After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

The name Zijin.

How long has it been since I last heard it?

Was it after that man died in battle at the border three years ago, or after he was humiliated by castration?

It’s been so long, so long that I can’t even remember.

Si Jiu woke up groggily and found someone standing by the bed.

He still vividly remembers the scene he saw before he fainted, the round fan and the girl.

He was anxious to verify and struggled to get up.

Ping An heard the noise and knelt down beside the bed: "Du Gong, you are awake."

When he heard Ping An's voice, Si Jiu felt indescribably lost. He lost some strength and fell back onto the bed.

Ping'an knew Si Jiu's habits and didn't dare to go up and touch him easily, so he lowered his head and stood aside respectfully.

After Si Jiu paused for a while, he said, "Why am I here?"

Ping An replied: "Replying to the Governor, you fainted in Miss Wen's room, and Miss Wen called me to bring you back."

Si Jiu looked at the clothes he was wearing and felt relieved when he saw that they were still the same ones.

He asked again: "Did Miss Wen say anything?"

Ping An shook his head: "Miss Wen only said that you are sick, and asked me to take you out and find a doctor for you. There is nothing else. Miss Wen has been staying in her room well."

Si Jiu had a suspicion in his mind, and he couldn't wait to prove it.

So he supported himself on the side of the bed with his hands, forced himself to sit up, and then moved his legs and stepped on the ground.

Ping An said in a panic, "Master Du, your leg injury has not healed yet. Doctor Rong came to examine you and told you to rest well."

Si Jiu didn't stop putting on his shoes: "He said the same thing every time I came here in the past three years. It's the same whether I listen to the doctor's advice or not."

Probably because his body felt so tight and uncomfortable, Si Jiu didn't even have the strength to put on his shoes.

Helpless, he had to wink at Ping An.

Ping An was so smart that he put his shoes on for him immediately.

Si Jiu was a little staggering when he just stood up, Ping An reached out to lend him some strength.

When he was able to walk by himself, Ping An quietly walked behind him.

When he stood by the window, Si Jiu realized that he had not been unconscious for long.

It was only late at night, but poor him he couldn't even sleep a little longer after fainting.

Si Jiu came to an antique display cabinet in his room and moved a vase in the middle. After a moment, the door of the secret room opened in front of him.

He took a deep breath and walked in.

Ping An stood outside the door obediently and never tried to find out what was in the secret room.

He only knew that Du Gong had to stay in the secret room for at least an hour, and would always be weaker after coming out.

This time, the Du Gong only went in for a cup of tea and then came out.

When he came out, his face looked uglier than ever before.

"It's her, it's her."

Si Jiu has been muttering since he came out.

Ping An didn't quite hear it, so he stepped forward and asked, "Du Gong, what did you say?"

Si Jiu seemed to be awakened. He pushed Ping An away and ran out of the house.

Ping An had never seen Si Jiu lose his composure like this, so he hurriedly followed behind him and served him carefully.

Si Jiu stumbled and staggered all the way to the outside of Wen Baizhi's house.

Cuizhi had already entered the house to serve, and the lights in the house had been turned off.

All sounds are silent.

Si Jiu could even hear his own heartbeat.

He couldn't wait to go into the house to see the man, but he stopped in his tracks.

Don't scare her.

Si Jiu stood outside the house until it gradually brightened and then left.

Wen Baizhi, who slept soundly in the house all night, naturally had no idea what happened outside that night.

She didn't sleep very well.

In her dreams, she kept dreaming about the weak boy she used to be.

She remembered his name was Si Zijin.

She would always stand by him and protect him when he was bullied.

And when she was about to be taken as a concubine, he saw her unwillingness and took a huge risk to make a marriage contract with her just to free himself.

Who would have thought that she would eventually die for the freedom she pursued all her life.

It's not like she hadn't thought about how her nominal fiancé would live after her death.

But she never thought that the powerful Director of the East Depot who now holds sway over the government would be the poor little thing he once was.

When she was awakened by the dream, she broke out in a cold sweat.

The image of Si Jiu vomiting blood and fainting was still lingering in her mind.

Cuizhi appeared at the right time: "Miss, you are awake, please wash up first."

Wen Baizhi patted his head: "What to eat this morning."

Cuizhi said with some embarrassment: "Miss, I found the kitchen of this mansion, and there are a few cooks busy working. But I asked, because the governor has a serious stomach disease, there are many things that cannot be eaten, so the food prepared in the mansion is also very light, at most white porridge and vegetarian buns in the morning."

"Serious stomach disease? Are you talking about Si Jiu?" Wen Baizhi put down the handkerchief she was using to wipe her face.

Cuizhi was a little surprised. She thought Wen Baizhi would be angry about the light dish, but she didn't expect that she would pay attention to this first.

"I heard from the cooks that the Dugong's three meals a day are extremely light, not even a bit of meat or fish can be seen."

Wen Baizhi couldn't help but frown.

From what I remember, although Si Zijin was thin and occasionally caught a cold and had a fever, he didn't have stomach problems to the point where he couldn't eat this or that.

Wen Baizhi asked: "Did you bring me breakfast?"

Cuizhi pointed to the food box on the table in the distance: "I got a bowl of white porridge and took four extra vegetarian buns."

Wen Baizhi praised: "Good Cuizhi, you know how much your young lady eats."

Cuizhi said embarrassedly: "Miss, don't worry. I just looked and found a vacant lot outside our house. I can go to the market to buy some vegetables and plant them. When they grow up, I will pickle them for you. This way, your porridge in the morning will have some flavor."

Wen Baizhi nodded in agreement: "See if the land is big. If it is, fence off a piece of it and buy some chickens to raise. I can tolerate not eating meat for a day, but I can't tolerate not eating meat all the time."

Cuizhi kept this in mind and sat down at the table with Wen Baizhi.

Just as Wen Baizhi took the spoon and prepared to eat the porridge, there was a knock on the door.

The master and servant looked at each other.

It was Cuizhi who went forward to open the door.

After seeing the person coming, Cuizhi was frightened and stammered, "Du, Du Gong."

The people coming outside were Ping An and Si Jiu.

Si Jiu signaled her not to be restrained, and asked Wen Baizhi: "Miss Wen, can I come in?"

Last night was too chaotic, and Wen Baizhi only recognized him before he was taken away safely.

Now, early in the morning, he appeared before him again.

She put down the spoon, stood up and said, "Please come in, Governor."

Si Jiu walked in and sat opposite Wen Baizhi again.

"Miss Wen, don't be shy. I see Miss Wen is having breakfast. Go ahead."

Wen Baizhi felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so she pretended to be casual and said, "Indeed, I was just eating. I think Du Gong hasn't eaten yet. Do you want to have some together?"

God knows she was just pretending to be polite, but unexpectedly Si Jiu actually responded to her words and said, "It's true that I haven't had time to eat yet. If Miss Wen doesn't mind, can you add an extra pair of chopsticks?"