Hidden Man [Transmigration Book]

"How did Xiao Zixi come out to go shopping today? Well, what a disgusting sight, do you want me to dig out their eyes for you?" Han Feng stuffed a piece of soft cake into his mouth with a smile. Seemingly sweeping towards the side unintentionally, the coldness seeping out instantly caused the two malicious eyes to avoid one after another. There was a space around the two of them, and the air was much fresher.

Only then did Ye Zixi realize that the eyes of the people around him were not looking at him rightly. After being a little transparent for a long time, he really didn't have any self-consciousness as a beauty. As a result, he finally felt awkward and didn't have any intention of wandering around, so he turned around and walked around. Walk.

"Hey? This pineapple cake tastes good? Don't you want to try it, kid? I haven't eaten this before..." Someone's teasing voice came from behind, and it was rarely bright, but it made him tense to death all the way through. The tense nerves relaxed a little, and said without looking back, "You are rewarded!"

It really has the taste of a three-point leader.

Han Feng laughed softly, holding the fragrant and soft pineapple cake in one hand, and bringing it to his mouth, while following unhurriedly, always keeping a distance of ten steps, but when he saw Ye Zixi's footsteps, he slightly He squinted his eyes.

When I returned to Lanyue Tower, I was told that the child had already woken up. Ye Zixi raised his foot to go there, but was stopped by Han Feng halfway. He restrained his smile a little, and said in a rare serious tone, "Subordinate It was too late to investigate some incidents before, but there are some things that the leader still needs to know."

This person would only respectfully call him Hierarch when he was reporting or when his subordinates were present, so Ye Zixi stopped and followed him to the side hall.

"A few days ago, Xiao Junyi, the only son of the leader of the martial arts alliance, was intercepted and killed by Liao San of the Pengfei Sect when he was going to burn incense in the Chong'an Temple. , just disappeared in the outskirts of Lingyang."

Speaking of this, Han Feng stopped and handed the letter paper in his hand to Ye Zixi, which was enough for him to understand everything.

Thinking back to how embarrassed he was when he first saw that child, Ye Zixi's heart softened. This was the first person he wanted to save when he crossed over, and he was so thin and pitiful, so he always cared a little more for his fellow-sickness.

"Then his identity, have you found out?" Fingers rubbed the white paper lightly, the candle light danced slightly, and his face was buried in the shadow, unable to distinguish his emotions.

"Yes, the boy's name is Ayun, he is Xiao Junyi's servant, he was bought back when he was young, he has a good relationship, and he has no relatives alive."

Alone... Alone?

Ye Zixi's heart skipped a beat, she got up and walked back to the bedroom through the side hall, opened the door and met those dark eyes, she seemed to be in good spirits and her complexion improved a lot.

It's just that empty and gloomy gaze still makes people feel uneasy.

With no relatives and the disadvantage of protecting the master, even if the child is still alive, if he returns to the Wulin League, he may not be able to escape death.

Knowing the contempt for human life in this era, especially the absolute control over servants, Ye Zixi's heart skipped a beat.

He stood by the bed, looked down at those eyes, and said softly, "You are now a dead person to the outside world, with an embarrassing status and a serious injury. Do you want to... come with me? You will not be short of anything."

Xiao Junyi withdrew his gaze from the unknown place, stared for a moment, his dark eyes reflected a figure, it was very beautiful, especially that touch of bright red dispelled a little darkness.

It can even be said that in his more than ten years, he has never seen such a good-looking person.

Moreover, his voice was pleasant and his tone was gentle. Xiao Junyi could no longer remember where he came from or his name, his mind was blank, as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

And now, a drop of red ink fell on the paper, and with that person's overly beautiful smile, it gently engraved the first imprint on his heart.

So he stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's wide sleeve, in exchange for a shallow smile.

"Where does it hurt?" Ye Zixi gently held that little hand in his own, and then let go of it as if being stabbed by a needle. As expected, a circle of red bruises appeared on the wheat-colored skin , It will turn into a terrifying blue-purple in a short time.

There must be a countermeasure for this...

He tried his best to move as lightly as possible, silently placed the person's hands, and raised his head to meet those dead eyes. The only light was the red shadow reflected in the black pupils. He suddenly felt something strange. He speaks!

Now he was a little panicked, so he quickly called the doctor. The old doctor shook his goatee, tilted his head from time to time, and said "en" and "oh" in surprise, which made his heart tremble. .

"How is it?"

Only then did the doctor come back to his senses, and returned tremblingly, "Reporting to the leader, this young man has suffered a severe blow to the head, and there is a blood clot in his skull, which may cause temporary amnesia or even unconsciousness, and I will watch his reaction. It also seems to be a little speechless, but it doesn't matter, and it will recover soon after careful recuperation."

"How fast is it?" Ye Zixi frowned, confused?

