The lord is always dishonest [Transmigration Book]

Qin Chu's voice was unbelievably hoarse, his fingers clutched Qi Zhao's sleeve tightly, as if he was about to cry.

Qi Zhao was also at a loss. He tried to move, but he couldn't. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Qin Chu raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. The veins of Lingzhi are almost the same, please give it a try!"

Startled, Qi Zhao subconsciously took a step back holding the snakewood: "What are you talking about?"

The body of the snake-grained wood suddenly glowed, and the branches and leaves curled up slightly, making an attacking posture.

Qin Chu didn't evade, and continued: "I saw the red fire grass in the Lingzhi shop before under the white bridge in the barren city. At that time, its veins were completely destroyed, but after being picked up by you, it recovered as before. So, you must Can."

Qi Zhao frowned: "Are you threatening me with this matter?"

When he said this, the light on the snake-grained wood in his arms became brighter, and cold thorns faintly appeared on the protruding branches and leaves.

"Whether you want to help Qi Yu restore his bloodline or not, I won't say anything." Qin Chu shook his head, his fingers clenched tightly, his eyes were dimly lit, and his voice choked up, "But I really really want to Qi Yu is recovering, he is a very good person, how can others say that?!"

Qi Zhao looked at his reddened eye circles, touched the leaves of the snakewood with his lowered hands, and said nothing.

Qin Chu said that he would not speak out, but Qi Zhao actually believed it. He has always seen clearly the good and bad of people. If Qin Chu wanted to threaten him, he could have done it when he was in Lingzhi shop, so why wait until now.

Seeing that Qi Zhao didn't speak, Qin Chu panicked: "Mr. Qi..."

After saying three words, he didn't know what else to say, so he looked at Qi Zhao with red eyes.

He is a thin-skinned person, if he hadn't been forced to this point, he wouldn't beg for help with such a gesture.

Qi Zhao was already soft-hearted, looking at his red eyes, he couldn't help but think about it for a while, then sighed inwardly, and said, "I can only try it first, but it may not be good."

This was enough surprise for Qin Chu.

"Mr. Qi, you agree?"

Qi Zhao nodded, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and then glanced at Qin Chu, who was even more at a loss because of joy, and said, "It's not too late now, take me to have a look, if you can, it's best, if you can't, I will There is no other way."

"Okay." Qin Chu casually wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes, and made a mistake to the side.

"Mr. Qi, please follow me."

Qin Chu's home is just beside Yajin Street.

The house is not big, but the things placed around are very thoughtful. There is a handmade wooden vase and a flower on the window sill, and it can be seen that the owner of the house is living a life with great care.

Qi Zhao followed Qin Chu in, a lamp was lit in the inner room, Qi Yu sat behind the small case with a pen and wrote, when he heard the voice he looked up, his eyes were warm and soft: "I'm back."

Seeing Qi Zhao, he froze for a moment: "This is?"

Qin Chu walked over, reached out and picked up the cloak beside him and put it on him, and said, "This is Mr. Qi...I told you."

Qi Yu paused, stood up and cupped his hands towards Qi Zhao: "Mr. Qi."

Qi Zhao was a little embarrassed by them, and touched his nose: "Qin Chu told me about you just now, but I can only try it, whether it is useful or not depends on luck."

"It's always good to have some hope for things that have long been hopeless." Qi Yu's expression and voice were very calm, "Even if it doesn't get better, it will still be the same as now, just get used to it."

Such a person, if not for the damaged blood, would be a character.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhao sat down opposite him, put his finger on his wrist, and poked his spiritual power in to have a look. Qi Yu's bloodline was indeed severely damaged, and there were still faults in the shattering, which looked much worse than he had seen before. The past Lingzhi has a much more complicated context.

After thinking for a while, Qi Zhao carefully removed a ray of spiritual power, and slowly passed it in along Qi Yu's veins, the pale white spiritual power slowly wandered through the broken place, melted into the crack, and was sucked in instantly. Qi Zhao manipulated it little by little, and after a while, he saw that the cracks there gradually merged.

Not much, but at least it works.

Surprise flashed in Qi Zhao's eyes, and his spiritual power moved towards a deeper place. The deeper the crack, the bigger the crack. After continuing to repair three cracks, Qi Zhao's clothes behind his back were soaked with sweat, and his spiritual power controlled him. Also getting unstable.

Before he could completely lose control, Qi Zhao slowly withdrew his spiritual power from his wrist.

Seeing that he withdrew his hand, Qin Chu stood beside him and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Qi Zhao smiled and looked at Qi Yu, Qi Yu looked at Qin Chu, his eyes were full of fragments of light, such eyes were enough to explain everything, Qin Chu's eyes turned red almost instantly.

