drunk spring branch

The little white had been lying in the broken thatched hut for several days, and it was even suspected at one point that it might not have died.

Frightened, he stretched out his fingers to test his breath, and found that there was still a breath left. Jing Zhu was relieved, and then began to struggle, should Xiaobai keep it or not?When you go out to pick up junk, should you tie him at home?If he suddenly woke up and there was no one at home, would he just run away?

But the family is surrounded by walls, so let’s run away if you run away. The right is to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.

On the day he picked it up, Xiaobai's snow-white dress was covered in mud, and the hem was even scratched by the fence.Jing Zhu thoughtfully changed Xiao Bai's clothes and mended the scratched place.

It's just that he's not very good at doing laundry, or in other words, washing such glittering clothes.Although my own rags and clothes can be washed casually by the river, but Xiaobai's clothes, gold silk brocade, silk and satin, are not suitable for such rough methods, and he even pricked his hand when washing.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be an exquisite and gorgeous folding fan, wrapped in Xiaobai's clothes.It was the petals of a small gilt dotted emerald lotus decorated on the handle that pierced the finger.The blood dripped on the wet white clothes, smearing a small piece, like a half-bloomed flower.

So the irritable Jing Zhu didn't wash at all, resisted the urge to tear the clothes to shreds, scolded Xiao Bai's clothes out of the water, and threw them wet on the clothes rail.But without the time for a cup of tea, he ran back staggeringly, wrung it out in disgrace, and hung it up again.Wet clothes are heavy and heavy, and if the clothes rail breaks, you have to do it again, which is troublesome.

After about three or five days, Jing Zhu still lived a life of picking up junk these days, and it was right that he picked up a little white dog at home.This little white dog is still very easy to feed, he doesn't eat the ground peanuts, he just drinks some water, Jing Zhu worried that if he wasn't a cultivator, he would starve to death sooner or later, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, bought some rice and went home. I made some porridge with my temper.Under Jing Zhu's care, the comatose Xiaobai swallowed the porridge reluctantly, unlike before when he was fed peanuts and sprinkled on the bed.

It rained suddenly that day, it came fast, and it fell hard. Jing Zhu didn't pick up any good rags, and even went home soaked in water, feeling very heavy.Sure enough, at night, he began to feel a little groggy, with tears running down his face.

Xiao Bai was still unconscious, his face as pale as paper.Jing Zhu yawned while cooking porridge for Xiao Bai.But today is very strange, when Jing Zhu helped Xiaobai to sit on the bedside as usual, and fed the porridge spoonful by spoonful, Xiaobai didn't swallow it no matter what, at most he just kept it in his mouth, his Adam's apple seemed to be fixed Lived generally motionless.

Jing Zhu lost his temper all of a sudden, and was about to put down his spoon and leave, but suddenly his nose became sour and itchy, and he sneezed on the spoonful of hot porridge in his hand.

Ever since, Xiaobai was sprayed with white sticky substance all over his face. With the hazy night outside the window and the flickering candlelight beside the bed, the atmosphere was unexpectedly strange and ambiguous.

Ah this...?

For a moment, Jing Zhu panicked, not knowing whether to clean up the porridge on Xiaobai's face, or put down the bowl and spoon in his hand first.In the midst of panic and hesitation, Xiao Bai's brows suddenly wrinkled, stretched a little, and then wrinkled again.The fingers seemed to be pressed by a heavy object, and they couldn't move when they wanted to.The bloodless lips moved with difficulty, as if he hesitated to speak.

"You...are you awake?"

Jing Zhu put down the bowl of porridge, and hastily brushed the rice grains off Xiaobai's face with his fingers, trying to destroy the criminal evidence.

"……Well."

Xiaobai seemed to be trying his best to squeeze out a little sound from his throat, and he was whimpering hoarsely.

As if he was struggling in a desperate nightmare, Xiaobai's expression was in agony, his fingers could finally exert his strength, and he tried his best to grab something in the air as if he was looking for a floating object that could support him when he was drowning.Seeing this, Jing Zhu subconsciously grabbed his hand and gave him a supportive force.

Finally, he had a point of focus, but Xiaobai's painful expression did not ease even a bit.Jing Zhu had no choice but to hold him in his arms, stroking his back and whispering softly to comfort him.

"No, don't...no! I'm not sick, I don't take medicine..."

