Dianxia Qingcheng

Shen Jiujiu was frightened by him, and said blankly, "Master said, said, doctors are benevolent, and it is their duty to save the dying and heal the wounded, and we must help others as much as we can..."

"The master you kept talking about is gone now, and you don't want you anymore?" Pei Zheng said deliberately coldly.

Shen Jiujiu was already very sad because he couldn't find his master, but when he heard this, he pursed his mouth and felt aggrieved.

"Yeah, no...Master, Master won't want me, she's just busy with other things first... she will definitely come back to pick me up!"

"Really?" Pei Zheng's eyes were dark and he couldn't see clearly, but there was a slight smell of alcohol all over him, which became more intense as he got emotional.

After a long time, the two returned to the prime minister's mansion.

This time, Shen Jiujiu walked in front with his head bowed, and Pei Zheng followed behind.

The mansion is quiet, and everyone has already rested.

Shen Jiu hurried back to his own room, and was about to close the door, but a hand blocked the door frame.

Regardless of Shen Jiujiu's surprise, Pei Zheng walked directly into his humble little wing.

Shen Jiujiu was a little nervous. He felt that Pei Zheng tonight was particularly elusive. He seemed to be in a good mood for a while, and then he seemed fierce enough to eat him.

Now, it was almost late at night, and Pei Zheng still didn't go back to rest, and Shen Jiu's sleepy eyes almost closed.

"My lord, my lord...ha..." Shen Nineteen yawned as he was speaking, his eyes were clouded with water.

"You, aren't you sleepy?"

Pei Zheng glanced at him, walked to the table and sat down, and said, "Go get some wine."

Shen Jiujiu was puzzled, already drank so much wine, would he still drink?Then why don't you go back to your own room to drink, why do you drink at his place, and disturb his sleep.

But of course he didn't dare to say these words, so he could only ask nonchalantly, "My lord, I don't know where the wine is..."

"In my room."

Shen Jiu was stunned. He knew where Pei Zheng's room was, but he had never entered that courtyard.

There are two places in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion that no one is allowed to enter, one is the back garden, and the other is the courtyard where Pei Zheng lives.

Shen Jiu dawdled to the door, looking at the darkness outside, feeling a little scared in his heart, in fact, he didn't dare to go out alone at night, he was afraid of the dark.

"Not going yet?" Pei Zheng stood behind him at some point, and his voice seemed to come from above his head.

"That's right, let's go!" Shen Jiu made up his mind, opened the door, took a deep breath, and ran out with his head buried.

Pei Zheng looked at his anxious back with complicated eyes.

Shen Jiujiu bowed his head and walked quickly in the dark, while pumping himself up in his heart.

"I'm not afraid, I'm brave, I'm not afraid, I'm brave..."

Finally seeing the courtyard where Pei Zheng lived, he quickly quickened his pace and ran in directly. After stepping into the arch, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This courtyard does not seem to be as big as the backyard. There are a few trees and rockery in the yard, and there is a promenade that surrounds the entire yard.

Shen Jiu walked through the corridor, walked to the door of Pei Zheng's room, pushed the door lightly and walked in.

A faint scent of sandalwood came out of his nostrils, lingering slightly drunk on the tip of his nose, exactly the same as the scent on Pei Zheng's body.

Shen Jiu took a few deep sniffs and found it very pleasant.

The room was dark, with moonlight filtering in through the window.

After Shen Jiu got used to the darkness, he could almost see the structure of the room clearly. He couldn't find where the candle lamp was, so he groped to find it with his hands.

Walking to a tall antique shelf, there are all kinds of ancient books, calligraphy and paintings in front of the shelf, and there are wine jars behind the shelf.

Shen Jiu clapped his hands happily, he didn't expect to find it so easily.

He carefully went around to the back of the shelf, and picked out a small wine jar as big as a palm, which looked very cute in his hand.

But such a little is definitely not enough for adults to drink.

