Villain, do you remember that I am a stand-in?

"Fang Yingqing...?" Ji Xiaoguang was surprised.

Before the baby face woke up, it wasn't that he didn't think about who would do it. He had doubts about the square-faced person in charge, Lin Yao, or someone with high authority in the Xiaoyun sect.

But for Fang Yingqing, he didn't understand why he would do this.

And Babyface closed his eyes, which was acquiescing to this fact.

All conflicts are based on conflicts of interest. Fang Yingqing will sell her baby face, possibly out of dissatisfaction with the loss of herbal medicines, or simply to vent her anger.

The baby face was still in good condition, so he intermittently talked about what happened after being whipped in Xiaoyun Mountain.

The night is slightly cool, unlike Xiaoyun Mountain, there are still passers-by in twos and threes getting drunk and having fun on Xuanle City Street even at this hour.

The window sills were half closed to hide the noise outside, and the candlelight danced. Ji Xiaoguang sat on the round stool beside the bed with a dignified expression.

"You mean, you were sold off the mountain a month ago?"

The baby face nodded: "That day I was still recuperating in my bedroom, in broad daylight, suddenly a few men broke in, bound my hands and feet, gagged me, and just checked me in through a narrow path behind Xiaoyun Mountain go out."

"Everything happened so suddenly. I didn't know who was going to harm me. At that time, they covered my mouth and passed out. When I woke up and heard what they said, the young man next to the deputy commander, I knew who killed me. Sold it."

It seems that it was Fang Yingqing's instruction and Gu Xiaocheng's instructions.Although I don't know the reason, Gu Xiaocheng would not disagree with such innocuous things as selling a handyman secretly.

Ji Xiaoguang couldn't help feeling annoyed, if he had insisted on taking the baby face back, with Shen Lianting around, they wouldn't have acted so arrogantly.

He blurted out and asked, "What about Lin Yao? Didn't he know it at all? He kept saying that he would take care of you, but at the critical moment..."

Clenched fists landed on his thighs, Ji Xiaoguang let out a long breath, thinking that this guy is really the most unreliable.

"I don't blame Senior Brother Lin." Although Babyface has a hard life, but his nature is good and evil, he can't help but defend him.

"Brother Lin treated me well. He would come to see me every few days. When he asked me what I wanted, I told him. He also took care of some people. It's already considered the utmost kindness."

Speaking of this, the baby face paused, and the corners of the dry white and colorless mouth opened slightly.

"Although he is sometimes fierce and looks like he has no one in his eyes, he has a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart. There is one certain thing in his heart, and he will never turn back no matter what."

Between Ji Xiaoguang and what happened to him, Ji Xiaoguang held the attitude of learning from the past, but still refused to accept: "Then what happened to him after you were tied down the mountain? It's impossible not to know anything about it?"

"I don't know..." At this point, the baby's face was gloomy, but he was too weak to distinguish his emotions when he spoke.

"For nearly half a month, Senior Brother Lin didn't come to see me again. Later, I heard that he caused some trouble because of a boy. After being found out by Elder Lin, he reprimanded me and locked me up."

Ji Xiaoguang felt bad when he heard half of it, because he knew that Lin Yao was busy blocking him for half a month, and later he said that he loved him because of the matter in Baoqi Pavilion.

Glancing secretly at Shen Lianting who was sitting quietly next to him, seeing that there was nothing wrong with the latter and still had a cold face, he was relieved.

Seeing his strange expression, Baby Face said, "Young Master Ji, do you know anything?"

Ji Xiaoguang smiled dryly, "No, I don't know."

He didn't want to continue this topic, so he quickly said: "You don't have to call me Mr. Ji, it's too old, call me Xiaoguang."

The baby face was probably too weak, so she didn't refuse, and agreed after a moment of hesitation.

"correct."

It was late at night, and it was inconvenient for Ji Xiaoguang to ask too many questions, so he asked him to have a good rest, and asked Shen Lianting suddenly when he walked to the door.

"I haven't known your name for so long."

The baby face froze for a moment, then raised her head reluctantly, and said every word.

"My name is Lin Can, splendid Can."

Hearing that Ji Xiaoguang was inexplicably depressed, but he just smiled, waved to him and closed the door.

This word is such a good metaphor, but life is so gray and hopeless.

Ji Xiaoguang didn't tell Lin Can that the scars on his body could not be removed, but only told him to recover from his illness with peace of mind.

And Shen Lianting took him to play in Xuanle City for the next few days. Except for the imperial palace, Ji Xiaoguang almost visited all the places in the imperial capital.

At first he was very interested, because he could see new and interesting things every day, but gradually, he didn't want to go out much.

From morning to night, he walked back to the inn under the dim lights. He was so tired that he lost his appetite and wanted to eat a few bites before going to sleep, but Shen Lianting insisted that he eat more.

Later, he could fall asleep with the bowl in his hand, so sometimes Shen Lianting coaxed him to feed him the food.

After getting up early in the morning and going out with Shen Lianting, his slender legs were already tired and limp like noodles.

"Xiaoguang? Xiaoguang?"

Shen Lianting tentatively called him several times before he suddenly opened his sleepy eyes, held his chopsticks and raised his head from the rice bowl.

"what?!"

Shen Lianting brushed away the rice grains on his cheeks, and said politely: "Let's go to Xuanle South City in a while, there is a bridge there..."

Ji Xiaoguang's head was groggy, he didn't know what time it was, squinted his eyes, and lowered his head heavily to return to the bowl.

"I want to take you to see..."

