Beauty is sick

Jin Lingjiu pressed his back against the wall, breathing heavily, his eyelids slightly closed, trembling uncontrollably.

Mingming said "Look at me", but kept his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was escaping from reality or restraining something.

Pei Zhe's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and his heart was sore and astringent. He suddenly remembered what he said when Jin Lingjiu showed a sick side in front of him for the first time in the Nephrite Hall.

——"Jinling Jiu, look at me, I'm here."

——"You can see me in front of you when you open your eyes, and you can feel what I'm doing to you when you close your eyes. Jin Lingjiu, don't be afraid."

——"I'm with you."

Jin Lingjiu said just now.

—— "Pei Zhe, look at me."

There is no love between men and men in the sage books, but Pei Zhe understood what he wanted to express.

He was afraid, and the innocent and aloof Ninth Young Master was afraid.

If this is me, will you stay?

Pei Zhe smiled helplessly, the distress in his eyes was mixed with tenderness, maybe Jin Lingjiu would never know, for him, he couldn't have a second answer.

No matter whether Jin Lingjiu is the person he is looking for, no matter whether there is an insurmountable gap between them, he will always have only one answer. He may have hesitated before, but at this moment, Pei Zhe is absolutely sure.

"I am looking at you."

That's him.

"Jinling Jiu, look at me too."

There will never be anyone else.

"I will always be by your side."

From the beginning to the end, it was impossible to be someone other than Jin Lingjiu.

"I am pleased with you."

The last sound was very soft, almost just a movement of the lips, as gentle as the moonlight.

At the same time, Pei Zhe's hand was also cut on the back of Jin Lingjiu's neck.

The person who just opened his eyes still had a deep dark color that hadn't faded at the bottom of his eyes. Before he woke up, he lost consciousness in the next second and fell into Pei Zhe's arms.

The relaxed Jin Lingjiu was not aggressive at all, and his gorgeous face also showed a trace of tranquility, which was even more pitiful.

Pei Zhe hugged his waist tightly, let him lean on his body, and then walked along the way he used to travel.

Jin Lingjiu's state was very strange, as if he couldn't control himself. This was not a simple illness. Pei Zhe had a guess in his heart. In order to prevent accidents and stimulate Jin Lingjiu even more, he shot and knocked people unconscious.

At this time, the sky was already dark, without any hesitation, Pei Zhe took Jinling Jiuyi and left Feng Tingyu's mansion without even breathing, and went straight to the inn where they were staying.

If Jin Lingjiu was still awake, he would definitely be surprised. Tan Hualang, who has been pretending to be an ordinary person, is really as he guessed, capable of martial arts, and not an ordinary person.

After the first illness in Jinling Jiu, Pei Zhe kept his mind on it. After returning to Huaizhou City from Yecheng, he went to find Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu has been practicing medicine for many years, and he has learned a lot, and has dabbled in various strange diseases.

He concealed Jin Lingjiu's identity, fabricated a story, described the disease, and asked Mr. Wu if he had heard of this strange disease and what caused it.

Because he didn't see it with his own eyes, Mr. Wu didn't jump to conclusions, but just gave a few more pertinent reference opinions, so that he shouldn't believe it completely.

In addition to the natural reasons, Mr. Wu also listed several possibilities: first, it may be that he saw too impactful pictures in his childhood, so that he was unknowingly affected; second, he had suffered inhuman trauma Torture, the body still retains that kind of memory. When it feels danger, it subconsciously wants to resist in a more violent way; third, it is controlled by drugs. In layman's terms, it means being poisoned.

At that time, Mr. Wu specifically emphasized that the third one might be uncontrollable, which was not consistent with Pei Zhe's description.

Pei Zhe looked down at the person in his arms, and there was a trace of coldness in his tender eyes.

He originally ruled out the possibility of poisoning. In the nephrite hall, Jin Lingjiu reacted only when he saw the room of the corpse, which was in line with the first two possibilities mentioned by Mr. Wu.

But now it seems that the third possibility that has been ruled out is the one that best suits Jinling Jiu's situation at the moment.

Pei Zhe is not willing to believe this conclusion. What a proud person Jin Lingjiu is, and what kind of power is the number one under heaven. In this position, there are only a handful of people who can poison him without being discovered. He is someone he trusts very much.

Pei Zhe took Jinling Jiu back to the inn. The arson incident has not subsided yet, and there must be people in the city who listen to the wind and rain. If they go out ostentatiously, they will be arrested without doing anything.

After seeing the prince and Feng Tingyu collude with each other to treason with his own eyes, Pei Zhe knew that his plan could not continue as before, and the worries in his heart also reached their peak after watching Jinling Jiu go wrong.

Things are different. The people in the caravan may not be rescued safely. He must pass the news to Wei Duo as soon as possible. It's dangerous.

