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Ji Huai didn't expect Ji Lian to strike so hard, even Zhan Hua couldn't help frowning when he saw the wound on his stomach.

Ji Huai has been very afraid of pain since he was a child, but no one pays attention to him, and there are not many chances for him to be injured, so that now he has been hit by such two feet unexpectedly, and the pain is almost killing him.

He was afraid that Zhan Hua would laugh at him, so when he applied the medicine, his face turned pale from the pain and he didn't make a sound, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

As soon as Zhan Hua looked up, he saw Ji Huai pretending to be relaxed with a pale face, and was silent for a moment.

The fellow smiled at him: "Thank you."

Zhan Hua shook his head and said, "How do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Ji Huai's eyes turned cold for a moment, "Don't worry, I will handle it well."

The next day.

Zhan Hua stood at the gate of Ji Huai's courtyard, looked at the worried A Lian, and said, "What do you think happened to your Seventh Young Master?"

A Lian was about to cry, "Last night, the young master confronted the grandma in public and almost made the grandma faint, and even broke the arm of the fifth young master. He has been locked up in the ancestral hall for a whole night!"

Zhan Hua: "..."

Ah Lian's legs tremble when he thinks about the scene of flying dogs and chickens last night. His young master is just a little out of tune on weekdays. Why, no matter how his young master explained, he would not listen.

When he came to his senses, the room was already in a mess, and five or six servants failed to stop his young master. When everyone realized, Ji Huai had already grabbed a stool and smashed Ji Lian's arm.

After listening to A Lian's story, Zhan Hua raised his hand and saluted, and said softly, "Thank you."

Ah Lian waved his hand quickly, and couldn't help scratching his head after seeing the mysterious mage leave.

Just now when he said that the young master broke Ji Lian's arm, did the mage laugh?

Can't you?

A-Lian rubbed his head and shook his head vigorously. The mage is so merciful, it is impossible.

"Ah!" Ji Huai sneezed from the cold, raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

It wasn't too hot at the moment, and it was somewhat cold after sleeping on the ground leaning against the wall all night. He had always been in poor health, so he must have caught a cold now.

Ji Huai turned his neck, feeling dizzy.

Even in the daytime, the ancestral hall was gloomy, and the dim candlelight flickered gently, only illuminating the many tablets placed on it.

Ji Huai only took a lazy glance at those memorial tablets, and then looked away. He sat under the window to be warmer, but it was almost a day and a night without a drop of water, which made him somewhat unable to hold on.

He was fainting when suddenly there was a sound from the window above his head.

Ji Huai thought it was an illusion, but the sound was louder. He raised his head, and saw that the window was opened a crack from the outside, and a slender hand with distinct bones was stretched out.

Ji Huai stood up vigilantly, the window was slammed open, and the sunlight outside came in, and he narrowed his eyes slightly stimulated.

In the next second, the window was closed tightly again, but there was an extra monk in front of Ji Huai.

"Zhanhua!?" Ji Huai was really shocked. He didn't know whether to be shocked that the monk dared to open the window of the ancestral hall or that he was still carrying a big food box. In short, neither of them could match this high-ranking mage.

However, Zhan Hua still had a calm expression on his face, with an expression of indifference that has not changed for thousands of years. He put down the food box, looked up and down Ji Huai, and then seemed to be relieved, and said: "Eat something first. "

Seeing his calm expression, Ji Huai almost wondered if he had made a fuss, but after he drank half a bowl of porridge, his brain finally came alive, and he asked in disbelief, "How did you sneak in?"

There are many servants guarding Ji's ancestral hall on weekdays. In order to prevent him from escaping, Grandma Ji tripled the number of people. How did this monk avoid so many people and come in with a food box?

Zhan Hua didn't answer his question, but just asked: "Lotus Paste Cake, do you want to eat?"

Ji Huai took a big mouthful of porridge and nodded vigorously, "Eat."

Zhan Hua watched Ji Huai eat half of the food box in one go, knowing that he was really hungry, but he didn't let him continue eating, but just handed water to him, "Drink water."

Ji Huai is used to being served by others, and he drank the water as soon as he brought it. After he finished drinking, he reacted belatedly, and showed a very sincere and bright smile to Zhan Hua, "Thank you."

Zhan Hua shook his head lightly, his eyes fell on his somewhat messy clothes, "Are you injured?"

"No!" Ji Huai raised his eyebrows, and still did not forget to show off a smile at Zhan Hua, "It's a pity that you were not here yesterday, and I couldn't see my heroic appearance."

Zhan Hua was silent and did not speak.

Ji Huai didn't know why he was a little nervous. He licked his dry lips, thought for a while, and said depressedly: "I wanted to solve it properly, but no matter what I said, they thought I was just trying to quibble. I was so angry that I did it..."

Ji Huai didn't think it was such a big deal, even if he was locked up overnight, he didn't care until Cai Zhanhua opened the window and jumped in, even if he was beaten to death later.

But when he saw Zhan Hua, he suddenly felt... a little wronged.

Probably because no one has been so kind to him since he was a child, and he is so careful that he has to wipe him off with a handkerchief even if he gets cake crumbs on his hands.

He was almost moved to convert to Buddhism.

