Beauty is sick

The two stood still, and soon fell to the back. The torch light gradually faded away, leaving only a gray darkness. In the night, the expressions of the two could not be seen clearly.

Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao were walking a little behind them, seeing them stop still and not moving forward, they didn't bother them, just waited silently.

Xiao Chi and the others found that Pei Zhe hadn't followed, they turned around and shouted, "Master Pei, why don't you leave?"

This sound broke the stalemate between Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu, Pei Zhe subconsciously put on a smile and shouted: "Here we come."

At night, the wind in the forest rustled, carrying the coldness that hadn't dissipated through winter, gradually dissipating his anger, Pei Zhe let out a long breath, turned his head and said to Jin Lingjiu: "Let's go."

His tone was relaxed, and he didn't mention what happened just now. Before Jin Lingjiu could answer, he quickened his pace to catch up with the commanding army.

Jin Lingjiu froze for a while, then turned around and followed slowly.

There was a distance of three meters between the two, and they didn't say a word until they entered the city.

At this time, it was still dark, and the street was deserted. Occasionally, a slight shout could be heard, which came from the nearby Goulan brothel, and a nearby area was engaged in night business, and this spot was the most noisy.

There are two directions to the inn and the yamen, Pei Zhe and Xiao Chi said a few words, then stopped and did not leave, the surrounding area was red and green, he looked at the novelty, and looked around.

When Jin Lingjiu arrived with Zuo Ping Mu Jiao, Xiao Chi had already taken people to the yamen, Pei Zhe seemed to have torn apart his bones, and stood lazily by the side of the street, seeing them coming, he withdrew his wandering gaze, It only fell on one person, without naming or surname: "Go to the Yamen some time tomorrow, don't forget."

The assassins caught tonight are going to be interrogated. Jinling Jiusan and the other three are also involved in this matter. According to the law, they should be interrogated together.

Jin Lingjiu was familiar with the process of handling cases in the Yamen, so he responded directly. Seeing that he didn't mean to speak, Pei Zhe felt bored, turned around and left without saying hello.

The moonlight fell on the cold frost on the ground, and the thin-soled boots crushed the cold frost covering the ground, one by one, which was especially loud in the silent night.

Before Pei Zhe could turn around completely, he put a hand on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "What price?"

The hand on the shoulder was very hard, and Pei Zhe's shoulder and neck went numb. It took him a while to react, and he blurted out: "You want to kill me?"

Jinling Jiu: "?"

Pei Zhe pushed his hand: "The hand is loose, and the bones are about to be crushed by you."

His shoulders and arms were sore, Pei Zhe couldn't help but groaned twice, it sounded sticky and not at all elegant, not like a dog-like No. young master.

Jin Lingjiu subconsciously let go, and from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Pei Zhe frowning and rubbing his arms, and commented, "Delicate."

After a long while, he added a sentence as if revenge: "Pei Jiaojiao."

Pei Zhe held his breath in his throat, and laughed angrily: "Don't you know how strong you are? Ninth Young Master, you have to kill me, don't you?"

This is an extremely normal sentence, if there is no high-pitched scream that followed.

"Ah...Your Majesty, good brother... Slow down, I'm killing you..."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jinling Nine: "..."

This place is close to a brothel, and late at night is the climax of having fun, and the fierce battle among the red waves leaked some bold and menacing shouts.

The sudden sound made both Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu startled, and they looked at each other in blank dismay, falling into a dead silence that could not be ignored.

After trying to understand what was going on with that sound, Pei Zhe's face turned black.

Tanhualang would never let himself fall into such an embarrassing situation. In the past, he played small jokes and joked. Most of them were pretending to be unaffected. It was the first time Jin Lingjiu saw him like this. It was quite novel, and even the embarrassment faded. Little, looked at him with great interest, and smiled badly: "I didn't mean to kill you."

Pei Zhe suddenly had a bad feeling.

Jin Lingjiu squinted his eyes, and the mole under his eyes was full of tenderness: "I hurt you, it's my fault, can I be lighter next time?"

Pei Zhe: "..." Damn it!

