Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Wang Ergou said flatteringly, "Master, I've been wanting to report this to you since yesterday, but you told me not to disturb your rest, so I took the liberty of temporarily placing that person in the small courtyard."

Zhang Jingwei glared, his face filled with horror as he shouted, "You bastard! Do you know that when I saw him just now, I was almost scared to death!"

Wang Ergou was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy: "Master, please forgive me!"

Zhang Jingwei took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, then waved his hand impatiently and said, "Alright, alright, get up! Tell me what's going on! How could he suddenly come back to life?"

Wang Ergou stood up tremblingly, swallowed his saliva, and answered carefully: "In fact, Li Yi had been dead for a long time, and his body was buried in a mass grave. But who would have thought that later on, a monk suddenly appeared out of nowhere and dug up his body. What's even more shocking is that the monk used some kind of sorcery, but when the people we sent arrived at the scene to investigate, they found that Li Yi had actually resurrected!"

Zhang Jingwei frowned and asked, "Did you see clearly what the monk looked like?"

Wang Ergou shook his head and said with a bitter face, "No, Master. The monk was very swift and agile, and seemed to have been prepared for this, not giving us a chance to get close and observe him carefully. However, he did leave behind a prescription, as if he had anticipated that someone would be secretly watching us. Also, according to the brothers' description, this person's skills are quite extraordinary. We were worried that we would suffer losses if we rashly pursued him, so we didn't dare to act rashly."

Zhang Jingwei gasped after hearing this and muttered to himself thoughtfully, "How strange... Even though the person is back, I still feel like something's not right. Not only is he listless, but his eyes are also blank and stupid, as if he can't hear us at all."

Wang Ergou said with a worried look on his face, "That monk has a prescription. Why don't we go get a doctor to take a look at him?"

Zhang Jingwei glared at Wang Ergou and angrily scolded him, "Are you stupid? This man is a criminal sentenced to death! If we rashly call in a doctor, and the authorities find out about this, wouldn't our mansion be implicated? We'd be in big trouble then!"

After hearing this, Wang Ergou nodded in sudden realization, but then he said with difficulty, "But, Master, what about the medicine? We can't just watch him and ignore him, right?"

Zhang Jingwei frowned and thought for a moment, then asked, "Does the prescription specify how many times a day I need to take it?"

Wang Ergou quickly shook his head and replied, "It doesn't specify the number of times. Besides, I see that several of the herbs on this prescription are extremely poisonous. I'm afraid ordinary clinics can't even get these herbs!"

Zhang Jingwei's eyes lit up, as if he had suddenly thought of something. He quickly said, "Then let's go find Sun Yaolang! She has a lot of strong medicines and may be able to find a solution to the problem."

Wang Ergou responded, "Okay, I'll do it right away!" Then he turned around and left in a hurry.

At this moment, Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but glance sideways at Li Yi, who collapsed on the ground. Li Yi lay lifeless, his face as pale as paper, like a corpse. The thought of this supposedly dead man sitting before him, alive and well, sent a chill down Zhang Jingwei's spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end. If it weren't for the bright sunlight and broad daylight, he would have been terrified.

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Liu Yanzhi was on break today, so Zhang Jingwei was not asked to go to school. However, he left homework, and Zhang Jingwei patiently copied it. Suddenly, he felt that these students had a really hard life. They could only study hard every day. Moreover, there were opportunists like Ma Tianmao. It was really difficult for ordinary students to get a job.

Zhang Jingwei was immersed in his own thoughts, when suddenly, a sharp howl came from behind him: "Ah! What are you doing!"

The sudden shout made the unsuspecting Zhang Jingwei shudder. He sprang up from his seat like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and swung the brush he held tightly in his hand backwards. In a flash, the tip of the brush traced a black arc in the air and landed squarely on Huangfu Ling's pretty face, who had just appeared behind him, leaving a long ink streak.

Huangfu Ling was startled by this sudden situation. Her little mouth pouted unconsciously and she let out a coquettish sound: "Well~ what are you doing?" She widened her eyes and looked at Zhang Jingwei, her face full of innocence and dissatisfaction.

Zhang Jingwei came to his senses and saw the scene before him. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. He quickly put down his pen and apologized to Huangfu Ling, explaining, "I'm sorry, I just had a shock this morning and my heart is still pounding. It was completely a reflex. I really didn't mean it." As he spoke, he reached out to help Huangfu Ling wipe the ink off his face.

However, the opposite happened. The more anxiously Zhang Jingwei wiped it, the more the ink spread on Huangfu Ling's fair face. After a while, the original thin ink mark had turned into a large black mark, almost covering her entire cheek.

Zhang Jingwei was now even more panicked, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He turned around and shouted to Qian Ming, the servant standing beside him, "Qian Ming, why didn't you come and announce that the young lady is here? How can you be a servant?"

Qian Ming muttered with a look of grievance: "It was the young lady who didn't let me report it..." Before he could finish his words, he saw Zhang Jingwei waving his hand impatiently and said: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get a basin of water to wash the young lady's face!"

Hearing this, Qian Ming felt as if he had been pardoned. He turned around and ran out the door happily. After a while, he hurried back with a basin of water.

Zhang Jingwei couldn't help laughing as he looked at the little cat in front of him.

Zhang Jingwei looked at Huangfu Ling in front of him and couldn't help but smiled and teased: "Sister Ling, look at how you look now, you just look like a beggar squatting at the door every day." After saying that, he winked at her mischievously.

Huangfu Lingqi pouted and responded coquettishly, "How can you describe your own wife like that? Humph!"

However, Zhang Jingwei did not care about her little temper. Instead, he said gently: "Come, be good and don't move. I will help you wipe it. But don't get the stain on your clothes." As he said that, he gently picked up the handkerchief and carefully wiped the dirt from the corner of Huangfu Ling's mouth.

At that moment, Zhang Jingwei caught a glimpse of Huangfu Ling's natural, unadorned face. Her lovely face was as delicate and tender as a newly opened flower, and her large, watery eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky. He was mesmerized, so engrossed was he that he could even clearly see his own face in her eyes.

Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently hold Huangfu Ling's cheek. He stared into her eyes quietly and muttered to himself, "Eh? I've actually grown a beard."

Huangfu Ling saw that he was so absent-minded, and she couldn't help but get anxious. She stamped her feet and urged him, "Husband, can you be more serious?"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Jingwei suddenly leaned over and, without hesitation, kissed Huangfu Ling's rose-petal-like lips. For a moment, everything seemed to be quiet, with only the throbbing of two passionate hearts...