Zhan Hua wiped his hands, packed up the food box, and prepared to leave.

"Hey——" Ji Huai suddenly called out to stop him, but when Zhan Hua turned his head around, he didn't know what to say, so he held back for a long time before saying, "Thank you."

Zhan Hua slightly nodded at him, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Ji Huai was stunned for a moment, and waited for Zhan Hua to leave him before saying to the window: "Oh."

Then it felt weird.

He has only known Zhan Hua for a few days, but this monk has already given him so much heart and soul, and even risked such a big risk to come to the ancestral hall to deliver meals to him. Could it be... His Ji Huai's charm is so great that even the temple... Are you going to scramble him to make him a monk?

Ji Huai touched his head, feeling that he didn't really want to be a bald donkey for the time being, maybe Zhan Hua just wanted to be friends with him?

A friend in adversity sees the truth, and it sounds good to be friends with the monk Zhanhua.

After eating and drinking, Ji Huai felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep drowsily after yawning.

at the same time.

Somewhere in Jifu.

An ordinary-looking servant half-kneeled on the ground, the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat, and he lowered his head tremblingly.

A deep voice came from the darkness: "I've only been out for half a day, and I was locked in the ancestral hall?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the family member's forehead, he swallowed hard, forced himself to calm down and said, "Master, forgive me, it was the Seventh Young Master who beat someone first, and Ji Wang ordered him to be imprisoned in the ancestral hall, we don't want to intervene in this matter. "

The person standing in the dark gave a low snort.

The person kneeling on the ground couldn't help shivering.

After a while of silence, the person in the dark said in a deep voice: "If something happens to him again, it's useless for you to keep him."

"Yes, Master."

The servant stood up and quickly disappeared into the garden.

"The sorcerer is here!" A young man came from the end of the path, who was Sifang Yunniang's elder brother Ji Tan.

Zhan Hua, who was admiring the flowers, raised his hand and saluted him, "Master Ji."

"We've found a sorcerer!" Ji Tan hurriedly saluted, and said eagerly: "Master, Yunniang still has a high fever, she took the medicine according to the method you said, and she seems to be fine, but today I don’t know why it started to burn again, so I asked the mage to visit Yunniang again with me.”

"Naturally." Zhan Hua nodded.

the other side.

Grandma Ji covered her heart and leaned against the head of the bed, she closed her eyes and sighed, "What a crime!"

Standing by the bed, Ji Yu raised his hand to screen away the maids around him, went to the window and closed it, and said to Grandma Ji: "Mother, we can't beat them, why don't we take Ji Huai—"

Grandma Ji opened her eyes and stared at him, "Ji Yu, no matter what, Ji Huai is from the Ji family and my son."

Ji Yu was silent for a moment, "But mother, aren't Ji Lian, Ji Juan and I your sons? Are you just going to ignore the lives of hundreds of people in Ji's mansion?"

Now Grandma Ji has nothing to say.

"Do evil!" Grandma Ji gritted her teeth, her eyes suddenly became cold.

-

Ji Huai leaned against the wall and counted more than 300 memorial tablets, and finally heard a sound from the window. He went up to open the window and saw Zhan Hua standing outside.

Even if he didn't meet Zhan Hua once or twice, he still couldn't help admiring the good appearance bestowed by God on Zhan Hua.

However, such a person with outstanding appearance became a monk, and every time Ji Huai thought of this, he couldn't help sighing that it was a waste of money.

Zhan Hua handed him the food box in his hand.

Ji Huai took the food box and put it aside. Seeing that Zhan Hua was still standing still, he thought for a while and stretched out a hand to him.

Zhan Hua looked at him with a trace of doubt.

Ji Huai had an unserious smile on the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you going to come in?"

Then he successfully shook Zhan Hua's cool hand.

What Zhan Hua brought this time was less than last time, and much lighter. Ji Huai searched for a long time but couldn't find any meat.

Seeing that he still refused to stop, Zhan Hua finally said, "Your injury is not healed yet, so you shouldn't eat too much greasy food."

"But it was clear yesterday—" Ji Huai was a little bit unwilling.

"I was in a hurry to prepare yesterday." Zhan Hua said.

Ji Huai nodded, tilted his head and said to him: "Okay, it's good to eat something."

Zhan Hua stared down at the food box, "Yes."

When Ji Huai was about to finish eating, he licked the corner of his mouth unsatisfied, "But the mage still doesn't want to come tomorrow, the ancestral hall is tightly guarded, and if someone finds out, it will inevitably implicate you. It will be released, and it doesn’t matter if you starve for a day or two.”

Zhan Hua frowned upon hearing this.

However, Ji Huai was busy eating and didn't pay attention, thinking that the analysis was very reasonable, "...I think they let me out after two days at most, and it's useless to keep me locked up, right..."

"I'll bring you meat and vegetables tomorrow." Zhan Hua said suddenly.

Ji Huai: "Huh?"

Zhan Hua said blankly, "Do you want to eat?"

Ji Huai couldn't hold back, and swallowed.

The author has something to say:

Some people stand tall and aloof, but secretly climb the window with a food box behind their backs.

Some people put on a free and unrestrained persona, but swallowed greedily behind their backs.