The Words of the Number One

When I hugged him, I really wanted to say, you taught Nan Su Mo Xiao to play the piano, Zi Kou to sing, Lai Ying to manage accounts, and me to play chess. Every single one of them did a fine job, you said that to all those eight girls.

The so-called "proud of you".

So you don't understand how many years I waited for someone to say this to me. Many, many years passed before the person I wished to say that to me was gone.

I didn't remember that I was waiting until I heard this sentence from your mouth.

Although you don't understand, I am still very moved. Because you are one of the few people in this world who are still alive and I cherish, I hope you will find me valuable.

"What will Xiaoyu do if he eats carp?"

Qin Yu's voice brought back my thoughts. I was sitting in the corridor of the courtyard feeding the carp, and Qin Yu was sitting beside me with Xiaoyu in his arms, looking worried.

"If you feed it enough, it won't eat."

Qin Yu nodded, and he stroked the raccoon cat in his arms. Xiaoyu had already gained a lot of weight, so he obediently opened her belly for him to touch.

He said that the government interrogated his father's case, and found out that there was something strange about the old man's death. It is likely that his sons planted it on his father after they killed someone in order to fight for property, so they are investigating. He happily praised the presiding judge for his insight, and he was very grateful to us. I have been listening, from time to time to echo two.

After Qin Yu finished talking about him, he blinked his big eyes and looked at me, and asked hesitantly, "Ma'am, you don't seem to be very happy."

"Of course I'm happy for you."

"No...I'm not talking about my father. Ma'am, you beat Ms. Lu! I heard that Ms. Lu is very good. You beat her in three rounds."

"Yeah, I beat her." I leaned on the railing and said to Qin Yu with a chuckle, "But I lost more."

He is confused.

"Ma'am, you lost?"

"Not yet, but in the future." I patted his head: "You will understand when you grow up."

There were footsteps coming from far and near, accompanied by the crisp sound of jade pieces colliding, I turned my head and saw Ji Yu walking towards me. Okay, shall we eat together?"

I nodded, stood up and held his arm familiarly, and he put my cold hand into his cuff as usual, and said, "You don't know how to pick fish bones, do you? I think you don't touch crucian carp with many bones, but you eat a lot of bass Mother Fang bought mandarin fish today, you should eat more mandarin fish with few spines."

He is still persistently exploring my preferences. He said that we are equal opponents so we always want to beat me.

Why should I like this kind of person? I was invincible, but I was going to fight a losing battle.

Qin Yu's father was found innocent and released not long after. He came to our house to thank him and took Qin Yu away. Only then did I meet the father Qin Yu was talking about——Qin Mu.

He is a man in his late forties, thin and lean, with a beard, and a pair of eyes that are so sharp that he doesn't look like a doctor. Qin Mu has a bit of a temper. Even when he thanked Ji Yu and me, he was stiff and without a smile. It could be seen that he was not used to saying thank you.

He insisted that Qin Yu could not live in vain in our house, and that he had to pay us money, and he refused to give in no matter what. We saw that he didn't look rich, so we asked Qin Yu to come to Ye Mansion to help pay off the debt when he was free, and Qin Mu reluctantly agreed.

Later, I followed Qin Yu to visit Qin Mu's temporary medical clinic. Qin Yu once said that his father was a well-known doctor in his hometown because of his excellent medical skills, but he had a bad temper and often quarreled with patients. This is indeed the case after several contacts. Although Qin Mu's medicine is strange, the medicine has cured his illness, and more and more people come to his clinic. He is also an arrogant person who refuses to bow his head. If someone questions his medical skills or refuses to follow the doctor's advice, I don't think he would mind arguing or even fighting.

Qin Yu also looked very afraid of him.

Within a few days, an accident broke the seemingly peaceful life.

At that time, Mo Lan and I were trying to cook in Yang's mansion, when there was a sudden tremor, dust fell from the room, cupboards overturned and dishes fell to the ground. I was dizzy and dragged Mo Lan, who hadn't reacted, to run outside. Fortunately, she came back to her senses and ran very fast, and we and a group of servants escaped one after another. Although the house was shaken, it was still stable, and Mo Lan's children were unscathed.

After running out, the ground was still not stable. We watched a tall pavilion under construction in the distance collapse, and looked at each other in blank dismay. Mo Lan said in a daze, "Is this...an earthquake?"

"That's right." I couldn't help myself.

Mo Lan looked at the collapsed high pavilion, and suddenly his eyes were fixed: "Yang is going to inspect the construction today... Is that the pavilion?"

Her voice was trembling, and Nanny Zhang hugged her arm with a pale face and comforted her: "Madam, calm down."

Mo Lan's eyes immediately turned red, and she said to Nanny Zhang: "Take care of the children." Then she picked up her skirt and rushed outside, and the countless maids behind her shouted—Madam, it's dangerous!

I chased after her and grabbed her, saying, "Ma'am! There may be aftershocks in a while, you can't..."

She pulled my collar and said with tears in her eyes: "He is my husband, we have agreed, we will live and die together."

I looked into her blood-red eyes, sighed and said, "I'll go with you."

"Sister, you don't have to..."

"Ye Lang is there too."

Today Yang not only went to inspect, but also distributed New Year's Fumi to the craftsmen, so he took Ji Yu with him.

In other words, Ji Yu might be under the collapsed building.

The street was already in a mess, people shouted and ran for help, a few strong servants followed us, and Mo Lan and I ran towards the pavilion quickly. Mo Lan was already in a panic. She turned in the wrong direction several times and was dragged back by me. She smiled wryly and said, "Sister, I'm not as strong as you."

I patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, and she said, "You are not afraid of Boss Ye..."

"I trust him." I said softly.

It's funny, I never believed this guy.

The only thing I believe in is his strength and cunning. Even if he enters the underworld, he can trick Hades to let him come back. I believe him.

When I arrived at the scene where the pavilion collapsed, I couldn't say what I just said.

The entire five-story building collapsed from the second floor, huge wooden piles were broken, bricks were scattered and dust was flying, there were cries for help from unknown sources in the huge ruins, and countless **** and dying The body was carried out, and the face of the breathless corpse on the straw mat could not even be recognized. The surviving people came and went in chaos, and it was like an endless hell.

I stood there in a daze. Mo Lan was about to go crazy when she saw this scene. She shouted Yang Ji's name, crying and dragging the rescuers to interrogate her. Surrounding me were loud shouts, mixed names, shrill and painful screams, dust and blood.

where is he? Those bodies that were carried out? The person calling for help in the ruins? A cold and silent corpse?

should i call him can i call him what do i call him

I don't know what I was thinking, I just blurted it out.

"Ayao!"

I walked towards the huge ruins and shouted loudly like never before in my life: "Ayao! Ayao!"

I don't know what is governing my actions, I stepped on the wrecked wood and bricks, lowered my head to move away the stacked stone slabs and blocks, and shouted A Yao's name without a clue.

Suddenly someone grabbed me, I threw it away subconsciously, and then he hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear: "I am here."

I seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream, all the voices returned to calmness, and the rampant feelings and thoughts suddenly stabilized, from warm to cold. I closed my eyes and opened them again, turned around slowly, and looked into Ji Yu's amber eyes.

He didn't hide his shock and bewilderment.

I smiled and asked, "Are you okay?"

He nodded, looked into my eyes as if he wanted to find some clues, and said, "You..."

Before Ji Yu could speak further, another violent earthquake struck. The rubble under our feet began to collapse again, and he subconsciously hugged me to protect the back of my head. I felt dizzy in the dark, accompanied by the roar of the collapse of the building, and my whole body fell down uncontrollably.

In that moment I actually felt relieved, because I had time to hide myself before he asked a question.

When everything stabilized, I was choked by the dust and coughed non-stop. Even with my eyes open, there was a thick darkness. There was a heavy weight on my leg and I couldn't move, so I could only keep groping around with my hands, and then I touched a familiar warm hand.

That hand also grabbed me, and there was a coughing sound in the darkness, and a voice said, "Part of the pavilion has collapsed again, and we are buried. I am pressed by the wood and can't move. How are you?"

I didn't respond, he was silent for a while, and asked tentatively, "Jiujiu?"

I still haven't heard back.

"Nine nine!"

The hand that grabbed me used all its strength, and it was still trembling a little. While coughing, he raised his voice: "Jiang Jiuqing! Wake up!"

"Hey." I replied unhurriedly.

He was quiet for a while and asked, "Did you deliberately not reply to me?"

I just suddenly thought what if he thought something happened to me? Will you worry as much as I do. But I won't tell him.

"I was just stunned for a while, and I was also suppressed, so I shouldn't be injured." I said.

He paused while holding my hand, he is never so easily fooled by me on weekdays, but at this moment he has more concerns.

"I've never seen you so flustered like just now, are you worried about me?"

He still asked.

"That's natural. We are a loving couple. Normally, I should cry like Mo Lan, but I can't cry. Besides, only you know the antidote for the poison in my body. If you die, I will only die. "

I spoke in a calm and calm tone as usual.

"You call me Ayao." He still didn't intend to let me go.

"Mo Lan called Yang Ji by his nickname. I thought maybe I should call a more intimate name to make it look real, but I didn't know what pet name to use for you, so I remembered that Gu Ling called you once." Ah Yao'. If you want to come up with this nickname, not many people know it."

He was quiet for a moment, and then the voice sounded a little cold: "Then you should know, I don't like people calling me that."

"I know, I'm sorry." I'd be more than happy to apologize if he could brush the subject off.

There was a brief silence between us. In the darkness, I felt his pulse beating faster and faster, and my whole body tensed up.

So I sighed and asked, "Why don't you play the qin anymore? Song Changjun said that you used to love the qin like your life, and only played the qin score written by yourself."

This was an abrupt topic, I couldn't see Ji Yu's expression, I could only hear his lazy voice.

"Then Song Changjun should have told you that the techniques of the piano scores I wrote are very difficult. I don't practice the piano on weekdays and naturally I can't play it well, so I don't want to play it."

"Then why don't you practice the piano?"

"I'm not interested, and I'm not free."

"What a pity." I said softly, "Your piano is really nice."

He laughed, meaning unknown.

"That's not what you want to say, right? The topic is too blunt at the beginning, just say what you want to say."

"Actually, I have nothing to say." I replied honestly.

"I do not believe."

"I'm so blunt because I force myself to speak when I have nothing to say."

"Then why do you force yourself to speak?"

"If it's too quiet, you'll be afraid of the dark."

I didn't want to say it, but he broke the casserole and asked the bottom line.

He was silent for a while, then laughed, and I heard contempt in his laughter.

"It seems you think you know me well."

"Actually, I don't really understand it, I only know some minutiae."

"Oh? What do you know?"

I thought for a while and replied: "...Han Bo is Lingshang's father, and they are from the Han clan of Yan Kingdom. You are afraid of the dark, you don't drink alcohol, and you are immune to all poisons."