When Jin Lingjiu stares at a person seriously, no one can not be indulging in the deep affection in it. The beautiful eyebrows and eyes seem to have hooks, trying to draw out the soul of the person, and make people willingly fall into the endless hell.

Since ancient times, confidante's life has been unlucky, but I don't know whether it's unlucky or not. Pei Zhe thinks that Jinling is deadly.

To kill others.

"Pei Lang?"

The high-pitched cry came out again, and Pei Zhe woke up instantly. Looking at Jin Lingjiu's obviously teasing eyes, he couldn't tell what it was like, but his hands were itchy, and he wanted to pin him to the ground and fight him. .

Other places are also fine, the location can be chosen at will, Pei Zhe doesn't mind, and even some weird thoughts that are out of date come to mind.

Of course, he just thought about it, he can’t really fight, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao are still nearby, he must be the one who suffers if he really fights, Pei Zhe gritted his teeth secretly, and kept this account in his heart: "Almost Come on, stop laughing."

Jin Lingjiu touched the corner of his mouth, pretending to be confused with understanding: "I didn't smile, I was born like this."

Pei Zhe rolled his eyes directly at him, I believe your evil, you wished you were born with facial paralysis before!

These two people are either you overpowering me, or I overpowering you, whichever side has the upper hand, will definitely not let go of the opportunity to ridicule the other easily. Seeing that Pei Zhe was at a loss for words, Jin Lingjiu suddenly became a chatterbox, saying one sentence after another They ran on him: "Pei Lang is really talented, he is proficient in everything, even this night talk."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Once a person is embarrassed to a certain extent, he will completely put aside his shame. For example, Pei Zhe now has figured it out. Since there is no way to change it, he can only join. As long as it can make Jinling Jiu more embarrassing, in contrast, He'll look less awkward.

"Yeah, I'm very talented, but not only in this area, now is the right time, why don't we find a place where we can discuss it?" Pei Zhe smiled too hard, his face was a little distorted, "I will definitely let Xiao Jiu'er has a deeper understanding of me."

Jin Lingjiu gasped, "It's absolutely unnecessary."

Pei Zhe looked at him affectionately, the tenderness in his eyes was no less than that of Jin Lingjiu just now: "Why don't you? I'm not a person who doesn't understand tastes. After Xiao Jiu'er gets to know me deeply, I will also teach you about nighttime in the street. Besides your face, what I like the most is your voice, I believe Xiao Jiu'er will be extremely moving when she says those words."

Jin Lingjiu was terrified all over, he still couldn't understand the meaning of Pei Zhe's words, seeing that Pei Zhe's expression was still unfinished, he had a vague premonition in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, we Speak the truth."

"Who made trouble?" Pei Zhe glanced at him reproachfully, and then suddenly realized, "I see, Xiao Jiu'er is shy, it's okay, don't worry, I'm so gentle, I won't hurt you."

Jin Lingjiu deeply understood what it means not to report, the time has not yet come.

After such a quarrel, the face is almost torn apart, both of them have been shamed, and they have no scruples anymore, they are too lazy to hide from each other, they are both thousand-year-old foxes, who doesn't know the little tricks in their hearts?

Hurting one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, Jin Lingjiu didn't want to avenge Pei's grievances endlessly. He was embarrassed and couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the initiative to bring the topic back: "How did you know there would be assassins, and you also carried a signal flare with you?"

The leader of the army came very quickly. Even if he didn't go back to find Pei Zhe, nothing would happen to Pei Zhe. It is very likely that he also destroyed Pei Zhe's plan.

Pei Zhe yawned, he woke up in the middle of a dream, his spirit was tense when he confronted the assassin, at this moment his mind relaxed, and his sleepiness surged up: "You have asked so many questions, which one should I answer first? "

Jinling Jiumu said with a straight face, "I only asked one question."

Pei Zhe yawned with tears in his eyes, slapped his forehead, and said nonchalantly: "I'm sleepy and confused, now my mind is not clear, let's talk another day."

After he finished speaking, he left, with an aura of "don't bother Grandpa Pei" all over his body, Jin Lingjiu felt that he probably didn't bring a fan today, or he would have just shown it just now.

