something wrong

When Jin Yunke left the Sangzi mansion, he was quite distraught.He claims to be romantic, and he has many confidante, but no one can make him forget about food and drink like her, and he is not even willing to show the slightest gaffe in front of her.

However, King Xiang wanted it, but the Goddess didn't.He didn't even ask the girl's name, so he left in embarrassment.Before leaving, Jin Yunke saw Sangzi sitting under the eaves of the porch watching the rain, so he walked over.

Sangzi heard the sound of footsteps and stumbled, for some reason, his heart just sank down, and he turned his head. Sure enough, Jin Yunke's expression was so sad that people couldn't bear it: "Mr. , and hope to be self-sustaining."

Jin Yunke stretched out his hand to support the pillar, and sighed.His heart is beating like a drum now, and he is in an abnormal state, which is really not a good thing.He also looked at Yumu, and said, "She said Xiaosheng... I don't know her name, where she was born, where she grew up, and why she left Hongjing." He looked down at Sangzi, "What do you want to ask Xiaosheng?" I don't even know, why should I keep her. And if she doesn't say anything, how does Xiaosheng know? It's just that he doesn't want to pay attention to Xiaosheng." He said in a daze, "I really want to go back to the mountain, the scene when I first saw her..."

Seeing that Jin Yunke was stuck in memories and couldn't extricate himself, Sangzi thought for a while and asked, "The old man who went up the mountain with you last time, why didn't you see him twice?"

Jin Yunke's face darkened, and he said shyly: "On the way down the mountain, I was blocked by a wild boar. In order to cover me from escaping, the old horse...died a tragic death." The fishy smell permeated in the dark and cold all around him, the roar of beasts everywhere, the long and almost endless mountain road... the nightmare-like past, he didn't want to think about it again, he thought, don't repeat it again in his life come once.Jin Yunke stood up straight, straightened his clothes, bowed to Sang Zi, "Farewell."

Sangzi looked at his back as he left in the rain, and couldn't help smiling.It turned out that it seemed affectionate, but that was it.

Then Yan Qitong also came out, holding a small plate of food in her hand.

"What did he say?" Yan Qitong asked.

Sang Zi looked at her.The few questions Yan Qitong asked, I don't know what they were asking.Could it be that Jin Yunke is just a merchant and not good enough for her?Or she is confused about her current identity and doesn't know how to choose.Sang Zi asked tentatively, "If he knows who you are and all kinds of things about you, can he keep you?"

Yan Qitong was taken aback, it turned out that Jin Yunke had already said it, but unfortunately the self that Sang Zi knew was not the real self.She lowered her head and picked up a piece of food from the plate.These turned out to be some small mooncakes, with exquisite workmanship, not blindly round, but also flower-shaped, and I don't know what mold can be used to print them.She looked at the back, and suddenly found that there was a clear "Yan" embossed on it, and she couldn't help but said in surprise: "This mooncake..."

Sangzi rubbed the center of her brows, she discovered very early on that Yan Qitong was very good at avoiding topics, and it would be revealed naturally when she didn't want to talk about it.

"Oh," Sangzi snorted, "On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, your mother sent someone to send it over, and the mooncakes you ate before were also the same. Fortunately, she didn't say that she would let you go home for the festival, otherwise you would still be here at that time." In a coma, I can't deal with it."

I see.Yan Qitong put down his hands in a slump, feeling a little frustrated.Madam Yan's sad and desperate look before she left that day was still in front of her eyes. I'm afraid she still couldn't figure out why she said such heartless and unjust words, but it was mother and daughter who sent things over.

"Sangzi, before you leave, do you want me to go to Yan Mansion?"

She only said to go to Yan Mansion, but she didn't even want to recognize that family.Sangzi gently held her hand, and said gently, "If you don't want to, I'll go and say goodbye; if you want to go, I can accompany you."

