Beauty is sick

Pei Zhesheng lay hopelessly on the bed, his eyes straightened, staring blankly at the top of the bed, the wooden beams were not carved, it looked simple and simple, arousing infinite reverie.

Just now Yun Wuyang told him everything, from the time he found out that he was not in the room, to how much effort he spent with the inn guys, and finally found him in Tianzi No. The less funny words make people unconsciously think of the funny stories in the mouth of the storyteller.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that Yun Wuyang also inadvertently described in detail what he looks like in Room [-] of Tianzi.

The clothes were disheveled, only a thin inner garment was left, where the clothes were soaked in the rain, and it was completely wet, as if wearing nothing, the whole person was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly under the quilt.

Whenever Pei Zhe thinks of those words, he feels his face burns, his heart is dry, his mouth is extremely dry, and drinking water is useless.

Pian Shengyun didn't know how to shut up, he kept clicking his tongue and sighing: "My lord, you don't know, I was stunned when I entered the door, thinking what the ninth lord did to you, your clothes are all over the floor , just like that scene."

Pei Zhe's eyes were empty, and his voice was dull: "...Stop talking."

"Oh, nothing happened. Is there anything I can't say?" Seeing that Pei Zhe had regained his normal energy and that Yun Wuyang's worries disappeared, he began to babble, "My lord, although you don't wear much clothes, But Mr. Jiu is wearing a lot of clothes. Although his sleeves are a little wrinkled, his neck is still a little red, and he doesn't look very easy to mess with, but he takes good care of you and doesn't do anything to you. Speaking of the clothes you took off , I don’t know if you took it off yourself or he moved it, but it’s all good, wearing wet clothes is easy to catch cold, although you still caught cold in the end.”

ha?I hate you!Pei Zhe silently covered his head with the quilt: "...Leave me alone, let me die."

Following Yun Wuyang's vivid and vivid narration, Pei Zhe also remembered the dream he had when he was in a daze.

——Dreams no big or small.

Yun Wuyang, who was neither big nor small, called his name directly, and he unceremoniously taught Yun Wuyang a lesson, as if he even made a move?

So it's not that "Yun Wuyang" is not big or small, but that he is making trouble for no reason.

Pei Zhe wailed inwardly: "Let me die, damn it, why is it Jinling Jiu, why is it him!"

In all honesty, Pei Zhe felt that he had a strong ability to bear, commonly known as: very thick-skinned.

As long as it is a different person, he can laugh and laugh. When the other person is teasing what happened, he will reply carelessly: Go to your room and sleep on your bed. That is my son who thinks highly of you. Where can I find you in this world? You should be honored to let you look at a man who is more handsome than me for so long.

But if the opponent is replaced by Jinling Jiu, it will not work.

This feeling is very strange, Pei Zhe can't tell why, this is the first time in his life that he can't grasp his feelings clearly, before he was startled and panicked, he was still a little unexplainable eager to try, and the contradictions were complicated.

This needs to be investigated, but Pei Zhe refuses, as if the answer is a scourge, once revealed, it will scare people to death. In short, his body and instincts are resisting.

There is a voice in my heart: don't worry about it, don't think about it, just let it be.

Therefore, Pei Tanhua, who had always been fearless, calmly... escaped.

Pei Zheping lay on the bed with the quilt covering his chest, his eyelids slightly closed.

A few days ago, all the scenes like running circles in my mind disappeared, and there were no more delicate and difficult long-billed birds, only a blank white.

Pei Zhe thought that it wasn't that he was running away, he was just sick and needed time to recuperate.

That's right, recuperate.

After the plan to go to thank him was put on hold, Pei Zhe stayed in the room for another day, claiming that he wanted to recuperate well, and he didn't want to get out of bed when he was eating. In the end, it was Yun Wuyang who urged him to get up from the bed.

He said before that he wanted to cook medicine by himself as a pastime, but because he stayed in bed, the task of boiling medicine was put on Yun Wuyang again.

Pei Zhe couldn't bear it, he was too embarrassed to stay in bed, and he didn't bargain for the price when he took the medicine, and even looked at Yun Wuyang kindly: "It's been hard to take care of me all day, do you want to go out for a stroll?"

Yun Wuyang looked at him suspiciously: "My lord, if you have anything to ask me, just tell me."

Pei Zhe: "..." Hey, look, do you look like a book boy talking to a young master?

Pei Zhebai glanced at him, and said boredly: "You're bored in the room all day, aren't you bored?"

Yun Wuyang is a boisterous character, he likes to be lively the most, he has been really suffocated these few days, he hesitated when he heard this: "It's okay, it's a little boring."

"Okay, okay, what are you pretending to be in front of me? I don't know what you are like?" Pei Zhe pulled the money bag from the hanging clothes, threw it on Yun Wuyang, and said lazily while stroking his throat , "Go for a walk in the street, buy whatever you want, go to the market when you come back, and bring me some pears."

Yun Wuyang grinned: "Come on, young master, wait for me in the inn, don't run around, I'll be back soon."

Pei Zhe was speechless for a while: "..." He is not a child, running around, no big or small!

In the past few days, except for decocting medicine, Yun Wuyang has been accompanying Pei Zhe in Room No. [-] of Tianzi, now Pei Zhe is the only one left, and he is still a little uncomfortable. He frowned in disgust.

Before, he was sweating because he was afraid of catching a cold again, and Yun Wuyang refused to let him take a bath. Although the temperature in January was low, he would still have a smell after being bored for a long time. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or what, but Pei Zhe always felt like he was sweating a lot. stink.

