Beauty is sick

It wasn't until dawn that Jin Lingjiu fell asleep.

When Pei Zhe came, he was still sleeping, and it was Zuo Ping who brought him to the next room.

Mu Jiao got up early to practice martial arts every day, and Zuo Ping would practice martial arts when he was free. But he didn't sleep last night and was very tired, so he didn't stay with Mu Jiao in the room to entertain Pei Zhe.

In fact, Pei Zhe didn't need him to entertain him. After entering the room, he didn't say a word, as if he was in deep thought.

Zuo Ping is not a warm person either, he would not take the initiative to stir up topics, so he sat silently at the table with him, thinking about what happened last night.

When Mu Jiao came back from practicing martial arts, Jin Lingjiu hadn't woken up yet. She and Jinlingjiu didn't have a master-servant relationship like Zuo Ping's, so she took the breakfast she bought and knocked on the door to go in.

It was getting late, and when she went to practice martial arts, she guessed that Jin Lingjiu would not be in time for breakfast, so she brought back some of his favorite foods.

Her senior brother is good at everything, but sometimes he doesn't care about himself and has to be watched.

When Mu Jiao was young, she thought about asking her brother to find a caring and virtuous sister-in-law who could take care of his food and drink and make him pay attention to his body.

Pei Zhe regained his thoughts and followed behind Mu Jiao.

Mu Jiao's knock on the door was the same as Zuo Ping's, a pattern familiar to Jin Lingjiu. Anyone who was close to Jin Lingjiu basically knocked in this way.

Tanhualang is so smart, he knew it at the first sight, raised his eyebrows: "You all knock on the door like this?"

Mu Jiao heard the rumors about this man and her senior brother, and thought of what she saw and heard in Huaizhou City before, and felt that the careful and virtuous sister-in-law might not only have a choice of women, so she told him such unimportant life things : "Yes, brother is more used to this way of knocking on the door."

How did you knock on the door a few days ago?

Pei Zhe recalled it for a while, and felt that he had found a reason why Jin Lingjiu rejected him.

Mu Jiao stopped her hands, looking at him with some anticipation in her eyes.

This kind of look is very familiar, similar to when the girls in the capital saw him appearing with Jun Shuci, with a little bit of anticipation and surprise.

Pei Zhefu went to his heart, and blinked at her: "I wrote it down."

Zuo Ping walked in the back, closed the door and turned around, just in time to see the scene of Pei Zhe winking at Mu Jiao, and immediately frowned: "Master Jiu is not awake yet?"

Mu Jiao raised her head: "There has been no reply, I don't know if she is still asleep."

Zuo Ping took the breakfast in her hand, and glanced at the clothes in Pei Zhe's hand as if nonchalantly: "Don't catch a cold from the wind."

"When I was shopping for food, I bought a decoction to dispel the cold, and I handed it to the inn to heat up in the kitchen. It will be delivered in about a while." Mu Jiao said, sighing softly, "Senior brother, this body Ah, it's always going to be good and bad, but he himself didn't pay attention to it, and he always suffers from the wind and cold, he should have a headache."

After a headache, it's time to think about it again.

The last sentence was swallowed by her, she and Zuo Ping knew it, it was not suitable to say it in front of Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe frowned when he heard the wind blowing and caught cold. Before Jin Lingjiu took off his clothes, he stained his clothes. If it was because of the cold last night, he would be fully responsible. If he hadn't pressed the person against the screen On the other hand, it will not cause Jinling's Jiujie addiction to break out, and the following things will happen.

Mu Jiao knocked on the door again, and when she put down her hand, she sighed softly, "It would be great if I could have a sister-in-law to watch over my brother, otherwise, with his stubborn temper, sooner or later he will toss half his life."

"Someone will watch him." Pei Zhe smiled at her, and calmly pulled the topic away from his sister-in-law, "Yesterday you went to ask about the porcelain kiln, did you get any results?"

The two of them walked for almost half a day, and when they came back, he and Jin Lingjiu had finished kissing, maybe they didn't ask Bao Bao about it, but went to visit the porcelain kiln in person.

Ever since the incident at Pinxianglou, Zuo Ping has taken Jin Lingjiu's words to heart, and strives to do everything without leaks. They also went to learn about the porcelain kiln.

"Leaving Yecheng, walking towards the boundary of Fanbang, there is an abandoned porcelain kiln. In the early years, it was very prosperous. It used to be a city in our dynasty. In several battles, that city was the main battlefield, and the people in the city would rather die than surrender, and were slaughtered in the end."