He picked the biggest wine jar again, but unfortunately he couldn't hold it with both hands, instead he was so tired that he was out of breath.

In the end, Shen Jiu picked out a wine jar of the same size as an altar. Although it was a bit laborious to hold it up, he still carried it out with his stomach full.

When he reached the door, he put down the wine jar and closed the door carefully, then picked up the wine jar and walked up the corridor.

The night wind suddenly picked up at this moment, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swirled and danced in the air. The rustling sound always sounded a little scary.

Shen Jiujiu was holding the wine jar in his arms, and he couldn't walk fast at first, but he was afraid in his heart, so he hurried forward with small steps.

Unexpectedly, the sound of footsteps came from behind, the sound was soft and delicate, and it was heard that the sound was not far behind him, and he followed step by step.

Shen Jiujiu was almost frightened into a fool. In the middle of the night, it was impossible for anyone to show up in this courtyard.

If it's not a person then what's behind him is

Shen Jiujiu's footsteps suddenly stopped, his neck was stiff, and he looked back extremely slowly, swallowing saliva involuntarily in his throat.

Before he could turn his head completely, a black figure jumped up from the ground and rushed towards his face.

"what"

Shen Jiujiu was hit by an unknown object, his arm was thrown upwards, and the wine jar was thrown into the air.

The stopper at the mouth of the altar slid open, and all the wine spilled out, pouring Shen Jiujiu all over his head.

Shen Jiujiu fell backwards to the ground, and his ass fell, and the wine jar fell, breaking into pieces, and a few pieces cracked and slid onto Shen Jiujiu's neck.

His chest seemed to be stepped on by something, and it was pressed against his chest, and there was a hot and humid feeling coming from his chin.

Shen Jiu squinted his eyes and found that the little black cat was obediently lying on his body, licking his chin one after another.

"Ah! Xiao Maou! It's you!" Shen Jiu's fear was swept away.

Since the little black cat was released by Pei Zheng in the back garden last time, it has been kept in this courtyard, and it is not allowed to run around the mansion anymore, so Shen Shijiu hasn't seen it for a long time.

Regardless of the fact that his body was drenched with wine, Shen Jiu sat up, hugged the kitten, buried his face in it and rubbed it back and forth, unwilling to let go.

"Long time no see, do you miss me?"

"Zoo woo" the cat grandma yelled, and scratched Shen Jiujiu's face with her fleshy little paws, just sweeping lightly, as if tickling.

"Hmm! I miss you too!" Shen Jiu picked up its little paw and put it to his mouth and kissed it.

He likes this cute kitten who loves to be close to him very much, but what he doesn't know is that this cat treats other people very cruelly, and the whole house can't do anything about it.

——It took a long time for Shen Jiu to remember what his mission was when he came here.

But now he not only broke the wine jar, but also took a bath with the mellow and fragrant liquid, so how dare he go back and talk to Pei Zheng.

"Xiao Miaowu, what do you think I should do, will your lord be angry with me?"

"Aiming, audible, audible," the little black cat would only softly bark at him.

"Your Excellency will definitely be angry, will he hit me? Ahhh, I dare not go back..."

Shen Jiujiu put his head into the fluffy cat fur again.

"what are you doing?"

- A voice sounded behind Shen Jiujiu, Shen Jiujiu trembled all over, his face was still buried in the cat and he refused to look up.

Pei Zheng walked over directly, and lifted the little figure up from the ground by the back of his collar.

An extremely strong smell of alcohol blew over with the wind, much heavier than that on Pei Zheng's body.

Pei Zheng leaned close to him and sniffed, frowning slightly.

"Did you drink secretly?"

Shen Jiu said sullenly, "I, I didn't..."

Pei Zheng loosened his back collar and stabilized him.

"Head up."

Shen Jiu dawdled for a while before raising his head from the little black cat, but his head was still lowered, as if he had done something wrong.

