Shaoyin was slapped by him, his arm shook suddenly, and the medicine juice in the bowl almost spilled out.
She narrowed her eyes, looked at him and said, "What are you doing? It costs a lot of money for a pack of medicine!"
Pei Jiufeng couldn't be in the mood to take medicine, and her face flushed with anger: "I didn't steal the money! They are talking nonsense! I drew them a picture, and they should have given me at least two taels of silver, but they didn't want to give it, and they wanted to give it for nothing. If they want my paintings, I will tell them—”
Having said that, I got stuck.
He has no memory of that time.
The middle section is blank, and he has no way of knowing how his leg was broken. However, what happened couldn't be wrong, that is, they wanted to sell his paintings without paying him!
Shaoyin frowned, pursed her lips, moved closer to the bed with the bowl in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Take the medicine first."
"I believe everything you say." Seeing that he was not moving, she sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up the dark concoction with a spoon, and fed it to his mouth, saying in a low voice, "How dare you steal someone's medicine?" Money? They have a lot of people, you dare not. It’s just that they all say so, so let’s forget it, we can’t afford to provoke, we can afford to hide...”
Hearing what she said, Pei Jiufeng was willing to take the medicine.
Hearing "forget it", he was immediately angry again, and waved her hand away, and the medicine juice was immediately sprinkled on the bedding, and he didn't care about it, and said angrily: "How can I forget it? It's impossible!"
Shaoyin frowned, a little anxious, but also a little helpless and said: "Otherwise? What should we do? Let's talk, who believes us? Even if we believe us, what can we do? The child is in his early years? If you make them anxious, maybe your other leg will be broken!"
Hearing this, Pei Jiufeng was so angry that his eyes almost popped out. He clenched his fist with his right hand and beat the bed board hard, making a "bang bang" sound.
"They will definitely pay the price!!" he roared.
Seeing that he was thumping like a dehydrated fish, Shaoyin didn't even care about the pain caused by his broken leg, so she knew that he was really angry.
"Okay, okay, don't move around." She persuaded, "Take care of your legs first, and slowly raise the issue of justice, okay?"
After tossing and tossing for a while, Pei Jiufeng was exhausted. He is very used to this taste, because if he eats less, he just has no strength.
He was out of breath, and his forehead was chilly, which was the sweat from struggling just now.
Now that he didn't move, he felt more and more pain in his leg. He gave her a hard look, half stood up, grabbed the bowl with his hands, and drank it down in one gulp!
What to say to her? What is the use!
He has to come by himself!
While drinking the terribly bitter concoction, Pei Jiufeng thought in his heart, when he woke up, he would definitely send someone to Qing County to arrest Wang and Li!
There is no need to behead him, sarcasm flashed across his eyes, the demon hates his cruelty the most, if he cut off someone's head because of this, the demon will have the same means waiting for him.
He can change the method, such as confiscating the property of the two of them.
The two bullied a helpless child for a painting. He didn't believe that the monster would not hate this!
When he confiscates their property, keeps some of it for himself, and distributes the rest to those who can't eat, will the demon have any objections
It's just time to drink a bowl of medicine, he has already thought about how to deal with Wang and Li.
His mouth was so bitter that he didn't even have a sweet candied fruit. He pressed his throat hard to suppress the instinct of vomiting, and handed the medicine bowl to Shaoyin with his backhand.
Lie on the bed by yourself, close your eyes, and don't even want to see the world.
Damn Wang and Li, a dirty and poor environment, a weak and incompetent sister, and a sore leg.
Pei Jiufeng was very annoyed, thinking that he had already sent people to look for the master and immortal teacher, but he didn't know when he would find them, and whether he could deal with the demon. I also thought about how long it would take for me to wake up, which made me even more bored.
The decoction contained drowsiness ingredients, he quickly fell asleep, but his brows were still frowning, he was not happy when he fell asleep.
After Shaoyin washed the dishes, he went out to buy vegetables.
She borrowed two taels of silver, most of which was used for Pei Jiufeng's leg treatment, and the remaining half was left.
She bought some rice noodles and a few tube bones, and when she got home, she began to stew the bone soup.
There was a gurgling sound in the pot, and the smell filled the yard, but it didn't wake up the hungry Pei Jiufeng, because he had a fever.
Shaoyin twisted the towel and wiped his body for physical cooling.
He didn't go anywhere, just stayed by his side and took care of him.
"Why are you taking such good care of him?" Huihui was surprised, "This dog, does he deserve to be taken good care of?"
Shaoyin said: "No one loved him since he was a child, the previous emperor didn't care about him, his biological mother died young, his brothers often bullied him, his nanny often used him as a cover to meet with people privately, and the person who met privately saw that he was good-looking , and tried to moles him, his nanny helped him by putting medicine in his food to make it easier for that man to do it."
This is Pei Jiufeng's character design.
He suffered a lot in his childhood, which made him dark and brutal when he grew up, disappointed and hated the whole world.
