◎Just tell her to shut up, that's all.◎
Soon, Pei Ji came to his senses and realized that there was no peach blossom in Jinshe Villa.
There are only large tracts of ginkgo trees here. On the way here, I didn't see any peach blossoms within a mile radius.
So, where does that floral scent come from?
Perhaps it was the last period of his previous life, the increasingly frequent attacks of poison made his tolerance level extremely high. In the past, Pei Ji would have lost consciousness by this time, but now he could still remain lucid and even had the energy to think about this problem.
Listening carefully, he finally heard footsteps getting closer and closer outside the door.
In the darkness, Pei Ji opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked towards the door, his pair of dead black eyes were as calm as a still pond.
The scent of the flowers grew stronger, invading through the crack in the door and filling the entire room, wrapping him in the soft, rich aroma and almost drowning him like a tide.
The footsteps finally stopped, and someone stood outside the door and gently pushed it.
In the darkness of the night, the girl's vague voice could be heard: "Why... can't I open it... my room, why can't I open it..."
It took Pei Ji a long while to realize who was outside the door.
At the same time, he also smelled a hint of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms.
It turned out that it was not the peach blossoms that had bloomed, but someone had drunk peach blossom wine, found the wrong door late at night, and fell drunk at the door of his room.
The girl's murmur was very soft, as faint as the sound of a mosquito or fly.
She was drunk and dazed, she slid down the door and sat on the threshold. Even though the door couldn't be opened, she didn't think she had found the wrong door and still stubbornly refused to leave.
"Who, who locked me out? It's so cold..."
"Mingyi, come again, drink more..."
Mingyi is the boy who lives next door to her.
Pei Ji had seen them walking in the garden from the corridor during the day. The girl was smiling and the man was handsome. They had just met, but when they got together, they seemed to have endless topics to talk about.
If he remembered correctly, Mingyi seemed to be the son of King Ming.
She seemed to have told him before that she was engaged to King Ming?
If his son is this old, what kind of old man should Ming Wang be? No wonder she wanted to escape from marriage...
The physical pain made his thoughts complicated, with countless messy ideas running through his mind. Pei Ji could only try to maintain a little clarity.
In the past he would not have allowed his mind to become so confused, but now he was unable to control it. His brain seemed to have a consciousness of its own, filled with the shadow of a young girl.
"You damn Pei Ji, ignore me! I don't want to pay attention to you either, you cripple, why are you so annoying! I don't want to play with you anymore, I want to play with Ming Yi... If you guys ignore me, I don't care!"
The girl's voice suddenly became louder and she cursed angrily, but she had just drunk some wine, so her tongue was slurred, her voice was brittle and tender, and it didn't sound like she was cursing, but rather like a kitten meowing coquettishly.
She stumbled to her feet, as if she was going to leave, but she didn't know which way was the road, and she bumped her head against the wooden door, with a loud bang on her forehead.
“Ouch! It hurts so much…” The petite figure reflected in the door suddenly covered her head, screamed in pain, squatted down, and curled up into a small ball.
"Wuwuwuwu... It hurts so much... Pei Ji, Pei Ji, where have you been? Give me a needle, my head hurts so much..."
All I could hear in my ears was the soft sound of "Pei Ji" with a slight crying tone, as delicate as a kitten's meow.
It's so noisy.
The man lying on the bed slowly turned over and closed his eyes tightly, his furrowed brows full of endurance.
“Wuwuwu…”
The low weeping sound continued, and in the silent night, it sounded eerie and strange like a ghost.
A moment later, a pale hand stretched out from the drawn curtain. The knuckles were slender and veins popped out on the back of the hand with distinct bones, as if the hand was enduring something.
The hand supported the bed, and the person in the bed slowly stood up, his black hair scattered on his shoulders, and drops of sweat slid down his pale cheeks.
He climbed up from the bed bit by bit, his thin and empty underwear wrapped around his thin body, his eyes cast into the void, his expression dazed and confused.
The man walked towards the door step by step, his long sleeves hanging on the ground, and his steps were slow, like a wandering ghost in the underworld.
It seemed that what supported him to stand up was not thinking, but an unconscious instinct.
It was so noisy that it gave him a splitting headache.
He wanted to turn off that noisy sound.
It’s a pity that Ah Qi was sent out, otherwise why would he have to take action in person?
Even though he was facing tremendous pain that made his consciousness blur, Pei Ji still remembered in his heart that he must not hurt the people outside the door, so he could not poison her directly.
As he walked, he wondered what to do.
How can I shut up her voice and stop her from calling his name and bothering him?
It was just a few steps, but it felt like it took him ten thousand years.
Every moment, the pain in the body would double, as if all his limbs were cut off. Pei Ji felt as if his whole body was crushed, as if he was being tortured to death.
Perhaps, he was already being tortured to death.
He held his breath, finally walked to the door, slowly raised his hand and opened it.
Even with such a simple action, Pei Ji couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat after completing it. His fingertips kept shaking, and he leaned against the door as if he was exhausted. Heavy gasps came out of his throat, like a dying beast.
