Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Eyes Can't See
Medicine was being boiled in the pavilion. The hot steam made people's faces hot, and the smell was pungent and unpleasant.
A haggard man lay on the low couch, his eyes tightly closed, his brows furrowed from time to time, his pale, porcelain-like skin dotted with red marks, his straight nose bridge was wrapped with circles of white cloth, his light-colored yet thick eyelashes were completely covered.
After paying the medical fee, Lu Suizhu escorted the doctor out the door and then looked back at the still unconscious man with a hint of worry on her face.
"The young man's health is too poor. He needs to take good care of himself. I'll come back to change the medicine for his eyes later."
When the person was rescued, Lu Suizhu was also very surprised. She had expected that he would track her down when she left him a note, but she didn't expect that he would come in person and make her so embarrassed.
“Cough… cough cough…”
White bubbles were rising from the boiling water, and a man's low cough could be heard in the quiet room. His cough was so weak that it was intermittent. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't know that the sound was no different from the wind blowing against the window lattice.
Fang Dian slowly walked into the room carrying the cooked medicine.
Hearing the sound, Pei Zhiji leaned on the edge of the couch and tried to get up, but found that everything in front of his eyes was dark. Although the stinging pain had faded, his eyes felt sticky and heavy, and there was still an unspeakable pain that could not be ignored.
He slowly put his hands over his eyes.
But in the end, he only felt a rough white cloth. The muscles in his jaw tensed slightly, but he didn't ask any more questions. His expression was calm: "Is the girl who went into the mountains still alive?"
Lu Suizhu, who was standing outside the small window, felt something in his heart.
"That girl is a moron. She is crazy and stupid on weekdays. She accidentally got infected with miasma. The bailiffs found her yesterday and sent her back home safely. You can rest assured, young master." Fang Dian explained to him.
It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
Pei Zhiji didn't know whether to be thankful or lament that he had done such a stupid and reckless thing.
"Sir, have you taken the medicine?"
Jielu Pavilion is located halfway up Xiaofeng Mountain. The birdsong in the mountain stream is natural and interesting, and the sounds of insects and falling leaves are even clearer and more sensitive to the ears of a blind person. Pei Zhiji's ear tips moved slightly, and his pale lips twitched with the rhythmic calls of the heron.
"I want to meet your master and thank her in person for saving my life."
Looking at the small window, Fangdian tilted her head and blinked, obviously asking for help.
In desperation, Lu Suizhu came over with her skirt lifted. She pointed at her mouth, and Fang Dian quickly responded, "My master's throat is damaged and she can't speak."
After a long while, Pei Zhiji burst out laughing: "What an unfortunate coincidence, a blind man met a mute."
Not sure if it was a joke or intentional, Lu Suizhu felt guilty and blushed for a moment, feeling that the cold and unapproachable little Master Pei had returned.
The medicine bowl was placed on the table with a clang, and she left with Fang Dian without saying anything.
After leaving the house quite far and making sure that the people inside couldn't hear her, Lu Suizhu couldn't hold back any longer. "I saved him, and it's fine if he didn't even say thank you, but now that he's in this state, he's still making sarcastic remarks about others."
"Girl, why do you hide your identity?"
Lu Suizhu had not concealed from Fang Dian what had happened in the Pei Mansion before, so it was easy to explain now.
Looking at the green hills, gurgling green water, flowers all over the fields, and the peaceful and tranquil scene in front of her, Lu Suizhu really didn't want to have anything to do with Shangjing anymore. Besides, Pei Zhiji knew so much about her, and she didn't want her parents to know about it.
Who doesn't want their daughter to be pure and flawless? But she has to face so many hardships while trying to survive in this mire...
Suddenly, in the quiet corridor, there was the sound of a soup bowl falling to the ground.
Before he could finish his words, Lu Suizhu hurried over to check.
The long, cool hair, like a waterfall, spread out behind the pale man, leaving half of it on his chest. He fumbled for the water cup on the ground, but for a long time, he only touched a wet area of something unknown.
Seeing such a miserable and broken appearance, Lu Suizhu couldn't bear it, so she immediately squatted down and helped him back to sit beside the bed.
"I want some water."
Pei Zhiji ordered without hesitation.
He picked up the broken bowls on the ground and threw them into the bamboo basket at the door. He then scooped some cold water from the vat and mixed it with the boiling water until the water reached the right temperature before bringing it over.
Seeing that the medicine on the table was almost cold and had not been touched at all, she felt helpless again and replaced the water in her hand with the medicine on the table and handed it to him.
The man in front of her didn't move for a long time, and Lu Suizhu then remembered that he was blind.
Almost like a mother taking care of her child, she rubbed the back of her hand bit by bit and gently placed the bowl into his palm.
In a situation where he should have been suspicious and uneasy, Pei Zhiji was surprisingly obedient and let her touch him all over. When the water reached his lips, he took a sip and asked, "Isn't it water?"
This was certainly not water. Pei Zhiji pretended to stand up and put it down, but his leg tripped over the table leg and he almost fell down again. Seeing that he was so persistent, Lu Suizhu had no choice but to pull his hand over and write two words neatly on his palm: drink medicine.
"No."
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"bitter."
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If Lu Suizhu had not seen him drink those bowls of extremely bitter medicine without changing his expression, she would have believed his lies at this moment.
But looking at him with his head half lowered and his slender fingers touching the thick white cloth, I wonder how hurt those beautiful eyes covered with it must look at this moment.
