man in apricot forest

"What nonsense, go back to the inn." Xue Hongyi kept staring at Xue Jingrou as she walked out of the teahouse, and then said, "Brother Mei Xian also knows Doctor Ji?"

Seeing Ji Yu's expressionless expression, Mei Shuao said, "It's not just acquaintance, Junqin saved my life more than two months ago."

Xue Hongyi laughed twice, the meaning was unclear.

"Master Xue is just this younger sister, isn't she? Usually she must be teaching her with all her heart, so she is so obedient, and she will leave as soon as she wants. I would also like to invite Jing Rou and Master Xue to sit in the humble house." Mei Shuli said, waving a folding fan.

Xue Hongyi is also a master of flattery. Hearing Mei Shuli's thorny words, he was not angry, "It was just a misunderstanding two years ago. My little girl is ignorant, so I laughed at it."

Xue Hongyi didn't want to linger on this issue any longer, and said, "You guys talk first, and I have to go and see Jingrou."

"Everyone, take my leave." After saying that, Xue Hongyi turned around and walked away.

"Let's go back first." Mei Shuli put away the folding fan, with a gloomy expression.

The three of them were speechless all the way, and when they reached Mei's house, Ji Yu said that he was a little tired, and went back to the house alone.

Mei Shuao looked at Mei Shuli who was back to normal, sitting leisurely in the study drinking tea, "Tell me, you must know what's going on."

"Tell me first, when did Junqin save you?"

"Yan Yigu beat me to serious injuries, and it was Junqin who rescued me. I spent a month in his home for my injuries."

"You heartless bastard, you owe Junqin so much kindness, if it wasn't for Xue Hongyi, wouldn't you plan to tell me?!" Mei Shuli was obviously a little annoyed, and casually threw the lid of the teacup in his hand at Mei Shu proud.

Mei Shuao took the lid of the cup, put it on Mei Shuli's desk, and said: "This is my business, this is what I owe him, why should I tell you?"

"Okay, okay..." Mei Shuli was very helpless, "This is all your business, I don't care. But don't ask Ji Yu about the Xue family anymore."

"I didn't ask him again. I didn't come to ask you."

"Junqin doesn't want to talk about it, and Xue Hongyi doesn't seem to want to mention it either. Do you still want to ask?"

"Why can't I know about his past?" Mei Shuao stared straight into Mei Shuli's eyes.

"Xiao Ao, you know that's not what I mean."

"I know, go ahead and I'll listen."

In the end, Mei Shuli was no match for Mei Shuao's stubbornness, so she still explained the matter roughly.

"Why are you blaming Junqin? Doctors can't be very sure, obviously they begged Junqin to treat Mr. Xue's illness. Besides, whoever adds a few other medicinal materials to the soup will be unaware of it." .”

Of course, Mei Shuli also thought about this, "In the past two years, no one can explain why, of course Ji Yu is to blame. Xue Hongyi doesn't really want to talk about what happened back then."

Mei Shuao sneered after hearing this, "I don't think he is someone who dare not offend just because Juan Qin is Dong Yisheng's only apprentice."

"I'll go see Junqin."

"Don't...forget it, go. I'll let the servant girl call you when the meal is ready."

Walking to Ji Yu's room in the side courtyard, Mei Shuao saw the door was wide open, knocked on the door twice and walked in.

He thought Ji Yu was sleeping, but he didn't expect Ji Yu to be painting.

A large piece of white rice paper was spread on the desk, and no candles were lit. Although the sky had not yet darkened, the light on the desk was still a bit blurry. Maybe it was because Mei Shuao had just walked into the room, and her eyes were a little uncomfortable.

"What are you drawing, Junqin?" Mei Shuao walked to the table, lit the candle lamp, and placed it in Ji Yu's bath.

Ji Yu took the pen away, put it on the pen holder, and said: "I came back yesterday and wanted to draw because I was bored, and I haven't finished it yet."

Only when Mei Shuao approached did he realize that the painting was of him standing on the competition stage,

Ji Yu looked at Mei Shuao who was smiling, and said, "Does it look good?"

This is the sentence again.

"Junqin, can I ask you a question?" Mei Shuao put away her smile, didn't look at Ji Yu, and said in a low voice, "Why did you draw these?" Why did you draw me?

Ji Yu picked up the brush again and continued to draw, "I like drawing, what's the matter?"

Mei Shuao straightened Ji Yu's body, supported his shoulders with both hands, and looked straight at Ji Yu.

Mei Shuao couldn't understand Ji Yu's eyes, it seemed like an ancient well without ripples at all.

"Junqin..."

After a while, Mei Shuao slowly leaned his face towards Ji Yu, and then stopped within an inch of Ji Yu, "Why didn't you push me away?"

Ji Yu didn't answer.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." As if she had come to her senses, Mei Shu ran away proudly hearing the loud sound of her heart thumping.

When Mei Shuli walked to the main room, she saw Mei Shuao sitting on a chair in a daze.

"Xiao Ao, the meal is not ready yet, shouldn't you be with Junqin?"

Mei Shuao raised his eyes and glanced at Mei Shuli, then continued to stare at the half-person-high vase in the main room.

"Xiao Ao?" Mei Shuli leaned over and asked.

"Brother, take me to Shuqing Pavilion." Mei Shuao had a strange expression.

This time, Mei Shuli was really scared. Not long ago, Mei Shuao swore that a husband should not go in and out of that kind of fireworks place, and that he had to have sex with his wife to be considered in accordance with the rules.

At that time, Mei Shuli was heartbroken, how could the uncle teach such a stubborn younger brother, but why is he enlightened now?