Jin Lingjiu was thinking wildly, when Pei Zhe just took two steps, he said "Hey", tilted his body, and fell towards him.

According to Jinling Jiu, in the past, he must avoid it, no one could hit him, but today, for some reason, his feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and he didn't move until Pei Zhe fell into his arms step.

As the No.1 who fell in the arms of Prince Jiu, Pei Zhe didn't feel honored at all. Instead, he pointed at Jin Lingjiu's nose unceremoniously and complained angrily, "Your medicine is fake!"

Naturally, the medicine can't be fake, it cost a lot of money to get someone to prepare it, but Pei Zhe's painful expression didn't seem to be faked, it was related to the first floor in the world, Jin Lingjiu's face darkened a bit: "The medicine bottle Give me."

Pei Zhe leaned against him, and handed him the medicine bottle that had been forcibly seized: "If you don't want to give it, you don't want to give it. There's no need to torment me like this. Hiss, Mr. Jiu, little Jiuer, how do you know that I'm most afraid of pain?"

Jin Lingjiu ignored his choreography, supported his waist with one hand, took the medicine bottle with the other hand, pushed aside and sniffed, his face was blank for a moment: "I was negligent."

Pei Zhe didn't care about shouting at once, and raised his voice and asked, "Is the medicine real or fake? What are the side effects of this medicine? I won't be disabled from now on, right?"

"..." Jin Lingjiu calmed down quickly, patted the suddenly agitated person, and explained helplessly, "The medicine is not fake, but I took it wrong, and subconsciously took the best one."

Pei Zhe looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean by subconsciously taking the best one?" What you said doesn't sound right. How do I remember that you said that the one you gave me was the best? Could it be you Are you really planning to trick me?"

Jin Lingjiu choked, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "It's not to lie to you, but for me, this medicine is the best, and for you, the other is the best. Alas, to put it simply, this medicine is the best medicine. It's a medicine specially for me, do you remember how long it has been since you took the medicine? Has it been three hours?"

Jin Lingjiu mentioned that this kind of wound medicine will paralyze the senses, and it will take three hours to recover.

Pei Zhe recalled it for a while, and said firmly: "Less than three hours, maybe two hours."

"I want to use another kind for you, the kind that will only dilute the pain of the wound, and you won't feel nothing at all. After three hours, the pain will slowly recover. It is similar to the wound medicine sold on the market, but the effect will be better. Some, that’s it.” Jin Lingjiu took out an identical porcelain vase out of nowhere, and waved it in front of Pei Zhe.

"As for the wrong one, I personally like to use it, and that kind of effect will be better. Once the medicine is applied, it will quickly help the wound to stop bleeding and heal, and it will make people feel no pain—"

Pei Zhe interrupted him: "Come on, I'm dying of pain."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Jin Lingjiu put away both medicine bottles, which caused Pei Zhe a bit of a headache: "The medicine you misused is to attack poison with poison. Once you take the medicine, it will completely numb your senses, but after two hours, the pain from the wound It will be tenfold."

Pei Zhe was dumbfounded: "Ten times?"

Before Pei Zhe could speak, Jin Lingjiu said first, "Although the pain will intensify, your wound will be completely healed in three days."

Pei Zhe asked sincerely: "How long do you think it will take for the wound I scratched to heal?"

Jin Lingjiu bite the bullet and said: "Four days? Five days? It must be more than three days, right? After all, it was scratched by jade, and it will be troublesome to take care of it. You can't be sloppy."

Pei Zhe looked at him expressionlessly: "Oh."

Jin Lingjiu said helplessly: "At that time you just finished taking the medicine and said you didn't feel anything. I thought you thought that feeling could be ignored, but I didn't expect that you really didn't feel anything."

Pei Zhe raised his eyelids: "Blame me?"

Jin Lingjiu threw a rock at his own foot, resigned himself to his fate, and said, "Blame me."

Pei Zhe felt that the person who developed this medicine was simply sick, and the person who used this medicine was even more sick. For the two hours of insensibility, he had to suffer three days of severe pain, why bother?

All in all, Jinling Jiu is sick!