There was a surge in Yan Qitong's heart, and he suppressed it forcibly again.She stuffed a small mooncake into Sangzi's mouth, sat beside her, and enjoyed the autumn rain with her.Feeling a bit chilly, Sangzi didn't want to let people bring over his coat, so he pulled Yan Qitong into his arms, put his arms around her waist, put his face on her back, closed his eyes and recovered himself.

Being held stiffly by Sang Zi, Yan Qitong slowly relaxed.The so-called small movements are like throwing a small stone into a lake, the sound is not loud, the ripples are slightly scattered, but gradually you throw more, and when it falls to the bottom of the lake, it has some weight.Yan Qitong didn't dare to touch the hands that embraced her, she even became a little scared.Fear is an instinctive reaction, and she couldn't tell what she was afraid of. She only knew that being so close to Sangzi would eventually become something that made her hesitate one day.

But after a while, a servant brought two bowls of decoction.Yan Qitong always felt that traditional Chinese medicine was extremely bitter. He used to be in good health and rarely took injections or medicines, but he didn't expect to drink non-stop here.Although she was lethargic before because her soul was separated from her body, after lying down for so many days, her qi and blood were not running as usual, so it would be better to recuperate; Sangzi was always obsessed with medicine, and never relaxed the suppression of cold disease in her body.

Gently patted Sang Zi, who had been half asleep to the sound of falling rain, to wake up. The two each held a bowl and drank it with their necks up.

After rinsing his mouth, Yan Qitong desperately suppressed the bitter taste of the medicine, and asked Sangzi, "I happened to see the cook drying the residue of the medicine, and there were so many. The cook said that I drank it every day when I was asleep. I heard it before. Baoqiao said that when I was unconscious, I used something to pry open my mouth and poured medicine, but this time I am awake, you won’t do the same, right?” In the end, she was still a bit pissed at Baoqiao.

"How could it be?" Sang Zi slightly raised his eyebrows, after thinking about it, he couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling, and said vaguely under his hand: "It was by mouth."

Yan Qitong was stunned for a moment, thinking he didn't hear clearly, but when he saw Sangzi, he immediately said confidently: "There is no other way, it's not easy to break, this is the only way, so that no drop of the medicine will leak out."

Yan Qitong's complexion suddenly became a little better, and it was just like what Sangzi had imagined, the colorful changes, but finally calmed down.Sangzi is a doctor, and doctors have no taboos in seeing patients and treating people, not to mention giving medicine mouth to mouth, even if you want to do intimate actions, you have to do it.Even though he thought so, Yan Qitong still secretly bit his lips to suppress the strangeness in his heart, for a moment he didn't even dare to look at Sangzi.

Sangzi was in a good mood at the moment, stretched out his hand to touch Yan Qitong's face, and said with a smile, "Why, you'll be anxious if you kiss on the cheek, and don't talk now, don't you think I've broken my sleeve?"

Yan Qitong thought to himself who is afraid of whom, according to the morality of the world, after all, Sangzi has to be viewed more narrowly, and it can't compare with his own era of great explosion of thought and great liberation of human nature.Her blood surged immediately, and she grabbed it back with her backhand, and said with a sneer, "There is no reason why you should only eat tofu." After saying that, she leaned over and pecked her lips that were not bright enough, then backed away, hugging her. Be patient.

"I..." Sangzi caressed her lips that had been raided in a daze, and asked in confusion, "Why is it just tofu?"

"Not only to eat tofu, but also to eat a lot of oil." Yan Qitong felt that she was really cute, so he reached out and pinched her cheeks. Based on the feel, he couldn't help but regretted, "It's a pity that there is less oil. Point." After saying that, he laughed and stood up and ran away.

Sang Zi frowned slightly, really not understanding what Yan Qitong meant.But seeing her in high spirits, my heart became bright and bright, like sunshine, and immediately wiped off the moisture all over my body.She sat back slowly, leaning her back against the colonnade, and felt that it would be perfect to take a nap here at such a moment.

For a person who is extremely curious, if he does not ask questions clearly, he will not live through the night, otherwise he will be in trouble.