With a "click", the door opened.
An Jiu was squatting at the door. When he heard the noise, he looked up.
In the light of the full moon, she saw a face without any blood.
Like a piece of white paper, in the dark night, his face was pale and lifeless, like a devil crawling out of hell.
The face was slightly lowered, standing behind the door, with long black hair hanging down, looking down at her condescendingly.
An Jiu's heart skipped a beat and he almost jumped up and shouted "Ghost!" The alcohol that was already in low concentration was instantly wiped out.
Fortunately, she still remembered what she was doing and managed to maintain her superficial calm.
Her heart was pounding as she slowly stood up under the man's gaze and met his eyes.
The eyes on the man's pale face were like two dark, opaque holes, with no visibility to the bottom.
"You... Pei Ji, what's wrong with you?"
An Jiu hugged his arms and asked tremblingly.
She didn't want to tease him anymore. Pei Ji looked so scary now. There was a dangerous aura all around him. He really was like an evil ghost crawling out of the ground.
Moreover, he was standing on the ground! He didn't pretend to be in a wheelchair!
She discovered his secret, will she be silenced?
An Jiu was trembling with fear, fearing that he would be killed at the next moment.
Although there is a high probability that she will not die, Pei Ji must have a way to turn her into a living dead or a fool, just like those killers and guards in the dark village. This is almost the same as death!
"What do you want me to do?" Pei Ji asked word by word, panting.
Oh, you didn’t do anything?
An Jiu secretly glanced at his expression and finally found that his dark eyes were a little empty, as if he had no consciousness at all!
She blinked and took a cautious step forward, closing the distance between them until there was only a threshold between them.
So close, even in the dark of night, An Jiu could clearly see the man's faintly twitching eyes, the bulging blue veins on his neck, his slightly trembling body, and the thin underwear that was mostly wet with cold sweat and stuck to his body.
He looked...like he was in real pain.
An Jiu was in a trance for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses and performed carefully: "Pei Ji, why did you come out of my room... By the way, I just hit my head. Pei Ji, can you give me a needle? My head hurts so much. I don't know if it's swollen. Can you help me take a look?"
The girl was not tall, so she had to look up when talking to the man. She brushed away the hair in front of her forehead, revealing her smooth forehead, as if to prove her words.
Pei Ji actually didn't hear anything clearly.
His head was buzzing as if it was being hit by a heavy hammer, and the severe pain made him almost unable to hear any sound from the outside world.
He lowered his eyes, and his scattered gaze fell on the girl's fair cheek, sliding from her forehead to her watery peach blossom eyes, her straight and delicate nose, and finally stopped on her small red lips that were opening and closing.
It was this mouth that kept calling his name over and over again.
Even the memories made Pei Ji unable to bear it and he closed his eyes, with the corners of his eyes twitching twice.
How to make her shut up?
Kill her? No.
This thought was rejected as soon as it came to mind. Pei Ji raised his hand to press his forehead, suddenly took a deep breath, opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the girl's waist, and dragged her into the house.
"Bang", the door suddenly closed behind me.
The silvery moonlight was isolated outside the house, and the room was dim.
An Jiu: “Ahhhh!” I’m going to be killed!!
Pei Ji held the girl's soft body, listened to the sharp scream that suddenly sounded beside his ear, frowned unbearably, and said in a hoarse voice: "... Stop making noise."
A burning breath hit her in the face, and a big, hot hand gripped her waist tightly. An Jiu knew without guessing that there must be bruises on her waist from being pinched by him.
Trapped between the man's hard chest and the door panel, she dared not even breathe.
An Jiu is now thinking quickly about what to do to avoid being silenced tomorrow.
Although Pei Ji doesn't seem to be fully awake now, won't she still be in trouble when he recovers tomorrow and recalls everything that happened tonight?
The only thing to do now is to pretend to be drunk.
An Jiu rolled her eyes and acted coquettishly: "Let me go! Pei Ji, I want to sleep, go away..."
Two soft little hands pushed at my chest, but not too hard, like a kitten scratching me.
Why can't she be a little better and more obedient?
Pei Ji frowned, and the anger accumulated in his heart suddenly erupted. He grabbed both of the girl's hands with one hand, twisted them behind her back, and completely restrained her, trapping her in his arms.
He no longer had the strength to walk back, so he just held the girl's slender wrist with one hand, supported the door with the other, pressed his whole body against her, and panted heavily.
"It hurts, Pei Ji, please be gentler, how can you be so strong! You're so heavy, Pei Ji, please don't press me, wuwuwuwu..."
The sweet voice kept echoing in his ears, disturbing him.
Pei Ji used all his willpower to resist the pain of the poison and had no extra energy to deal with the willful, arrogant and drunken eldest lady.
He frowned impatiently, his crow-feather-like eyelids fell, and in the dark night, he suddenly lowered his head, like a hawk hunting a hare, and accurately bit the girl's constantly opening and closing red lips.
“Ooooo…!”
The girl uttered a thin, short nasal sound, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Just tell her to shut up, that's all.
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Pei Pei: I am so smart.
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