When Jing Li opened the door, he first smelled the odor of alcohol, and then he saw the two people in front of him clearly.
Her husband, who used to be healthy and energetic when he went out, now had pale lips and was being supported by another stranger in a listless manner.
Jing Li frowned and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
When Qin Zhao met his eyes, his heart trembled.
The young man was angry, and very angry.
The atmosphere was a little solemn.
Jing Li asked: "Have you been drinking?"
Qin Zhao didn't dare say anything.
The most confused person here was Xiao Yue. As a great general, Xiao Yue had not been scolded like this for many years. For a moment, he was stunned and could not react.
The other party was clearly just a thin boy, but after being questioned like this, he actually felt a hint of danger.
—That is the intuition developed from years of life and death.
Xiao Yue opened his mouth and was about to answer, but Qin Zhao pushed him away mercilessly.
Then, he saw the former regent, who had been able to argue with him just now, staggered forward half a step, bent down and held the young man in his arms.
"Xiao Yu..." Qin Zhao's eyes closed slightly, and he seemed to be unconscious. He muttered softly, "It hurts."
Xiao Yue: “…”
Playing a trick of inflicting pain on oneself
Where's the face
The anger on Jing Li's face really disappeared. He frowned in worry and raised his hand to touch Qin Zhao's forehead: "It's burning again."
Even the voice softened.
Xiao Yue looked at the two people in front of him and finally came to his senses.
This person is most likely the rumored Princess Regent.
Xiao Yue and Qin Zhao have known each other since childhood. Unlike Xiao Yue who has lived in the military camp for a long time, Qin Zhao is a son of a noble family and has been raised in a honey pot since childhood.
The young masters of the aristocratic families in the capital were well-known for being dissolute and fond of having fun, and Qin Zhao was the best among them.
Throughout the entire capital, no one is better at playing than him.
But there is one thing, that is, this person never attaches importance to love and desire.
Before the Regent came to power, many people who curry favor with the emperor had tried to send women to his bed, not to mention after he came to power. But the Regent never touched any of them, and even severely punished several of the instigators.
This completely stopped other people from having such thoughts.
Xiao Yue once thought that this man was heartless and would become a monk sooner or later.
I didn't expect that after this trip to the common people, I would find such a handsome husband.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yue's eyes flickered slightly and he became interested.
Qin Zhao wasn't actually pretending.
He caught a cold when he went out today, and drank a little wine. On the way back, he was already a little dizzy with a fever, barely hanging on with the last bit of consciousness. When he saw Jing Li at this moment, he unconsciously relaxed and could hardly stand.
Jing Li noticed his condition and besides being worried, he also felt a little angry.
Ah Qi returned home an hour ago and told him that Qin Zhao was left behind and would be back later.
Obviously this is the person.
He kept his Qin Zhao until now and even made him drink.
Jing Li steadied Qin Zhao and narrowed his eyes in annoyance.
Xiao Yue was thinking about how to explain it, but when he met the young man's hostile gaze, his heart trembled.
Jing Li said stiffly: "Thank you for sending Qin Zhao back, but I won't."
After saying that, he wanted to close the door and help Qin Zhao in.
But a hand held the door.
Jing Li raised his head.
The man in black clothes bowed to him in a friendly manner and said, "My name is Xiao Yue. Brother Qin and I hit it off today, so we talked for a long time. I hope Madam Qin won't blame me."
Jing Li looked Xiao Yue up and down for a moment, but before he could answer, Xiao Yue said, "It's getting late now, and curfew will be coming soon. Brother Qin has agreed to let me stay at your house for one night. What do you think..."
Jing Li: “…”
This guy messed up his Qin Zhao like this, and he still wants to live in his house
Jing Li felt a little complicated.
Qin Zhao rarely brings strangers home. Not only because he is worried that Xiao Yuzi's identity will be exposed, but also because the murder of Qin Zhao has not yet been verified. They are much more cautious in their lives and interactions in the capital than in the village.
Jing Li tilted his head to look at the person in his arms. Qin Zhao had his eyes closed, his brows slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to have lost consciousness.
There is no way to ask.
But since they are the people Qin Zhao brought here, there shouldn't be any problems.
Jing Li thought for a moment and nodded: "Come in, you can stay in my study for a while."
Xiao Yue smiled: "Thank you."
Xiao Yue helped Jing Li to help Qin Zhao into the yard. Ah Qi was waiting in the yard. When he saw Xiao Yue coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and then he came forward and asked, "What's wrong, sir?"
"It's burning again." Jing Li couldn't care less about anything else and ordered, "I'll take Qin Zhao back to the house first. This Mr. Xiao is staying at home tonight. Ah Qi, take him to the study."
Ah Qi: "Yes."
Xiao Yue also said: "Mrs. Qin, don't pay attention to me. It's more important to take care of Brother Qin."
