It's better to fall in love than abuse scum [Quick Transmigration]

The morning sun was just rising, the birds were chirping, and suddenly a clear female voice came into the courtyard.

"Master!" Zhao Rushi, who was dressed in a blue and white martial robe, rolled into the passenger compartment like the wind, and there was a rare trace of childish joy on his face that was pretending to be old-fashioned, and even the corners of his eyes and brows were covered with a pleasant smile.

She ran into the courtyard while shouting, and just as she was about to push the door, the door of the next room opened.

Zhao Kuangfei, whose outer robe was not tied tightly, stepped out and stopped in front of Zhou Chi's room, successfully stopping Zhao Rushi's pace.

Zhao Rushi stopped abruptly, his face full of doubts, Zhao Kuang said: "The young master just fell asleep, don't wake him up."

Zhao Rushi was stunned for a moment, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he responded in a low voice: "Oh..." Then he tiptoed slightly, poked his head out from Zhao Kuang's side, and glanced unwillingly into the passenger compartment with the doors and windows tightly closed, and finally Withdrawing his gaze, he pursed his lips aggrievedly.

"I heard that Master is injured, can't I go in and have a look?"

"It's not impossible, it's just that he just fell asleep for less than a moment, so you can come and see him later."

"OK then……"

Zhao Rushi was disappointed, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Zhou Chi's voice suddenly came from inside the door: "Is that so?"

Zhao Rushi immediately retracted the leg that was about to step forward, and said in response, "It's me!"

The room was quiet for a while, and just when Zhao Rushi couldn't help but want to poke his head to look again, the door opened, and Zhou Chi, who had changed into a white nightgown, came out, probably because he didn't get enough sleep, and there was a trace of lingering on his fair face. tiredness.

Zhao Kuang had no choice but to say, "You have injuries on your body, you just closed your eyes for less than a moment, you shouldn't get up."

"It's just a small injury, and it's been bandaged, so it's fine." Zhou Chi said, meeting Zhao Rushi's worried eyes, and deliberately changed the subject, "Is it okay these few days? You can still get used to eating, wearing and living. ? Can I teach you the footwork for a while?"

Zhao Rushi met Zhou Chi as he wished, and saw that although his complexion was not very good, he moved freely, so he let go of his heart a lot.

She said: "I'm fine. Master, go back and rest quickly. I'm going to practice too."

Zhou Chi said: "Okay, you can go."

Zhao Rushi nodded, and reluctantly left the yard. The dependent look on her face made her a lot cute.

Zhou Chi watched Zhao Rushi leave the yard, and then he diverted his attention to Zhao Kuang who was beside him.

He has been in this game world for a long time. If there is no accident, Zhao Kuang should be the number one male supporting role in this world, but I don't know why he has the same aura as Zhang Chen. Could it be that they are the same set of data?

After thinking about it, Fang Zhen came and saw them standing opposite each other, with their robes slightly unbuttoned and their black hair untied, he couldn't help but wondered: "Little Engong, Palace Master Zhou, what are you doing? "

Zhao Kuang hurriedly put on his outer robe and greeted him: "Uncle Fang Shi, did you catch the medicine?"

Fang Zhen laughed and said, "Little benefactor guessed right. I've asked someone to cook the medicine. It's for external application."

As he said that, he threw over a small cloth bag, which contained five small azure porcelain bottles. Zhao Kuang took out one bottle, pulled out the cork, took a sip, and said gratefully: "It's really troublesome Fang Shishu, then I will give it to you first." The young master applies the medicine."

Fang Zhen said: "Little benefactor, don't be too polite, then Fang will leave first, you can rest for a while."

Zhao Kuang said yes, and after Fang Zhen left, he signaled Zhou Chi to come in and rub the medicine.

Zhou Chi had many wounds on his body, most of the wounds had been bandaged up by the internal doctor in the village before, but the sword wound on his shoulder was already festered due to dungeon water, so he needed to use anti-inflammatory and purulent wound medicine Topical application.

The two entered the room together, Zhou Chi seemed to be indifferent, but in fact he pulled down his clothes in embarrassment.

The injury was on the left shoulder. Zhou Chi half pulled down his nightgown, and the red and festering shoulder jumped into view. Zhao Kuang's complexion instantly sank, his lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome eyebrows were deeply frowned. From the beginning of debridement to the end Bandaged, his brows did not relax.

After touching a cup of tea, Zhao Kuang treated the wound for him and put on a bandage: "It's still early, young master, let's go to sleep again."

"No." Zhou Chi moved his left shoulder, which was wrapped like a mummy, and looked up at Zhao Kuang. There was an accident. Also, I want you to do something for me."