Pei Zheng noticed the debris all over the floor, knew what was going on, and saw the thin body of the person in front of him shivering non-stop in the night wind, presumably it was extremely cold.

Inexplicably, a trace of softness emerged from Pei Zheng's heart, and he grabbed Shen Jiujiu's back collar again, and walked away.

Shen Jiuhuai was still holding the kitten tightly, and the two toes that had been lifted barely touched the ground, and followed Pei Zheng's pace lightly all the way.

Pei Zheng pushed open the door of his room directly with the person, threw the person in, then walked in by himself, closed the door and locked it, and his movements were smooth and free.

Shen Jiujiu was very nervous after hearing the movement, hugged the cat guard to his chest, looked at Pei Zheng with guarded eyes, and murmured indistinctly.

"My lord, my lord...what do you want...to do...I...my master said...lonely men and widows cannot live together in the same room..."

Seeing his appearance, Pei Zheng deliberately took a step closer, and said in a low voice, "Then, where are the lonely men and widows?"

Shen Jiu's eyes widened, and he was full of panic, "That...that's even worse..."

Pei Zheng curled his lips in a good mood, walked to the table in two steps, and lit a candle.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Hearing this, Shen Jiu was slightly relieved, but for some reason, his heart was still faintly sad.

He knew that his current face was not good-looking. The master said that his original face was disfigured, so he made him a mask and asked him to wear it all the time, which meant that his face under the mask might be even uglier.

My lord must have disliked me when I said this, because no one would like and love me except Master.

Thinking of Master, Shen Jiujiu felt even more sad. He didn't know how to hide his emotions, and when he was unhappy, he just showed it on his face.

A clean robe was thrown over, just covering Shen Jiujiu's head.

"Change it."

Shen Jiu pulled off his robe, revealing his eyes, "Yes, are you changing here?"

Pei Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Yes."

Shen Jiujiu tightened his grip on the loose robe, but he didn't dare to refuse Pei Zheng's request, so he frowned, and first put the little black cat in his arms on the stool beside him.

Pei Zheng hooked his fingers at the little black cat, and the little black cat quickly jumped off the stool, jumped onto Pei Zheng's shoulders in two or three quick steps, and then hugged its tail and stared at it with its master. Seriously nineteen.

The clothes on Shen Jiu's body were indeed too cold, and he had to change them quickly, otherwise he would get sick.

His ears were red with embarrassment, he turned his back and unbuttoned his robe.

Pei Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, looking at his slender and soft waist. Under the flickering candlelight, large patches of white skin hovered in front of his eyes like jade ghosts.

Shen Jiujiu finally put on the loose robe with trembling hands, and the girdle around his waist was tightened all of a sudden, so thin that he couldn't hold it.

He was already petite like a daughter, but now that he was wearing such a big robe, the hem was pulled to the ground, and the cuffs were hanging down long, like a little doll stealing an adult's clothes.

Shen Jiujiu wanted to turn around, but in the end he was tripped by the hem of his clothes, and the moment he turned around, he knelt down straight to Pei Zheng.

The knock was unclear, his knee would definitely turn blue, he couldn't get up all of a sudden, and knelt there to see Pei Zheng with tears in his eyes.

Seeing his tearful eyes, Pei Zheng stepped forward in a mysterious way, grabbed the man by the waist, picked him up from the ground and stabilized him.

"Thank you, my lord..." The thin and soft voice came out of the nasal cavity like weeping.

Pei Zheng's mind went blank for a moment, and then he saw the bloodstain on his neck.

"How did you do it?" The finger moved up faster than thought, and the person who was touched flinched in pain.

"Maybe, maybe just now, I was cut by those pieces, but it doesn't matter..."

Shen Jiujiu's expression didn't seem to be a big deal, if the scar deviated a few more times, it might have cut his throat.

For some reason, Pei Zheng was afraid for a while.