Standing on one foot was too tiring, Pei Zhe leaned on him comfortably, and had no intention of standing upright at all, Jin Lingjiu knew he was in the wrong, so he couldn't push the person away, and let Pei Zhe lean on him: "Are you still sleepy?" ?”

Pei Zhe shook his head indifferently: "The pain made me shiver, and I'm not sleepy at all."

Jin Lingjiu tried his best to ignore the sarcasm in his words, and asked, "Are you going to take you back to the Commander's Mansion, or to the inn, let's have a chat? It's been a long time since we talked, isn't it, and it's just a good time to clear up the confusion for each other."

Before he said this, Jin Lingjiu really didn't think much about it, but after he said it, he suddenly felt that this oolong was not without its benefits, at least Pei Zhe was not sleepy now, and he could chat with him again.

There is a good saying that Pei Zhe said before: the world is so stupid, but you and I are beautiful.

There was no other fun in this city of Huaizhou, Jin Lingjiu suddenly felt that it was a pleasure to go back and forth with Pei Tanhua and plot against each other, even quarreling with each other from time to time was more enjoyable than doing other things.

He suddenly felt a little bit reluctant. How could such a person have the heart to watch him be destroyed by the wave of power in the world?

"Go back to the Commander's Mansion."

The indifferent voice broke Jin Lingjiu's happy imagination, and also interrupted his intolerance.

Pei Zhe said slowly, "I'm in a bad mood tonight, and I don't want to talk about business."

Jin Lingjiu's expression was stagnant, but he regained his composure in the next second, he raised his hand to straighten Pei Zhe, and repeated to himself: "You want to go to the inn with me to have a chat, okay, I'll take you there. "

Pei Zhe: "..."

Pei Zhe didn't expect that Jin Lingjiu would do such a shameless thing. When he realized it, Jin Lingjiu had already grabbed his arm and carried him a certain distance towards the inn.

Passing by the fence, the sound from inside became louder. This area is quite large, and it takes half a quarter of an hour to go out completely, and the high-pitched screams heard before are all in my ears.

Pei Zhe was agitated by the obscene words, and wanted to lean on Jin Lingjiu's body to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but when he turned his head, he was facing the embarrassment on Jinling Jiu's face.

The jade crown was broken, and Jin Lingjiu didn't tie up his hair, but tied it loosely, and a few strands fell from the side of his face, fluttering with the night wind.

The red lanterns are hung high, and the whole alley is full of dim and ambiguous light, which reminds people of burnt candles, mature flowers, and the dim red tents described in the storybook.

The combination of several images formed Jinling Jiu in Pei Zhe's eyes.

Pei Zhe has looked at Jinling Nine countless times, but he has never been so close. It is more than three points closer than when Shang Yuanye was extremely offensive. It was so close that it reminded him of the distance in the hot spring pool. Concentrate on other places, without giving too much to the people in front of you.

Only at this time, is the real person who is full of this person.

The scent of plum blossoms on Jin Lingjiu's body was very faint, but because he was too close, Pei Zhe felt that smell was all over the tip of his nose, so he couldn't help sniffing lightly twice, letting the cool breath penetrate deep into his heart , as if this can relieve the pain in the foot.

Pei Zhe's mood improved a lot for no reason, the corners of his lips raised, and his whole body began to waver again: "Am I so charming?"

Jinling Jiu doesn't know why.

Pei Zhe touched his face, and said in a frivolous tone: "As expected of the most beautiful man in the world, alas, his charm is so great that it makes the famous Jiu Gongzi sleepless, insisting on pulling me to hold the candle night talk."

Jinling Nine: "..."

He suddenly regretted it, and felt that the matter of the assassin was not that important, what was wrong with him, wanting to quarrel with such a thing?With that free time, why not go back to sleep?

"It's too late now." Pei Zhe snorted twice, "Even if you send me back to the Commander's Mansion now, you can't cover up the fact that you are fascinated by me, Xiao Jiuer, you have been exposed just now, tell me Well, when did you admire me?"

Jin Lingjiu couldn't help exerting a little force on his arm, and an inexplicable absurdity suddenly appeared in his heart: "I admire you?"