Zhao Kuang, who was packing up the medicine bottles, paused, then turned around and said, "Young Master, just give orders."

On the other side, in Han Jing's study in Daolin Villa.

Han Yi, who had torn off his mask, stood on one side of the desk, and on the other side were Han Jing, Lu Yiming, Ji Shui and others.

"...It was my nephew who was careless. He used me to escape from the villa, and asked my uncle to punish me." Han Yi clasped his fists and said.

"We underestimated him, so we can't blame you." Han Jing said, his eyes darkened, "It's just that he has escaped from us several times, and played with us in the applause. It would be a joke if he said it, so we have to take care of him." Plan and plan."

"I think you are thinking too much! As I said earlier, if you can whip people and hang them outside the mountain gate, as long as you can attract Zhao Kuang, you will naturally be able to ask about the whereabouts of Shanhe Ling. If you don't listen, you have to play some tricks. Now that everyone has run away, what else is there to plan?" Ji Shui said dissatisfied.

"You little boy!" Lu Yiming, who was over fifty years old, immediately said, "Who wouldn't do it afterwards? What's the point of talking about it now?!"

Ji Shui rolled his eyes: "Don't let me talk about it before it happens, and don't let me say it after it happened?"

Lu Yiming said angrily: "You are too rude, you have to say everything, so what shall we say!"

Ji Shui said: "If you have nothing to say, just shut up."

Lu Yiming was furious, and seeing that he was about to argue with Ji Shui again, Han Yi hurriedly said: "What uncle said is that the monster Zhou Chi is determined to compete with uncle, and he will come to the door again after he recovers from his injury. This time we It needs to be prepared early.”

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Shui, "That day when Zhao Kuang came to rob people, he used a kind of mist, which was very effective..."

"Moving like a mountain of smoke? This can be solved." Ji Shui said.

"That's good." Han Yi said, "Soldiers never tire of cheating. The smoke is too powerful. It is always right for us to be prepared in advance. In addition, we need to strengthen the defense of the villa and do a good job of monitoring. Once they appear, we will send people immediately Take it down. Or maybe we can retaliate against them in the same way as others, and directly confuse them with smoke, can this be done?"

Received Han Yi's gaze, Ji Shui nodded: "I developed the immovable smoke, if you give me ten days, I will be able to develop a colorless and invisible smoke that is even more powerful than the immovable mountain." Get smoked."

Han Yi nodded, and they got together to discuss again. Seeing that the sun was rising, they finally finished their plot.

Ji Shui yawned and left the study before Lu Yiming.

When Lu Yiming saw this, the beard on his chin trembled, and he also walked out of the study angrily.

Han Jing looked at Han Yi who was still standing there strangely: "Is there anything else?"

Hearing this, Han Yi first gritted his teeth silently, and then said: "My nephew has always known about the battle between the Zhou and Zhao families and my Han family more than 20 years ago, but he has never explored the reason behind it. I don't know what was the reason for the war? Did the family take my Han family's Shanhe decree?"

Han Jing's face darkened immediately: "Do you think there was something hidden in the war back then?"

"No, nephew..."

"The Zhao family was declining day by day. The ancestors of my Han family couldn't bear to see his great sect decline, so they kindly borrowed the Shanhe Token. However, the descendants of the Zhao family were shameless. Master, there is nothing hidden in this!"

Han Jing looked serious, and when the last word fell, Han Yi only felt his mind shake, obviously the other party used internal force to admonish him.

Han Yi immediately restrained his expression and didn't dare to ask any more questions, but he still didn't leave.

Han Jing couldn't help asking: "Is there anything else?"

"My nephew has a small request..." Han Yi paused, "I also ask my uncle to promise me."

Han Jing raised his voice and said "Oh": "Let's talk about it."

"Eight or nine days sooner, or one or two months later, Zhou Chi will definitely come. At that time, we will take him down as planned and find out where Shanhe Ling is. My nephew wants to ask my uncle to hand him over to me." Han Yidao.

"Give him to you?" Han Jing raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

"Yes, please promise me, uncle." Han Yi lowered his eyebrows obediently against Han Jing's probing eyes.

After a long time, Han Jing withdrew his gaze from Han Yi, and said, "If you can find out where the Shanhe Order is, that devil Zhou Chi won't be of much use. As long as you can ensure that he doesn't come out to cause trouble again, I'll give it to you." You."

Han Yi was overjoyed, but he didn't show any apology on his face. He hugged him respectfully and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

Han Jing waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, let's make arrangements."

Han Yiying, suppressing the inexplicable emotion rolling in his eyes, stepped back and left the study.