Beauty is sick

After resting for a few days, Pei Zhe was bored in the commander's mansion, and took Yun Wuyang out to let the wind go, looking at Lin Jingkong's elongated black face every day, he almost couldn't eat anymore.

Walking and walking, I came to the inn where I used to live.

Pei Zhe thought to himself, since everyone is here, let's take a look at Jinling Jiu by the way.

That day by the Huai River, Jin Lingjiu left with a weary look on his face, and his spirit was not good. Pei Zhe instantly thought of the night when he first met, and with what Mu Jiao said, he could almost be sure that Jiu, who was full of gossip, The son is sick again.

On the way, Pei Zhe spent a huge sum of ten renminbi, leaving Yun Wuyang in front of him and behind him, and then entered the inn alone, went upstairs and knocked on the door familiarly.

He really did not expect that Jin Lingjiu would be so seriously ill.

Pei Zhe looked at Jinling's pale and frightening face, as well as the black and blue streak under his eyelids, and instantly regretted his question just now.

It looked like he hadn't had a good rest, probably more than a day.

Jin Lingjiu looked at the uninvited guest in front of him unhappily: "Master Pei is here, what's the matter?"

He had a bad complexion, a bad mood, and a bad tone, and he exuded an unpleasant atmosphere.

"It's nothing important. I came here for a walk and came to see you." Pei Zhe felt that such a sick Jin Lingjiu was pitiful and couldn't bear to tease him anymore, but at the same time felt that his stinky face was too rare and novel Incessantly, "When you left Huaishui that day, your complexion was not very good. I have been thinking about visiting you. I have been busy with the case for the past few days, and I just came here today. I heard from the shopkeeper that you have not left. After passing the inn, this will come up."

He slowed down his voice, and said with gentle concern: "Look at your face, are you sick? Didn't you rest well?"

"Tuofu, just fell asleep when I was woken up by Mr. Pei's persistent knock on the door." Jin Lingjiu automatically ignored the problem of illness and mocked.

Pei Zhe rubbed his knuckles, and when he heard the words "perseverance" that he deliberately emphasized, he smiled sarcastically: "I took the liberty, and I will apologize to Master Ninth."

Jin Lingjiu lowered his eyelids, without any emotion: "It's all right, is Mr. Pei still busy?"

Pei Zhe: "Nothing else, just worry, come and see you."

Pei Zhe felt that what he said was very natural and very polite, and it was time for Jin Lingjiu to invite him in to sit down, have a cup of tea, and talk about the two murder cases that had just been concluded.

However, Jin Lingjiu really couldn't bring himself to think about it, and responded with a cold face: "Oh, let's finish it now, and I will close the door after I finish it."

Pei Zhe blinked slowly: "What did you just say?"

He suspected that he was hallucinating.

Jin Lingjiu grasped the door with both hands, and closed it slightly: "I said, I'm going to close the door."

In the next second, the door closed in front of Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe: "...?"

Jin Lingjiu pressed the center of his eyebrows irritably, he was really in no mood to argue with Pei Zhe, Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao had gone out, otherwise Pei Zhe would not have knocked on his door.

Pei Zhe stood at the door for a while, and when he realized it, he smiled angrily.

Today's Jinlingjiu is really different from the past, as if he has taken off his mask all along, he is not as calm and gentle, fierce and conceited, and does not give him face at all.

Fortunately, Tan Hualang was not thin-skinned, he was not offended by his actions, and he didn't care about face matters, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

He decided to give Jinling Jiu another chance.

This time Jin Lingjiu came out very quickly, probably before returning to bed in time.

Pei Zhe preemptively said: "Seeing that you are not resting well, I know some ways to treat insomnia, do you want to talk about it? I promise you can have a good night's sleep. My ninth son, just let me in and sit down. I'm here You are the only friend in Huaizhou who can talk."

His eyes were bright, with the intention of swearing not to give up until he reached his goal, Jin Lingjiu secretly sighed in his heart, and turned sideways: "Come in."

Jin Lingjiu wasn't insomnia, it was just dreaming. He didn't care about Pei Zhe's method, but he knew he wouldn't let anyone in. This nonsense person probably wouldn't let it go, and the door probably had to ring several times.

The cold wind blows away the aroma of the incense, making the aroma in the house not too strong, only a faint smell.

Pei Zhe was sensitive to this kind of burning incense, so he sneezed twice when he entered the door.

Jin Lingjiu was too lazy to prepare tea, so he just pulled a stool for him: "I didn't have a good rest today, I'm too lazy to start. The tea is in the box, and everything is there. You can take whatever you want."

Pei Zhe is not too keen on tea, he is only interested in the tea made by Jinling Jiujiu, upon hearing this, he waved his hands: "Don't bother, there is still business."

Jin Lingjiu paused slightly: "What business is Mr. Pei doing? Are you in a hurry? How about we talk about it another day?"

"Hurry up, we can't talk about it another day...Ah Choo!" Pei Zhe sneezed again, rubbing his nose and said in a muffled voice, "I told you to sleep well."

Jin Lingjiu: "..." What kind of business is this?

Pei Zhe stood up and pushed him to the bed: "Didn't I disturb Jiu Gongzi's good sleep? Come on, I will pay you one now."

Jin Lingjiu wanted to say that he was not insomnia, but when he thought that he would have to bother to explain the dream after he said it, he shut his mouth and sat down on the bed following his strength: "Isn't Mr. Pei trying to coax me to sleep?"

After waking up, the breath was almost gone, and Jin Lingjiu returned to his usual calm and peaceful state.

Pei Zhe smiled: "I want to coax you to sleep."

As he said that, he ignored Jin Lingjiu's astonished expression, walked to the window on his own, and raised his hand to close the window tightly: "I'm still struggling when I'm sick, I'm a grown-up person, like an ignorant child."

Jin Lingjiu took off his cloak, and leaned against the side of the bed: "I can tell, Mr. Pei is here to teach me a lesson today."

Pei Zhe chuckled twice: "It's not a lesson, it's my revenge. I was turned away just now, and my heart is full of resentment."

"My fault." Jin Lingjiu followed good advice, "I didn't sleep well, I woke up with a start, and I couldn't control my temper."

Pei Zhe dragged the stool and sat by the bed: "Come on, don't talk about what you have and what you don't have, I'll coax you to sleep well."

Jin Lingjiu felt his heart flutter when he heard the word "good sleep", and asked curiously, "How to coax?"

Pei Zhe briefly thought about it: "How about I sing you a little song? Or tell you a story? I heard that there are two ways to put children to sleep."

Jin Lingjiu: "Tell a story, tell an interesting story."

Pei Zhe said "hmm": "Lie down first, close your eyes and listen."

Jin Ling couldn't hold back him, and was a little curious about the story he could tell, so he lay down obediently.

Pei Zhe raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and was about to tell a story about a mountain monster when he saw Jin Lingjiu's hand pressing on the quilt.

—a large patch of dazzling red.

Jin Lingjiu's skin was white, not a healthy cold white, the red on the back of his hand was like a puddle of blood falling in the snow, it was particularly obvious.

"Don't you want to tell a story?"

Pei Zhe withdrew his gaze calmly, and said calmly: "I'll tell you a story about a young man who ventured into the desert alone. Once upon a time, there was a young man who practiced martial arts since he was a child. He was good at martial arts. He was born in a water town. The desert. When he was eight or nine years old, the master said goodbye, and he heard the conversation between the master and the elders in the family, saying that he was going back to the desert, so the boy sneaked into the caravan that the master took to go to the desert."

Jin Lingjiu couldn't help opening his eyes: "And then?"

Pei Zhe raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Hey, close your eyes, and sleep well after listening to the story."

The eyelashes under his palms kept trembling, Pei Zhe gave a faint smile, and continued to talk: "The boy was discovered when he left the city. He begged for a long time, and the master finally agreed to take him with him. He got his wish and arrived in the desert. .”

"The desert and the water town are completely different scenery. The young man was amazed. What made the young man happiest was that he saw a young man of the same age in the desert. The young man is very beautiful, but he doesn't like talking very much. Looking at the mountains in the distance, sometimes it takes a long time to see them. The young man heard from his master that if he crossed that mountain and walked for another month, he would be able to reach the bustling capital."

"The young man has a lively personality, and he played with the young master all day long. Over time, they became good friends and traveled together in the desert every day. The young man is a few years younger than the young master, and he calls the young master 'brother' all day long. Short, the young master also pampered him and really loved him as a brother, that was the happiest time in a boy's life."

"The good times didn't last long. One day, a group of people came to the hotel where they were temporarily staying. The group of people rushed into the hotel and arrested everyone in the hotel. The boy and his little brother went out to play, and escaped by chance. Afterwards, the young man insisted on going his own way, hurt his little brother, and even lost him."

Jin Lingjiu had already fallen asleep, with his eyes closed, and he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

Pei Zhe stroked the knot between his eyebrows, and muttered to himself: "You are frowning while you are asleep, why do you think about something so disturbing? Could it be because the ending of this story is not good, that's why you sleep so much?" Not stable?"

He raised his hand to touch the back of Jin Lingjiu's red and swollen hand, and said softly: "I didn't finish talking just now, but the ending is good. The boy found his little brother, and the two of them stuck together all day long, running from the desert to the mountains and rivers." Nagano, finally live happily together"

Jin Lingjiu had a good night's sleep and didn't dream about anything.

When he woke up, there was no one in the room, and Pei Zhe didn't know when he left.

I can't quite remember the story Pei Zhe told, but I only remember Da Mo and the young man. The tranquilizing fragrance made him drowsy, and Pei Zhe's low and gentle voice made him relax quickly and fall into sleep.

Strangely, listening to Pei Zhe's voice, my head seemed to be empty, and it was no longer filled with those messy pictures.

The next morning, Jin Lingjiu's spirit improved a lot, and he was no longer as depressed as before.

Zuo Ping came to report the news, their people had arrived in Yecheng, and he was going to arrange matters today.

Ye City is not far from Huaizhou City, and it takes half an hour to ride a horse. It is a small city with a special geographical location, next to a group of foreign tribes.

It happened that he hadn't gone out for many days, Jin Lingjiu thought about it, and rode a horse himself, and went to Yecheng with Zuo Ping Mu Jiao, preparing to get some fresh air and relax.

Jin Lingjiu never expected to meet Pei Zhe at the gate of Huaizhou city.

Tanhualang and his little book boy were all dressed up, and they were riding out of the city on horseback, so they didn't notice them.

What Jinling Jiu didn't expect was that the two would meet again today.

At the gate of Yecheng, Pei Zhe did not hide his astonishment at all, and walked over leading the horse: "This is, have you chased me here?"

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