Jing Li nodded, turned around and helped Qin Zhao into the inner courtyard. Xiao Yue stared at the backs of the two people, thinking.
Ah Qi whispered, "General Xiao, please follow me."
Xiao Yue was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "I thought everyone around Qin Shu had died. It seems you are lucky."
He seldom returns to the Central Plains, so the only person who could recognize his identity at a glance must be Qin Zhao's former subordinate.
Ah Qi remained silent, Xiao Yue asked again: "Doesn't her husband know this?"
"I don't know." Ah Qi said, "Madam is simple-minded, and the prince doesn't want her to be involved in these things. I hope the general-"
"I understand." Xiao Yue waved his hand, "Just don't let his identity slip. Don't worry."
Xiao Yue's eyes were filled with more interest, and he said, "Since we have known each other for a while, as long as Qin does what he promised me, I will still give him this little bit of face."
As he spoke, he walked forward, but heard a crisp sound at his feet.
He drank a lot of wine tonight and was no longer sober. He was not paying attention and kicked the flower pot in the yard and broke it.
Xiao Yue: “…”
Ah Qi: “…”
Xiao Yue secretly thought that he was unlucky and coughed softly: "However much silver you have, I will pay you double."
Ah Qi did not answer. He had no say in the matter and would discuss it with the master and his wife tomorrow.
Ah Qi turned around and continued to lead Xiao Yue towards the study.
But Xiao Yue's drunkenness tonight seemed to have all dissipated at this moment. He walked crookedly in a short distance, kicked three flower pots, crushed two porcelain cups of the little fish, and almost fell into the flower bed in front of the study.
"This is weird." Xiao Yue knocked his head against the white porcelain on the flower bed and broke it. He felt dizzy and was helped into the house by Ah Qi. "I don't usually get drunk so easily..."
In the backyard, Jing Li helped Qin Zhao back into the house.
Xiao Yuzai had already fallen asleep on the bed. He was holding the small quilt that Jing Li was learning to sew for him, his chubby body curled up into a pink and soft little ball. As soon as Jing Li pushed the door, he opened his eyes.
“Ah…ah…” The kid rubbed his eyes sleepily. He still couldn’t open his eyes. He tilted his head to look at his two fathers.
"Lie down a little, Daddy is sick." Jing Li said.
The little fish obediently held the quilt to make room for him, and Jing Li put Qin Zhao on the bed.
Qin Zhao actually only drank that one glass of wine, but Xiao Yue drank too much, so he also smelled of alcohol.
The little fish cub wanted to rub against his father's arms as usual, but when he got closer, he smelled the unpleasant smell of alcohol. He frowned and covered his face with the quilt: "Aiya!"
Jing Li was helping Qin Zhao take off his coat. Seeing Yuzai's look, he couldn't help but laugh: "You deserve it. Even your son dislikes you and lets you drink again!"
The little fish boy waved his little fist: "Aaaaaaa!"
Jing Li helped Qin Zhao change his clothes, then wrung out a towel and wiped his body, finally washing away the smell of alcohol.
The little fish crawled around beside him, sniffing like a little animal. It was not until Qin Zhao could no longer smell any alcohol that the little fish finally stopped disliking his father and lay down beside him obediently.
Qin Zhao was still running a fever and had completely lost consciousness.
In fact, his typhoid fever had almost healed a long time ago. The reason he still had a fever from time to time was only because he had been in poor health to begin with, and now he had a serious illness. He would not be able to recover without long-term recuperation.
Jing Li knelt beside the bed and rubbed the back of Qin Zhao's hand: "I told you not to force it."
He knew Qin Zhao was doing something.
Although he was not sure what those things were, he knew they were very important, so Qin Zhao had to go out even though he was sick.
He hadn't told Qin Zhao everything yet, so he had no intention of interrogating him. In fact, as long as Qin Zhao was safe, he didn't care what this person was doing.
No matter what Qin Zhao wanted to do, he would support him unconditionally.
only…
Can't help but worry.
Jing Li kissed the back of Qin Zhao's hand and muttered softly: "Sickly..."
The little fish was lying on the other side of Qin Zhao, looking at Jing Li with a pair of round eyes, and tilting his head thoughtfully. Jing Li always avoided getting too close to Qin Zhao in front of the children. He felt a little embarrassed and explained hurriedly: "I... I want your father to get better soon, not..."
He spoke more and more quietly, not knowing how to explain.
The little fish blinked and reached out to grab Qin Zhao's fingers: "Ah... 嗲... 嗲..."
The voice was low, soft and indistinct.
Jing Li was stunned for a moment. He opened his eyes wide and thought he had misheard: "Are you... are you calling daddy?"
The kid seemed very happy. He crawled towards Qin Zhao and, imitating Jing Li, gave Qin Zhao a kiss on the back of his hand.
“…Diablo! Diablo!”