Fan Zhiyi said sincerely: "I don't know either."
Zhuang Yujing obviously didn't believe it: "How is that possible?"
"Why is it impossible? Do you need a reason to save someone? As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." Fan Zhiyi was heartbroken. "I know I did a lot of bad things in the past, but people always change. One night, I suddenly dreamed of an old man with an immortal aura. He said he was an immortal from Penglai, and that I had immortal roots, boundless blessings, and endless wealth. I would be rich and wealthy, and I would be a generation of wealthy people, but..."
Changing the subject, Fan Zhiyi said, "The immortal warned me to be kind in the future, especially to Bing Nandong. After waking up from the shock, I reflected deeply and decided to turn over a new leaf and become a new person!"
"I don't believe it." Zhuang Yujing yawned lazily and stared at Fan Zhiyi, "Do you take me for a fool?"
"It's true!" YesYes, why is it suddenly so difficult to deceive?
Oh, if I had known earlier, I should have gone with Bing Nandong. After all, there are always ways to solve problems such as recuperation, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be ninety thousand miles away.
Someone who had just recovered from a serious illness wasn't very energetic. Fan Zhiyi was starting to feel dizzy again and was a little hungry. He wanted to end this conversation quickly. "Anyway, although it's hard to believe, I really don't have any intention of hurting Bing Nandong right now. I can swear."
Zhuang Yujing crossed his legs, resting his elbows on his knees and nodding his head faintly with his fan. "This isn't the most important thing anymore. The important thing is why Bing Nandong saved you like that. Could he really be in love with you?"
Ah Yu: “!”
He An: “…”
"...Young Master, do you often read novels? No, it's just, uh, how do you call it, storybooks." Fan Zhiyi asked.
Zhuang Yujing snorted, "This young master has too much to do, why would he watch something so boring?"
"Then go ask Bing Nandong yourself. I'm hungry."
Then Fan Zhiyi got one meat dish and two vegetables, but the price was that he had to continue to be interrogated by Zhuang Yujing: "Next question, when you were treating patients, you screamed like a pig being slaughtered. Do you know what people are saying about us now?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know." I just want to concentrate on eating.
"Anyway, write a clarification stating that we at Jiuwanli will not mistreat prisoners of war. I'll have someone distribute it."
"OK."
"There's one more thing."
"oh."
Zhuang Yujing was irritated by his attitude: "Can you be more serious?"
Fan Zhiyi thought that he was eating, living and wearing someone else's clothes, and he had to bow his head under someone else's eaves. He put on a smile and said, "Please speak."
"What's the difference between your blood and yours?"
Fan Zhiyi paused and looked up. Zhuang Yujing was leaning forward slightly, in a very oppressive posture. The smile on his face was restrained, and his pupils were deep. He had also seen this kind of depth in Bing Nandong's eyes.
He couldn't play dumb any longer, so Fan Zhiyi put down his chopsticks, sat up straight, and said seriously, "What do you mean?"
"Last time you said you would dispose of everything stained with your blood, but I didn't take it seriously. As a result, we were attacked by evil spirits not long after. If I think about it carefully, there must be a way."
"Master, it's a coincidence. This has nothing to do with me. I just think that Xue Xiuniang cares so much about me. If she keeps my things, the smell might attract her here, so I said that."
"You think I'm stupid, don't you? If you don't tell the truth, I'll torture you." Zhuang Yujing said, whistling maliciously.
The escaped cat actually flipped back through the window and jumped onto Zhuang Yujing without any warning. Zhuang Yujing stroked its fur with great pride and looked at Fan Zhiyi in a demonstrative manner.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to imprison it in Jiuwanli and withhold its cat food!"
Fan Zhiyi: "...Okay."
At the end of this conversation, Zhuang Yujing returned in anger and did not forget to ask his men to take back his chair.
Fan Zhiyi lost his lovely cat and felt that his life was miserable. He could only lie on the bed and pretend to be dead.
Before leaving, He An looked at him, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He opened his mouth several times but said nothing, and closed the door for him.
Fan Zhiyi always felt something was wrong. What happened to He An? Wasn't he just like Zhuang Yujing, who had things he couldn't help but say?
After everyone left, Ah Yu immediately covered her face with her hands and asked excitedly, "What is your relationship with Bing Nandong?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Tell me, tell me. I'm not an outsider."
Fan Zhiyi was so frustrated that he said perfunctorily, "Two poor people who are already engaged."
Ah Yu nodded: "Marriage first, love later, I understand."
Fan Zhiyi stood up and stared at her: "You don't understand."
"I understand."
Fan Zhiyi was tired and couldn't make sense: "Go and have fun by yourself, be careful not to get caught."
"Everyone in Jiuwanli is so nice." Ah Yu simply sat down by the window. "That young master is so funny too, hahahaha. Oh, right, I haven't finished telling you yet. Bing Nandong helped me find my ashes, but guess what? He dug with a hoe and found only bones and pottery jars underneath. It was filled with extremely yin energy, so for the sake of the overall situation, they decided to demolish the Xue residence."
Fan Zhiyi gave a perfunctory "hmm", showing no interest in it. He was too tired and didn't want to hear anything about ghosts recently. He was just like Ye Gong who loved dragons so much, he was fed up with it.
The weather was nice in the afternoon. After eating, drinking medicine and changing the medicine for his wounds, Fan Zhiyi wanted to take a simple walk in Jiuwanli.
I thought he would be grounded, but he wasn't.
Along the way, everyone passing by was in a hurry. Fan Zhiyi was thinking that everyone was busy and it would be better for them to be busy. As a result, when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of He An who was sneaking behind a pillar and had not had time to hide.
Fan Zhiyi: “…?” Zhuang Yujing had sent someone to monitor him. Was he worried he might snoop on some intelligence? Just monitor him. It would reassure them, and I, too. Best of both worlds.
Fan Zhiyi was a little craving for the pastries he had eaten last time, so when the girl who delivered the meal came, he stopped her and gestured to express his request.
At first, the other party didn't want to pay any attention to Fan Zhiyi because he was from Tianyun Sect. However, Fan Zhiyi was sweet-mouthed and thick-skinned. With a soul in his twenties and an innocent face of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, he shamelessly called her "sister" and "sister", and the girl agreed.
Not long after, Zhuang Yujing came and warned him not to shake the morale of Jiuwanli's army. He was not as easy to fool as Bing Nandong. If he didn't tell the truth, he would have no chance of eating the cakes.
Well, then don't eat it.
It wasn't boring having A Yu around. To be honest, Fan Zhiyi quite liked this retirement life. After dinner, he went for a walk again and saw some kitchen ladies preparing vegetables and chatting outside. Somehow they started chatting.
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