Eight Hundred and Seventeenth: Jianzhou Capital, Set in Beijing (6)

Wei Ci lowered his eyes and turned his head, trying not to look at Jiang Pengji.

It is true that the name is not important, but the person.

But—how did she know what she was suffering from?

If the name is gone, it can be taken by order, but what if the person is different?

He doesn't want to serve the king in this life, she will meet another like-minded partner, then what's the relationship with him Wei Ci?

Two names that are crucial to him have been given to others, and the future will be very different from the history he knows, which is exactly what he wants to see... Even so, the pain in his heart is not It will be relieved in a while.

"The mind of the man's family is really difficult to understand."

Jiang Pengji sighed leisurely, and before Wei Ci had an attack, she suddenly covered her waist and eyes, and frowned tightly, as if she was enduring pain.

Seeing her performance, Wei Ci didn't have the mood to care about other things, so he hurriedly asked, "My lord, what's wrong?"

Jiang Pengji said with white lips, "In order to conquer the Jiamen pass, I had no choice but to go to battle..."

Before she finished speaking, Wei Ci had already imagined a tragic drama, and countless bloody scenes seemed to flash before his eyes.

"It's been more than a month since the battle of Jiamenguan, why hasn't the lord's injury healed yet?"

Wei Ci didn't dare to touch her, for fear of accidentally touching her wound.

To make her, who is stubborn by nature, appear weak in front of others, must be due to her severe injuries, which have not yet healed.

Sure enough, Jiang Pengji gradually eased her brows, and said nonchalantly, "Maybe the wound is too deep, and it's fatal."

Wei Ci felt the flames burning in his chest again.

No matter in the previous life or in the present life, this person always treats his body so disrespectfully, what does it mean to "kill someone's life"?

She is still young now, she is strong and healthy and can roam around, she can't see anything at all.

However, when she gets older, those old injuries won't torture her to death?

"Ci go and call the doctor over here."

Wei Ci's voice was low,

There is irresistible meaning in the words.

Jiang Pengji didn't allow him to work hard, and directly raised her hand to grab the opponent's hand, forcing him to be unable to stand up.

"No, it's just a minor injury." She smiled and pulled Wei Ci to her side, before the other party objected, "You don't even look at the sky outside, what time is it now? What if you call the doctor?" Come here, and the news that Liuzhou Mu will stay at the subordinate's house overnight will be heard before dawn. If it used to be, this would be a good story. Now that I have recovered my real gender, it will not be a good story but a scandal."

Jiang Pengji's words were like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, which made Wei Ci awake from the inside out, and his feverish brain also cooled down.

The situation she mentioned was indeed what Wei Ci was afraid of, but it made him feel even more uncomfortable to see Jiang Pengji enduring her pain and refusing to seek medical treatment.

"Maybe the wound opened accidentally, it should be fine."

When Jiang Pengji said this, she never let go of Wei Ci's hand, and the other party's attention was attracted again, but she didn't notice it.

"Don't talk, just let me take it easy."

Wei Ci had no choice but to compromise, and he suggested, "Master, why don't you let Ci secretly send you back to the county government?"

Jiang Pengji said shamelessly, "No, I have to alarm the guards and concierges when I go back to the county mansion. Isn't this place without three hundred taels of silver? How about Zixiao kindly help me clean up a room and come out, if it's too late, let me spend the night here in Changsheng become."

What else could Wei Ci say?

You are the lord and you are the biggest, and you have the final say on everything.

Just as he was about to get up, he found in embarrassment that his right hand had been held by the other party, and the skin between the two was sweating and she didn't let go.

"I'm sleepy - Zixiao don't bother me."

Jiang Pengji couldn't help saying that she wanted to lie down and sleep, Wei Ci could only hold back the words in her stomach.

Stiffly maintaining a kneeling posture, looking at the person who was carelessly pillowing his leg, he was stupefied and couldn't even vent his anger.

He held his eyelids that were constantly fighting, and planned to release his right hand after Jiang Pengji fell asleep.

"ah--"

At this time, Changsheng made full use of his bad sleeping posture, twisted his body successfully, rolled over from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, kicked the thin quilt covering him to the side of the bed, and his chubby body lay on the bed like a pile of flower cakes, posing Out of the independent shape of the golden rooster.

He sipped his mouth, there were only a few teeth in his mouth, and glistening saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Wei Ci frowned fiercely.

He carefully leaned his upper body, pulled off the thin quilt abandoned by Changsheng, and covered her again.

As for carrying Changsheng from the end of the bed back to the head of the bed and continue to sleep?

He really can't do such a difficult move now.

Looking at Chang Sheng's sleeping face, and looking at the obviously hooligan man on his lap, Wei Ci felt his brain ache.

Why does he feel that his vest can no longer be covered?

Why do you think Jiang Pengji did it on purpose?

This is probably his hallucination, right?

Wei Ci sighed, and could only support the raised table with his hands, finding a slightly more comfortable leaning position.

The surroundings were too quiet, and he had many things in his mind, none of which had anything to do with official business.

He felt himself fallen.

Xu was too sleepy, Wei Ci couldn't help pointing to his forehead, and fell asleep in a daze.

The unnatural dream is extremely unstable, and complicated scenes appear one after another.

[Those uncles only want to be the younger brother of the crown prince, so they don't want to live forever... Grand Tutor, the orphan is a burden to the mother, right? 】

The girl said this, which made Wei Ci feel sad.

The scene changed again, and the weeping girl turned into a slim princess in the blink of an eye, with the same expressionless expression as her mother.

【Teacher, is that the lonely imperial brother? 】

Wei Ci said in a dream, 【Your Highness, no one in this world can be your imperial brother. 】

【Mother told Gu the truth, Taifu doesn't need to be so trembling... Gu will take good care of Taifu and emperor's younger brother...】

Although unknown, they are siblings after all.

In the Jiang Dynasty, in the eighteenth year of Yongchen, Emperor Chen's Taizu was seriously ill, and all the grass and trees in the government and the people were all soldiers.

It was at this time that a case called "Prince Zhang Zuo" shocked the government and the public.

[Gu is the prince of Zhang Zuo! 】

[Niezi! 】

... The further back, the more chaotic the dream. Wei Ci stood there blankly, not knowing what was going on in the chaos.

Those scenes instantly melted and distorted into countless ghosts and monsters, all of them rushed towards him with grinning grinning.

When he was about to be swallowed up by the ghost, Wei Ci yelled out in horror, and leaned forward suddenly——

Jiang Pengji was just pretending to be asleep at first, but then she really fell asleep. When the sky was getting brighter, she was awakened by the slight movement of Wei Ci's nightmare.

Wei Ci was covered in cold sweat, his face was bleeding, and his lips were trembling with fear.

Jiang Pengji was about to shake her awake, but Wei Ci yelled and leaned forward. The movement was too big, and his nose bumped into her face. Holding the grass—how is this routine completely different from the romantic little words spoken by the audience in the live broadcast room! To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: