Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Probably because of the pain, Fang Ji couldn't move his whole body, and couldn't sleep well. His consciousness was always awake, so he simply opened his eyes and wanted to sit up in a different position.

Suddenly the door opened, and Mo Jin walked in with a bowl of steaming hot porridge, and the cold wind was still blowing through his clothes.

Although he just opened his eyes, his vision was still blurry, and his whole body was stiff and numb, but he still tried his best to move towards the bed.

Seeing this, Mo Jin put the porridge on the table, and quickly stretched out a hand to help him sit up. Afraid that the head of the bed would hit him, he stuffed the pillow behind his back, and then walked to the table with confidence. Holding hot water, wait for Fang Ji to wash.

Fang Ji looked at this person who was busy serving him early in the morning, his heart was filled with guilt and warmth, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said sickly: "This has really become my servant. "

"Isn't it a matter of course?" Mo Jin smiled slightly, took out a silk ribbon from his bosom, tied up Fang Ji's black hair scattered on one shoulder, turned around and brought the bowl of porridge over, and said, "No Whether it's cold or not, it's just right."

"I'll do it myself." Fang Ji was a little cautious, he was really not used to it, and he was afraid that he could not speak clearly and cause misunderstanding, so he added: "I do these things myself on weekdays."

Mo Jin's hand holding the spoon was startled, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Do all your servants serve you like this?"

"No, I drove them out." Fang Ji smiled bitterly, his eyes dodged, as if there was something unspeakable.

Mo Jin never liked to probe into other people's privacy, so when he saw Fang Ji's inappropriate expression, he didn't ask any more questions, and just said lightly, "How can you eat with one hand?"

"Don't you ask me why?" Seeing that Mo Jin didn't care about his question, Fang Ji felt a little uncomfortable. He actually longed for him to continue asking.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. Why force others to be difficult and make people unhappy." Mo Jin scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it a few times, and brought it to Fang Ji's mouth. Fang Jimun opened his mouth reluctantly, not knowing what to eat Swallowed it tastefully.

"If you don't ask me, how will you know that I don't want to talk about it," Fang Ji asked back.

"Oh, tell me then."

Facing Mo Jin's concise and perfunctory answer, Fang Ji had an inexplicable headache. He suddenly lost interest. After taking a deep breath, he said with a sense of loss, "Let's talk about it later."

"En." A light voice came, and then a spoonful of porridge was served.

Fang Ji raised his eyes to look at Mo Jin's pretty side face, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

It turns out that I really have nothing to talk to him about except those fanciful things, and it will be a dead end if I open my mouth!And Mo Jin was even more boring than him. The two of them were clearly on the same road and had the same temperament, but they couldn't get along anyway. Sometimes a single sentence could block the relationship between the two of them so that they were caught off guard.

Frost is really embarrassing to Bingzhu.

A bowl of porridge soon bottomed out, and the two never spoke a word.

Mo Jin seemed to see through Fang Ji's mind, he stroked Fang Ji's shoulder, pulled him close, hugged him lightly, and said against his ear, "Are you unhappy?"

This is obviously a gentle whisper, but Fang Ji will misunderstand it again.

Why do I feel like I'm being treated like a petty little daughter-in-law, I feel awkward all over, and said calmly: "No."

The answer was really crisp and clear, without sloppiness, even the warm embrace could not cover the frost completely.

The word "no" clearly shows: I have, and it is very.

Mo Jin lowered his eyes, looked at Fang Ji with a strange look, and suddenly changed the topic: "Don't investigate your brother Wang's matter, and make a conclusion, let him go."

Fang Ji was dumbfounded by this sudden sentence.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he was already questioning him over and over again in his heart.

Why don't you check it out, Brother Wang is so kind to you!

Why don't you investigate, brother Wang died too wrongly!

Why don't you check it, why don't you care about it!

How can you not check...

"Why..." Fang Ji muttered, he didn't know whether he was asking himself or Mo Jin.

"It's better you don't know." Mo Jin pressed Fang Ji's back heart with one hand, as if comforting and tender.

Generally, such words often carry ulterior secrets, the more they can arouse other people's thirst for knowledge!

"Why?" Fang Ji raised his head, staring at Mo Jin's face with burning eyes.

"Trust me, don't check it out, okay?" Mo Jin said earnestly.

Fang Ji was completely defeated by this gentle whisper, "Okay, listen to you."

The two fell into a deep silence again.

Embracing warmth, Fang Ji's head gently rubbed against his arms, he was relatively speechless, so be relatively speechless.

"You have something to do, don't delay too long, Falcon sent a message, they have left Jingzhou on [-]th."

"Have you connected with Falcon?" Fang Ji stood up and asked again, "Can we catch up?"

"Riding a horse is of course possible. If you take a carriage..." Mo Jin lowered his eyes and looked at Fang Ji, hesitant to speak.

Fang Ji knew what Mo Jin meant, and it was absolutely impossible for him to ride a horse in his current state, he could only ride a carriage.That……

Although Northwest and Jingzhou are thousands of miles apart, if you travel fast, you can reach them in just a few days.I have been delayed for two days...

When he was deep in thought, Mo Jin handed him a bundle and said, "Your things."

Hearing this, Fang Ji's face changed suddenly, his eyes scattered elsewhere, and he said: "I moved your things, and even broke one..."