That night, before Yan Qitong fell asleep, she saw Sangzi crawling into her bed, and her heart skipped a beat.

Ordinarily, in the past, Sangzi would only unconsciously approach her when she fell asleep, but now it is good, she is next to you openly.Yan Qitong tried his best to think back to Sangzi's seemingly gentle but indifferent appearance when he first met her, and found that his face was far away, let alone the occasional sarcasm and innocence towards her.Yan Qitong bumped her head against the pillow, thinking about it all the time, and finally admitted helplessly that she might no longer be able to control the distance she wanted to keep when she first descended the mountain.

Sang Zi had been staring at her since Yan Qitong lay down, then leaned beside her and nodded his lips and asked, "Why is there tofu here?"

Yan Qitong had no choice but to turn sideways and talk to her wildly: "I once read in a book: There was once a couple who were very loving, but the family was poor, and there was often no meat in the bowl when eating. Seeing that he was unable to support his wife and caused his wife to suffer, the host felt very sad and could not eat, but the wife was sympathetic to her husband, so she picked up a piece of white tofu and fed it to her husband, then leaned over and kissed him, and asked with a smile if the tofu was delicious. The husband was delighted to see his wife being so caring, and the way he said it was really delicious." After saying that, Yan Qitong shrugged, "That's the story."

Of course, this is not the way to eat tofu, but Sangzi can't explain it as taking advantage of something, so I can only talk nonsense. How could I know that Sangzi listened very seriously, and looked at Yan Qitong intently with his eyes unblinking, which made her feel a little bit later. False, almost dare not look directly.

After hearing this, Sang Zi sighed and said: "The poor and lowly couples mourn for a hundred days, but this couple can enjoy themselves in hardship, which is also a model among couples. But tofu is just tofu, and it can't be meaty. I really don't know what they will do in the future."

Yan Qitong was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Sangzi to believe her words, and he was so serious, there was no romance at all.Yan Qitong turned over and looked at her suspiciously: "Sangzi, have you ever had a sweetheart?"

Sangzi was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I've devoted myself to the apricot grove, and I have no time to care about those." She suddenly remembered a name, and asked, "I heard you say the word Chenfeng in your dream, what about that?" Whose name is it?"

Yan Qitong was startled, and was a little nervous at once, but he didn't dare to show it, he just asked: "When did it happen, why don't I remember at all?"

"When you were still on the mountain, the night you first rescued me."

Yan Qitong couldn't remember anything, only vaguely remembered that the first time she recalled the past seemed to be when Sangzi fell ill.She suddenly caught something, which was related to her remembering the past, but Sangzi still looked at her as if waiting for an answer, which made her confused for a moment, and she could only wave her hands reluctantly: "It's not an important person, myself I don’t even remember.” I didn’t expect Sangzi to hear my sleep talk, and I heard that sleep talk can be used like hypnosis, so it seems that I can’t let her sleep beside me.

Seeing her thinking hard, Sangzi didn't hear those two words again after thinking about it, so she let go and asked curiously: "By the way, I know about eating tofu, so what does it mean to mope."

With a bitter face, Yan Qitong racked his brains and said: "The husband saw that his wife was interested, so he put down the bowl and wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Today, the beans are all ground to oil, and they are very good for my husband." Pulled out of bed, "Go back to your own room and go to sleep. I've been very angry recently, and I still grind my teeth at night. It won't be good if I quarrel with you."

Sangzi was pushed out, turned around several times and tried to speak but failed, when Yan Qitong shut the door, he thought to himself, the oil was also wiped on his mouth, but you touched my face, could it be that the wife not only kissed her on the lips On, all over the face?Thinking about the scene in her mind, Sangzi shook her head immediately, she didn't believe what Yan Qitong said.As the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family, Yan Qitong is naturally a spring and white snow, how could she come into contact with such vulgar and low-level books, she must be talking nonsense to slander herself.

But why did she lie to herself? Sangzi couldn't help being a little distracted. Seeing that the lights in Yan Qitong's room were off, a different kind of light came into her heart.