He directly dragged the person to the desk next to the candlestick, and saw it more clearly under the light. The scar was still a little deep, and the blood flowed down the neck into the robe.

But the robe is black, so it can't be seen that it is stained with blood. Pei Zhengai wears black clothes because of this consideration.

"Is there any medicine?"

Shen Jiujiu pointed to his clothes on the other side, "There are still some."

Pei Zheng walked over to pick up his little robe, and after searching for a long time, he actually took out several large and small bottles and jars from his cuffs.

"Use that, that purple one..." Shen Jiu whispered.

Pei fought for the purple medicine bottle, and after opening it, a scent of medicine came out.

Pei Zheng dipped some cool ointment on his fingers, and went to apply it on Shen Jiujiu.

The skin under the fingers was as delicate as suet cream, and Pei Zheng's eyes became darker the more he applied it.

Shen Jiu kept avoiding his eyes, staring at other places, breathing very shallowly.

Pei Zheng's fingers slowly moved down, and opened the skirt of his clothes a little, and continued to apply the ointment.

However, under the black robe, a little red suddenly appeared, which looked like cinnabar, with two slender irregular shapes, winding and extending along the fair skin.

Pei Zheng suffocated for breath, pulled his hands vigorously, and pulled off the clothes on Shen Jiujiu's chest.

On the sunken and obvious collarbone, several red marks unexpectedly appeared. Although they didn't connect into any obvious pattern, they were bright red and eye-catching.

what is this?

Why didn't it appear when I watched it before, but now it appears again?

And it's also on the collarbone, it's too coincidental.

Pei Zheng raised his long and narrow eyes and stared closely at Shen Jiujiu.

"what is this?"

Shen Jiujiu quickly lowered his head to look at his chest, and when he found that the thing was exposed, he hurriedly tried to pull his skirt to cover it.

"Master said, this, this is a birthmark."

"Birthmark? Then why wasn't there before? Tell the truth!"

"I, what I'm telling is the truth. Master said that I have a special constitution, so, sometimes the birthmark will appear, and sometimes, sometimes it will disappear."

Shen Jiujiu stuttered a little from the fright. His birthmark was hidden by the master with special drugs. It has only been revealed once in the past few years, and this is the second time.

But both times it was not fully revealed.

Shen Jiujiu didn't know when this mark would appear, so what he said was indeed the truth.

As for the truth, probably only Shen Huan who has disappeared now knows.

Shen Jiu looked like he was about to cry, but he still remembered Pei Zheng's words and didn't look at Pei Zheng.

"Aiming"

The little black cat barked suddenly, as if it wanted to stop Pei Zheng from bullying Shen Jiujiu.

Pei Zheng's mind was in chaos at the moment, and all kinds of thoughts and speculations swarmed in. He only felt that his blood was rushing around and screaming, which was about to make him lose his mind.

He raised his fingers suddenly, pinched Shen Jiujiu's chin, and lifted it slightly.

Then he rubbed the shark behind Shen Jiujiu's ear twice with the other hand, and then his eyes changed, and he continued to trace Shen Jiujiu's jaw line back and forth, as if he was looking for something.

Pei Zheng also knows some disguise techniques, and it's not like he hasn't worn a human skin mask before.

But as far as he knows, no matter how delicate the mask is, it is impossible to fit the face completely. If you search carefully, there will definitely be gaps.

However, Shen Jiujiu's chin and neck were smooth without any gaps, so it couldn't be the effect of wearing a mask.

Pei Zheng suddenly dropped his arms weakly and smiled palely.

What is he looking forward to?

It has been three years, more than 1000 days and nights, are there still few such dreams?

But which time did not wake up alone in the cold, and which time did not reach out but only touched the empty space in his arms?

He tried hard to recall more than once, what was the little man's last words to him, but there was never an answer...

"You go."

Pei Zheng used all his strength to suppress the ups and downs in his heart, so that his tone could be flat without any waves, and he turned around.