Pei Zhe held back a smile and raised his chin: "Yes."

Jin Lingjiu knew that what he said at this time would be misinterpreted by Pei Zhe, so he simply broke the jar and boasted: "Isn't it, I admire you, I admire you so much, the person I admire most in this world is you. You How wonderful, you have a big reputation, you look good, you know a lot, you taste good, and you know so many words on the bed, I really admire you to death."

Pei Zhe's face froze. Hearing his boast, he almost couldn't breathe. He gritted his teeth and said, "I really didn't expect that you admire me so much!"

Jin Lingjiu tightened his arms around his waist, and also gritted his teeth: "I didn't expect that I admire you so much!"

Pei Zhe tugged at Jin Lingjiu's sleeve, and said with a half smile, "I'm so honored to hear you say that."

Jin Lingjiu held his hand backhand: "Don't feel honored, you deserve it after all."

There were false smiles on the faces of the two of them, and they looked at each other, and they both saw the bright disgust and disgust in each other's eyes.

Pei Zhe: Heh, Jin Lingjiu is definitely sick, not to bad.

Jin Lingjiu: Tsk, Pei Zhe really took the wrong medicine, it's all over his head.

"Hiss, brother, you?"

Mu Jiao had a meaningful expression on her face, she looked at Jin Lingjiu with complicated eyes, and after a while, her eyes shifted to Pei Zhe's face, which was exactly the same complicated as before.

Zuo Ping pulled Mu Jiao behind him, he was used to big scenes, and he was still able to maintain his composure under such circumstances: "Master Jiu, this place is not far from the inn, why don't Mu Jiao and I go back first and help you prepare What clothes do you want to change?"

Jin Lingjiu seemed to be extremely tired, and waved his hands: "Just take any one, let the kitchen boil a pot of water, and then find "Xuehou Tianqing". "

A trace of surprise flashed in Zuo Ping's eyes: "Is it "Snow Queen Sky Blue"? "

Jin Lingjiu nodded.

Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows, suddenly curious, what could make Zuo Ping show such an expression, what is "Azure after Snow"?

Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao quickened their pace to leave, and they could faintly hear their discussions.

"I told you not to follow too closely."

"How did I know that I would hear that kind of words, senior brother actually admires that person, senior brother actually has someone he admires, didn't you already know it, why didn't you tell me?"

Jin Lingjiu's face turned dark, while Pei Zhe couldn't help laughing out: "Hey, I don't blame this, you said it yourself, you are quite interesting as a junior."

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him, but remained silent.

Pei Zhe was about to embarrass him again when he was caught off guard when he heard Mu Jiao's voice again: "But I can't tell, that Pei Tanhua is so delicate and weak, and he needs to be hugged by his senior brother when he walks. Alas, I thought He is just like the rumors, he is a handsome young man, I didn't expect him to be so unreserved, this night I asked my brother to soak in the hot spring, could it be that he wants the overlord to force his bow? With a cold-tempered person like my brother, it's no wonder he wants to do this."

It wasn't until Mu Jiao walked away that the voice could no longer be heard, and Pei Zhe blinked. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, otherwise, how could he have heard such terrifying remarks: "Does she not know that some words cannot be used indiscriminately?"

Jinling Jiu Youyou said: "My junior sister is quite interesting, isn't it?"

Choked by his own words, Pei Zhe was at a loss for words for a while, and suddenly remembered the terrifying "the overlord puts his bow hard", and he couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he had acted too out of line.

They didn't say a word until they arrived at the inn.

Zuo Ping had already prepared everything and waited in the inn. As soon as the two entered, he took Pei Zhe and helped him upstairs so that Jin Lingjiu had time to go back to his room and change his clothes.

Pei Zhe looked around, but he didn't see Mu Jiao. He was very interested in Jin Lingjiu, his childhood sweetheart, and even wanted to take the time to discuss the art of speaking with her: "Where is your little junior sister?"

The action on the left screen froze: "I don't know."

