong, she might not have hesitated for a moment, after all, in their mouths, she was a woman who was too ambitious, but she——

But she is not herself!Yan Qitong finally lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked, "I don't know something."

Sang Zi raised her eyebrows: "Say it."

"You said that people who know about your illness will not tell you, but it seems that your master who knows about your illness told you about it. Why?"

Sangzi was startled, then smiled suddenly, looked her up and down playfully, reached out and patted her cheek lightly, then turned around and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to take a nap."

In those few glances, the smile never reached, and the eyes were deep and bottomless, Yan Qitong couldn't help feeling a little chilled by her gaze, and he was relieved after standing there for half a day, hung up the mask, and went out.

When Sangzi went back to her own room that night, she probably didn't remember the experience of cuddling her to death at all.Yan Qitong suddenly thought so when he was washing his face by the faint candlelight in the back kitchen.

There still seemed to be the cold touch of Sangzi's palm on the face, which made the scar feel cold.Since there is no clear enough mirror—the so-called bronze mirror is worse than no reflection, she has always relied on the touch to confirm the degree of recovery on her face. Of course, if she leans down during the day, her reflection can be seen in a basin of water .But because it wasn't her face, she was still not used to it, so she rarely saw it.I value it only because it makes me suffer a lot and suffer a lot.

Originally, he thought that according to his own understanding, Yan Qitong would definitely be willing if he could go back to the palace.But touching the scar, she couldn't help but think again—she would have tried to die repeatedly, because she knew that there was no hope in this life.If it was an ordinary person, the injury would hurt, and it would probably not be too painful, but with her status and her constant desire, there is no way to admit that she has become an imperfect person.And this kind of imperfection is enough to cast her out of the royal family.She probably wouldn't be willing to go back to the palace, she probably didn't have the courage at all.

Obviously it was because he couldn't bear it for a while that he changed the subject, but thinking about it, it seemed to fit Yan Qitong's mind.I don't know what Sangzi will think of her...

Just when he was lost in thought, lights and shadows flickered around him, and he vaguely felt someone behind him, Yan Qitong suddenly turned around, turned his back to the light, and saw that there was really a person standing there by the door.

"Forgive Xiaosheng's abruptness, girl, don't be surprised."

In summer, the days are long and the nights are very late, and the courtyard of Sangzi is not bright or dark at this time.Jin Yunke slowly looked around the medicine garden in his hometown, and walked out of the cave, a little tired, so he sat on the wooden bed, but it was difficult to fall asleep when lying down.

In order to avoid suspicion, he ordered people to move the wooden bed to the entrance of the cave into the medicine garden, which was already on the edge of the cliff.Although the old horse was afraid of danger and refused, he couldn't hold on to him.At this moment, the old horse and the three servants were gone, probably busy preparing some things for going down the mountain, leaving him here alone for the time being.Because of the two pills given by Sangzi, Jin Yunke's pain was reduced to a minimum.Still breathing, eating, and thinking, Jin Yunke felt for a moment that he was never sick.

Of course, that's all wishful thinking.When he heard that people were about to die, he reflected back and said that it was quite similar to the current situation, but he also believed in Sangzi, even though the sick doctor was not responsible enough for him, he still believed in her.

If you believe her, you must walk the path she said, but that is not a clear path, it is obviously a... bloody path.

For a while, he became irritable again, and seemed to be angry straight to the top of his head.Jin Yunke carefully descended to the ground, and slowly walked through the darkness into the cave. He went straight to the back kitchen, just wanting to drink a sip of water to relieve the depression in his heart, but unexpectedly, there was a flickering candle in the back kitchen. Ting's figure is leaning against the water tank, looking from the side, it looks like a natural process, so mysterious that it cannot be touched.

The so-called back kitchen is just a simple shed. Although it has doors and windows, it is still very simple.It's not that Jin Yunke never came in during the day, but at this moment he completely forgot the previous impression, leaving only the silhouette of this moment.

