Ning Wan thought so, but she didn't have the courage to say it out loud. She just stared at Shen Jingze and shrank to the corner of the bed as quickly as possible.

Shen Jingze's hand, which had been intended to tidy up Ning Wan's hair, froze in mid-air, and even the smile on his lips disappeared at that moment.

After looking at Shen Jingze's hand, Ning Wan said in her heart: It is indeed so.

Shen Jingze straightened up, looked at Ning Wan who was scared but dared not speak, tightened his grip, and slowly disappeared.

After seeing Shen Jingze leave, Ning Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly climbed out of bed again, picked up his outer robe and put it on. After tidying up his clothes, he opened the door and walked quickly to a certain place.

In the place where grains are recycled, the inn specially left candles, so Ning Wan did not feel inconvenienced.

After a thorough inspection, she finally felt relieved and walked back quickly.

Lying on the bed again, Ning Wan closed her eyes but couldn't fall asleep.

She always felt that the good guy card seemed to be of no use?

For example, when she asked Shen Jingze to let her go just now, he clearly looked reluctant.

Isn't it like before, where she was electrocuted if she didn't cooperate?

If that is really the case, she will probably die in three days.

Xiao Qi, who didn’t know how to explain, said:… Well, it’s not that serious.

But the more Ning Wan thought about it, the more panicked she became, and the more panicked she became, the more she wanted to figure it out.

Seeing that the host was about to ask, Xiao Qi moved his hands secretly almost in an instant and started operating in the familiar area again.

Ning Wan, who was originally quite energetic, suddenly yawned silently, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he had forgotten something.

"Xiao Qi..."

Ning Wan spoke while suppressing her sleepiness.

[Host, please get some rest, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow.]

Xiao Qi interrupted his host at the right moment when he was about to ask a question, and gave a "very considerate" reminder.

As Xiao Qi uttered the last word, Ning Wan felt her eyelids growing heavier, and after a while, she fell asleep completely.

But in her dying moments, Ning Wan clearly realized that Xiao Qi must be hiding something from her...

Listening to the host's steady breathing, Xiao Qi, who didn't know that he had been exposed, breathed a sigh of relief.

It really doesn't know how to explain it to its host.

On the surface, the Good Guy Card can indeed prevent the person who is given the Good Guy Card from doing anything that goes against the host's wishes, but the principle behind it is to amplify the guilt of the person who is given the Good Guy Card.

Simply put, the more miserable the host is, the stronger the other party's sense of guilt will be, and the stronger the effect of the good guy card will be.

If it really explained this principle to the host, the relationship between it and the host would be in danger.

Xiao Qi thought with a guilty conscience, looking at the host who was sleeping very soundly, and thought of what the host had said before: Xiao Qi, don't tell me about this kind of thing in the future...

The host probably doesn't want to know about this kind of thing.

Well, I’d better not tell you. It’s better not to tell you what should be kept secret.

On the other side, Shen Jingze, who returned to his room, couldn't fall asleep.

He had just thought that Ning Wan wanted to escape under the cover of night, but he had actually misunderstood her.

No wonder she looked so angry at the time, even her face turned red with anger.

Shen Jingze couldn't help but think of the past not long ago, when Ruan Xiang was in his arms and his eyes were slightly deep. If he had known earlier, he would have continued to pretend to be asleep.

The phrase "be a good person" rang in my ears again.

After not being able to see Ning Wan, Shen Jingze could hardly control himself from thinking about the standard of a good person that she had mentioned.

Is it like Chu Si, saving the dying and healing the wounded, or like Li Yanqing, risking his life to protect his family and country?

He wondered how he should change so that Ning Wan would think that he was a good person, someone who treated her very well.

…

At dawn, Chu Si got up from the bed early, glanced at the medical book on the bedside, sighed, picked up a medicine bag, and went to the kitchen to start decocting medicine.

Not long after, Li Yanqing appeared in the kitchen, looking at the medicine simmering over a low fire without saying a word.

Chu Si stared at Li Yanqing, who had moved a small stool and sat down, for a moment before thinking, "Why is Senior Brother here?"

"I wanted to come and take a look." Li Yanqing's tone was extremely calm, and his face was serious, so Chu Si couldn't find any fault with it.

Chu Si fanned his palm-leaf fan rhythmically and jokingly said, "What's so interesting about boiling medicine? It's so dull and boring. It's not as interesting as watching you practice swordsmanship."

What Chu Si said was half true and half false. He actually thought that Li Yanqing was very good when dancing with the sword. He was confident, bold and full of vigor.

However, as he has been dealing with medicinal herbs for many years, he does not find the work of making medicine boring, but others may not feel so.

"Do you want to see it?"

Li Yanqing wore a sword at his waist. After hearing what Chu Si said, he gripped the hilt of the sword and asked Chu Si's opinion very seriously.

Chu Si first glanced at the medicine jar on the stove, then looked at Li Yanqing, obviously still hesitating.

But Li Yanqing stood up directly and walked to the open space behind him.

He drew the sharp sword from his waist, and his every move was unstoppable.

Chu Si distracted some of his attention, but he did not forget to keep an eye on the medicine on the fire with his peripheral vision. He was trying two things at once to the extreme.

Li Yanqing didn't practice for long. After ten moves, he put away his sword and sat back on the stool.

Chu Si handed over a handkerchief, Li Yanqing took it and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Chu Si didn't say much, but just responded with a smile: "Senior brother, your swordsmanship has improved a lot."

Li Yanqing was stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he responded softly.

He has too many people he wants to protect, so naturally he dare not slack off in the slightest.

Chu Si's gaze fell back on the medicine jar. When the medicine was almost ready, Li Yanqing suddenly spoke:

"Have you ever thought about what would happen to your Junior Sister if you couldn't save that young master?"

Li Yanqing didn't want to interfere in this matter, but when he saw Chu Si treating him yesterday, an extreme situation suddenly came to his mind.

Chu Si is too confident.

Even though he hadn't gotten the medicine yet, he seemed so confident that Li Yanqing forgot to ask any more questions.

Chu Si's hand froze, but he quickly took the pot of boiled medicine and poured it into the bowl beside him.

"No."

Chu Si's tone was extremely calm, but Li Yanqing did not miss the slightly trembling hand and the two or three drops of medicine that fell outside the bowl.

Looking at Chu Si's forced calmness, Li Yanqing sighed helplessly and suggested:

"After we finish our meal, let's set off."

"The road to Luoping isn't deserted. Returning early will definitely be good for the young master's condition."

Chu Si's mind was a little confused. He thought for a while but couldn't find the right solution. He replied in a vague voice: "...Okay."