Tsing Yi Fu

Su Yi moved his lips, wanting to refute something?But he couldn't make a sound.As smart as he is, he took advantage of Dugu Shuo's words and Luo Qingjue's attitude in the past half month.The truth is like a bead threaded through a thread, everything is clear.

After a long time, Su Yi closed his eyes with a blank expression.

Xiao Yunse on the side shook her head helplessly, glanced at the person on the bed, and left quietly.

After a while, Baili Wuchen said: "Su Yi, you rest at ease and recover from your injuries, I won't bother you anymore." At the end of the sentence, he had no intention of leaving.After waiting for a long time, there was still no response from Su Yi.A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared outside the door.

In an instant, only Dugu Shuo and the sick Su Yi were left in the empty room.

At this time, Dugu Shuo clenched his fists tightly and looked at Su Yi angrily.When he was about to walk to the bed, Dugu Shuo suddenly stopped in his tracks, and he was completely relieved when he turned around to confirm that Baili Wuchen had gone far.

Dugu Shuo didn't know what was wrong with him, so he came to the bed, grabbed Su Yi by the collar, and when he saw Su Yi's face was blank, he punched him on the face.

Su Yi was dazed for a while, then suddenly smiled lightly, slowly broke free from Dugu Shuo's hand, and asked calmly, "Are you jealous? Dugu Shuo."

Dugu Shuo was taken aback, jealous?Yes, he was jealous, jealous to death.Why did Baili Wuchen look at Su Yi with such gentle and loving eyes?What does Su Yi, a vixen, have to do?

Su Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and tilted his head to look at him: "Xiao Shuo, don't worry. I have no other intentions for Baili Wuchen. If you like him, go for it."

Dugu Shuo snorted softly, "I will do that myself."

Su Yi nodded, his body was so painful that he no longer wanted to speak.

Dugu Shuo rolled his eyes, and when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said, "The person in the painting is Nangong Jin."

Su Yi's head exploded with a "boom," and when he regained consciousness, Dugu Shuo was already far away.

Lying powerlessly on the bed, Su Yi wanted to cry but had no tears.Repeating the name "Nangong Jin" over and over again made his teeth itch with hatred.

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Su Yi was seriously injured this time, and could barely get out of bed and walk.

During these days, Baili Wuchen would come to play chess with him to pass the time.Xiao Yunse brought some books fabricated by Xia Liba people to relieve his boredom.And Luo Qingjue only visited him once.That day, while he was still asleep, he suddenly heard Luo Qingjue asking angrily: "Why is it you?" What does this mean?Su Yi didn't understand, and he didn't understand until now.

In the blink of an eye, half a month later, Su Yi's injuries were almost healed.At this time, he was lying on the rocking chair humming a little song, and the scorching sun of September made him unable to open his eyes.

In the past half month, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the Jianghu. Even a man like Su Yi who was raised in the compound did not know where he heard the news.

One is that the Demon Cult has changed its master, and the new master is trying to unify the rivers and lakes, causing the various factions to be in a state of panic all day long.The second is that a mysterious thief who came and went without a trace appeared inexplicably in the rivers and lakes, specializing in stealing secret books of various factions.

Both of these are great harm to martial arts, and people can't wait to punish them quickly.

Su Yi was lying on the rocking chair, holding the cattail fan and shaking it, thinking leisurely: Fortunately, I am far away from the disputes in the world, so I don't need to worry about this kind of thing anymore.

A breeze blows, bringing bursts of rice fragrance.Su Yi moved his nose and got off the rocking chair.Stepping slowly, he walked towards the north courtyard.

Along the way, the scenery is very good.Although it is the end of autumn, the flowers and plants have no intention of withering. Accompanied by the breeze and flowing water, they stand gracefully on both sides of the stone road, full of vitality.

As the aroma of the rice became stronger and stronger, Su Yi rolled up his sleeves and stopped in front of the kitchen door.

