◎It’s April now, are the peach blossoms blooming?◎
"Miss An, that's enough."
The young man in white slowly withdrew his hand, pinched the silver needles with his slender fingers, inserted them one by one into the cloth bag, and put them into his sleeves.
An Jiu got up from the bed, pulled down her wide sleeves to cover her exposed arms, stared at the person beside the bed and said, "Pei Ji, why are you calling me Miss An again?"
Last time she asked him to call her An Jiu, and he agreed.
But after just a few days, she turned back into the polite and distant "Miss An". The girl pouted her red lips, looking unhappy.
Pei Ji smiled slightly, his eyes were gentle and he said, "There are many people in the villa now, for the sake of Miss An's reputation, it is better to do this."
His reason was reasonable, but she was still unhappy.
The girl turned around angrily and snorted, "I don't care if you yell or not!"
After saying that, he stomped his feet heavily on the ground and ran out the door.
The girl walked too fast, the hem of her crimson skirt fluttering in the wind. Pei Ji looked at her leaving figure, his eyes dark.
He just felt that he was out of control.
He shouldn't continue to let her get closer to him. Every time she came closer, he would have some strange reaction.
Pei Ji certainly understood what those reactions were.
He was a doctor, so he knew the physiological reactions of men. But he had never experienced this before.
It all started when he approached her and started this plan.
Pei Ji could be sure that he would not fall in love with An Jiu.
This stupid woman who has nothing to recommend her except her face has absolutely no redeeming qualities.
He knew full well that he was using her.
He paid attention to her because her life was important. He accommodated her so that the plan could be completed smoothly. He played the "chatting" game with her just to win her heart.
Pei Ji always looked at all this soberly, it was impossible for him to like her.
How could he like such a spoiled, arrogant, ignorant, shallow, stupid and dissolute woman? He was just confused by her appearance, so he had those ridiculous reactions.
In order to avoid losing control, he began to deliberately control the distance between them.
Sure enough, once we had some distance, the feeling of being out of control disappeared and everything was back on track.
That's enough.
An Jiu ran to the yard, and the anger on her face gradually subsided. She stopped at the porch and rubbed her sore ankle.
The poison that Wu Sheng had planted was still in her body, and no solution had been found so far. Even Pei Ji could only use acupuncture to help her relieve the symptoms, rather than eradicate them.
Of course, An Jiu didn't believe his nonsense.
She felt that he must have a way, but he just didn't want to detoxify her.
An Jiu has never hesitated to speculate about the villain boss with the greatest malice!
Now his body is becoming more and more fragile and can't withstand any bumps or bruises. Originally, An Jiu wanted to learn martial arts, but he had to give up the plan.
She has always been a person who can't sit still, but now there are all the gangsters outside, who act carelessly and don't pay attention to details. Her physical condition is special, so for safety reasons, she has to stay in the small courtyard quietly.
There are still many days before the secret book exchange, and Lin Qingyan and He Ziqing went out early in the morning, reportedly to help maintain order in the Golden Snake Villa.
The villa has been very chaotic recently, and accidents are likely to happen when there are too many people.
An Jiu was standing in the yard, wondering whether to go read the storybook or take a walk in the woods outside. Suddenly, there was a knock on the gate, and the housekeeper of the villa came in, followed by a young man in a purple brocade robe.
Seeing An Jiu, the housekeeper stepped forward and said, "There have been many visitors to the villa recently. The other courtyards are all full. There is still one room in this courtyard. I wonder if Miss An can share it with this guest?"
An Jiu has no objection, and probably no one else will either.
Besides, the house originally belonged to someone else, and it was the Golden Snake Villa's freedom to decide who to give it to.
"Okay." An Jiu said casually, his eyes falling on the young man's face.
The other person was also looking at her, and his handsome face was filled with unconcealed amazement.
The housekeeper introduced: "This is Mr. Ming, and this is Miss An."
Mr. Ming? Never heard of him.
An Jiu thought about the plot and it seemed that this person didn't appear. Since he wasn't in the book, it meant he wasn't important.
Young Master Ming lived next door to An Jiu, and seemed to be a wealthy young man. An Jiu saw a constant stream of people coming and going in the next room to carry his luggage. They were all servants he brought with him, carrying in large boxes one after another.
Mr. Ming obviously has a good impression of An Jiu, and he is a complete face control. As soon as he saw An Jiu, he pestered her and approached her enthusiastically.
An Jiu felt very upset when she thought of Pei Ji's coldness towards her, so she did not explicitly reject Mr. Ming's advances.
"Miss An, tonight is a full moon and the weather is perfect. How about we go to the forest to admire the moon and drink together?"
Full moon...An Jiu's heart moved.
The book doesn't actually say when exactly Pei Ji's poison takes effect, but there is one characteristic, which is that every time his poison takes effect, there is a full moon.
Is it tonight?
An Jiu glanced at Mr. Ming, whose eyes were sparkling, and smiled sweetly, "Okay, how's your wine?"
When Master Ming heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Of course, if Miss An would honor me, I will bring you the best wine in the world!"
In the evening, when it was getting dark, An Jiu and Master Ming came to the ginkgo forest together and sat at a stone table under a century-old tree.
Pei Ji didn't leave the house all day. No one knew what he was doing in the room. He Ziqing and Lin Qingyan were both out and didn't come home. No one knew where Ah Qi had gone.
