Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

Zhong Yixiao felt that she had been lethargic recently. It had been dark for a few days, and she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

He didn't know until the next day based on the inquiring news from Su Jingchuan and Zhuang Feiyu. It rained heavily all night in the middle of the night, and it turned light in the early morning, but it didn't stop. As a result, Ji Qinghe and others had to postpone their trip for a day.

Zhong Yixiao had a nightmare at night and felt a heavy chest pain the whole night. When she woke up the next day, she saw the child sleeping next to him with her little head resting on him, deliberately covering her injured left face and burying it in the In Zhong Yixiao's chest.

The child's hair was limp, Zhong Yixiao rubbed it a couple of times, and just as he was about to carry the child aside, he startled the child, Mo Jiao opened his eyes in a daze, and soon regained consciousness, sitting up with his little hands supporting Zhong Yixiao's chest, covering his mouth The left face crawled over Zhong Yixiao and got out of bed to find the veil.

Zhong Yixiao rubbed her somewhat dull chest, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and then each of them washed up.

The morning passed like this.

Su Jingchuan and the two of them took turns staring at Murong Ling's room overnight, and told Zhong Yixiao about this while having breakfast in the room. Originally, children couldn't listen to these things, but Mo Jiao was not an ordinary child, and the other two were careless The man didn't tell him to go aside to play.

Zhong Yixiao watched the child tear the steamed buns into small pieces, put them under the veil and ate them slowly, and wondered if he should put a mask on the child, since eating with a veil would not be good, But he also wanted to see what happened to the scars on the child's face, and then persuade him to be a man, it's okay to have multiple scars on his face.

Zhuang Feiyu suddenly said something, "I went to the backyard just now and saw Wang Yuanyuan decocting medicine there. It seemed that someone was injured, so I asked the waiter in the shop and I heard it was Yan Suiyu."

Su Jingchuan asked strangely: "Why was this Yan Suiyu suddenly injured, did he become a thief last night?"

Mo Jiao paused while eating, Zhong Yixiao thought he was choking, and handed over the warm soy milk, then raised his head and asked, "Did Yan Suiyu go out last night?"

Zhuang Feiyu shook his head, "I don't know, but I didn't hear the sound of fighting in his room."

Mo Jiao took a small sip of soy milk in a small cup, thinking that Yan Suiyu must have come to be a thief, and a thief who wanted people's lives, but it was a pity that he beat him away.

After breakfast, Zhong Yixiao and the others continued to discuss the plan to rescue Murong Ling. Mo Jiao lay in front of the railing in the corridor to watch the rain, and stopped by to watch Ji Qinghe on the opposite floor.

Sure enough, Ji Qinghe was very angry. His beloved apprentice was severely injured, but he couldn't tell who the person who injured him was.

In fact, Yan Suiyu had also seen Zhong Yixiao, but last night it was dark, he only saw Zhong Yixiao on the bed, he didn't see anyone else, and he didn't know who hurt him.

Because Wang Yuanyuan had to take care of Yan Suiyu, only Hongying was left to guard Murongling. Hongying was good at martial arts, but her Central Plains dialect was very awkward, and she herself had little experience in communicating with others. Ling felt that this was a chance to escape.

Thanks also to the rain, which made them have to stay here for one more day.

Ji Qinghe didn't blame the seriously injured apprentice, but he was really upset. He told Yan Suiyu to take good care of his wounds, and left the room.

He was looking at the rain, and Mo Jiao was also looking at him in the opposite corridor. Naturally, their eyes met.

Ji Qinghe frowned.

It's this kid again.

Through the rain curtain, Ji Qinghe couldn't see his face under the veil clearly, but he always felt that the child's sharp eyes looked familiar. Yixiao together.

The sky and the earth are gloomy, in the afternoon.

The light rain continued to fall for a long time without stopping, and the air gradually became dull.

I heard that someone died in the inn. It was a passing businessman. He died in front of the firewood house. His death was tragic. The bright red carpet on the floor was covered with his blood. Bleeding is a strange phenomenon that can never die.

That person died from Gu poison, Zhuang Feiyu didn't need to guess.