He thought that Mo Jin would annoy him when he heard this, but he had already prepared for the worst.

"This is your thing." Mo Jin just said lightly, as if it was just an insignificant thing. If so, why did he keep it for so many years?

Sometimes Fang Ji felt that the person in front of him was confusing him more and more, and he even felt that he might be the one who pretended to be passionate...

Mo Jin saw that Fang Ji's face was not very good-looking, and a smile suddenly appeared on his brows. He opened his bag and said, "Put on some clothes, and we'll be on our way soon."

Hearing these words, he panicked so cautiously, as if he was going to die.

Fang Ji smiled wryly and said, "Going on the road?" Then he remembered something, and looked at the suit in surprise: "You bought it?"

"Ah."

"Do you know what size clothes I wear?"

"Of course I know, it's just that this place is desolate and there are no such good materials, so you can make do with it and change it when you get out of this place." Mo Jin helped Fang Ji put on clothes while talking.

The clothes are really rough, but Fang Ji is not a picky person.

However, he still said something that shouldn't be said: "I can actually wear your clothes."

Mo Jin stopped suddenly, looked at it for a long time, and said slowly, "Are you sure you can wear it?"

Does this still need to be answered? Of course it cannot.

Fang Ji felt ashamed of his absurd and ridiculous thoughts. At this moment, he was thinking of getting under the covers and blindfolding himself to death.

There was another terrible silence.

Fang Ji enjoyed Mo Jin's dressing and tidying up with peace of mind, and Mo Jin was also quietly busy with his work, tacitly ignoring each other, which was natural.

Frost and Ice are once again confronting each other at their peak.

"Do you remember that mask?"

"Well. I never thought you would keep it, I..." With a little guilt and emotion, Fang Ji choked again.

"I've already thrown it away, don't worry about it."

Fang Ji was shocked by this cold sentence!

Thinking about that day, the big boa constrictor was saved by this mask, so he threw it away!What else is strange here, why does the python obey the mask?

Throw away such an important thing!

Fang Ji went through all the emotions in his head, and finally said: "That mask is very important to me!"

Mo Jin was puzzled, and said, "How important is it?" Although the words were light, there were mixed feelings in his heart.

"A few days ago in Wushan, there was a boa constrictor that was very obedient to this mask, and it saved me."

Mo Jin obviously couldn't believe it. He pondered for a long time, and asked with an uncertain tone, "Are they two black pythons?"

"Yeah." Fang Ji replied in a low voice, and then added a guilty conscience: "The other one was killed by me..."

"You killed Zixi?" Mo Jin asked in surprise, his fingers suddenly squeezed Fang Ji's shoulder.

Fang Ji obviously did not expect this move. In his impression, Mo Jin rarely had such a big emotional change.

"Ziyi is not dead, it's the other one." Fang Ji glanced sideways at the hand that was holding his shoulder tightly.

"That's Zimei. These two snakes are my spiritual pets in the Snake Valley, but they stay in Lingshan for many years..." Mo Jin didn't say any more, he let go of his hand without leaving a trace.

"Sorry, I..."

"I know, it must hurt your life, so you killed it. If that's the case, it doesn't matter. It's just a livestock."

Spirit Snake Valley is hundreds of miles away from Jingzhou. It is located in a mysterious canyon. According to legend, no one has found the entrance to the valley for hundreds of years. Except for the people of Spirit Snake Valley, outsiders are not allowed to enter.

There is a spirit mountain in Spirit Snake Valley, and there are all kinds of rare medicinal herbs in the mountain. Of course, there are many poisonous insects and wild animals. Even the people of Spirit Snake Valley have to be careful when entering the mountain, and they will die in the mountain if they are not careful.

Especially the two boa constrictors in the mountains.One is called Ziyi and the other is called Zimei. No one knows how old these two snakes are except the owner of the valley, and these two pythons only obey the orders of the owner of the valley. Others who enter Lingshan will be attacked by these two pythons. Show no mercy.

What puzzled Mo Jin was how these two pythons were driven to Jingzhou?

As for why the two boa constrictors obeyed Fang Ji's orders after seeing the broken jade mask, Mo Jin's eyes flashed, he naturally understood.

Seeing that Mo Jin hadn't spoken for a long time, Fang Ji guessed that Mo Jin must be pampering the python, and a wave of guilt struck him again.

He changed the subject, and said softly, "Ah Jin, the capital is thousands of miles away from Jingzhou, how did you avoid those killers and arrive safely?"

Mo Jin never thought that he would ask this question, he shook his head and said with a smile, "Change faces."

Fang Ji stared at his pretty face again and again, but didn't notice any difference.

Mo Jin took out a transparent body and a bottle of liquid medicine from his sleeve.

He poured the potion on the mask, put the mask on his face, and stroked it with his hands for a moment. A strange face appeared in front of Fang Ji, and Fang Ji was dumbfounded.

"How?" A completely unfamiliar voice sounded.

Fang Ji's heart was sour, this person's expression and voice kept rolling in his mind, guilt, heartache, remorse, anger, touch... There are all kinds of emotions, and you can't hide them!

After being silent for a long while, he stretched out his hand, stroked his face lightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Ah Jin, from now on, whatever you say, I will listen to you!"

The author has something to say:

Actually, Ah Jin is so good.