Chapter 755 (1/2)
Xie Qi smelled that Yanjun's face was slightly red, and his eyes suddenly became a little subtle. ”In fact, I didn't leave as brother Ji thought?”
”What do I think?” Ji Ling was a little confused and couldn't help raising her eyes and asked him.
It was dusk outside the window and there was no light in the house. They stood and sat, looked at each other, and some were speechless.
Xie Qidun said after a moment: ”Li Li always thinks I like others.”
Ji Ling thought for a moment, ”there's a misunderstanding, isn't there?”
Xie Qi nodded and shook his head again.
”It's not a misunderstanding.” Ji Ling looked at his look and guessed and asked, ”is that the childe has old love? Well, the childe girl cares very much about the childe's old love? It's just that the childe is not authentic. I can't see that the childe still steps on two boats...”
Xie Qi heard the speech and hurriedly said, ”it's just young and ignorant. I don't know how to like and love for a moment. It can't be regarded as old love.”
”Since there is no old love, it's that the childe didn't make it clear with the eunuch girl.” Ji Ling nodded and said positively: ”it's not difficult to say it. It's not simple to say it. It's just that there is a gap in the heart. It's better to make it clear earlier, so as not to keep in mind that it's bad for each other. The childe said yes or no?”
”Yes.”
Xie Qi nodded slightly, knowing that what the scholar said was extremely reasonable.
Ji Ling said that he would get up and guide him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he pulled the wound and couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.
Seeing this, Xie Qi hurriedly came forward and helped him back to his bed. He said in a warm voice, ”brother Ji is seriously injured. You'd better recover first. It's not too late to wait for you.”
”That's too late.” Ji Ling was going to lie down. Wen Yan sat up with Xie Qi's arm and said with a straight face: ”I'll just lie down by myself. Young master, go out and talk to miss engong. She hasn't eaten all day. She should be hungry. I don't know when plum will come back when she goes out to get medicine. I'm hurt again. Young master, go out and eat with her and have a stroll...”
”OK.”
Xie Qi answered with a warm voice. After helping him lie down, he got up and walked out.
”Childe, wait...” Ji Ling called him again, with some tangled words. Finally, he simply said directly: ”childe, remember to scold me in front of miss engong. It's best to be angry at the mention of me. In this way... Miss engong will be happy.”
Xie Qi felt puzzled and said, ”why is this?”
”This...” Ji Ling is always said to be a nerd in his daily life, but he is also very flexible when he stays in his writing book. He can write all kinds of gratitude, resentment, love and hatred, joy, sadness and sorrow.
But young master Xie looks so smart that he looks like a rotten wood in this emotional matter?
It's no wonder that miss engong annoyed him.
Ji Ling thought like this and turned over unconsciously. As a result, he accidentally pressed the wound. For a time, he showed his teeth in pain and squeezed out a sentence for a long time. ”Childe, just do as I say. I don't deceive you. It must be useful.”
Xie Qi felt a little guilty when he saw that he was in such pain and didn't forget his leaving with the night. Even if he should, he told him to have a good rest, so he went out of the house.
There is no one in the yard, and I don't know where I went.
Ji's house is not big, and it looks like it is in disrepair for a long time. The yard is full of weeds and no one takes care of it. It seems that it is particularly simple and old here.
Ji Ling also has a little boy called plum around him. It's too late to take care of him at ordinary times. Naturally, he doesn't have time to do other chores.
But the scholar seemed to care about the poverty of his family at all, and he didn't have the mind to apply for a job as an official. Most of his books were happy.
In this rich Beiyang City, guarding the ancestral old house, there is a little boy who runs errands and studies ink. He doesn't have much silver in his hand, which is just enough. Maybe there are a few friends with similar interests.
In this way, there is no pleasure.