Baishou loses Shaohua

The rain outside the window was pattering non-stop, and the water droplets from the eaves were beating on the ground, which was particularly loud at night.

Ji Yinghan turned over and slowly opened his eyes.

Still can't sleep.

During this period of time, I have been sharing the same room with Xuan Lie, and now I am lying on the same bed alone, and I feel that the bed is so big that it seems to have no end, and I can't fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long time.Since he couldn't sleep, Ji Yinghan simply sat up to recover his breath.There have been too many things these days, and he still needs enough energy to deal with them.

I don't know how many days later, Ji Yinghan heard the sound of Xuan Lie's room door opening. He was practicing holding his breath, so he couldn't help listening carefully.Hearing Xuan Lie walked to his door, Ji Yinghan opened his eyes and looked at the faint figure outside the door through the window paper.Xuan Lie stood in front of his room for a moment, then turned around again, and stopped after taking a step.

Xuan Lie stopped and didn't turn around.There was a dense rain curtain in front of him, behind him was the closed door of Ji Yinghan's room, and there was no sound in the room.

He really went to bed early, after all...it's so late.

Probably only myself, still tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Think about it carefully, what qualifications do you have to tell him what to do.

At first, he just wanted Ji Yinghan to accept what he gave.

Later, he hoped that Ji Yinghan would care about him.

Immediately afterwards, he hoped that Ji Yinghan would change for him.

But in the end, he was too greedy.

Xuan Lie looked back at the closed door, sighed, and walked into the rain.

Xuan Lie didn't take a few steps, and the door behind him opened with a "squeak".He turned his head, and Ji Yinghan was standing in the door, looking at him quietly through the rain curtain.

Xuan Lie moved his lips, hesitant to speak.

say what?

What can be said?

During the day, he asked him if he would kill him if he became his threat one day.

He didn't answer.

Ji Yinghan went back to the house and took an umbrella and walked out. He held the umbrella on top of Xuanlie's head, handed the umbrella handle to Xuanlie's hand, and turned to leave.Xuanlie grabbed his wrist, took a deep look at him, and put the umbrella handle back into his hand.

"Your injury is just right, you can't get in the rain." After Xuan Lie finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the umbrella.

The umbrella shook slightly in Ji Yinghan's hand, as if it had been blown away by the wind.He watched Xuan Lie walk away step by step, his wet hair was drenched on his shoulders, it was so dark and shiny in the night.

He opened his mouth and said two words, Xuan Lie in front of him stopped abruptly.

The sound of the rain in the ears gradually became louder, but it still did not prevent the two unclear words from falling into Xuanlie's ears.

Xuan Lie turned around sharply, and rushed back to Ji Yinghan in a few steps. He held Ji Yinghan's hand holding the umbrella, which was still warm compared to his coldness from the rain.

"What did you say?" Xuan Lie asked.

"No." Ji Yinghan looked at him with clear eyes, "I won't kill you."

Even if one day you become my obstacle, my threat, I will not kill you.

Because I can't kill you.

I can't do it, just watch you die in front of me.

Xuan Lie watched Ji Yinghan for a long time, then suddenly hugged him, and then hurriedly pulled away, keeping a distance from Ji Yinghan.

"I'm sorry, on me..." Xuan Lie realized when he touched Ji Yinghan's clothes that he was drenched and cold, and he was worried that he would pass the cold to Ji Yinghan.

Ji Yinghan stepped forward suddenly, hugging Xuanlie's shoulders tightly with both hands.

The umbrella fell to the ground.

Xuan Lie froze for a moment, and finally put the bracelet on Ji Yinghan's body slowly.

The rain continued to rain and wet Ji Yinghan's black hair and white clothes. He pressed his cheek against his cold face, his fingers touched his wet clothes, but he could feel the warm body temperature under the clothes. .

A heart finally settled down.

In the night of Xuanlie, there was a gust of wind and a shower of rain, and his mood experienced ups and downs. He actually got a cold, his head was dizzy, and his whole body was useless.On the other hand, Ji Yinghan seemed to be useless at all, and he still got up early to practice his sword unshakably.

After Ji Yinghan practiced the sword, he changed his clothes and came to the bed. He touched Xuanlie's forehead with one hand, and the scalding temperature made him frown.

"It's burning." Ji Yinghan got up, brought a basin of water to the bedside, soaked a handkerchief and twisted it half dry, and put it on Xuanlie's forehead.

Xuanlie felt something cool on his forehead, which made him feel very comfortable.He opened his eyes in a daze.

"I asked Mowei to grab the medicine, and I should be back in a while."

"Yeah. It's okay." Xuan Lie squeezed out these words with a hoarse voice, his mind was bewildered but he kept looking at Ji Yinghan with a smirk.

"Close your eyes and sleep for a while." Ji Yinghan said.

Xuan Lie nodded and closed his eyes obediently.

When Ji Yinghan changed the handkerchief for Xuanlie for the third time, Mowei came back.

"Young master, the medicine has been caught."

"Put it in the kitchen."

"Yes." Mowei nodded.

Another half an hour later, Mo Wei stood on the top of the tree, watching Ji Yinghan who was sitting by the fire in the kitchen boiling medicine, couldn't help but frowned slightly.

The young master of his family has been pampered and pampered since he was a child. Even in the past ten years in Weimen, apart from practicing martial arts and performing tasks, all the trivial matters of life have been taken care of properly. Even serving tea and water has always been served. I have seen him boil medicine himself.

Mo Wei is not blind, so he can naturally see all kinds of things between his young master and Xuan Lie, but he always feels that it is just the young master who can't beat Xuan Lie's stalking, so he has always said what Xuan Lie said that night. I thought it was just Xuan Lie's wishful thinking.But now it seems...

"Ahem..." The bitter smell of medicine wafted from the kitchen, and Ji Yinghan coughed at the same time. He frowned slightly and covered his mouth and nose, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Mo Wei jumped down from the treetop and walked into the kitchen.

"Young master, let me come."

"No need, it's ready." Ji Yinghan got up, and used a white cloth to replace the handle of the medicine jar to filter out the medicine juice little by little and pour it into a bowl.After pouring the medicine, he mixed another bowl of honey water, and took the two bowls together to Xuanlie's room.

After Ji Yinghan fed Xuan Lie the medicine, the sun was already high.He came out of Xuanlie's room with two empty bowls, and met Mo Wei who was waiting in the courtyard.

"What's going on at Baishuizhuang?" Ji Yinghan asked.

"Yang Tuo is already on guard against Yang Chonghai. Many affairs will be handled without Yang Chonghai. He didn't even let Yang Chonghai intervene in Yang Chonglin's funeral. Yang Chonghai is also a little impatient because of this defeat, and he is always trying to win over the big and small bosses in the village."

"Yeah." Ji Yinghan nodded, "It's almost time to release the news."

"Yes, this subordinate will notify the people who are placed in Baishuizhuang tonight."

"Just rumors are not enough, there must be evidence."

"The subordinates will be ready."

"En." Ji Yinghan nodded and coughed a few more times.

"Little Lord……"

"It's okay." Ji Yinghan shook his head lightly, expressing that it's okay.

"The young master also got caught in the rain last night, it's better to be more careful."

"you saw it."

"Yes."

Ji Yinghan handed the tray in his hand to Mowei: "Uncle, you know what should be said and what should not be said." He took a deep look at Mowei, "I have my own discretion about these things."

"Yes." Mo Wei lowered his head and took the tray, "Then my subordinate will cook ginger soup for the young master overnight."