Happy this time.

"I can't repair much at one time. According to the degree of damage to Qi Yu's blood, it will take at least half a month to fully recover. From now on, I will come here once a day until he recovers."

"Mr. Qi, thank you very much." Qin Chu looked at him and spoke sincerely.

Qi Zhao hummed, accepted his thanks with a smile, picked up the snakewood and stood up: "Then I'll go back first, see you tomorrow... there is no need to send it off."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand at them, turned and went out the door. It was completely dark outside, and the road was a little unclear. Qi Zhao reluctantly walked a few steps, and finally decided to go back and borrow a lamp from Qin Chu.

Knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Qi Zhao waited for a while, but no one came out. The door was blown open by the wind. After hesitating for a while, he went in anyway. The inner door was not closed. Qi Zhao walked over, "Qin Chu, I'm here..."

The following words came to an abrupt end when they saw Qin Chu and Qi Yu hugging and kissing in front of them.

Qi Zhao: "..."

At this moment, Qi Zhao's straight man's heart was hit by an unprecedented huge impact.

……

That night, Qi Zhao didn't know how he got back.

It should be in a dazed state from beginning to end.

When he returned to the city lord's mansion, Xie Shen was walking along the bluestone road with the little yellow chicken in his arms. Seeing his distraught appearance, he walked over quickly: "What's wrong?"

Qi Zhao's eyes were dull, and he murmured, "It seems like a door to a new world has opened in front of me..."

"Ok?"

The little yellow chicken followed him and looked up: "Jiu Jiu Jiu."

Qi Zhao's consciousness was called back by the crowing of the little chicken, and he glanced at it, reached out and hugged the little yellow chicken in Xie Shen's arms to pat the fluff, then he calmed down and said, "It's all right."

Xie Shen's eyes flashed a few clueless lights, he didn't continue to ask, and turned the subject naturally: "Are you still hungry? I brought some food from Yiweilou today, come and try it?"

Qi Zhao was in urgent need of comfort food at this time, so he nodded, "Yes."

Xie Shen smiled: "Let's go."

What Xie Shen took Qi Zhao to was not the study room, but a long pavilion under an attic on the west side. Outside the long pavilion was a lake, which was very elegant. Even though it was not very visible at night, it was faintly reflected by the lanterns, and it was also a kind of hazy beauty.

Qi Zhao sat down behind the stone table, watched Xie Shen put out the dishes in the food box, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

He dragged his chin and smiled, when Xie Shen saw it, his eyes softened, and he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Zhao shook his head, his eyes were bent, and he didn't say anything, Xie Shen gave him a helpless look, and handed over the chopsticks: "Eat quickly."

The little fool took it with a smile and said hello, and he was not polite, and began to feast on it.

By the time we finished eating, half an hour had passed.

Haishi is the time when the bright moon in the Evening View City is at its best. A faint light shrouds it, and the eyebrows and eyes are a little gentle.

Xie Shen barely moved his chopsticks, just looked at Qi Zhao quietly, put the bowls and chopsticks back into the food box after he finished eating, and handed him a cup of tea: "This is the tea that Xie Qing brought back today, try it, I don’t think it tastes as good as your dried scented tea.”

Qi Zhao took a sip, feeling that Xie Shen was partial enough, obviously the tea in his hand tasted better.

Seemingly seeing what he was thinking, Xie Shen smiled slightly, lowered his head and took a sip of the tea, and said, "This tea is a bit astringent after all, I don't really like it, or your...tea is more palatable."

The pause in the middle is a bit ambiguous, and ordinary people can detect some clues when they listen carefully.But Qi Zhao didn't notice, his eyes were fixed on Xie Shen's lips, there was some tea stained there, the water was moist, it looked very...um.

Qi Zhao didn't know how to describe it.

The little fool's dazed appearance was seen by Xie Shen, who flashed a smile in his eyes, casually picked up the teacup and sipped it, and the ending of his voice was sullen: "Why are you in a daze again, huh?"

Qi Zhao was stunned for a while, and when he realized it, his face turned red, and he lowered his head and touched his nose: "Cough, no, it's okay, I was just thinking, I have other scented tea at my place, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Xie Shen whispered, with a faint smile in his voice.

Qi Zhao didn't dare to look at him anymore, he responded, and licked the little yellow chicken for a while, seeing that the sky was completely dark, he said good night to Xie Shen, and hurried back to the residence with the snake-grain wood in his arms.

Behind him, Xie Shen withdrew his gaze, took another sip of his tea, and a nice smile slowly formed on the corners of his lips.