Ji Qinghe was in a bad mood, it just so happened that someone hit the gun.

But because the news spread, the guests in the inn checked out one after another, and they did not hesitate to leave in the rain. There was even a haunted rumor among the crowd, and the innkeeper wanted to cry but had no tears.

The whole inn fell into dead silence after the people from Yamen came to interrogate.

There were not many customers left, and there were few households in the three-story building, so the waiter and the shopkeeper were more attentive to these customers.

With fewer people, Ji Qinghe can find out who hurt Yan Suiyu faster.

"Except for the kid in white and the three people in the inn, the others are ordinary travelers and don't know kung fu."

Wang Yuanyuan inquired about it while she was out decocting the medicine, so she came back to report.

By the way, the medicine was brought up, Yan Suiyu sat on the head of the bed, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he could tell at a glance that the injury was serious, so he needed to rest in bed. He was just about to take the medicine bowl, but was caught by the Ji Qinghe took a step ahead.

The freshly decocted medicine was still very hot, Ji Qinghe scooped up a spoonful and blew it gently, Wang Yuanyuan immediately lowered her head, looking at her nose, nose, nose and heart, not daring to look or listen too much.

Yan Suiyu whispered: "Master, I can just drink it myself..."

Ji Qinghe looked up at him, obviously displeased, but just put down the spoon and the medicine bowl together.

"It's too hot, drink it later."

Yan Suiyu lowered his head in response, and tightened the thin quilt covering his body with his fingertips.

Ji Qinghe stopped looking at him, and continued to ask Wang Yuanyuan, "I heard from Xiaoyan that the person living with that child should be Zhong Yixiao, son of Xueting from Xianyun Village, and the other two should be Murongqing's disciples. Have a son-in-law."

Wang Yuanyuan said: "This subordinate also thinks it is very possible."

Ji Qinghe nodded, and suddenly laughed again, "Since they're all here, why not give them a chance."

"Master?"

Yan Suiyu couldn't understand what Ji Qinghe said.

Ji Qinghe turned to look at him, with a gentle smile on his lips, and explained: "Give them a chance to rescue Murong Ling."

The other two couldn't understand it even more. Ji Qinghe sighed with a smile and got up and walked outside the house, saying: "I can't bear to let the child not be caught by a wolf."

Yan Suiyu quickly understood and felt that the idea was very good, and said happily, "Master is right..."

But in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared, Yan Suiyu lowered his head in frustration, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it sullenly.

Once the bait is placed, the big fish can be hooked.

These words were ordered by Ji Qinghe.

The rain stopped in the afternoon, Murong Ling talked to Hongying for a long time, and finally pretended that her menstrual period was coming, and her stomach pain was unbearable, which could be regarded as persuading people, and went out to help her find brown sugar water.

Taking this opportunity, no one was guarding, and Wang Yuanyuan and Ji Qinghe next door were busy taking care of Yan Suiyu. Although the door was locked by Hongying, the window was unlocked. Murong Ling quietly jumped from the window, intending to escape through the back door , but he didn't know that his every move was clearly seen by Ji Qinghe upstairs.

At the same time, Zhuang Feiyu and Su Jingchuan, who had been staring at Ji Qinghe and the others for a long time at the inn, also quickly ran into Murong Ling in the backyard. Seeing that Hongying had gone to the kitchen and Murong Ling was unattended, they thought they would not come again when the time came. The big risk is to go up to explore, so I met Murong Ling.

But both of them were easy-going, Murong Ling could only recognize Su Jingchuan whom he had seen last time.

So when the two of them stepped forward happily, Murong Ling passed Zhuang Feiyu with red eyes and rushed to Su Jingchuan's embrace, with a crying voice, he said aggrievedly: "Senior brother! You are here to save me..."

Zhuang Feiyu was extremely embarrassed. Originally seeing Zhuang Feiyu calling Ling'er and running over, Su Jingchuan had no intention of robbing him, but Murong Ling didn't look for him but instead looked for himself. Soothing.

"Ling'er is suffering, isn't Senior Brother and Zhuang Feiyu here to save you?"