Shen Jiujiu was so frightened that she shed a few small tears just now, she wiped them off by herself, and then silently closed the neckline of her clothes.

"My lord, I'm leaving."

Shen Jiujiu walked to the door to look at Pei Zheng's back, but the candlestick suddenly went out, and his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Shen Nineteen stepped out and closed the door from the outside.

The dark figure finally moved, and a little black cat on the shoulder yelped twice, it was the only witness tonight.

Shen Jiujiu walked slowly back to his room alone, tripped by the wide hem of the clothes and fell twice, which made him burst into tears again and again.

What's going on, he has always been able to endure pain, why does he keep crying?

Not only the wound on the neck hurts, the knee hurts, the broken palm hurts, the most painful thing is actually the chest, sharp, like being stabbed hard by a knife, even his head is a little blunt It hurts.

Shen Jiu returned to his own room, lifted his trousers and took a look. His knees were indeed a little red and swollen. He applied some ointment himself. I don't know if it will feel better tomorrow.

After tidying up, Shen Jiujiu was so sleepy and exhausted that he didn't even take off his clothes. He fell on the bed, rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, and then fell asleep lying on his stomach. The faint sandalwood fragrance from the robe.

It's just that no one knew that on the collarbone hidden under the quilt and robe, a red lotus of karmic fire, which was especially witchy, slowly appeared, but it disappeared soon.

Early the next morning, Shen Jiu woke up with numbness all over his body because of his strange sleeping position. The sky outside was still gray and bright.

He stretched his waist, and got up from the bed in messy clothes. The wide neckline slid directly from his shoulders, revealing most of his fragrant shoulders.

He got out of bed yawning, tugged at the neckline as he walked, and then opened the door.

Zhou Wu, who was on the opposite side, also just came out of the room, looking in good spirits, much better than Shen Jiu, who couldn't open his eyes.

Shen Jiujiu was curious about where he went last night, but he didn't expect Zhou Wu to walk towards him directly.

"Shen Nineteen! Hurry up and wash up! Look at you, you haven't opened your eyes yet."

Zhou Wu walked to Shen Jiujiu's wing, his eyes widened suddenly, and he covered his mouth in surprise.

"Shen Shen Nineteen! You, you, you!"

"what happened to me?"

"Whose clothes are you wearing!"

Shen Jiujiu, who was still half-closed, woke up immediately, and stared at Zhou Wu.

Then he shouted, "This is my dress! I bought it new!"

Then with a sound of "d Peng", the door was closed in front of Zhou Wu's face.

His heart was beating violently, he quickly changed back into his clothes, then stuffed Pei Zheng's robe directly into the bottom of the suitcase and buried it before he dared to open the door.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wu was still standing at the door, staring at Shen Jiujiu with weird eyes and saying nothing.

With a guilty conscience, Shen Jiu pulled him away and walked out by himself.

"I, I, I'm going out, get out of my way."

Zhou Wu followed behind him, and it seemed that he wanted to ask him a lot, but Shen Nineteen eyes were on his nose, his nose was on his heart, and he kept his mouth tightly shut and didn't intend to say a word.

Fortunately, someone came to rescue at this time, it was a servant of the gatekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said that someone was looking for Shen Shijiu at the gate.

"Looking for me?" Shen Jiujiu pointed at himself, very strange.

"That's right," said the servant, "They said they were looking for a small kid in the house, who probably came here, so this is you."

The servant compared Bi Shen Nineteen's head with his own shoulders.

Shen Jiujiu hummed in dissatisfaction, but obediently followed the tall servant to the door.

I saw several people standing at the door, a familiar fat man with a bruised nose and a swollen face stood in the middle, and beside him was a young man with a good appearance, who looked like an elder.

Seeing Shen Jiu's small figure, the fat man's expression was colorful, but he bowed deeply respectfully.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Shen! I was wrong! I'm here to apologize to you!"