There were people coming in and out of the door, one of them saw Su Yi, and shouted: "I don't know if His Majesty is back today? What are you still doing there? Come in and help."

Su Yi nodded and followed into the kitchen.As soon as he entered the room, before Su Yi could stand still, he was confused by the little cooks who were rushing in and out.

"Go, pour out the swill over there." The steward in the kitchen pushed and pushed Su Yi dissatisfied.

Su Yi's expression was indifferent, neither angry nor angry.Just like that, he walked over honestly, picked up the heavy slop bucket, and walked out of the door unsteadily.

Just outside the house, the manager didn't forget to add: "Hey, remember to pour the swill into the deep ditch outside the house..."

Su Yi smiled, the deep ditch outside the house is far away from here, and the servants usually use carts to pour dirty water.But he has to carry such a heavy swill for a long distance, is it really too much for him?It's just that this is an intention to find fault, so where can I justify it?

Gao Yang was shrouded in dark clouds at some point, and suddenly a cool breeze arrived, blowing Su Yi down to the bone.

A person came slowly in the distance, Su Yi lowered his head, wanting to leave quickly.

As the saying goes: "It's a blessing, not a disaster. A disaster can't be avoided." After all, Su Yi didn't escape.

When Dugu Shuo passed by him, he stepped on Su Yi's feet impartially. He was unsteady and almost fell down, spilling most of the swill.

Seeing Dugu Shuo who swaggered away, Su Yi shook his head helplessly, picked up the bucket and continued walking.If someone asked him why he became a sloppy boy?It's funny to think about it.

Not long ago, when Dugu Shuo saw Baili Wuchen playing chess with Su Yi to pass the time, he suddenly became jealous.In the evening, he found Su Yi, and said arrogantly: "I see that you have been too free recently, so I found you a job. You can go to the back kitchen tomorrow to help." Su Yi didn't bother to resist, he thought it was too much. childish.As a result, the next day, when he came to the kitchen, he realized that the so-called "hands-on" turned out to be slop, which really made him dumbfounded.

After regaining consciousness, Su Yi walked out of the house carrying a heavy bucket.He sighed, after all, he had lived for hundreds of years, and everything should be taken lightly, but for some reason, he felt aggrieved.

Now that he has lost all his mana, even if he is wronged and resentful, what can he do?

When carrying the bucket out of the house, Su Yi was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and his palms were red from being strangled.After wiping off his sweat, Su Yi stretched his muscles and bones, seeing the beautiful scenery of green mountains and green waters in front of him, he couldn't help feeling better.

Su Yi took a deep breath of the aura from the mountain, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: Luo Qingjue chose to locate this house on a high mountain, it was indeed a good idea.Although it is remote, but because of the beautiful scenery around it, there is an inexplicable charm and elegance.

After resting enough, Su Yi picked up the bucket and walked towards the deep ditch opposite.

Suddenly seeing a carriage approaching in front of him, Su Yi suddenly stopped moving.

"Woo—" The carriage stopped in front of Su Yi.

"My lord, we're here." The driver lifted up the curtain respectfully.

Then, one person slowly got out of the car.

"Qing Jue..." Su Yi blankly called out to the handsome man in front of him, and accidentally dropped the bucket on the ground, causing slop to flow all over the floor.

Luo Qingjue glanced at him, frowning tightly.

"Qing Jue, who is this person?" After seeing Su Yi, the man who got out of the car asked curiously.

The moment Su Yi saw the man, his eyes turned red with shock.His fingers were trembling slightly, he was afraid.

Luo Qingjue frowned, and smiled at the man in white: "The new servant at home."

Su Yi froze in place, his heart was bleeding.

"So that's how it is, but it really looks like me." The man in white smiled and pulled Luo Qingjue into the house.

The laughter of the two gradually faded away, and a name repeatedly flashed in Su Yi's mind: "Nangong Jin."

The author has something to say: Forgive me for not actively updating the article, I have no motivation recently.