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Ji Changshu's eyes were on Ming Ciyi again, obviously the center of this matter was Ming Ciyi, and Ming Ciyi also had the right to intercede, but Ji Changshu couldn't help shrinking his neck when he saw it. .

It's just too stressful.

This was the first time that Ming Ciyi had a thought in his mind - Ji Changshu was more suitable to be emperor than Emperor Yinwen.

Emperor Yin Wen's temperament is relatively soft, even though he has a city in his heart, he is still easy to soften.

Such a person may not be suitable to be a superior emperor, but Ming Ciyi likes such friends.

Ming Ciyi swallowed: "He is in charge of protecting me, so I should have the right to speak?"

Ji Changshu looked at him expressionlessly, not understanding where his logic came from.

Even though Shuangtong was sent by him to protect him, he was still his. How could he have the right to comment?

only……

Looking at Ming Ciyi's appearance, Ji Changshu couldn't help but think of his friend, so Ji Changshu asked lightly, "You don't want them to be punished?"

Ming Ciyi nodded again and again, he glanced at Shuang Tong and Shuang Qi, both of them kept their heads down and remained silent, as if they had no complaints against Ji Changshu.

Ji Changshu looked down at his hand: "Follow me."

His tone was indifferent: "Only you."

Ming Ciyi: "...?"

Not where are you going?

Fortunately, Ji Changshu is also going to Xuanqingguan on this trip, but Ji Changshu doesn't like others getting into his carriage, especially women, so Yuebai and Jiangzi are still sitting in Mingciyi's carriage, and Shuangqi is in charge. drive.

After Ming Ciyi told Yue Bai to treat Jiang Zi's injury, he followed Ji Changshu to Ji Changshu's carriage.

Ji Changshu's carriage is luxurious, it looks extraordinary on the outside, and it has everything you need inside.

Even the bookshelves have...

Ming Ciyi whispered in his heart: luxury.

After Ming Ciyi sat down, he couldn't help touching the mink fur under his buttocks with his other uninjured hand. The soft and smooth touch made his impression of Ji Changshu even more impressive—— Money's dad!

Ji Changshu reached out and took out a bottle from the wooden box on the shelf, and then said coldly, "Stretch out your hand."

Ming Ciyi stretched out his uninjured hand subconsciously, Ji Changshu didn't move, just looked at him expressionlessly.

Ming Ciyi shrank his neck, and silently changed hands.

He knew that Ji Changshu wanted to drug himself, and he was too familiar with the plot of Mary Sue.

But... Ming Ciyi was a little dazed, how did he and Ji Changshu develop to the point where Ji Changshu gave him medicine? !

Is his time wrong or Ji Changshu wrong?

Shouldn't Ji Changshu be a person who keeps ghosts away in "Qiu Sha", a paranoid who kills without blinking an eye?

Why did you give him medicine?

Ming Ciyi hadn't recovered from the tenderness he imagined, when he felt a numbness in his hand, and a heart-rending pain spread all over his body, making him gasp on the spot and let out an "ow".

Ming Ciyi didn't care if his yell was too cute, he glanced at the pile of powder in his hand with red eyes, and then raised his eyes to look at Ji Changshu, at this time, he can still grit his teeth Joking: "My lord, I understand what it means to sprinkle salt on a wound."

It's so fucking painful!

Ji Changshu looked at him expressionlessly, without the slightest bit of guilt, he just asked lightly: "Aren't you in pain?"

Ming Ciyi: "I..."

He forcibly held back the fragrance in his mouth, and showed a strong and kind smile: "My lord, I will slash you and then pour it on you like this, you can try it and see if it hurts?"

Ji Changshu: "I tried it, it doesn't hurt."

Ming Ciyi: "..."

I'm sorry he is stupid, he has forgotten the tragic experience of this man when he was a child.

Ming Ciyi looked at the pile of powder in his hand, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and said, "Continue!"

Ji Changshu can bear it, why can't he bear it!

Obviously everyone is 1! (?)

Ji Changshu took out a piece of jade, wiped it clean, and slowly applied medicine to Ming Ciyi. His movements were not gentle, but he also tried not to be rough.

As a prince, Ji Changshu really never gave medicine to anyone other than himself.

This is the first time... don't expect him to be gentle.

Ming Ciyi grinned his teeth in pain, feeling that his heart was about to ache.

Ji Changshu took out the gauze to bandage Ming Ciyi. In the first round, he accidentally forced Ming Ciyi to burst into tears. This time Ming Ciyi really couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes were red and he gritted his teeth. , He insisted not to let himself cry out in pain.

Ji Changshu quickly bandaged him up and then took a look at him, obviously the pain was unbearable, but he didn't complain a word during the whole process.

Are you so afraid that he will punish them?

Or... just to show off?

Ji Changshu lowered his eyes and heard Ming Ciyi let out a sigh of relief: "Yuebai is better."

This was the first time he dared to despise him since he became the Queen of Yuan. Ji Changshu's face turned cold, and Ming Ciyi complained in a low voice: "After all, the prince is a rich man, and these things are really impossible."

Ji Changshu: "Who is delicate?"

Ming Ciyi, who had a strong desire to survive, said without hesitation: "Me."

He paused, then smiled again: "My lord's kindness of saving my life today is in my heart, and Yuebai and I have researched fried chicken in the future, and I will invite you to eat it first!"