Her heart softened immediately. She searched around and finally found the candied fruit that Wu Lianjin had brought to please her last time. She warmed up the cold medicine, touched it lightly with her knuckles to feel the temperature, and blew on it again and again against her lips.
Only when I had some free time did I notice that the hands that used to hold a pen as smooth as jade were now covered with fine wounds.
The doctor applied some medicine on me before, saying that there were too many wounds and they were difficult to bandage. They hadn't scabbed over yet, and just a few simple movements had caused the bleeding to start again.
Feeling the raised spoon against his lips, Pei Zhiji opened his mouth.
The dark brown and mellow medicine turns into crystal clear light white when it falls on the lips. I put it into my mouth spoon by spoon, and I don’t know how much flesh and blood my fingertips rubbed.
The medicine soup is gone, revealing residue.
Suddenly, Pei Zhiji held her hand.
Without any preface, Lu Suizhu panicked and completely forgot to struggle and resist. The two of them were close to each other, their breaths were hot, and due to the pulling force, her waist was stiff as she leaned forward.
"When did you recognize me?"
He is not the kind of person who would do such a ridiculous thing to a strange woman.
The hand under the quilt was clenched into a fist and pressed against the bony kneecap, leaving a slight bluish-white mark. He had touched her hand when he carried her out of the pool in the Jiaolan Palace.
Very soft and smooth.
Pei Zhiji kept silent about this, and drank the bowl of medicine, which had already turned bright in color, in one gulp.
The atmosphere became subtle, and he remained silent for a long time, not in a hurry to explain the past.
Lu Suizhu was also confused and couldn't figure out the man's thoughts.
“The incense smells nice.”
There was indeed a scent of pear blossoms in the room, lingering in the air, and its faint fragrance was particularly refreshing amid the bitter smell of medicine that filled the room.
But this was not some expensive incense, she just bought it casually for a few dozen coins in the street market, and used it to perform some elegant functions in Jielu Pavilion.
It was not even one ten-thousandth of the precious spices in Pei Mansion. Such obvious perfunctory words made her speechless for a moment.
Without answering, Lu Suizhu turned around and placed the small dish of candied fruit on the table in Pei Zhiji's palm: "I just took the medicine, eat a date, it will be sweeter."
“No need.
His hot-and-cold attitude made her even more uneasy. Was he still upset about her faked death? Was he seeking revenge?
Si Jiji's words were inevitably a little cautious: "Master Pei, as long as you don't tell my parents about me, I can do anything."
Pei Zhiji came to the Shangjing residence with an umbrella, facing the drizzle, and his unclear words... Lu Suizhu was not a stupid person and was completely unaware of it.
What's more, it was because of her that he rashly entered the miasma this time.
Her heart is not made of wood or stone. If someone said that Pei Zhiji had no feelings for her at all... she would not believe it.
There were some difficult-to-determine emotions in her wet eyes, and she blinked hard at the calm and composed man in front of her with her drooping eyelashes.
Then he took Pei Zhiji's hand and slowly placed it on his shoulder.
The thin shoulder blade still has its unique soft touch, different from the man's hard-as-iron shoulder blade, and the fingertips tremble slightly as they shrink.
The gauze brushed against the tips of two fingers and faded away, passing over the back of the hand, so light that it seemed to have no weight. Everything in front of my eyes was colorless and illusory, but my brain realized what she meant faster than my body.
The slowly falling clothes fell to the ground with the wind from the palm, fluttering and looking a bit destructive.
When he spoke again, the man opposite him no longer had the arrogance of a bystander. Instead, he was filled with indescribable grief. Even through the white cloth, one could sense the anger in his covered eyes.
"Am I such a shameless and lecherous person in your mind?"
The dignified and calm young man was so outspoken one day, which showed that he was very angry. It was pitch black in front of him, and Pei Zhiji followed the dim light to find a more comfortable position.
He didn't know that the distance between them was only a thin quilt.
She shrugged her shoulders slightly. After hearing his frank and bright words and looking at the clothes scattered mercilessly on the ground, she didn't know which one came to her mind first, grievance or anger.
Then she looked at the man, whose clothes were slightly open, his black hair was half loose, revealing his collarbone, and who was only a few inches away from her, but still pretended to be chaste, she couldn't help but sneer.
The impulse became even stronger, and her thin and white neck stretched slightly upwards.
After two days of bed rest, a light blue stubble grew on his smooth chin, stretching from bottom to top, slightly prickly.
She kissed Pei Zhiji's cheek lightly.
Jasmine ointment, pear blossom incense, osmanthus hair oil, sweet candied dates... and many more aromas mixed together, rubbing against the most sensitive nose tip without any care.
The tingling sensation of hair brushing past my ears was far worse than the pain of being hit on the face by brambles on Little Bee Mountain.
“Suizhu…?”
There was a hint of confusion in his hesitation, and he even forgot to push her away.
"Is this satisfactory to Master Pei?"
Her breath was as fragrant as orchids, and her lips were fragrant, but her words were so cold and unpredictable that they immediately pulled Pei Zhiji back to the heartless and calculating state he had just been in. He really couldn't tolerate such absurdity.
His fists were clenched so tightly that the knuckles protruded. If you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of teeth gritting. There seemed to be a deep resentment between his upper and lower teeth, which made his pale face even gloomier.
"Lu Suizhu, are you so self-deprecating?"
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