"Okay, okay, don't take medicine."

"Don't touch me, I'm so dirty! Dirty..."

"You're not dirty, just order porridge. I'll clean it up for you if it's okay, be good."

"I didn't go...the imperial garden, I didn't kill people! The fan...the fan is lost..."

"No, no, you definitely didn't kill it...huh?"

Although he had been answering and comforting him one after another, even a little bit wrong, but Jing Zhu suddenly realized that he seemed to have heard something serious.

Take medicine, so dirty, imperial garden, murder, fan... When these words are combined together, Jing Zhu feels a little astonished.

Where did this person come from, and what has he experienced?Why would you stumble and fall at someone's door?And why can't help but say such words in a half-dream and half-awake?

With a hoarse cry, as if desperately escaping from a nightmare, Xiaobai suddenly opened his eyes, and unconsciously pushed away the person holding him.Pushed by the sudden force, Jing Zhu fell back and hit the edge of the bed, rolled to the ground, clutching his hit right shoulder and hissing in pain.

"Hey, what are you doing! Do you know that this hurts, hiss... this heartless person!"

Jing Zhu quickly jumped up from the ground, grinning at Xiao Bai.

However, the person on the bed still looked harmless to humans and animals, looked around blankly, and seemed to sense something was wrong, reached out to touch his cheek, and touched the sticky white porridge that hadn't had time to clean up.

As if to confirm, Xiaobai stretched out his hand to touch his face, then stared at the rice grains in his hand, with an expression of disbelief.

"The weather is nice today, the sun is so bright. Are you... are you hungry? I'll cook some porridge for you... Bah! I'll fry some peanuts for you, haha, hahaha..."

Looking at the torrential rain outside the window, Jing Zhu scratched his head with a silly smile.He was about to get up, but was unexpectedly grabbed by Xiaobai.

Cool hands!He was sweating profusely, but why were his hands so cold?

"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't spray your face on purpose! You can wash your face in the room over there, why don't I go get you some hot water? Sigh... what are you doing!"

Jing Zhu screamed and wanted to escape from the scene, but Xiao Bai held his hand tightly and didn't intend to let go at all, so he was forced to turn around and look directly at Xiao Bai.

This was the first time he had observed this mysterious man so closely.I have to say that Xiaobai looks really amazing.Sword brows and star eyes, fresh and handsome, affectionate lips, pretty eyebrows and eyes, a pair of phoenix eyes slightly squinted, as if rippling with a wave of spring water, charming and spotless, she looks like a fairy in a painting.Although she looks a little embarrassed now, she seems to have a body fragrance on her body, like a faint sandalwood, elegant and pleasant.

Jing Zhu was a little lost in thought, staring blankly at those eyes, automatically ignoring the funny rice grains on his face.

It seems that there is something to say, but he hesitates.Xiaobai raised his eyes and looked back, thought for a moment, and then continued to remain silent.

"What's the matter with you, is it still uncomfortable?"

"..."

"How about this, I'll ask a doctor to take a look tomorrow?"

"..."

"Speaking of which, why did you fall in front of my house? Who is your name, and where did you come from?"

"..."

All the questions were answered with silence, which made Jing Zhu become irritable, smacked his lips, and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Could it be that this person is a mute? Why doesn't he say anything when he asks questions?What he said just now is not common, it seems to have a lot of background.

Yuhuayuan, isn't this man a prince, or at least a court official?But he said that he didn't kill people, so don't be a...?

By the way, fan!Jing Zhu also brought back the folding fan that scratched his fingers, and angrily threw it on the cabinet next to the stove.Fortunately, it was burned as firewood in a fit of anger.

After wiping his wet hands on his body, Jing Zhu went to the cabinet and took out the folding fan that Xiao Bai carried with him.I have to say that this fan looks extraordinary at first glance.

Snow jade white gauze spread fan, sandalwood bone, gold and jade silk, is an excellent top grade.On the snow-white fan surface is embroidered a moderately large lotus lotus with Nan Jinhua thread, echoing the small gilt-dotted green lotus on the fan handle.

lotus……?

This man seemed to be standing in the fog, which was unpredictable.Jing Zhu couldn't figure out why, and couldn't get anything out of the mouth of this seemingly dumb little beauty, so he just planned to wait for the doctor to be invited tomorrow, and let's see.