"Since then, that city has been occupied by foreign tribes. They don't know how to make porcelain, and a large number of porcelain kilns in the city have been abandoned. Although the conflict between our dynasty and the foreign tribes eased, the city and its residents died tragically. However, it is still difficult to be forgiven by the people, so not many people from me went to settle in that city."

A trace of pain flashed in Pei Zhe's eyes: "Are you talking about Baihua City?"

Since the founding of the dynasty, only Baihua City was slaughtered.

Now the imperial court and Fanbang maintain a balanced situation, and they will not bring up old accounts again, so not many young people know about this matter, but when it comes to Baihua City, people of the older generation can say a few words.

Zuo Ping nodded: "That's the name."

Pei Zhe let out a long sigh: "The white porcelain in Baihua City is the most famous in the world. It is known as the capital of porcelain. It is one of the three major cities in Kyushu. It is named 'Baihua' because the sun shines on the white porcelain and folds a white brilliance. , what happened back then, even now, still makes me sad when I think about it.”

The Three Great Cities of Kyushu was a term used in the early years. Few people would call it that now. Mu Jiao only heard it in conversations between her father and master. Tanhua Lang, who is about the same age as her, actually knows this.

It was just for testing before, but now I am really curious.

Pei Zhe asked again: "The previous caravan said that Baihua City is evil, so what's going on?"

"There are rumors that there are ghosts there." Zuo Ping told what he heard one by one, "Since Baihua City was slaughtered, the porcelain kilns have been abandoned, and no one lives in the city. The people went to live in Baihua City, and they also found people who were good at making porcelain, hoping to reproduce the prosperity of Baihua City. People lived in it one after another, and the Fanbang royal family also supported the caravans to come to Baihua City. , the whole city was full of crying, and the mourning was endless, and besides, the caravan that went to Baihua City did not come out safe and sound."

Pei Zhe didn't expect it to be this kind of evil, and he frowned after hearing this: "What does it mean that he didn't come out safe and sound, dead or missing?"

Zuo Ping: "It can be regarded as missing. So far, there have been nearly ten large and small convoys that have disappeared after entering Baihua City. There are no people alive or dead. Everyone says that Baihua City is very evil, and they also say that it is the people who died in the city in vain. Come back for revenge."

It would not be enough to come back for revenge, Pei Zhe seemed to sigh but said: "Even so, there are still caravans chasing after you."

"People die for money and birds die for food. Some people are willing to risk their lives for extra wealth." Zuo Ping looked indifferent, without a hint of sympathy, "Because of the strong support of the Fanbang royal family, the caravan entering Baihua City is Not much more, recently there was news that the royal family had found a master who exorcises ghosts, and the situation in Baihua City has improved."

Pei Zhe shook his head: "It's just pretending to be a ghost."

He didn't know if he was talking about the haunting in Baihua City, or the fact that the Fanbang royal family asked the so-called master to exorcise ghosts.

The door opened, and everyone's topic about Baihua City ended for the time being.

Jin Lingjiu came out with unruly hair, and his face still looked tired after waking up. When he raised his eyes and saw Pei Zhe, he was slightly startled: "Why did you come so early?"

He moved his eyes down and saw the clothes in Pei Zhe's hands: "Is the washing done?"

Zuo Ping dragged Mu Jiao into the room, put the breakfast on the table one by one, and went downstairs together, leaving the two of them talking.

Jin Lingjiu was not fully awake yet, and stood blankly at the door. Pei Zhe's heart moved slightly, and he pushed him into the room: "I haven't washed it yet, but I miss Xiao Jiuer all night, so I can't sleep, so I came here to see you." .”

Sleeping late and suffering from a headache, the time for Jin Lingjiu to regain his composure was prolonged. At this moment, he was still in a daze: "Look at me?"

Pei Zhe smiled: "Look at you, naturally it is to relieve the pain of lovesickness."

After being pushed to sit down and smelling the aroma of food, Jin Lingjiu finally came to his senses, understood what Pei Zhe said just now, and began to answer with ease: "The pain of lovesickness?"

He was only wearing an undershirt, which was very irregular, but he was not at all ashamed, as if Pei Zhe was really his long-time friend.

The clothes that I had been hugging all night were put down, and Pei Zhe propped his chin: "Well, after the kiss yesterday, I felt that I was unbearably in love, so I came to see you."

Today's Pei Zhe was too abnormal to bring up this matter on his own initiative, which made Jin Lingjiu a little confused. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up and went to wash up, so as to escape his overly ambiguous gaze.

Pei Zhe smirked slightly in his heart, and his lowered eyelashes flickered, covering the unclear emotions in his eyes.

The bedding on the bed hadn't been cleaned yet, and the whole room felt like a lazy just waking up.

Jin Lingjiu's thoughts calmed down, and when he thought about what happened last night, he couldn't tell what it was like, only one thought remained: So it wasn't a dream.

After waking up in the morning without drinking water, his throat was dry. He couldn't help but licked his lower lip. The smell of blood and the pain on his lower lip woke him up. Only then did he realize that there was a small cut on his lip.

I don't know if it was broken while washing, or last night.

Pei Zhe had seen Jinlingjiu many times, but he was not serious at this moment. He sized up Jinlingjiu's facial features and watched him wash carefully.

By the Huai River, on a painting boat, when we met for the first time, Jinling Jiufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was gorgeous, his long hair was loose like a waterfall, and there was a lazy and natural arrogance all over his body. The most handsome man can be remembered with just one glance.

At that time, the dew was deeper and the moonlight was pouring down. Standing on the bank of the river, Pei Zhe saw Jin Lingjiu's side face, showing no expression. Banxian.

He was like a monk who had practiced penance for a long time, and he broke the precepts uncontrollably.

It was only later that I realized that it was not the breaking of the precepts, but that the practice he set for himself had come to an end.

Later, the two had their own thoughts, and when they were competitive, they didn't speak clearly, but they just came and went.

The human mind is the same as a chess game, every move is a calculation, if you want to win, you have to break the game set by the opponent, Pei Zhe thinks that Jin Lingjiu must be a master of chess layout.

He himself is also a master of the game, he knows the tricks and knows not to act emotionally, but he just couldn't help it.

So there was last night's kiss.

The more Pei Zhe thought about it, the more annoying he became.

He knew what he was fussing about, and that damn, his only sentimentality made him feel unsatisfied.

He wanted to pull the fairy from the sky to fall into the world of mortals, and wanted Jin Lingjiu to accompany him again.

No matter what Jin Lingjiu's identity is, no matter what schemes he has, even if...

"Pei Lang."

Pei Zhe's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked up.

Jin Lingjiu wiped his hands clean with a handkerchief, and licked his lips: "You bit my lip last night."

Pei Zhe's heart tightened suddenly, he couldn't speak, and just looked at him motionless.

Jin Lingjiu came over, bent down, put his arms on the table, and trapped Pei Zhe between his chest and the table: "I was too busy yesterday, I forgot to do something, I have been thinking about it for a long time since I came back."

Pei Zhe hoarsely said: "What's the matter?"

The distance between the two of them was too close, the heat from their breath hit each other's faces, and as soon as he raised his head, he could almost kiss Jin Lingjiu's chin.

Pei Zhe admitted that he was obsessed with ghosts.

But Jinling Jiu is probably about the same.

As soon as Pei Zhe raised his head, a finger rubbed against his lips, pressed his lips and poked in, and scraped the tip of his tongue.

Jin Lingjiu still had the same indifferent expression: "Last night I couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, I always felt that I lost something."

Pei Zhe tasted the scent of soap on Jinling Jiu's fingers, it was very faint.

Rarely, he got confused, subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, didn't allow his teeth to clench, and almost indulged the messy fingers in his mouth, and couldn't even ask "what's the loss?"

Saliva slid down the corners of his mouth, Pei Zhe felt the tip of his tongue being hooked slightly, and a rush of blood rushed to the top of his head. Before he could react, Jin Lingjiu covered his wet lips after washing.

A faint smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth, completely covering the scent of soap tasted on the tip of the tongue.

Pei Zhe's head exploded with a buzz.

The hand on his side pressed his shoulder, gently turned his body, let his back rest on the table, then pinched his chin, forcing him to look up.

Jin Lingjiu's hand was very strong, and the hand on his chin was tightened again: "I am a person who does not suffer."

Pei Zhe suffered from pain and couldn't help shouting urgently, but he was sneaked in. He blurted out a name he knew by heart: "Jinling Jiu..."

……

The room was very quiet, Jin Lingjiu ate very elegantly, there was almost no sound.

Pei Zhe licked the bitten wound on his lips, and understood what he meant by saying "no loss". It's not just as simple as kissing back, even the wound...

"What are you thinking about, so preoccupied?" Jin Lingjiu put down his chopsticks and looked at him leisurely, with a half-smile, "Have you solved the case at the Nephrite Jade Pavilion? Don't let Pei Lang miss the job because of me."

Pei folded his mind and looked at him steadfastly: "I can't miss it, I came to you for business."

The author has something to say:

I'm late, sorry, sorry, this is from yesterday, and there is another update today.