Chapter 81 It depends on your performance
Only then did Jian Xi react.
"Master, what did you give him to drink that made him drunk and dreamless?"
Hao Xingyao put down his teacup: "What? Are you feeling sad?"
"Drunkenness and Dreaming of Death" was brewed by Hao Xingyao himself. It has a strong aftertaste and even people with a good alcohol tolerance will get drunk after drinking it.
Over the years, no one has been able to escape the nightmare of living a life of drunkenness and dreams.
Song Yichen was drunk, his misty eyes fixed on what was in front of him: "Hehehe, wives... two wives..."
Hao Xingyao sent all the servants away.
"Song Yichen."
"arrive!"
Song Yichen wanted to stand up, like a primary school student being called out, but his legs had no strength.
He could only look at Jian Xi aggrievedly: "Wife, I can't stand up."
Hao Xingyao was speechless and waved his hand: "Sit down."
"oh."
Song Yichen didn't try to hold on anymore and fell back onto the chair.
Hao Xingyao asked him, "Why did you propose to Xixi?"
They say the truth comes out when you're drunk, and this is the truth.
Song Yichen smiled innocently at Jian Xi again: "Because I love her. I, Song Yichen, will love Jian Xi for ten thousand years!"
Jian Xi was a little surprised, because she and Song Yichen used to be rivals in the business world.
Hao Xingyao asked directly for her: "When did you fall in love?"
Song Yichen was so drunk that he couldn't even hold his head steady, swaying from side to side, but his eyes were always on Jian Xi.
"Ten years... hehehe... when I first met her ten years ago, I loved her so much."
Jian Xi: “!”
ten years!
She was still a middle school student at that time!
Neither Jian Xi nor Hao Xingyao had expected this answer.
Hao Xingyao continued to ask: "Why are you pretending to have amnesia?"
Song Yichen felt aggrieved: "My wife doesn't like me. I tried everything to attract her attention, but it was useless. I... I just lied."
He looked at Jian Xi, knelt on the ground, pinched his earlobes with both hands, and was extremely obedient.
"I'm sorry, honey. I lied to you. I didn't lose my memory at all. I even used you to deal with those people in the company. I'm sorry. You can hit me and scold me, but don't leave me, okay?"
This wave of operations was also unexpected by Jian Xi and Hao Xingyao.
Originally, Hao Xingyao wanted to ask more questions, but Song Yichen couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground and fell asleep.
In the end, the servants helped carry it to the guest room.
"Master, you scared him." Jian Xi had just helped Song Yichen change his clothes and wiped his body before returning to the first floor.
Hao Xingyao had just returned from outside. He went to the crew to deliver dinner to Jiang Nan.
"You've only had a few drinks and you're already acting so ugly. How are you going to face people in the business world?"
Hao Xingyao gave Song Yichen a third label in his mind: stupid.
Jian Xi defended him: "I usually don't let him drink that much when we go out for social events, just a token of his appreciation."
At their level, not many people dare to force them to drink, and they only drink when they are drunk.
Hao Xingyao also saw it: "As expected, girls are extroverted. They are protective of him right away. But Xixi, you have feelings for him, and I don't object, but you can't get yourself involved. You must be extremely careful in everything. I don't want to see you like I was a year ago."
Jian Xi also felt guilty: "I'm sorry, Master, I made you worry, but the doctor said that my heart stopped beating at that time. Did you transfer your internal energy to me? Are there any aftereffects from the backlash?"
Hao Xingyao frowned: "I didn't. Every time I went to see you, you were fine. But the strange thing is that I never saw Song Yichen every time I went."
That's strange.
Song Yichen took care of Jian Xi for a year, but he happened to miss Hao Xingyao every time.
Moreover, her heart stopped several times at that time and everyone thought she would not survive, but she miraculously recovered in the end.
"Master, don't you find it strange?" Jian Xi expressed all his doubts.
Hao Xingyao finally realized the problem he had been ignoring.
"Are there other people from our circle around you?"
Jian Xi shook her head: "Absolutely not."
The ancient martial arts circle is not something that ordinary people can access.
Even Concubine Tang didn't know that Jian Xi was the descendant of ancient martial arts.
Hao Xingyao: "Put your hand out."
Jian Xi extended her hand.
While Hao Xingyao was taking her pulse, he slowly transferred his internal energy into her.
Then he frowned and quickly pulled away, but he was still a step too late.
"puff!"
Hao Xingyao spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jian Xi was startled: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Hao Xingyao looked at her with a heavy expression: "There is a very domineering power in your body. It is this power that protects you and resists the intrusion of external forces."
Jian Xi naturally would not doubt his master's words.
"But I don't feel anything myself?"
Because she had steel plates and nails inserted all over her body, she hadn't used force for a year, let alone felt her internal energy.
She is now like a waste in the ancient martial arts world.
Hao Xingyao took the tissue she handed over, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Don't let anyone detect your Dantian in the future. And be careful of that mysterious person too."
Jian Xi nodded: "I understand, Master."
That night, Jian Xi stayed in her own room. Without Song Yichen's company, she always felt like something was missing.
Finally, unable to sleep, she simply took a pillow and went to the guest room, where she lay down next to Song Yichen and looked at him. Only then did she gradually feel sleepy.
When her breathing became regular and she fell into a deep sleep, the drunk Song Yichen slowly opened his eyes.
In the darkness, his eyes seemed to be shining. He turned sideways, reached out and held Jian Xi in his arms, just like usual.
"Wife, I love you."
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his tone was filled with a sense of relief and cherishment for having it again.
The next morning, when Song Yichen woke up, Jian Xi had already packed everything.
"It's over, wife, I don't remember anything. Did I...did I say anything I shouldn't have said when I was drunk?" Song Yichen asked cautiously.
Jian Xi smiled and sat on the edge of the bed: "Do you think you will say something you shouldn't say?"
Song Yichen muttered softly, "Master just doesn't like me and is so picky. I know I'm not good enough, but I've been working hard. I will keep up with you. Honey, no matter what shameful things I did last night, please don't despise me and don't leave me, okay?"
He really pretends to be like that.
Even someone as smart as Jian Xi didn't notice it.
Jian Xi smiled and nodded: "It depends on your performance."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was pressed down on the bed.
Song Yichen was already very careful and used very light force. He had been restrained like this for the past year.
"Wife, how about I show my performance now?"
Jian Xi didn't stop him, but smiled and raised an eyebrow: "Okay, if you're not afraid that my master will come up and arrest us, then go ahead."
Song Yichen: “…”
As soon as I thought of Hao Xingyao's majestic face, all my sexual desire disappeared instantly.
(End of this chapter)
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