Pei Zhe didn't rush to find a doctor to check Jinlingjiu's pulse. Jinlingjiu is such a cautious person. He must have had someone check his pulse before. If he was really poisoned, it is impossible not to find out.

Unless the poison in his body is very uncommon, ordinary doctors can't diagnose it.

Pei Zhe didn't place his hopes in Baihua City. He had already made up his mind about who he would take Jinling Jiu to. If it was finally found out that someone had poisoned him, he would definitely try to find that person at all costs.

Anyone who is familiar with Pei Zhe knows that he holds grudges very much. If he offends him and is missed by him, he will lose his skin even if he does not die. However, Pei Zhe seldom takes the initiative to make enemies. Jinling Jiu is his top priority. People, pampered and held, who dare to bully him, must be prepared to be retaliated by him.

The sky was getting brighter, but there was no sound outside. Compared with the past, it was too quiet.

This place is very close to Feng Tingyu's residence. Due to the incident of running into the water last night, the number of guards patrolling nearby has more than doubled, bringing a heavy sense of oppression invisibly.

He used a lot of strength, and Jin Lingjiu had to sleep for a while, so Pei Zhe asked a buddy for hot water and towels, wiped Jin Lingjiu's face, and then climbed into bed.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to leave Jin Lingjiu alone in the inn. Anyway, it was very chaotic outside, so it was better to go back to sleep and then make plans.

After making up his mind, Pei Zhe lay down next to Jin Lingjiu with peace of mind.

The bed was not big, and it was a bit crowded for two people to cover the two quilts. Pei Zhe didn't hesitate at all, and kicked a quilt to his feet, and then covered a quilt with Jinling Jiuhe.

I have done all the more intimate things, and still care about this?

The gentleman's passion ends with courtesy, Pei Zhe felt that he had expressed his heart just now, although Jin Lingjiu might not have heard it, but the gift he gave has come, even if it is closer, it doesn't matter.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Renbao into his arms.

Since the age of nine, Pei Zhe has never slept with anyone else. When he was a child, he didn't understand love, so it was insignificant. Now it can be regarded as the first time he slept with someone.

Covered with a quilt, it was too intimate, his blood was burning in his heart, and his whole body was inevitably excited.

Jin Lingjiu was in a deep sleep, when he hit the knife with his hand, he immediately let go of his strength, relaxed both physically and mentally, and now he was nestling obediently in Pei Zhe's arms, with the cold fragrance of plum blossoms lingering between the bedding.

Pei Zhe sighed helplessly. He was warm and soft in his arms, but he didn't dare to move at all. It was close enough to get someone into his arms. Anything that was too much could be called Meng Lang.

His little Jiu'er is so nice, he couldn't bear to be abrupt.

Pei Zhe lay upright on the bed, looking at the top of the bed, waiting for the agitation in his body to subside slowly.

He yawned, and when he fell asleep in a daze, he always felt that he had forgotten something.

What's the matter?Forget it, let's talk when we wake up.

On the other side, after leaving Feng Tingyu's mansion, Yun Wuyang rushed to the porcelain kiln non-stop, preparing to report the great things he discovered to his young master.

After leaving the opera garden, he followed Feng Tingyu all the way to the mansion.

Feng Tingyu didn't do anything after returning to the mansion. After dinner, he went back to his room to rest. He looked in the dark for a long time, but he didn't find anything unusual. When he was wondering whether to leave, he found that other than him , There are also people hiding in the dark.

The two of them were very agile, set fire to Feng Tingyu's bedroom, and then left.

Yun Wuyang cated for several hours, he came earlier than these two people, and his hiding place was relatively hidden, so he was not discovered by these two people.

There was a lot of fire, and after Yun Wuyang came back to his senses, the house was already in chaos, he didn't dare to stay for long, took advantage of the chaos and ran away, and then he didn't dare to delay at all, and ran directly to the porcelain kiln.

When he arrived at the porcelain kiln, it was still dark, and the slight sigh was creepy, Yun Wuyang endured the cold and began to look for his young master.

At that time they made an appointment to meet at the porcelain kiln, but Yun Wuyang couldn't see Pei Zhe after searching for a long time. Just when he was wondering if his son was trapped, he suddenly found a mark on a porcelain kiln, which was Pei Zhe. Fold customary notation.

Since the mark can be engraved, it can be seen that Pei Zhe can move freely.

So Yun Wuyang squatted down at the door of the porcelain kiln, waiting for Pei Zhe to appear.

After waiting for the misty morning, waiting for the sun to rise three poles, and waiting until his stomach was screaming with hunger, he didn't wait for Pei Zhe.

Yun Wuyang was numb from waiting, his head and legs were numb, and he was about to get up and move around, when he saw a group of people coming not far away, Feng Tingyu and his guards.