Murong Ling was taken aback when she heard Zhuang Feiyu's name. She let go of her embrace and turned to look at Zhuang Feiyu. Seeing that unshaven face, she couldn't stand it any longer. She covered her eyes and asked in doubt, "Brother Yu?"

Zhuang Feiyu rubbed his nose, stepped forward and said with a dry smile, "Ling'er, you're fine..."

"I don't want to talk to him!"

Murong Lingqi snorted and turned her head away, still remembering that the wedding date was approaching, but Zhuang Feiyu failed her full of affection and disappeared for several months, which made her anxious and resentful, how could the groom official treat his bride who was about to marry like this of?

And before Zhuang Feiyu left, he said that he thought the wedding was too soon, and he wanted to calm down...

Murong Ling is not a fool, she can tell that Zhuang Feiyu doesn't want to marry her, and he has suffered so much during this period, but he has not seen Zhuang Feiyu's shadow, and he has been expecting him to appear, but now it finally appears, but it is too late up.

Murong Ling was angry and bitter, and said angrily: "I couldn't find anyone a while ago, but now I finally came."

Zhuang Feiyu knew he was wrong, and he left suddenly after the wedding date was set. Now that I think about it, I feel like I was running for my life. It made Murong Ling feel uncomfortable, and even became a joke of Murong Villa. Of course it is impossible for Murong Ling to hate him so much without a trace of resentment.

"Ling'er, I..."

Mentioning this matter, Su Jingchuan also felt distressed. He glanced at Zhuang Feiyu, and then comforted Murong Ling carefully, "It's fine, Linger, don't worry. When I get back to Murong Villa, my brother will definitely help you teach this bastard a lesson."

Murong Ling was still very angry, but she also knew that this was not the time to talk about it, so she hurriedly said: "Forget it, seniors, why are you here? It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I'm afraid that Hongying will soon find out that I have escaped. Let's go first." Leave and talk."

Zhuang Feiyu nodded immediately, "Alright, let's go and inform Axiao first, and then leave here immediately."

Hearing Zhong Yixiao's name, Murong Ling frowned.

Su Jingchuan also said: "This place is not good for hiding people, let's go upstairs first."

It could only be like this, Murong Ling followed the two of them upstairs, but there was always a knot in her heart, and she always felt that she couldn't make it through.

Upstairs, Zhong Yixiao was administering medicine to Mo Jiao, still scolding the child with a stern and distressed expression.

"The wound on the palm of your hand hasn't healed yet. Why did you get another wound on your arm? It was cut with a knife, Jiaojiao, why did you hurt yourself? My brother feels the pain to death. You still hide it. Look at the wound." It’s all scabbed, it’s been hurt for at least a day? Don’t do this next time, do you hear me!”

Seeing Mo Jiao's disapproving appearance, Zhong Yixiao was even angrier. After applying the good medicine and bandaging it, she couldn't help but want to pinch his little face. It was difficult to pinch through the veil, and Mo Jiao's head was thrown back. , staring at him dissatisfied.

"What are you doing!"

Zhong Yixiao still felt itchy and wanted to pinch again, but thinking of the child's disfigurement, she didn't dare to do it again.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, Zhong Yixiao said in shock: "You must not have harmed yourself because you were disfigured and didn't want to live anymore, right?"

Mo Jiao twitched the corners of his mouth, retorting in his heart that you are sick, right?

Zhong Yixiao felt that she was right, hugged the child inexplicably excitedly, and persuaded: "Jiaojiao, don't be so overwhelmed. You still have a brother. Didn't you say that you will marry your brother when you grow up? Brother listens to it." You, don't hurt yourself, okay?"

Mo Jiao raised his eyebrows, and asked in a strange tone: "If I don't harm myself, can I marry you?"

Zhong Yixiao thought to herself that she was supposed to be responsible, since the child must want him, then she can only be responsible when she grows up, so she nodded, holding Mo Jiao's shoulders and said heartbrokenly: "Brother listens to you, what do you like to do?" Just do whatever you want, as long as you don't harm yourself in the future, can you be cute and obedient?"

Mo Jiao: "...not good."