At first I didn't think it would be okay, but now that I think about it, I can't bear it anymore. He is not a clean person like Jin Lingjiu, but he will inevitably feel uncomfortable, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels uncomfortable.

Pei folded his coat and was about to go downstairs to find a buddy to boil a bucket of hot water.

There are not many people in the inn, and it always looks depressed.

The shopkeeper was not there, Pei Zhe stood on the stairs, his clothes were disheveled, he didn't go down to the lobby, and directly called the waiter over: "Please let the kitchen boil a bucket of hot water and send it to Room [-], Tianzi, thank you."

The man held the broom and waved his hands again and again: "My lord, you're welcome. I'll go right away. You can go upstairs first, so you don't catch the cold again."

Before, Yun Wuyang and Zhongli Moxing mobilized people all over the inn to find Pei Zhe, and this guy was also one of the people who helped, and he still remembered that Pei Zhe ran to other people's room after being drenched in the rain.

The clerk laughed narrowly, Pei Zhe could guess the general situation, and his ears burned: "Thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

Suddenly there was a sound.

It sounded from behind, very softly, with an inexplicable smile.

Pei Zhe's back went numb, and he immediately cursed in his heart: What are you afraid of, what's the matter, the enemy's road is narrow!

The clerk saw someone coming, and after seeing Hao, he went to the back kitchen, leaving only Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu.

Pei Zhe stood on the stairs, and after a while of mental training, he turned around and put on his usual calm smile: "Ninth Young Master, long time no see."

"Not long." Jin Lingjiu stood on the other side of the stairs, looked Pei Zhe up and down, "Didn't you just see him the day before yesterday?"

Pei Zhe: "..."

The day before yesterday was the day Pei Zhe got dizzy from the rain.

Jin Lingjiu seemed to be teasing him on purpose, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it: "Where is Pei Tanhua going? Is your health better?"

Pei Zhe managed to force a smile: "Thanks to the blessing of the ninth son, it is almost better, and I would like to thank the ninth son for taking care of me."

He deliberately bit down on the word "care".

Jin Ling knew exactly what he was talking about: "No thanks, it's my honor to be able to help Pei Tanhua."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Pei Zhe originally planned to take a shower before going to thank him, but he couldn't keep procrastinating. He didn't expect to meet Jin Lingjiu on the stairs. Disgusted, and the second is that I didn't think about what to say.

After chatting a few words in a hurry, he started to run to the room, and his steps up the stairs were much faster.

Jin Lingjiu followed him step by step without saying a word.

Pei Zhe never knew that this person was so annoying, but he couldn't show it yet, he could only compete with himself, he slowed down, Jin Lingjiu also slowed down, he sped up, Jinlingjiu also sped up.

In the end, he was so angry that Pei Zhe stopped, turned his head, and stared at Jin Lingjiu.

"What's wrong?" Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows.

There was a faint red in the eyes, although it was not too heavy, it was particularly obvious on Jin Lingjiu's cold and white neck, some blurred fragments rushed into his mind, Pei Zhe took a breath, his anger subsided, and his voice became quieter. Few, very depressed: "It's okay."

It seemed to be him in a dream.

It is no longer a dream.

Sensing Pei Zhe's slightly scorching gaze, Jin Lingjiu narrowed his eyes: "Do you have any wound medicine? Lend me some."

Pei Zhe: "..."

No response was heard, Jin Lingjiu touched the side of his neck, and explained with a smile: "I was bitten by a dog the day before yesterday."

Pei Zhe: "..." Hehe, fuck your mother's dog!

Pei Zhe turned around and left, stepping on the ground step by step, stomping loudly while annoyed, Jin Lingjiu watched him pull open the door, walked into Tianzi No. The laughter made Pei Zhe, who entered the door, rub his face angrily.

Yun Wuyang bought Sydney, and when he came back, Pei Zhe had just finished taking a shower, and with his hair brushing his hair, he found a box of ointment from the box they carried with them: "Send it to that dog in Jinling Jiu."

Yun Wuyang: "?"

When he remembered that guy deliberately calling him a dog, Pei Zhe was so angry that his teeth itched, wishing he could catch someone and bite him twice, it would be best to be bitten by the red mark.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Yun Wuyang took out a washed pear and handed it to him, "Suppress your anger."

Pei Zhe took the pear to vent his anger, and took two bites: "I'm fine, you can send the medicine over later."

Yun Wuyang didn't dare to disobey him, so he quickly responded, and diverted his attention by talking about other things: "The yamen posted a notice saying that the murderer of Sun Liu was found, and he has been arrested and brought to justice, and he will be executed soon."

"Found it?" Pei Zhe frowned.

Yun Wuyang picked up the handkerchief he had put down, and wiped his hair: "That's what the notice says, the murderer's surname is Wang Zhenfu, and he's a handyman in Tianxiang Building, I didn't mention it too much."

"The handyman in Tianxiang Building, that's wrong." Pei Zhe squeezed the pear in his hand, "What is a handyman capable of? It's strange to be able to send the corpse to the commander's mansion. I'm going to see Lin Shocked."

"Hey! Young Master!" Yun Wuyang hurriedly followed, "Young Master, you should change your clothes anyway, in case you catch a cold again... Young Master?"

The person who walked to the door turned back and sat down on the bed carelessly: "I'm dizzy from work, don't worry, Lin Jingkong will come to see me."

He took a bite of the pear, and the sweet pear juice relieved the dryness in his throat, and he squinted his eyes comfortably, covering the sharp light in his eyes that he was determined to win.

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Come on, come on, I should be more diligent recently.