Not ignoring the strangeness of the left screen, Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows, a flash of clarity flashed across his eyes, he felt inexplicably happy, and asked cheerfully: "What is the "Snow Queen Sky Blue" you mentioned earlier? "

Left screen: "It's something treasured by Master Jiu."

Pei Zhe's spirit lifted, and he became even more curious immediately, but he didn't intend to continue asking, and was going to witness the treasures of Jinling Jiu with his own eyes.

When he went upstairs, when he reached the door of Tianzi No. [-] room, Jin Lingjiu just finished changing his clothes, opened the door and took Pei Zhe over.

Pei Zhe deeply felt that he was like a priceless treasure, handed over from one person to another.

In fact, he was already used to the pain in his feet. At the beginning, he lost his composure because he was not mentally prepared, but he got better later on. After all, he is also a person who has seen big wind and waves, so how could he be fooled by this pain.

But he is not going to say it for the time being, it is really rare to have Jin Lingjiu serve him, if he can enjoy it for a while, he will earn it.

Familiar room layout, familiar people doing familiar things.

Pei Zhe sat at the table and watched Jinling Jiu make tea with his chin propped up: "Every time we two have to say something from the bottom of our hearts, you love to make tea. If you come again a few times, I guess I'll get used to it."

Jin Lingjiu focused on the movements of his hands without raising his head, and said casually, "Really?"

"Yes." It's not enough to look at things that are pleasing to the eye, Pei Zhe stared at him intently, and suddenly laughed, "I will drink less of your tea in the future."

Jin Lingjiu just finished pouring the water, and while setting out the teacup, he asked, "Why? My tea doesn't suit your taste?"

Pei Zheyi pointed out: "How can it be? It's because it tastes too good. I'm afraid that if I drink too much, my heart will be wiped out. By then, I should die."

Jin Lingjiu froze, and took a deep look at him: "No way."

His eyes were focused, and Pei Zhe suddenly couldn't laugh anymore. He took the lead to look away, and muttered to himself: "The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey can cook, and he can do everything."

Jin Lingjiu pushed the tea in front of him: "Have a taste?"

Pei Zhe was full of energy, and scraped the lid twice: "This is "Azure after Snow"?I heard from Zuo Ping that it was treasured by you, and I feel very honored. "

Jinling Jiu: "It's an honor, this is the first time I use it."

Pei folded his hands, and shifted his eyes from the clear tea to the teacup. The wall of the teacup is very thin. After the hot tea juice is filled, the color inside shows through, showing a very special color on the wall of the cup. Color, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

"This is an extremely precious sapphire. Its color is lighter than other sapphires. When I saw it, I thought of the sky after the snow. After I made it into a teacup, I named it Azure after the Snow." When it collided with the cup, it made a clear sound, and Jin Ling smiled on his nine lips, "Because of Pei Lang's favor, I wouldn't be willing to use it otherwise."

Pei Zhe heard a little pride from the last sentence, similar to people taking out their proud things and wanting to be praised by others, so he boasted very politely: "It's very delicate, Mr. Jiu has always had a good eye. .”

Jin Lingjiu didn't make a sound, but his expression became much lighter, obviously he was praised for his comfort.

Pei Zhe took a sip of his tea, feeling funny and childish.

Jin Lingjiu: "After drinking my tea, should you clear up my doubts now?"

Pei Zhe smacked his lips: "Sure enough, Jiu Gongzi's tea can't be drunk lightly. Is it still about the assassin?"

Jin Lingjiu ignored his sarcasm, and cut straight to the point: "You already knew that someone would assassinate you, and the flares were also prepared in advance, right?"

Pei Zhe explained: "At the entrance of the inn that day, I found someone secretly instigating the people, so I asked Yun Wuyang to find him out. That person is still locked up in the Commander's Mansion. I guess he should be with this group of people tonight. , but it's a pity, he doesn't know much, otherwise I wouldn't use myself as a living target."

Jin Lingjiu asked: "All your accomplices have been arrested, how do you know they will come to assassinate you again?"

"I've already taken that thing out, and I'll be blamed if no one assassinates me." Pei Zhe lazily propped his forehead, feeling a little annoyed, "My ninth son, what's the relationship between us, don't you just want to ask?" Is my thing real, need to beat around the bush like this?"

