Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Knock knock knock!"

"Who?"

The voice is hoarse.

Jingzhi frowned slightly and raised his hand to pinch his neck.

That’s not the case. She felt that she was as strong as a bull. She wouldn’t catch a cold just by getting wet, right?

Besides, it was the hottest July in the world. She had just walked back and was wearing Lin Jiu's coat. She was as hot as a shrimp in a steamer and was almost steamed to death by the sun and the moisture on her body. How could she catch a cold?

"It's me, Qiu Sheng!"

Jingzhi's eyes darkened and her mood suddenly became depressed.

She curled her lips and didn't want to answer.

This brat, I was so nice to him for nothing.

The person outside the door probably saw that she hadn't responded for a long time, so he knocked again.

"Knock knock knock!"

The knock on the door was neither hurried nor slow.

"give it to me."

Lin Jiu's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Jingzhi's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to get out of bed and put on her shoes, the door was gently pushed open.

"No need to come down."

He came over carrying a tray.

After taking two steps, a warm breeze from outside blew towards him, carrying the hot air on the tray into the house.

It tastes like... ginger.

She frowned, pushed the quilt behind her, and moved to the side of the bed. "I don't want to drink. I'm not sick."

Lin Jiu's eyebrows suddenly raised a line, "Listen to how hoarse your voice is."

He swung the tray in front of her and said, "Drink it."

As they got closer, the ginger flavor became stronger. Jingzhi could even imagine the burning sensation when the ginger soup entered her throat.

His brows were twisted into a knot, and his body leaned back involuntarily.

Lin Jiu had never seen anyone who was so resistant to taking medicine.

In the past, when Wencai was sick, he would just give him a cold look, and even if Wencai had a bitter face, he would still drink the medicine quickly.

Today, even though he almost popped his eyes out, Jingzhi remained unmoved.

Although she had changed into clean clothes long ago, her lips were still pale, and her face suddenly showed two strange blushes.

Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but stretch out the back of his hand and gently touch her forehead.

The moment their skin touched, Lin Jiu was speechless.

"You have a fever, don't you feel it?"

His junior sister was not sick, but she was the one who was supposed to help cure others' illness and became sick. What kind of thing was this?

Jingzhi's eyes were a little moist. She didn't answer, but just stood there, feeling the warmth on the back of his hand.

She even thought, somewhat inappropriately, that this was... the first time he took the initiative to contact her.

Touching the forehead is also touching, so why doesn’t it count?

"Burn silly?"

She answered obediently: "No."

"...Then drink it quickly."

He withdrew his hand, set the tray on the bedside table, then picked up the bowl and handed it to her.

Jingzhi didn't take it. She lowered her eyes and looked at the big hand with distinct joints in front of her. Suddenly, she moved closer and sniffed it twice.

As if she had confirmed something, she suddenly smiled with her big eyes curved.

"Did you make ginger soup?"

His hands smelled of ginger.

Lin Jiu was stubborn and said, "Qiu Sheng cooked it."

Qiu Sheng, who was eavesdropping outside the door, didn't want to be misunderstood again. He risked being spanked by Lin Jiu and shouted loudly through the door:

"Master went to make ginger soup as soon as he came back. This time it wasn't me!!"

Jingzhi moved her ears, took the bowl from his hand, and smiled foolishly, "This is the first time Jiu cooks for me, I'll drink it."

Although it was ginger soup, she enjoyed it very much.

Lin Jiu wanted to retort, but seeing that she was frowning but still drinking obediently, he shut up tactfully.

The ginger soup was indeed spicy. Jingzhi had only drunk half a bowl when she felt like her mouth and stomach were on fire.

Fortunately, the fever was not too severe. After she drank half a bowl, she felt that all the pores on her scalp had opened up. The feeling of being dizzy and light-headed disappeared a lot, and she broke out in a thin layer of sweat instantly.

Seeing that she stopped, Lin Jiu reached out and supported the bottom of the bowl, "Drink it all."

Jingzhi swallowed and said honestly:

"It's a little spicy. Let me wait a while before drinking it."

Lin Jiu nodded, picked up the tray on the table, turned around and was about to walk out.

"Ajiu..."

Lin Jiu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his right hand unconsciously clenched the tray, "What else do you need?"

Jingzhi looked at the orange-yellow ginger soup in her hand and smiled slightly: "Nothing."

She could feel that his heart had begun to waver...

……

She drank the ginger soup for two days. On the third day, she raised her hand to refuse it.

"Ajiu, can you please stop drinking? I don't have a fever anymore. If I drink any more, I'm going to have a nosebleed."

Jingzhi exhaled and felt a ginger taste in her mouth. The breath she exhaled was also a little hot. She could feel that she was getting irritated.

"Then don't drink."

He took the clean cup upside down on the tray, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of her, "Drink more water."

Jingzhi looked at the cup that was two-thirds full of tea, and her eyes suddenly became gentle.

"Ah."

Just as the two were sitting opposite each other in the pavilion, drinking tea and enjoying the scenery, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai walked in from outside, one on each side, surrounded by a girl holding a bicycle.