"What about dinner?" Mei Shuli said again, "Junqin is at home by himself."

"It's okay, let him eat first." Mei Shuao walked out of the main room after speaking.

Mei Shuli had no choice but to keep up.

When we arrived at Shuqing Pavilion, there was nothing unsightly in the hall.

A woman in her 40s with heavy makeup stepped forward, "Master Mei, who is this handsome young man?"

"Mother Xu, find something cleaner for my younger brother. He just came here, so don't scare him away." Mei Shuli smiled coquettishly, and stuffed a few ingots of silver ingots into Mother Xu's hands.

Mei Shuli saw his old friend staring at him on the second floor, he hadn't been here for a long time, and he didn't want to keep looking at Mei Shuao, so he gave him a few bank notes, and went up to the second floor with a folding fan.

Mother Xu smiled and asked Mei Shuao to sit beside her first, and went upstairs twisting her waist.

"Young master, if you are a slave."

After a while, the woman in light pink veil walked up to Mei Shuao and gave Mei Shuao a blessing.

Ruoran puts on a little powder and daisy, and her appearance is also upright, especially a pair of peach blossom eyes, which is self-flattering without smiling.

"My lord, do you want to play chess?" Ruoran saw Mei Shuao glanced at a man and a woman who were playing chess, and said: "If you want to play chess, you can play a game with you."

"No, let's go."

Ruoran smiled knowingly, stretched out his arm to lead Mei Shuao up the stairs.

Mei Shuao frowned, but did not push away.

Walking into Ruoran's room, Mei Shuao was stung by the smell of incense powder and almost turned around and left.

"Young master, Ruoran undress you."

Seeing that Mei Shuao didn't say anything, Ruoran wrapped his arms around Mei Shuao's waist and untied his belt.

Ruoran stroked Mei Shuao's waist with his hands, raised his head, closed his eyes, and kissed Mei Shuao's neck proactively.This was her first time receiving guests, and she was also a little nervous, secretly half-opening her eyes, watching Mei Shuao's reaction.

Mei Shuao looked down at Ruoran who was blushing, his half-closed eyes made Mei Shuao mistakenly think that the person hugging him was Ji Yu, so she lowered her head and wanted to kiss Ruoran.

Constantly rubbing against his twin peaks, causing Mei Shuao to break out in a cold sweat, only to realize that there was a woman in front of her.

What kept coming to Mei Shuao's mind was the image of Ji Yu, who also had peach blossom eyes, kissing her continuously with a blushing face. In Ji Yu's room, Ji Yu didn't push him away, but approached him proactively.

Ruoran looked at Mei Shuao who pushed her away with an aggrieved face.

"Sorry." Mei Shuao's eyes wandered, she didn't dare to look into Ruoran's eyes, the more she looked at them, the more she looked like Ji Yu whose expression had become more vivid, she didn't know what it would be like for Ji Yu to be emotional.

The incense burning in this room has the effect of helping emotions, but Mei Shuao didn't know it, the hard object between his legs made him feel extremely uncomfortable, so he could only leave the few bank notes that Mei Shuli gave him, and escape through the window.

Behind the window was a quiet alley, Mei Shuao sat slumped against the wall, waiting for the heat in her body to subside.

When Ji Yu waited until Qingshui asked him to eat, a painting was just completed.

Yesterday, Mei Shuao was on the stage, wearing a navy blue robe, holding a sword, and the provocative scene in his eyes was lingering in front of Ji Yu's eyes.It was only when I got home that I decided to pick up a pen and draw it.

Just like when I was in the small courtyard, seeing Mei Shuao standing there with the hem of his clothes flying, I naturally wanted to pick up a brush and draw it. At first, Ji Yu thought it was because Mei Shuao's profile looked so much like Mei Shuli, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. , but now what?

Why did he draw this, Ji Yu thought about it carefully after Mei Shuao left, but there are so many reasons in this world, he naturally drew it if he liked it.

He was the only one at the dinner table, and Ji Yu didn't feel any surprise.

"Qingshui, are you going to watch the martial arts competition?" Ji Yu said to the little girl standing beside her.

Qingshui was flattered, this was the first time Ji Yu took the initiative to talk to her, "My lord, this servant has half a day off today, so I went to see it."

"The person who defeated Young Master Mei, how did he step down?"

"It seems to be called bamboo or something. The man said he was Yan Yigu's apprentice, and today he is the last one." After Qingshui finished speaking, there was still a trace of disappointment, "I saw Young Master Mei's complexion not very well this morning. Time seems to have wandered off."

Ji Yu didn't intend to continue talking, and ate quietly.

After Ji Yu finished his meal, he drank tea in the hall for a while, and when he was about to go back to the house, Mei Shuao came back.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Mei Shuao said with an unnatural expression: "My brother hasn't come back yet?"

"No."

Then there was endless silence.

"Then... I'll go back to the house first." Mei Shuao didn't even dare to look at Ji Yu, and walked towards the side yard alone.

Mei Shuao heard the sound of steady footsteps behind her, and her body that had just calmed down was a little hot again.

"Why are you following me?" Mei Shuao turned around and said.

Ji Yu pointed to the house not far away, "My house is also here."

Mei Shuao's face turned from red to blue, and then to white again.

As if seeing something interesting, Ji Yu carefully looked at Mei Shuao's face.

"Don't look at me like that from now on." After Mei Shuao finished speaking, she turned her head and walked away, her steps flustered.

The author has something to say: I want to be the author of Gao Leng, I don't ask for flowers in this chapter, hum~!