Chapter 118 Two Men Meet
Saying that women dress up to please themselves was just an excuse for Ye Xiaoman to delay him.
Xiao Chu Jing'an supported the Emperor Sword, which was clamoring to drink blood.
【It is better to obey than to be respectful. 】
I can't wait to see the blood quickly drain from Ye Xiaoman and Ye Qing's faces when they are exposed.
Xiao Chujing went to meet Sikong Qing.
Ye Xiaoman didn't know that the situation had changed suddenly. She hid in the shadow of the building stealthily and crossed three alleys to meet Ji Weiming.
When Ji Weiming saw her coming for the appointment, the first thing he asked was curious.
"Master Ye stood me up for a long time. Who was that man he went to meet?"
Ye Xiaoman glanced at him.
She had already had dinner with three people tonight. If his men really tracked her down, they would not ask "he" in the singular, they should ask "who are they".
He was just lying to her.
She spread her hands and said, "I came directly to see you, not to see anyone else."
Ji Weiming was satisfied.
As expected, Master Ye changed his hairstyle and dress for him, as if responding to his admiration in a woman's subtle way.
He was delighted and ordered that everyone, from the guards to the shop assistants, receive a reward.
Ji Weiming personally picked up some food for Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman ate three portions and couldn't eat anymore.
She calculated the time to go back and meet Jiaying.
"Your Majesty, you said you wanted to find me a job?"
In order to eat the emperor's food, she risked her life to come here tonight.
Ji Weiming just smiled and poured her wine.
The layers of sleeves were piled up like origami at the middle of the forearm, revealing the man's elegant and powerful wrists.
The moment he lowered his head, there was indescribable tenderness.
No, when I see him, I think of Ji Wenyi. I always feel that there is a dangerous poisonous snake lurking under this gentleness. I really can't feel his beauty.
Ye Xiaoman urged: "Prince?"
She was pressed for time.
I'll have to visit three more places later.
Ji Weiming looked around and said, "What I want to give you is indeed a good job."
He only mentioned it briefly before changing the subject and talking to her about the restoration of the spiritual herbs.
"You accepted a disciple named Ye Xiaoman?"
Ye Xiaoman nodded repeatedly.
"She is my closest relative. We look quite similar. She grew up next to me and speaks and behaves like me. People often mistake us for each other."
"Your Majesty has seen her?"
Ji Weiming: "We met once during the Qingzheng Sect's outer sect assessment."
Ye Xiaoman nodded deeply: "I see."
She had already seen that Ji Weiming was not really trying to find her a job.
He was probably very interested in spiritual herbs and wanted to learn some cultivation experience from her.
She began to think about leaving.
She quietly sent a message to Sanghua.
Soon, Sanghua came in following the guards.
"Master Ye."
Sang Hua saluted them and said, "An important guest has come to the store. She said she has something urgent to ask for, so she asked me to come and invite you."
Ye Xiaoman pretended to be displeased, "What's the important matter? Can't we wait until tomorrow? Can't you see I'm accompanying a distinguished guest?"
Sang Hua said anxiously, "The guest is going to die suddenly!"
Ye Xiaoman immediately stood up, with the glorious image of a benevolent doctor, "Your Highness, I will take my leave first."
Ji Weiming quickly caught up with him and said, "I have something else to say to you."
Ye Xiaoman: "Next time."
Ji Weiming: "This is very important... Will I go back to the store with you?"
Ye Xiaoman: "...Wait for me here, I'll come over when I'm done."
Only then did Ji Weiming let her go.
After Ye Xiaoman left, Ji Weiming immediately gathered all his subordinates.
"how?"
The leader of the secret guards replied, "Your Highness, everything is ready. This night will surely be one Miss Ye will never forget."
As soon as Ye Xiaoman left Ji Weiming's place, she immediately changed back into her original clothes and rushed back to find Jiaying.
He calls for the doctor, if she is not there, it will be bad.
Ye Xiaoman's legs were sore, she felt like vomiting from running, and she was tired like a useless dog.
I don’t want to do this kind of extreme tightrope walking activity again.
She repented and felt remorseful. She should have controlled her lower body and only chosen a scumbag.
Among these people here, which one is easy to get along with?
She was dealing with them tonight, her brain was working at high speed, and almost all her brain cells died.
I will never dare to do that again.
Ye Xiaoman rushed back to the original Gui Huanong Restaurant.
She came in quietly through the back door.
Hide aside and observe the current progress of the plot.
In the box, the sword spirit disguised itself as her and slumped straight in the chair.
A group of people surrounded "her" and Jiaying had already called a doctor.
The doctor was taking the patient's pulse with a puzzled expression on his face, and he did it again and again.
Jiaying held the sword spirit's hand tightly in his own: "Doctor?"
The doctor was horrified: "It seems that there is no heartbeat, and even the body temperature is as cold as iron..."
The medical practitioner tapped the sword spirit's wrist, making a deep, iron-like sound. "The skin has turned to steel? What kind of poison is this?!"
Jiaying couldn't accept the fact that Ye Xiaoman was about to die, and murmured in denial: "No, no..."
The Son of God is indeed the simplest of all men and believes everything others say.
The sword spirit said nothing, allowing the outside world to collapse and the earth to break apart, his expression remained as calm as ever.
The shop owner held his head and collapsed, "Ah, her eyes have lost their luster, is she really going to die?"
The doctor said sadly: "Food poisoning has a certain probability of damaging the meridians on the face, which can cause facial paralysis."
The shop assistant looked constipated.
Ye Xiaoman was stunned and quickly sent a message to the sword spirit.
The sword spirit pushed everyone away, jumped out of the window to the backyard, and dived into the toilet.
Ye Xiaoman climbed in through the toilet window and exchanged identities with him.
The door opened and Ye Xiaoman walked out weakly, leaning against the wall.
"Don't worry about me, I feel much better now that I have diarrhea."
The owner was excited and ran over to shake hands with Ye Xiaoman, but then he remembered that she had not washed her hands and shook her hand away.
"Sir, your facial paralysis has healed!"
"Yeah, let's go."
Ye Xiaoman was held tightly in an embrace from the front.
She patted Jiaying's back and found that he was trembling.
He was taciturn and not good at expressing himself, but she could clearly feel his fear.
"It's okay." Ye Xiaoman touched his back soothingly.
Jiaying held her for a very long time before letting her go.
He picked her up and carried her horizontally, then walked out of the restaurant quickly, like an animal frightened by the outside world, wanting to take her home and hide her.
Only their love nest is safe.
Ye Xiaoman asked: "Are you not going to eat anymore?"
Jiaying shook his head.
He was like a madman, not listening to her advice, and just ran quickly towards home with her in his arms.
On his way back to the house where Jiaying was kept as a beautiful woman, he passed by the hotel where Sikong Qing was staying.
The location is near the door and you can see pedestrians on the street.
Jiaying ignored her advice and insisted on passing by.
Ye Xiaoman had no choice but to bury her head in his arms as much as possible, reducing her presence and praying that Sikong Qing would not discover her.
Damn, why are Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing standing together?
When did Xiao Chujing happen?
What are they talking about? It seems like a fight is about to break out.
Something is wrong!
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