Jingzhi turned around and looked her up and down curiously, "...Hello, who are you looking for?"

Before the little girl could answer, Qiu Sheng couldn't wait to point at Lin Jiu and said, "Of course, we should go find our master."

The little girl nodded repeatedly and said, "My brother-in-law got sick a few days ago and couldn't be cured no matter what he did, so my sister asked me to come to you."

Lin Jiu asked doubtfully, "Who is your sister?"

The little girl then remembered that she had not yet introduced herself. She smiled shyly and said:

"Oh, my sister's name is Michelle."

Hearing this familiar name, Lin Jiu was suddenly struck by lightning. He froze, his thoughts suddenly going back to more than ten years ago. He couldn't help but murmur softly: "Sister Lian..."

"Bang!"

Jingzhi hurriedly picked up the spilled teacup, lowered his head, and looked a little strange. "Sorry to interrupt your conversation."

As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom in a panic and wiped the water stains on the table.

The little girl looked at her strangely, then smiled and said:

"It's okay. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Nianying."

"Snapped!"

A teacup suddenly fell to the ground and shattered, and the remaining tea splashed everywhere. This time Jingzhi had no intention of cleaning it up.

She then murmured: "Nianying..."

Read...English?

What kind of woman would name her sister like that?

Qiu Sheng glanced at Lin Jiu, who was standing there in a daze, with a displeased look.

What does his master do?

Their relationship was just about to improve, but now he's just daydreaming?!

He felt indignant for Jingzhi, and seeing Jingzhi's bad face, he deliberately said jokingly:

"Why does it have to be called Nian Ying, Nian Qiu or Nian Cai?"

Wencai also joined in the fun: "That's right, that's right, why not just chant the sutras?"

"Pfft!"

Jingzhi's originally depressed mood was instantly broken by these two funny guys.

Wencai scratched his head and grinned: "It's good to laugh!"

Qiu Sheng saw Jingzhi trying to bend down to pick up the broken pieces, so he quickly stopped her and quickly fetched a broom and dustpan. "Hey, don't move. Be careful not to cut your hands. Let me do it."

As he scanned the area, he rolled his eyes at Lin Jiu, who was still stunned. "I'm not like some people who forget even the person in front of them when they have an old love."

Lin Jiu had no time to pay attention to his sarcasm, he just frowned and said to Nian Ying:

"Wait for me for a moment, I'll change my clothes and go with you."

Nianying's face lit up with joy and she responded sweetly.

Jingzhi didn't need to embarrass a little girl, so she leaned on the railing and chatted with her casually.

Only then did she realize that her sister had married Marshal Long from the provincial capital. So was Lin Jiu going to the provincial capital this time?

Moreover, seeing his anxious look, Jingzhi's heart sank.

Before, when he went to treat his junior sister Zhe Gu, he always made excuses.

This time...

Before she could figure out what was going on, Lin Jiu's voice came from not far away.

"Okay, let's go."

When everyone heard the sound and looked over, except Jingzhi, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Jiu was wearing an extremely formal black tuxedo and holding a matching black cane in his hand.

The short hair that was a little fluffy in the morning was now neatly combed back.

With her 5.0 vision in both eyes, she could even see that he had wax on his hair.

Is he dressed like this because he is going to the provincial capital, or... to meet his old lover?

Jingzhi's face was as still as a pool of stagnant water. The joy that had accumulated over the past few days disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She turned abruptly and hurried towards her room.

Lin Jiu, who had been paying attention to the movements here, only noticed Jingzhi's abnormality at this moment.

His heart tightened and he wanted to catch up with her immediately to explain.

However, just as he was about to take a step, he found that Qiu Sheng had already taken the lead and followed Jing.

Lin Jiu couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, his feet seemed to be nailed down, and he finally stayed where he was.

……

Hey, why don't you go together?"

Qiu Sheng shouted as he quickened his pace and trotted to Jingzhi's side.

He turned his head slightly and carefully observed Jingzhi's expression.

When he saw Jingzhi's eyes without any warmth, he couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart:

Now we are in big trouble!

However, Qiu Sheng has not forgotten the purpose of his pursuit.

He took a deep breath, mustered up the courage and began to defend his master:

"You know my master is very concerned about his reputation. That Lian sister abandoned her childhood sweetheart, my master, for that powerful commander.

The reason he dressed like that was probably because of his male pride, and he wanted to save some ground..."

Seeing that she was about to close the door, Qiu Sheng quickly grabbed it and said, "Are you really angry?"

Jingzhi pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm not angry. I'll change my clothes and go with you."

When Qiu Sheng heard her say this, he quickly let go of her hand and let her close the door.

He thought to himself:

Is Sister Jingzhi going to put on her most beautiful "battle suit" and compete with that Sister Lian?

……

A few minutes later.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of everyone, and this figure made everyone present dumbfounded.

At first glance, you can clearly tell that this is clearly a man's outfit.

This person is Jingzhi.

Qiu Sheng was stunned for a long time. After a long while, he finally came to his senses and squeezed out a dry voice from his throat with difficulty: