All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

Chapter 144 Your Husband Has a Bad Temper

The old man and the old woman on the shore kept waving goodbye to them, and Bu Ji also stood on the deck and said goodbye to them enthusiastically.

Bu Ji and Li Ji were returning by boat. Bu Ji wanted to ask several times but finally held back. Li Ji was uncomfortable with the shaking of the boat but he still leaned in her arms. After so long, they had already gotten used to it.

"What are you hesitating about?"

Li Ji said with his eyes closed.

Bu Ji hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Why should we tell the old man where we are really going? What if King Xing's people ask about this place?"

"King Xing has always regarded me as a treacherous and cunning person, so how could he believe me when I asked where I was going?"

Li Ji spoke very slowly, and he pronounced each word with great difficulty.

Bu Ji suddenly understood that in this way, even if King Xing found the old man's village, the old man would not be punished if he reported the truth. No matter where Li Ji was, his mind was always extremely meticulous.

"After seven days, we can find a village or a mountain to stay in. The more remote the better."

"You said that several times last night."

Bu Ji was stunned. He was not the kind of person who liked to talk about things over and over again, so why was he so nervous this time?

Li Ji suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Bu Ji, his voice indifferent.

"Several times?"

Bu Ji nodded in confusion, Li Ji's eyes dimmed, and he slowly curled his fingers into a fist...

They took a boat to the edge of a city, and then went on to land. There was no waterway, so the two had to say goodbye to the old man on the boat and get off and walk.

Bu Ji bought some food and medicinal herbs, rented a horse-drawn carriage, and traveled back overland without stopping. Whenever he came across a town or village, he would change carriages.

Li Ji's condition recurred repeatedly, but fortunately, after seven days, his wounds healed.

Bu Ji bought two abandoned houses from villagers in the local mountain village and settled down there. Before he even cleaned the house, Bu Ji ran to find a doctor.

When the doctor returned home from a house call, he saw Li Ji sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the ground. He had been like this recently, alone in a daze and silence.

Bu Ji shouted, and Li Ji immediately tried to stand up from the bed, but he almost fell to the ground due to his weak body. Bu Ji hurriedly helped him up under the sympathetic gaze of the doctor.

"Where have you been?"

Li Ji looked at her worriedly. Bu Ji helped him sit back on the bed and spoke while pouring water.

"I just said I was going to get a doctor. My voice was too soft, so you didn't hear it."

Li Ji's face turned cold.

"You just said that?"

He really didn't remember, so he pretended she had never said that.

"Yes."

Bu Ji handed the tea to Li Ji, but he swept it away with force, the tea splashed out, and the cup rolled to the feet of the stunned doctor, who opened and closed his mouth again and again.

"Madam, your husband has a bad temper."

Bu Ji picked up the teacup on the ground, put it on the table, and spoke in a flat tone.

"He's just sick."

"He didn't even remember that I was his wife. Even when I told him, he was half-believing and half-doubting."

Li Ji always treated her as a maid in the Eastern Palace, and sometimes even thought she was the concubine of the previous emperor.

It is normal to drop a teacup.

The prince was angry, so there was no need for any reason.

Bu Ji only recently realized that he had such a bad temper. At least when he was the crown prince in the Eastern Palace, he had a very bad temper.

No wonder he didn’t have a Crown Princess at the time, and there wasn’t even a concubine in his mansion. Who would dare to serve someone with such a bad temper?

I don’t know how Fuqiu fell in love with him, but she was so devoted to him and would not marry anyone else.

Weird.

The doctor shook his head, took out a silver needle from the box and said.

"Let me take a look at the root of his illness first."

"Can a dog-skin plaster be called a doctor?"

Li Ji said this coldly, and the old doctor's face immediately turned red with anger. He put away the silver needle and pointed at Li Ji and then at Bu Ji.

"You...you guys don't come to see me again!"

After the old doctor finished speaking, he ran out of the door. Although he was born in the countryside, he was very famous in the area and his medical skills were also good. Bu Ji used a jade bracelet to invite him over.

Li Ji just kicked the man out like that.

Bu Ji looked at this sudden incident stupidly, and when he suddenly realized what was happening, he was about to chase after him but was stopped by Li Ji.

Li Ji scolded.

"Have you grown your brain? If people knew that I was injured internally, wouldn't it be completely exposed when King Xing sends people to look for me one day?"

Many people are injured every day, but people like Li Ji are rare. King Xing’s people can find this place by asking around.

The doctor was not one to keep secrets.

Bu Ji went to ask for a doctor without permission, which was indeed a thoughtless decision.

All she was thinking about was how to make Li Ji better. In this condition, it would be difficult for him to survive until Yelu Wuyun and Prince Yu found them.

"Well, I won't go to the doctor again."

"I bought a pen and paper. I wrote down all the important things. You can put it next to your pillow. When you have nothing to do, you can read it. This way you won't forget who you are and who I am."

When he was feeling better, he would call her A Jiao, Jiao Jiao'er, and ask her if the baby in her belly was okay.

When he was ill, he seemed like a different person. He glanced at her with cold eyes, and when he saw her belly, he became puzzled and asked her if all the maids in the palace could get pregnant easily now, and why she was still serving him and not imprisoned in the Ministry of Punishment.

It was as if he had a split personality, and Bu Ji was almost in a trance because of him.

She took out a piece of paper and wrote some words with a pen.

He is the emperor, she is the empress, they are husband and wife, this is not the East Palace, this is a village, someone is chasing them, but his younger brother will soon bring people to find them... His younger brother looks like him, so he is easy to recognize.

Li Ji took the paper and frowned, as if he remembered something.

"Any questions?"

Bu Ji asked back.

Li Ji threw down the paper and said disdainfully.

"Others have received your letters, too. If you write to me again, I won't accept it."

Although he didn't know who this "other person" was, this was the thought in his mind.

Bu Ji really didn't know what to say to him. This happened so long ago. It was more than a year ago that Liang Xing went to the Qianqing Palace to ask for Bu Guiren's hand in marriage.

It was then that Li Ji learned that "she" and Liang Xing had exchanged letters.

He has forgotten so many things now, but he remembers this incident clearly. It is enough to show how angry he was at that time and he is still brooding over it.

But Bu Ji clearly remembered that she used her eloquence to get away with the matter.

Could it be that Li Ji had never been deceived by her and he actually knew everything?

What Liang Xing said about the secret engagement, the exchange of letters, and the tokens of love were all true.

In fact, he knew everything she had lied to him about, and he just indulged her on purpose.

"There is no one else. I have never done this."

"If you don't want it, I'll just throw it away."

Bu Ji picked up the paper next to him angrily, but before his hand touched it, the paper was quickly grabbed by a big hand.

She looked up at Li Ji with empty hands.

Li Ji glanced at her and said as if he was holding something treasure.

"There's no reason to take back what you've given away."

"Aren't you the queen? You should be more polite."

Bu Ji glared at him and stood up speechlessly.