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Chapter 18: The Royal Mansion is Strict

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    Jing Qi flickered for a moment, and quickly realized that he stretched out his hand and shook it lightly in front of Wuxi's eyes, only to realize that he just opened his eyes, but he was not really awake, and the focus of his eyes was not quite right.  After finishing the sentence that made Jing Qi's heart skip a beat, she tilted her head to the side and lost her mind again.

    ?It was about to dawn, and the little sable was sleeping beside Wuxi, but Jing Qi ordered a light blue robe sent by Ping An's trustee, and his drowsiness disappeared.

    Full head of white hair - sitting by the Sansheng Stone.

    He has wandered in the underworld for hundreds of years, and he knows some rules, such as living souls are not allowed to enter, and those dead spirits passing by him who have drunk Mengpo soup have been washed clean by the water of forgetting love, and they are not extinct.  I will remember him sitting by the Sansheng Stone.

    So in Wuxi's previous life, if it wasn't a ghostor a seductress.

    Suddenly remembered at the reincarnation pool, what the seductress said, "Because of me, I broke your fate chart, made you wander around the world for no reason, and suffered all kinds of hardships. Now that you have nothing to pay for, you will devote all your practice to exchange for your blue hair in the next life",  Reversing yin and yang is against the way of heaven. Could it be that he has really exhausted his cultivation?

    Jing Qi gently raised his hand, pointing his fingertips between his brows, as if there was still a smear of blood there. After a long while, he came back to his senses, sat on the side of the bed, and looked at the lying there with a low fever complicatedly.  juvenile.

    "Although it is forced to buy and sell, I still owe you a favor after all" He stroked Wuxi's hair lightly, feeling that the world's fortune is really miraculous.  Meet again in the crowd.

    Jing Qi's wide sleeves fell down and scratched Xiao Diao's body. Xiao Diao opened her eyes vigilantly, and when she saw him, she closed her eyes again, forming a ball of fur, arched into his sleeves, and fell asleep.  up.

    Jing Qi sighed, stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "That is, I still remember the involvement of those past and present lives, this life In this life, I will try my best to keep you safe." He frowned, as if he was picking something  Looking at Wuxi, he curled his lips, "Little bastard, you said if I don't care about you in the future, how long can you live with your donkey temper?"

    Wuxi seldom has a fever experience. He only feels that the bones and joints of his whole body are seeping acid water, and he is in a mess of dreams. He can't remember the cause and effect at all.  When I am afraid and weak, I am full of wariness about everything around me, I want to open my eyes to see who is there, I want to gather all the strength in my body to hold on.

    But that person had a particularly pleasant smell, faint, a little sweet, refreshing and cool, and there was a warm hand on his head all the time, very light and soft.

    Wuxi slowly relaxed strangely, or maybe he was a little confused from the fever, or his body was too tired, but he actually had an illusion that being with this person was safe, like a small animal coming out of a murderous forest.  In the same way that you can go back to the deep hole in the ground, you can close your eyes and spend the whole night, dreaming a dream about warmth.

    When his fever subsides completely and he wakes up, it will be daylight.

    As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a slender hand with the palm facing upwards in front of his eyes. Half of Sable's body was squeezed into his sleeve, and the green robe was loosely tied. Jing Qiban was leaning on the head of his bed with his head  Tilted to one side, a strand of hair fell down, passed under his chin, and fell on the bed over his chest. The ends of the hair seemed to flutter slightly with his breathing.

    Wuxi was stunned for a while, as if he had never known this person before, he opened a pair of extremely black eyes, and looked at Jing Qi carefully.

    He thought that this man was so good-looking, that it was him who stayed with him all night yesterday, and wondered why he was not afraid or ran away when he was assassinated at night.

    He thought this person was the only friend he had met in the five years since he arrived in Daqing.

    So I couldn't help but smiled softly, and gently closed my eyes.

    When he woke up again, Jing Qi had already left.

    Jing Qi leaned back for a while, almost woke up from a nap and regained some energy, then picked up the little sable that was tied in his sleeve, explained to Ajialai, and returned home.

    After all, the palace still has some business for him to deal with.

    Ping An greeted him personally, presented the roster of servants in the mansion, and told him that everyone was counted according to the roster, and they all gathered in the yard and waited.

    Jing Qi glanced at the roster, then handed it back to Ping An, with a smile on his lips, and strode into the front yard.

    ? Ping An, who likes to be noisy when he has nothing to do, also bowed his head and was quiet. He suddenly felt that the moment the little prince stepped into the door, he seemed to be a different person.I only heard Jing Qi continue: "There is a brother with a lot of ability among us. As soon as he received the news, he immediately felt that it was a rare opportunity, so he hurriedly told himwell, master. Who knew this?  The master didn't see it, but saw the godson of that master."

    Jing Qi laughed lightly, and everyone present was silent, he blew on the hot air in the tea bowl: "That one didn't say anything, but the brothers below couldn't sit still, unexpectedly came to stab people at this time, and made a fuss  There are no other benefits, a few people have died, and this king has re-acquainted with this big man in our mansion"

    He suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on a person like lightning, and said with a smile: "Why, I'm worried about your Second Highness's affairs, are you relieved?"

    Before he finished speaking, a man standing in the corner with a gray face and hunched shoulders suddenly changed his face, and rushed towards Jing Qi with great agility, during which his bones "cracked" a few times,  Looking at it again, this person is still the timid, thin and small old man Zhang who sweeps the yard, he is clearly a big man with a strong back and a waist!

    In desperation, Ping An threw the teapot in his hand over and hit the big man on the head, shouting, "Assassin, protect the prince!"

    The man dodged, and clasped Xiang Jingqi's neck with his fingers. The incident happened too quickly, and the guards couldn't react in time.  However, just as the man's hand was about to touch Jing Qi's neck, he heard a "squeak". The man took a big step back, screamed, and shook his hand desperately. The little sable quickly jumped up and returned to Jing Qi's neck.  Standing on his shoulders, wagging his tail, he looked like he was showing his might.

    The big man's hand was already purple, and the purple air quickly went up, and it climbed up the entire arm in an instant.

    Jing Qi was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at the little sable who was licking his paws: "So powerful?"

    The little sable who was underestimated gritted his teeth: "Squeak!"

    Jing Qi laughed, and turned around, the guards had already taken down the big man and pressed him to the ground, but he had no time to argue, he just wailed while hugging his arms that were several times thicker, and even said the whole sentence  Not coming out, Ziqi climbed up his neck, making a "quack" sound in his throat.

    Jing Qi touched his chin and asked Ping An, "How long do you think he can last?"

    Ping An was already speechless by this series of changes. After a long while, he pointed to the cramp on the ground and said, "This Uncle Zhang?!"

    Jing Qi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go, safe, and ask the accountant to seal a red envelope for each of you, just say what I said, and give everyone a good fortune during the Chinese New Year."

    After saying that, he walked to the study, and Ping An quickly caught up: "Master, that"

    He pointed to the old man Zhang who was motionless on the ground, glanced at him and then turned his head away as if frightened: "That Uncle Zhang, what should we do?"

    Jing Qi didn't stop, and ordered: "Burn the people, take off the clothes, fold them and iron them, and send them back together with a gift to the second prince."

    Ping An was dumbfounded.

    Looking at the level of this post, you can see how much He Lianqi didn't take him seriously before, Jing Qi smiled softly, originally I didn't want to provoke you, it was all your own fault, it seems that this  We'll have to wait and see¡ª

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