Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Xu Ziying avoided looking in the mirror for several days in a row. He didn't feel any changes before, but after that night, whether it was a psychological effect or something, he always felt that he had become different from before.

The taste has become more and more bland, and the mind is more active than before. The originally suppressed and painful heart has no waves, like a pool of stagnant water.

But no matter how quiet this pool of water is, it will always be dead. Without flowing water, it will dry up sooner or later.

But at night, he could not sleep peacefully. The scenes in his dreams were bizarre, and he was in darkness and chaos. There would always be a voice echoing from all directions, calling over and over again.

"A drop, A drop! A drop—"

He dreamed again at midnight, sitting on the bed and regaining his consciousness. He felt that he couldn't go on like this anymore. Jiang Luo's consciousness was slowly awakening in his body. Although he didn't have the memory of Jiang Luo yet, it was only a matter of time.

It was as if a hole had been opened in his body, and the blood was let out with a knife. He knew that his life was passing away, but he could only accept the despair of death.

The next day Xu Ziying slept for a long time. He didn't know when, when he heard some movement, he opened his eyes keenly, and saw Du Yi standing beside the bed at a glance.

When Du Yi saw him open his eyes suddenly, he was so frightened that he almost knocked over the medicine bowl in his hand, holding the side of the bowl with both hands to prevent the medicine juice from spilling out, he stood there and said in a panic.

"Husband, madam..."

Xu Ziying's eyes were sharper than before, maybe he didn't know it, but it felt like he was looking at a dead person.

He sat up from the bed and said blankly, "What are you doing here?"

Du Yi followed Rong Feiyan to Nanling, but he didn't show up for such a long time, so he must have something to do here today.

"Ma'am, this is medicine for you." Du Yi lowered his head, and held the medicine bowl in front of Xu Ziying with both hands. Xu Ziying smelled the familiar smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and knew it was the one he had been drinking before.

Xu Ziying sneered, and asked Du Yi, "Is the time coming? Where is Rong Fei bored? Could it be that he is hiding?"

Du Yi flinched visibly, probably because he was afraid that Xu Ziying would put the medicine bowl on his head, so he didn't dare to raise his head and say.

"Master Hou, Lord Hou is making arrangements, and will take you back to Xuanle City tomorrow morning, and take you back to the Hou Mansion."

Hearing this, Xu Ziying frowned and questioned, "Take me back to the Hou's Mansion? Why take me back to the Hou's Mansion?"

He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Rong Feiyan's gourd. He had been imprisoned by Rong Feiyan for so long, and he had been dragged on for so long. It stands to reason that he should be taken out of his body, let Jiang fall back, and let him go back to the Hou Mansion What kind of? !

Xu Ziying clenched her fists with a gloomy face, and finally let go of her strength, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Put the bowl aside, you go out."

Although Du Yi didn't understand, he did as he did. When he reached the door and was about to exit, Xu Ziying stopped him and asked.

"Xiao Du, have you seen Jiang Luo?"

Du Yi looked back, pursed his lips, and said, "I have, but I was too young at that time, and I don't remember many things."

Xu Ziying looked at his half-closed eyes, shy and obedient, and asked after a while, "Is it worth it?"

At this moment, Du Yi's eyes were slightly bent, without hesitation, he said softly: "I'm living a very good life now, it's worth it."

After Du Yi left, Xu Ziying shifted his gaze to the bowl of concoction, and the wispy hot air slowly floated up, and finally disappeared without a trace.

When Rong Feiyan came back, Xu Ziying was still sitting in the original posture, Rong Feiyan stepped forward slowly, saw the bowl of cold medicinal juice, opened his robe and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Yingying, if you don't want to drink this medicine, forget it."

Xu Ziying didn't look at him, but said: "When you played around with me before, why didn't you ask me if I was willing?"

Rong Feiyan didn't make a sound, and reached out to get the medicine bowl, Xu Ziying snatched it, raised his head and drank half of it, and handed the other to Rong Feiyan.

Rong Fei looked at Xu Ziying tiredly along the hand holding the medicine bowl, Xu Ziying wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at him and said, "I don't believe you, I'm afraid you might poison me, so I want to drink with you."

Hearing this, Rong Fei laughed softly, and said: "I should drink it first, there's no way it's the other way around."

"Don't worry, if I die, I'll pull you as a backup." Xu Ziying watched Rong Fei drink the rest of the concoction, there was a momentary dodge in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

After drinking the medicine, Rong Feiyan reached out to touch Xu Ziying's shoulder, Xu Ziying felt a little stiff, but Rong Feiyan still let him pull him into his arms.

"Every day we go back to the Hou Mansion, everyone misses you very much." Rong Feiyan lowered his head and kissed his forehead softly, his movements were full of tenderness.

"Duoduo misses you too."

The light in Xu Ziying's eyes gradually dimmed, he didn't say much, and finally just closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, Xu Ziying lay on the bed and opened his eyes, turned to look at Rong Feiyan next to him, he tried to push Rong Feiyan's shoulder, but there was no response.

He had already made up his mind that if he wanted to fulfill Rong Feiyan, he also fulfilled himself, so he drank half of it, mixed the medicine powder into the other half and let Rong Feiyan drink it.

Xu Ziying looked carefully, Rong Fei seemed to have fallen asleep in the dark, and there was nothing wrong.

The medicine powder was probably just a sleeping medicine, at this moment he could not care so much, got out of bed and quickly put on his robes, Rong Feiyan still didn't wake up during this time, so he planned to leave the attic while the night was dark.

There were guards outside the attic day and night, just to prevent Xu Ziying from escaping, but these people were basically no match for him, Rong Feiyan was the only one he had to deal with.

Now that Rong Fei was tired of falling asleep, he hid in the dark and observed the number of guards for a while, and instead of going through the door or window, he went to the top floor of the attic, pried open the tiles and climbed up to the roof.

The roof rubble on the slope of the attic was loose. Xu Ziying stepped on it tentatively, and found that he was standing on his feet lightly, so he didn't have to worry about falling down.

From time to time, gusts of cool wind blew from the roof. Xu Ziying looked around in the darkness, then took a few steps back for a run-up, stepped on the rubble and ran to the edge of the eaves, then jumped up, his sleeves fluttered, and landed firmly on the By the courtyard wall.

Xu Ziying jumped down from such a high place, his body was so flexible that he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. He took a breath, looked back for the last time, and then jumped off the fence.

After he left, he wanted to find Shen Anhuai, but he was not familiar with Nanling's place of life, so it was very difficult to find him smoothly. He also thought that there would be someone outside to meet what was written on the paper, but the surrounding area was empty and there was nothing.

Just when he was about to leave first, suddenly a person came out from an unknown corner, Xu Ziying was a little vigilant, and under the faint light of the waning moon, he carefully identified it, and said in disbelief.

"You are, you are Brother Zhou?"

The man took off his old pocket, revealed his vaguely gentle face, and smiled at Xu Ziying.

"Ziying, long time no see."