Jin Lingjiu accepted the teaching with an open mind, and followed the example of kindness: "It's because I am small, so that thing is real?"

There was a sudden silence in the room, and the four eyes met, and the answer was clear.

Jin Lingjiu suddenly lowered his eyelids, his eyes dim and unclear: "Pei Zhe, do you know what that thing means? There are countless people who covet it in the rivers and lakes and courts. If you don't take it out, it will be illusory. You If you take it out, you will confirm the rumors and bring all the troubles on yourself, then you may die without knowing how you died."

Pei Zhe laughed casually: "Aren't I still dead?"

There are rumors that the holy majesty took out a token today, and upon seeing it, he would see the majesty in person. Those who get this token can kill courtiers and command the three armies.

Since ancient times, the royal power will not be distributed outside. This rumored token represents too much power. No one knows whether it is true or not.

The first floor of the world has been investigated for a long time, but there is no conclusion. Jin Lingjiu only heard it a little bit. Pei Zhe took out the token at the inn that day, and he suddenly realized that the current emperor is so stupid. Maybe the rumors are true. .

It was only now that he was sure that the thing did exist, and it was in Pei Zhe's hands.

Jin Lingjiu was willing to play around with Pei Zhe all night just to confirm this matter. Now that he got a definite answer, his heart was inexplicably empty, and he felt that the taste of tea was gone.

Pei Zhe knocked on the table in dissatisfaction: "I've solved your doubts, and you don't care about me. Do you remember that you still owe me a question? I'm going to ask it."

"When did I owe you a question?" After Jin Lingjiu finished speaking, he realized that Pei Zhe had said that he would have to pay a small price if he wanted to know the answer. I can tell you the murderer in the case of Lord Zhifu."

Pei Zhe's mood faded: "Don't, I want to solve the case myself, I have other things to ask you."

Jin Lingjiu raised his hand, motioning for him to ask.

"Jin Lingjiu, are you sick? I don't mean that, I'm just curious. You said before that the wound medicine is the best, and it's the best for you. My small wound feels painful. You're used to it."

Pei Zhe considered his sentence, trying to make himself less offensive, but after a long talk, he realized that the question itself was offensive.

"Maybe I should ask more directly, you are not afraid of pain, right?"

He spoke directly, but his questions were not direct, even almost gentle.

Pei Zhe is like this, sharp as a blade, yet tolerant like water, his thoughtfulness permeates in some small aspects, if you don't pay attention, you won't be able to notice it at all.

Jin Lingjiu has met so many people, all kinds of people, with all kinds of personalities, but Pei Zhe will definitely be the "most", he is the most gentle one.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Jin Lingjiu asked rhetorically.

Pei Zheda: "I'm afraid, not just me. Most people should be afraid of pain. We can bear pain, but we are still afraid of pain."

Being able to endure and being afraid are not in conflict. He feels that Jinling Jiu does not belong to this category. The feeling that Jinling Jiu gives him is not that he can bear the pain, but rather enjoys it.

Jin Lingjiu frowned: "Pei Zhe, you asked a question I didn't want to answer."

Pei Zhe apologized: "I'm sorry, but I still want to know the answer."

Jin Lingjiu didn't know that Pei Zhehui was so keen, and he noticed this, and now he had to answer, this kind of compulsion made his mood worse: "Yes, you are right, in your words In fact, I'm really sick."

What Pei Zhe said was right and wrong. He did enjoy the pain caused by the wound, but he was not completely indifferent to the pain. He enjoyed it because the pain could divert his attention and let him temporarily ignore the more painful feelings.

He wasn't pain-loving, but he was sick.

His wound medicine was specially prepared at his own request. This is definitely one of the secrets that Jin Lingjiu is unwilling to admit. At that time, when he found out that he had taken the wrong medicine, he was still lucky, thinking that Pei Zhe would not find out, but unexpectedly , so quickly asked.

In fact, it's not just wound medicine, Jin Lingjiu's food and clothing are all different, if not, how could he be drunk with fruit wine.