An Jiu felt excluded, but fortunately, there was Master Ming to entertain her.
Mr. Ming was cheerful and playful, and he looked like a playboy from a wealthy family. The two had only known each other for a day, but he told her everything about his background.
According to him, he was the son of an official in the capital, and his family was powerful, but his father was in poor health, so he sent him to trade in order to obtain the secret book. The boxes he brought were filled with gold, silver and treasures.
That’s right, what Mr. Ming traded was not rare treasures or famous swords or weapons, but pure money!
An Jiu was a little curious. How much money did he bring with him? Why did Jin You actually give him a place? Jin You didn't seem to be a person who was short of money!
Master Ming looked around and saw that there were only two people. Then he leaned close to An Jiu's ear and whispered something.
An Jiu was taking a sip of wine, and upon hearing that, he spat it out.
"Really... so much?" An Jiu's face was full of shock.
Mr. Ming was very nervous. He told the secret to please the beauty. Others didn't know he brought so much money with him. They thought his suitcase was filled with luggage, but it was actually full of gold, silver and jewelry!
"Yes, I was terrified along the way, fearing that I would be robbed. Fortunately, I got here safely." Master Ming patted his chest and exclaimed, "At first I thought that the owner of the Golden Snake Manor would not let me in, but I didn't expect that he actually agreed."
An Jiu: "...Why do you think he won't agree?"
This is really too much to offer, only a fool would not agree!
She had thought that Minister An was very rich before, but now she felt that he was nothing compared to the rich. This Mr. Ming should not be an ordinary rich man, perhaps he has a relationship with the royal family.
But An Jiu didn't care who he was.
"Come on, drink. Let's play finger-guessing. If you lose, you drink."
The wine in ancient times was not strong, probably because the craftsmanship was not as advanced as modern ones. An Jiu took a few sips and found it sweet with a scent of peach blossom.
An Jiu's goal was to get drunk, so he was not reserved at all. He pulled Master Ming and started playing drinking games, rock-paper-scissors, and various other ways of forcing him to drink.
He drank cup after cup of wine until the moon rose high above the sky.
There is indeed a full moon tonight. The silver moon hangs in the sky like a white jade plate, casting silver light like pieces of gauze.
An Jiu was so drunk that his eyes were blurry and the scenery in front of him began to double. Only then did he go home contentedly.
"Let's go, Mingyi, let's go back." She pulled Master Ming who was lying on the stone table.
Mr. Ming had a silly smile on his face, without even opening his eyes, and muttered, "Miss An, you are so beautiful, I like you so much."
An Jiu took his hand back and said with disdain: "I don't like you, you are too stupid, I like smart people."
Master Ming was obviously drunk, but he still struggled to get up after hearing this, and stammered in defense: "I, I'm not stupid!"
An Jiu was too lazy to pay attention to him. Although being a little stupid can be cute, she still liked smart people.
If you are a smart person, you will not just drink tonight.
Mr. Ming asked her to watch the moon with him, but he ended up getting drunk and looking extremely ugly. Isn't this stupid?
Not to mention winning the heart of a beautiful woman, it would be good enough if you weren't blocked by her.
She shook her head and walked back with unsteady steps.
Halfway through the journey, she ran into a maid who was looking for Master Ming. An Jiu showed her the way clearly, but the maid seemed to think she was drunk and asked her worriedly if she needed help.
An Jiu said no, and continued to walk into the yard, one step deep and one step shallow.
She knows her own situation best. Although An Jiu seems confused, she is actually just drunk physically. Her mind is still clear, even calm.
It is not an easy task to break into Pei Ji's room.
The book says that Pei Ji is a very cautious person, and every time the poison takes effect, he will make full preparations.
Pei Ji was extremely dangerous at that time. He was likely to lose his mind. Anyone who approached him might not even have time to get to him before being poisoned to death by the poison in his body.
So on full-moon nights, he would lock himself in his room and not allow anyone to approach him.
Moreover, people in the martial arts world only knew that he was born with a poisonous body and would often have attacks of the poison, but no one knew when the attack would occur.
People like Pei Ji will never expose their weaknesses in front of others.
The girl stumbled into the courtyard, as if she was drunk and confused. She stood in the courtyard for a while, raised her hand and pointed at the rooms on both sides, muttering: "I, I live on the right side, yes, on the right side..."
The sound of light and heavy footsteps stepped on the corridor floor, gradually approaching.
Pei Ji lay on the bed, feeling the familiar pain spreading through his body, his consciousness gradually fading.
It's that day of the month again.
In the past, he was always in the valley at this time and rarely came out. This was the first time he had an attack of poison outside.
The Golden Snake Villa was relatively safe, and no one would attack a cripple like him who had no martial arts skills. The room was also filled with various poisons, and anyone who stepped into it would die immediately.
As long as we can get through this night, tomorrow will be fine.
It felt as if countless knives were cutting inside his limbs and bones, spikes were flowing in his blood vessels, and his flesh and blood seemed to be crushed by a huge millstone, turning into powder and flowing out of every pore.
The extreme pain made his mind dizzy, and in a trance, Pei Ji vaguely smelled a faint scent of peach blossoms.
It’s April now, are the peach blossoms blooming?
He thought hazily.
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The peach blossoms haven't bloomed yet, but your peach blossoms are here
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