"But, but..." Hui Hui was momentarily confused, "Didn't you say that the tyrant is disgusting?"
"It's disgusting." Shaoyin said, "but what's disgusting is his brutal behavior, not his gloomy youth experience."
Hui Hui was completely confused: "What are you talking about?"
Shaoyin touched the towel on Pei Jiufeng's forehead and saw that it was already warm, so she soaked it in cold water again and put it on him.
Explained to Huihui: "I think he had a bad life when he was young, and he deserves sympathy. But this cannot be a reason for his brutal behavior to be forgiven."
In the script, the heroine was afraid of the tyrant at first, but after knowing his pitiful experience, she felt that he was justifiable and was reluctant to blame him.
Later, the male partner rebelled, and the heroine stood on the tyrant's side, reprimanding the male partner for not rebelling, and fully defending the tyrant's rule.
"He resents that no one in the world loves him, so let Wang Dachun love him."
"And he made a mistake and deserves to be punished."
If you do something wrong, you should be punished.
Otherwise, the hurt person, do they deserve it
Huihui: "..."
It feels like it's right, but there's something wrong with it.
"How are you going to punish him?" it asked tentatively.
Pei Jiufeng, who was in a coma, didn't know that he was being discussed, he just felt hot and thirsty.
As if back in his youth, he had a fever and was lying alone in the bedroom, no one cared about him, he only felt that he was being scorched by the fire and was about to be dried.
In a daze, he forgot that he had grown up and become an emperor that no one dared to neglect. He also forgot that he was manipulated by the "demon" and became the poor boy Wang Dagen in the dream.
He frowned uncomfortably, his eyelashes trembled, he lost the gloom he had when he was awake, and felt a little fragile.
Does anyone take care of him? Let him not be so uncomfortable
He didn't know if his prayers were heard, but he felt moist and cool rain falling, which quenched the fire a bit, and he was finally not so hot.
He opened his mouth wide, trying to catch the rain and quench his thirst.
He was lucky, and the cool rain fell into his mouth, which was a bit sweet.
The fire was weakened, and it was no longer a threat. He drank a lot of rainwater and was not so thirsty.
The furrowed brow gradually unfolded, and he fell into a deep sleep.
He had a fever all night, and Shaoyin took care of him all night.
The next morning, Pei Jiufeng woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the dusty beams and old spider webs above his head. Frowning, he sighed annoyed and helplessly.
Suddenly, he felt his right hand being pressed by something, and when he turned his head, he saw a small body lying beside the bed.
Withered grass-like hair, shabby clothes, and a neck so slender that it would break if it was pinched.
It turned out that she was so weak, an idea came to Pei Jiufeng's mind.
Why on earth can't he beat her
"Hello."
He moved his fingers, "Wake up!"
Shaoyin raised her head, opened her eyes dimly, blinked her eyes a few times, and smiled on her face: "Da Gen, are you awake?" She straightened up, reached out her hand to touch his forehead, and said joyfully, "The fever is gone!"
Pei Jiufeng was taken aback for a moment, feeling the refreshing memory flooding back several times last night. He looked at the young girl's malnourished yellow face, then at her skinny hands like chicken feet, and finally landed on her emaciated body.
She was the one who took care of him last night.
He was taken care of by her all night.
Being such a poor, unremarkable girl who he despised in the past, he would not even look at her.
An indescribable feeling came to my heart.
He was taken care of, and he was taken care of when he was sick. This is something that was full of longing and expectation when he was young.
But the person who took care of him was someone he looked down upon.
"Hmm." He lowered his eyelids and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth tightly.
His expression was indescribably alienated.
Shaoyin didn't care, heated up a bowl of big bone soup, and fed him to drink.
He went to boil the medicine again, poured out a bowl of boiling hot medicine juice, and put it beside the bed: "When it cools down, you can drink it."
"What are you doing?" Pei Jiufeng asked.
Shaoyin paused, and said, "I'm going to find something to do." Hesitating for a while, she turned around and touched the top of his head, "Da Gen, don't make trouble at home, our family has no surplus food and owes debts. "
Pei Jiufeng was unhappy when he heard the word "debt".
This reminded him that he had sold firewood many times, but in the end he did not live a good life.
Didn't even eat a bite of meat.
This time I drank bone soup, but it was thanks to my broken leg.
What a sarcasm.
"Okay." He said casually.
From his expression, he could feel that he was very unhappy, but he suppressed it and did not attack.
Shaoyin patted his head again, then turned and left.
The top of Pei Jiufeng's head still had the feeling of being rubbed.
Her lips were pursed tightly, with some disgust, some shame, and some unspeakable feelings.
He lay stretched out on the bed, thinking about things in a mess. When the concoction is cold, drink it up in one gulp.
It was so bitter it made me want to vomit.
Then, he encountered an embarrassing thing—he drank a bowl of big bone soup in the morning, and now he drank a bowl of medicinal juice, and he wanted to urinate very, very much.
My bladder was about to explode.