Become a fool?

Amnesia and dumb?

Considering the speed at which the boy rolled down the mountain and the force with which he hit the boulder, it seems not difficult to understand, but this is too cruel, especially when he is such a young child...

"This...it's hard to say, it depends on the speed of the congestion, it may be three to five months, or it may be three to five years, it's really... hard to say..." The old man bent down tremblingly, it was difficult for him to do this The waist is still so flexible at this age.

After all, if this answer is not good, I am afraid that I will be thrown into the snake den.

However, to his surprise, their leader seemed to be very patient today, and he didn't make any inexplicable requests, so he quickly got up from the ground and ran to decoct the medicine.

Ye Zixi sat by the bed, looked at Xiao Junyi's cute little face after he fell asleep, and pursed the corners of his lips slightly.

This child was born to be good-looking. After closing those strange eyes, the breath on his body became docile, like a beautiful and soft cat. eyelash.

Just as he was staring intently, he unexpectedly met those eyes again, clear and indifferent, as if he had seen everything through, and also as if he had never paid attention to anything.

The child stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and grabbed his sleeve again, but only slightly pinched a corner. The pitifully small amount of fabric was held in his hand, and he could tear it off with a light flick.

Ye Zixi was stunned for a moment by this act of coquettish dependence, and then realized in an instant that he must have heard what the doctor said just now!

Take a closer look at the child's tightly pursed lips, slightly fluttering nostrils, and dimmed eyes. What else is there that you don't understand?

"Don't worry, I said I would take you with me, then I won't abandon you. You have to recover from your illness before you can leave with me, you know?"

Ye Zixi softened her tone and coaxed this sentence. Although she knew that the child might be stupid now and couldn't listen, she still persuaded him patiently.

Hearing this, Xiao Junyi closed his eyes suddenly, pretending to be resting seriously, but he still didn't let go of that hand.

The two knuckles were clenched tightly, and then clasped into the palm of the hand, before falling into a deep sleep.

Injured and still a half-grown child, she fell into a deep sleep not long after. Ye Zixi moved her stiff body after sitting for a long time. When she wanted to get up, her sleeves were pulled and she couldn't move.

He looked down, and saw that the child was still holding on to the small piece of fabric, frowning slightly because of his pulling action just now, and he didn't wake up, but just slept unsteadily.

Ye Zixi was in trouble this time, and stretched out her hand to break his hand away, but she was afraid that if she couldn't control her strange strength, she would break the bone of the hand directly, so she hesitated for a while.

"Master, this subordinate has finished dealing with the affairs here, do you think you are returning to Islam or not?" At this moment, Li Yue walked in.

After pushing open the door, he approached with a cool breeze wrapped around him, with a bit of piercing but well-hidden murderous aura, without the slightest bit of femininity and obsequiousness of a woman, on the contrary, it made people feel like being stabbed.

"En? It's just right, you pull him away for me." Ye Zixi didn't raise her head, she only shrank slightly from the cold wind at first, then she didn't notice it anymore, she still looked down at Xiao Junyi intently.

Li Yue was silent for a moment, stretched out her hand to pull, but was reminded again, "Don't wake him up, he finally fell asleep..."

There was a hint of surprise in the ice-cold pupils, but he still didn't say anything. The sword light flashed, and there was a slight cracking sound, and the fiery red piece finally fell down, obediently hanging by his side, leaving only The horns are still quivering.

Ye Zixi was stunned by her action. He just wanted her to be gentler. This ancient man really is... straight-tempered...

"Is there still our property nearby?" After a moment of silence, Ye Zixi turned around, his tone as cold as ever, as if that rare

Tenderness and caring are but a flash in the pan.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

"There is another branch in Danyang City, but it takes one month to come and go, and after one month, the term will expire in three months. It's better for you... to be in the church."

March?

What March?

Ye Zixi was a little puzzled, but Liyue's expression was too cold and alienated, as if frozen in ice and snow, she never revealed a trace of emotion, which made him unable to figure it out, and did not dare to ask rashly.

"Then go back." He flicked his long sleeves, turned around and left, and the wide clothes bloomed on the ground in an instant, delicate and dazzling, and scorching almost dazzling.

The journey back was relatively smooth, and Liyue thoughtfully bought him various kinds of plums, and installed a whole small hidden pavilion, and managed to suppress the overwhelming nausea, but fortunately, he was so embarrassed when he didn't come.

And Xiao Junyi, who had already woken up, was thrown directly into Ye Zixi's carriage by the caring Han Feng. The child who was seriously injured just now is really not suitable for riding a bumpy horse.

As soon as he got into the carriage, the child's eyes widened in surprise, as if he couldn't understand the scene before him.

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Ye Zixi: Xiao Yueyue, are you implying that I will cut off my sleeves in the future?