Ji Changshu didn't really pay much attention to food, but judging by Ming Ciyi's appearance, this seemed to be the only reward Ming Ciyi could offer, so Ji Changshu only responded lightly.

With Ji Changshu escorting him along the way, he was naturally safe.

Moreover, Ming Ciyi also benefited from Ji Changshu's influence, and lived in the courtyard in Xuanqingguan, where only the royal family could live. His room was still next door to Ji Changshu.

It's frighteningly close.

Ming Ciyi stretched his waist, instead of staying in the house, he sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard.

There was a chess game engraved on the stone table, he didn't bring any chess, otherwise he could have played a few games with Jiang Zi.

Not long after Ming Ciyi sat down, Shuang Cheng came over with a box in his hands. He bowed to Ming Ciyi and bowed his head: "Young Master Ming."

Although Ming Ciyi has always been curious why they called him Mr. Ming instead of the national teacher, but he didn't ask, and only signaled him not to be too polite: "What's the matter?"

Shuangcheng handed the box to Jiang Zi: "This is the medicine that the master gave to Mr. Ming. This medicine is for the royal family. It will not leave scars after using it."

Ming Ciyi thanked him first, but couldn't help complaining: "I'm a man, why should I care about leaving scars?"

Shuangcheng didn't answer, just said: "Young Master Ming, I still have something to tell you."

He looked at Jiang Zi, the meaning was self-evident.

Ming Ciyi waved his hand: "Jiangzi, go back and help Yuebai pack up together."

Crimson frowned, "Master..."

"Miss Jiangzi." Although Shuangcheng was still smiling, his tone was unquestionable: "The master wants to tell Mr. Ming some things, so it's better for the slaves not to listen?"

Ming Ciyi turned his head and said softly: "You are obedient, and Shuangcheng also has martial arts, and can protect me."

Jiang Zi pursed her lips, saluted and left.

Ming Ciyi looked at the back of her leaving thoughtfully, and then heard Shuangcheng whisper: "Master Ming, the master told you to pay more attention to the people around you. This assassination was arranged by that person, but it can be done so accurately. To arrange such a large number of manpower today without any mistake must have been arranged long ago..."

Shuangcheng didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but Ming Ciyi understood it.

He's not too smart, but he's not a fool either.

But the three he was close to really wanted to say that they were all suspects.

This trip was proposed by Jiangzi, and Songbai left first before leaving. As for Yuebai...she may have behaved normally in the carriage, but if she hadn't met Ji Changshu, would she be able to get away?

Headache.

In fact, Ming Ciyi really didn't want to doubt them.

But the assassination this time was... too fast and too coincidental.

Those people's goals are precise. If it is reported today, it is completely impossible to organize so many people, so...the only possibility is the inner ghost.

Ming Ciyi sighed softly: "Why..."

Why can't you really get something in return?

Shuangcheng bowed his head and didn't answer, Mingciyi smiled at him after a long while: "Thank you very much, and thank you for me, the prince. I will invite him to dinner when I have time some other day."

Foodie Ming Ciyi feels that the best way for him to thank others is to invite them to eat. In addition, he knows many kinds of food that are not available in this world. He also believes that he can bring freshness to Ji Changshu.

Shuangcheng hurriedly said no, and then left the place.

Shuangcheng went back to Ji Changshu's room to report to Ji Changshu, and Ji Changshu only responded indifferently, without much trouble.

Shuangcheng hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, this subordinate feels that Mr. Ming is not in a good mood."

Hearing this, Ji Changshu raised his eyes and glanced at Shuangcheng, who lowered his head and said, "He doesn't seem to hope that the people around him will betray him."

Ji Changshu snorted coldly: "Weakness."

Shuangcheng immediately buried his head lower.

After returning to the room, the fragile Ming Ciyi wanted to take a nap on the couch, but today's shock made him unable to fall asleep at all.

What Ming Ciyi saw when he closed his eyes was what happened in the alley with his brother when he was in high school in his previous life.

The knife that stabbed his brother is still vivid in his mind, as if it happened only yesterday.

Ming Ciyi opened his eyes suddenly, and grabbed the skirt of his chest, no longer the smile on his face, but rather cold.

Ji Changshu hated others because of his childhood experience, but he was different.

There is only one person that Ming Ciyi has always hated.

Ming Ciyi took a deep breath, since he couldn't fall asleep, he had to figure out why he stayed in the same yard with Ji Changshu.

Did Ji Changshu approve of him?

Or did Ji Changshu dispel his doubts about him?

But Shuangtong... Wasn't Ji Changshu sent to monitor him?

That is Ji Changshu's number one hidden guard...

In "Quoting and Killing", after Ji Changshu's death, Shuangtong worked under Emperor Yinwen's command according to Ji Changshu's instructions, and became an unbreakable sword in Emperor Yinwen's hand.

Asking such a person to monitor him...wouldn't it be a bit of a fuss?

and also……

Ming Ciyi lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

Ji Changshu's bandages didn't look good, but that's not the point.

Is it possible...

Ming Ciyi murmured in astonishment: "Is he really in love with me?"

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感谢在2020-02-2413:49:46~2020-02-2519:12:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 4 in the morning;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottle of Luochen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!