Shen Lianting said that he didn't see any response from him, and when he saw Ji Xiaoguang fell asleep again, he sighed softly, got up and took the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, trying to hug him to the bed.

This movement Ji Xiaoguang woke up in vain, grabbed Shen Lianting's sleeve, as if he had made a major decision, and murmured wanting to cry without tears.

"Shen Lianting, you, aren't you here to do some private business? We've been playing for a few days? Why don't you just keep busy with your business and really leave me alone!"

Shen Lianting couldn't laugh or cry: "Have you played enough?"

Ji Xiaoguang resolutely said: "I will never go out again!"

There was a smile in Shen Lianting's eyes: "If you've had enough fun, that's all..."

Ji Xiaoguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, his eyelids sank, and he fell asleep firmly in Shen Lianting's arms.

He slept for a day and a night after this sleep, and he was so dizzy that he didn't have a sense of the time until noon the next day when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Shen Lianting, someone..."

Ji Xiaoguang nestled in the cool blanket and felt refreshed all over. He wanted to turn over and continue to sleep, but the knock on the door kept ringing in his ears, and he couldn't shake it away.

"Who is it!" He turned over and sat up, with a strong wake-up tone in his tone.

After his thoughts were withdrawn from sleepiness, he looked at the elegant and gorgeous decorations in Tianhao Room, and called Shen Lianting several times, but no one answered, only then did he realize that he was the only one in the guest room.

Just as he was wondering where Shen Lianting had gone, there was another knock on the door. Just now he thought it was a dream, so he threw off the blanket and ran to open the door barefoot.

He quickly opened the door latch, and caught sight of the person who came at the door unexpectedly. Xu Ziying was holding a bunch of keys, leaning against the door with his waist bent.

Ji Xiaoguang: "..."

Xu Ziying: "..."

After a while, Ji Xiaoguang said, "What's your job, shopkeeper?"

Xu Ziying circulated her colored contact lenses, hid the key behind her back, and said kindly, "Hahaha, it's nothing, you haven't been out of the house for a whole day, I checked the room and thought there was nothing, so I thought something was wrong, and I wanted to bring the key to see."

Ji Xiaoguang yawned and left the door for Xu Ziying to come in, while he went back to get dressed.

Xu Ziying stepped in and unconsciously checked back and forth to see if there was any damage or uncleanness, so that he could find the place for compensation. It basically became an instinct.

After Ji Xiaoguang finished dressing, he sat at the table and drank tea: "Shopkeeper, this is..."

Xu Ziying looked around twice, and then stared at the high-quality sandalwood canopy bed for a few times, his eyes were determined and full of deep meaning.

Ji Xiaoguang suddenly felt something was wrong, he swallowed his tea first, then put the teacup on the table steadily, and said, "Shopkeeper, do you...do you have any problems on the bed?"

Hearing this, Xu Ziying looked at him suspiciously, then laughed quickly.

"Look at what you said!" After thinking for a while, he added: "That's right, the bed in the shop is made of Jiangling sandalwood specially ordered by someone. If it shakes too much, it will easily fall apart."

Just as Ji Xiaoguang was about to speak, Xu Ziying rushed to answer: "But! The sound insulation of this store is very good, you won't be heard even if you shout out your throat, don't worry about that!"

Ji Xiaoguang was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head to show that he knew.

But Xu Ziyinglai probably couldn't just focus on this one thing, or he, the owner of a hotel chain, came to him at noon just to sell the sound insulation effect of the room?

As the two sat and stood, Ji Xiaoguang watched as the smile on Xu Ziying's face gradually faded, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was deliberating, but hesitant to speak.

After a long time, Ji Xiaoguang asked with a straight face, "Who are you, the shopkeeper..."

Before he could speak, Xu Ziying suddenly rushed over and grabbed his hand, and said suspiciously: "Your man and my guy just said they have something to discuss."

Ji Xiaoguang finally knows where Shen Lianting has gone, what else is my man, what a strange name this is!

He felt his face was burning, and said indiscriminately, "Why, what's wrong?"

"It's so mysterious, I'm not allowed to eavesdrop." Xu Ziying frowned with her delicate eyebrows.

Ji Xiaoguang asked: "And then?"

Xu Ziying's face was serious, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly expressed his conjecture: "I suspect that Lord Hou is hiding money from his house."

"Ah? Ah!?" Thinking it was a big deal, Ji Xiaoguang felt as if he had been hit by a stick, holding his chest and saying weakly: "Oh..."

"Oh?" Xu Ziying drew the end of the voice, as if hearing something strange, looked Ji Xiaoguang up and down: "You don't care about the money."

Ji Xiaoguang was uncomfortable being watched by him, but he always felt something weird in his heart, but he could only follow the words: "No, the money bag has always been in Shen Lianting's hands, um, I don't care."

He is only in charge of flowers.

Seeing Ji Xiaoguang's whiteness and tenderness, he knew that he was always weak at home and could only rely on men. Xu Ziying swallowed the words for now, and shook his sleeves: "That's all."

"Is there anything else, shopkeeper?" Without saying anything for a long time, Ji Xiaoguang rubbed his belly that had already sung an empty city plan, and his whole body was listless.

"Oh yes." Xu Ziying fluttered her eyelashes, pulled Ji Xiaoguang up and walked out.

"What are you going to do?"

A smirk curled up on the corner of Xu Ziying's lips: "Let's go and see what the two of them are doing."

[The author has something to say]: It's too late, proofread tomorrow|? '-'? )? ?