"What do you mean, the girl ingested Fushen by mistake?"
Jing Rong said.
Moruo nodded, then shook his head, "It should be."
"Then why didn't you remind her just now? Instead, you looked back three times."
"I am a miracle doctor that everyone praises, not everyone can save me."
"Magic doctor? I think you should be snickering if you are not regarded as a magician. If you don't know, I thought you had ulterior motives."
"I do have this intention, I'm afraid that girl doesn't have this intention."
"Okay, you just drank too much, and your body is full of messy wine. At this moment, you are still confused and can't understand. If you continue like this, maybe you will be confused and something big will happen."
Jing Rong's mouth has always been merciless.
Mo Ruo snorted coldly, "I'm not drunk."
Nonsence!
Alcoholics say so.
Jing Rong said coldly, "Since you're not drunk and you don't want to remind that girl, why don't you try to look at it? Both of your eyes are about to grow on someone else's body."
"I'm just curious. You know, although I saw her symptoms, I didn't know what kind of disease she was suffering from. I felt an itch in my heart and wanted to cut off her pulse."
curious!
Seeing his little beads squinting, Jing Rong felt amused again.
He kicked the crooked wine bottles in the carriage, and said, "I guess that group of people is also going to be appeased. If they meet again, it's not impossible for you to check her pulse."
"Let's forget it, if that girl treats me as a bad person, that's fine?" After speaking, Mo Ruo stretched her waist, waved her hands, and lay down, "I'd better be an idler, it's better than taking care of me. Have a good time."
As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep!
Although Jing Rong and him grew up with bare buttocks, Moruo knew him, but he might not know Moruo.
Mo Ruo's mind is too heavy, and his temperament is unpredictable. What does he want? don't want what? Jing Rong still can't figure it out, maybe he doesn't want anything, and he wants everything.
Weird!
Soon, the sky darkened.
On the mountain of Guandao, torches illuminated the avenue, and the shadows of the big trees around it flickered on the ground, on horses, on people, on carriages...
Coupled with the cold wind blowing from the woods, it looks very strange.
The road became more and more uneven, Ji Yunshu was bumped so that she could not sleep, but Wei Yi, lying on her lap, slept comfortably.
Occasionally, I rubbed the tip of my nose with my fingers.
Ji Yunshu's legs were a little numb from his pillow, but he could only tap lightly on the side a few times, and he didn't dare to move too much, so as not to wake Wei Yi.
She reached out and rubbed his head gently, a doting smile on the corner of her mouth.
But after a while, the smile froze, and the eyes were deep.
He said softly, "Wei Yi, when Jin Jiang arrives, I don't know whether to continue taking you with me, or... keep you?"
She was conflicted.
In fact, she thought about this question for a long time along the way.
The hand rubbing Wei Yi's head gradually stopped, and he simply lifted the curtain of the car to let out some air.
Outside, there was no end to the dark woods, and the faintly swaying torches slanted light on her delicate facial features.
The cold wind came, mixed with the warmth of the torch, and the cold alternated, causing her to shiver.
Lang Bo noticed her and rode forward.
"Mr. Ji, are you tired?"
She nodded and said directly, "A little bit."
"You can walk a short distance ahead to an inn. You can bear it for a while, and then you can rest well."
"Yep."
Lang Bo seemed to be addicted to talking. Seeing that Ji Yunshu was still in good spirits, he was still some distance away from the inn, so he planned to chat with Ji Yunshu.
"By the way, Mr. Ji, according to our itinerary, it is estimated that we can reach Jinjiang in five or six days. What are your plans?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"Jinjiang is your hometown, Mr. Ji, so..." He hesitated before speaking, clearly with deep meaning.
Ji Yunshu understood.
He looked forward, and then said to him, "Brother Lang, are you worried that me and the Ji family will make trouble?"
Lang Bo was embarrassed, "Mr. Ji, don't blame me for being stupid. I'm just asking casually and caring. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."
Thick voice, with a naive feeling.
Ji Yunshu really didn't respond to his words, but looked behind him and asked, "Is Zhao Huai still following?"
"Follow, don't take a step faster, don't take a step slowly, it's like using a ruler to measure the distance, it's weird." He said quickly, "But don't worry, Mr. Ji, the lord has already ordered me to keep an eye on it, absolutely You won't be in trouble again."
Very firm!
She nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked, "What about the other group of people by the creek in the afternoon?"
"That group of people? It should be in the back. It's just this official road. It is estimated that they are also going to appease them. However, what did the master ask those people?"
"It's nothing, I'm just asking casually."
Uh!
Lang Bo's face was extremely ugly.
Ji Yunshu also stuck his head in the car and lowered the curtain.
Lang Bo was at a loss, but felt embarrassed. If he had known, he would not have asked.
After half an hour, I finally arrived at an inn in the mountains.
Ji Yunshu woke Wei Yi and pulled him out of the carriage.
Before entering, there was a loud noise from the inn.
It stunned the birds in the woods.
It turned out that the people inside were shouting wine.
The so-called shouting wine is generally a common saying of the mountain inn. The implication is that it means fighting wine.
A group of people gathered around a chair, each shouting with blushes and thick necks.
In the crowd, a burly man with a beard face was drinking a bowl of wine, his eyes were bleeding, and the whole person was staggered.
On the opposite side of him is a woman!
The woman, with her long hair on top of her head and a chopstick stuck in it, was wearing a dress with one sleeve torn off, revealing her white collarbone and right arm, with a big red strap tied around her waist, hanging from it. A string of pendants made of bones is very infiltrative.
At hand, there is also a folding fan made of ivory.
With her left foot on the stool, her elbow on her knee, she gulps down the dozens of bowls of wine prepared in front of her.
Not even a little drunk.
until-
The big guy opposite was drunk and fell to the ground.
Boom!
The bulky and broad body fell to the ground, still saying "I want to drink, I want to drink, I want to win, my win..."
Everyone laughed.
When Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu came in, they just saw this scene.
When Xiao Er saw someone coming in, he shouted, "Sanniang, there is a guest."
As soon as the woman heard it, she drank the last bowl of wine, threw the empty bowl directly onto the big man lying on the ground, picked up the folding fan, opened it, and walked over with her graceful body twisted.
All kinds of styles!
Sanniang looked at Jingrong's group, and with a glance of her elite eyes, she knew that they had money or not.
She rubbed over, her red phoenix eyes with red eye makeup, very charming, but without losing the atmosphere of a woman in the rivers and lakes.
"Do you want to stay at the hotel? Or are you leaving after dinner?"
The voice was high-pitched.
Jing Rong's face was cold and silent.
Lang Bo said, "Arrange a few rooms, prepare some food and drink, and send them upstairs."