He just stared at the figure who seemed to be standing there for a long time, but unexpectedly, the beauty was startled and the other party looked over.He hurriedly lowered his head, bowed and said: "Forgive Xiaosheng for being abrupt, girl, don't be frightened."

Yan Qitong looked at him awkwardly, and gave a somewhat blank "hmm", he didn't expect him to appear here, and most importantly, he had already taken off his mask, so he didn't know if it would be too late to put it on now.

Jin Yunke raised his head and saw that the beauty seemed to be still looking at him, so he couldn't help explaining: "Xiaosheng is just thirsty, he wanted to drink water, and he didn't mean to disturb the girl." Dizzy, I couldn't help but ask, "Miss, can I give Xiaosheng a sip of water?"

Looking down at the basin of water where he washed his face, Yan Qitong really wanted to give him a drink.This man's words are really contrived, and when you get closer, you can see that the greedy light in his eyes is not at all like the humility and politeness in his mouth.She retracted her previous opinion. She was neither humble nor overbearing, and her voice was gentle. She was probably just a prodigal playboy.

Yan Qitong suddenly had an idea, she turned her face slightly, avoiding the injured side, bent her knees, and then said in a low voice: "...you are welcome, you are welcome .” She walked away a few steps and pointed to the water ladle beside the water tank.

Jin Yunke always drank top quality tea, how often did he drink it with a ladle.It's just that he suffered a lot on the way up the mountain, so he was happy to approach the beautiful woman.Isn't it just a chance for a beautiful woman to move the lotus step?While looking at her from the corner of his eye, he scooped up some water with a ladle to drink. "The water is so sweet." Jin Yunke murmured in praise, staring blankly at Yan Qitong's side face, feeling that it was not sweet enough to quench his thirst.The light in the back kitchen is dim, making it impossible to discern the number of eyelashes like a distant mountain surrounded by smoke. No matter how carefully you look at it, it looks like Feiyu in a palace, with a picturesque and extraordinary momentum.The tip of her nose is round and has an unusual appearance, and there seems to be a smile on the corner of her lips, which is enough to turn all living beings upside down.

Jin Yunke's heart was beating like a drum, his ears were ringing and his eyes were dizzy, he couldn't help asking with some difficulty: "Girl, but..."

Startled, Yan Qitong glanced at him quickly.What kind of expression was that, suddenly realized.

"Miss is a fairy from Nine Heavens?" Jin Yunke said infatuatedly, "Xiaosheng may not have many days left, but he was able to meet the girl before he died..."

Nine Heavens Fairy?The corners of Yan Qitong's eyes twitched slightly, he calmed down a bit, and said softly—she was afraid that a little noise would wake up Jin Yunke's dream, this man seemed to be suffering from nightmares: "Young master is determined to die?"

Jin Yunke was stunned, the words were right on his mind, he put down the wooden ladle, and sighed: "How can people really ignore life and death."

This is true.Yan Qitong was also a little stunned.She should have gone through the pair of words life and death, but she was quite confused.She didn't know when she died, and she didn't know how to survive after death. There is no one who is more at a loss than her.

"However," Jin Yunke said suddenly, "Xiaosheng was struggling with life and death, but now he is no longer in control. Life is his own, and other people really don't care about it. Xiaosheng just treats their family members badly."

"...Young Master's meaning..." Yan Qitong looked at him in surprise, for some reason he suddenly made this decision.

"There are only two people in Miss Sangzi's medicine garden. Except for Miss Sangzi who has seen her face before, you should be the girl who gave Xiaosheng pills." Jin Yunke suddenly smiled, and said with a little slyness, and immediately added, " Speaking of which, the girl’s two pills can be regarded as saving Xiaosheng’s life.”

Yan Qitong instinctively avoids it, but he has no choice but to realize that he may come from a high-tech future, but people in history may not all be fools even though they have their own backwardness.At least so far, the people she has met are actually smart enough.Now that he recognized himself, Yan Qitong picked up the white cloth on the side and covered his face, stepped out of the shadow, and stood in front of him.