Jin Lingjiu never got drunk after a thousand glasses of wine. Only after he went to the Commander's Mansion did he realize that he could not drink fruit wine. The fruit wine would interact with another drug he was taking, making him feel drowsy, as if he was drunk.

The effect of that medicine would last for a long time. He had just taken it the day the inn door was surrounded, and the effect of the medicine has not faded.

Pei Zhe tried his best to look normal, and asked, "How is the treatment going?"

Xu felt that if he said one sentence, he said it, and if he said two sentences, he said it. Jin Lingjiu was not as conflicted as before: "It's not good."

Seeing Pei Zhe's frown tightened in an instant, he smiled viciously: "I have seen many doctors, and they all said that it can't be cured. Are you afraid of a lifetime illness?"

Pei Zhe: "I have nothing to be afraid of, and I don't see anything wrong with you. If one day you suddenly become a genius, then I'm afraid it won't be too late."

Jin Lingjiu smiled brightly: "Maybe I'm just a ghost."

Pei Zhe raised his eyelids: "It's not impossible, but with your appearance, it should be because the vixen didn't run away. Tsk, thinking about it this way, I really should be afraid. After all, there is no other handsome person like me in the world. , if you want to inhale some energy, don’t you just come to me?”

Jinling Nine: "..."

Pei Zhe touched his face: "It seems that being too good-looking is also a burden."

Being disturbed by such a mess, all the gloom in Jin Lingjiu's heart dissipated, he knew that Pei Zhe did it on purpose, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he always had the illusion of being in debt.

"How much do you know about the magistrate's case?" Jin Lingjiu asked.

Pei Zhe raised his eyebrows, and sat upright: "It was done by someone from the magistrate's house, and he has a close relationship with him. I think there is one person worth checking, my concubine Tian Qi."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyes: "Tian Qi?"

Pei Zhe recalled for a while, and said: "It's a concubine. I forgot if it was such a name. It should be the same. At that time, I just asked Zhong Limei casually and didn't pay attention. Later, I had a faint intuition in my heart that it should be related to her. .”

Jin Lingjiu didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he could only say that Pei Zhe's intuition was really accurate. He did so many researches, but he couldn't compare to Pei Zhe's random question. Maybe he made the right choice at the beginning.

Also picked the right person.

"I'm thinking that someone who can prescribe medicine to someone in the house must be someone who knows the house quite well. The murderer may not necessarily have a bad relationship with the magistrate. Maybe the relationship may be very close." Pei Zhe paused for a while , suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "In this world, the most terrifying thing is never the enemy, but the people close to you. You don't know when and from which direction, a knife will suddenly come to you."

These words meant something, Jin Lingjiu thoughtfully did not ask any more questions, it was not the time, there was no reason, he had a premonition that one day Pei Zhe would tell him everything.

Pei Zhe took another sip of tea. The tea was cold and the aftertaste was slightly astringent. He shook his foot, suddenly remembered something, and stretched out his hand to Jin Lingjiu: "Where's my medicine?"

Just showing it to Jin Lingjiu before doesn't mean he doesn't want it anymore, don't even think about taking it back once it's in his hands.

Jin Lingjiu was speechless for a while, got up and took the porcelain bottle: "This is a normal wound medicine."

Pei Zhe hooked the porcelain bottle and played with it between his fingers. He liked the delicate touch: "Give it to me, what will you do if you get hurt in the future? You won't use that kind of careless medicine to fight poison with fire?"

Jin Lingjiu was sure that Pei Zhe wanted to use the phrase "heartless" not only on the wound medicine, but also on him, and said angrily, "Don't curse me, I won't be able to get hurt."

"This is not necessarily the case, the world is unpredictable, just in case..." Pei Zhe tightened his hands suddenly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "The clue you mentioned is Tian Qi! Tian Qi is also known as Sanqi, Sanqi is 21, Can make twenty-one, you not only want to tell me that Tian Qi is the murderer, otherwise you don't need to say the following few sentences."

Jin Lingjiu took a sip of tea slowly and looked at him leisurely: "Continue."

Pei Zhe: "The key lies in the word 'twenty-one'