Chapter 963 Guess
"Isn't it good?" Ji Wenyi's smile deepened. "With Sikong Qing's temperament, he might wake up in a fit of anger."
"I'm helping him."
According to the report from the doctor of the Imperial Hospital, Sikong Qing was just in a coma, but he still retained some sensation and was able to perceive everything happening in the outside world.
In this situation, you must not be subjected to serious emotional stimulation again.
Ji Wenyi therefore thought of taking a risky move, which would be to make Sikong Qing so angry that he would have a brain infarction, with his mouth crooked, his eyes twisted, and drooling, so that he would never be his opponent again.
Ji Weiming said softly to Ye Xiaoman, "It's late, let's go to bed."
His face turned red when he said this.
Tonight is his first time serving Ye Xiaoman. He still needs to follow Ji Wenyi's instructions on how to do it specifically.
Ye Xiaoman pressed Ji Weiming's hand down, her mind a little confused: "Wait a minute, I need to clarify some questions first."
She pointed at Sikong Qing and asked, "How did Ah Qing become like this?"
Ji Wenyi said, "He attempted suicide and ended up like a living dead."
Ye Xiaoman quickly asked: "Except for him, is everyone else okay?"
Ji Weiming said with some embarrassment: "The demon god..."
Ji Wenyi said: "Everyone else is living well."
Ye Xiaoman didn't miss the end of Ji Weiming's words that were interrupted by Ji Wenyi: "What happened to Jing Zhui?"
Ji Weiming: "He seems to be a little crazy."
Ji Wenyi: "Jing Zhui has a high level of cultivation and can always take care of himself."
Ye Xiaoman tried to call Jing Zhui in her sea of consciousness as she did before: [Boss?]
In the past, as soon as she finished speaking, her gorgeous voice would sound lazily, as if being woken up, and answer her questions lazily.
Ye Xiaoman waited, but didn't hear any response from Jing Zhui.
It was as if the five senses that had always been connected were cut off by a knife, and the remaining broken hairs fluttered in the cold wind, making people feel strangely empty inside.
Ye Xiaoman touched the bracelet on her hand again, wanting to ask what happened to Zhu Chuideng. She sensed the small urn and realized it had been switched. The one she was wearing was a replica.
She squinted at Ji Wenyi with her dead fish eyes.
Ji Wenyi was helpless: "Zhu Chuideng took it away personally. The place where he helped you find medicine this time was quite dangerous, so it was more convenient for him to have the ashes on hand."
Ye Xiaoman looked at Ji Weiming, and Ji Weiming nodded. He would never help Ji Wenyi deceive Ye Xiaoman, and he testified that what Ji Wenyi said was true.
Ye Xiaoman elbowed Ji Wenyi several times in a row: "You dead chicken wing, you didn't say anything until I asked you in detail."
Ji Weiming sighed, "I'm blind. I don't have time to care about their specific movements, and I don't know them either."
He also affirmed his magnanimity: "They have been in danger many times over the years. If I had intended to harm them, they would have died long ago."
Ye Xiaoman: "Wow, you're so proud of yourself."
She sighed, "Never mind. I'm going to go back to Qingzheng Sect and visit the others in the next few days."
Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming said at the same time: "I'll go with you."
Ye Xiaoman said: "By the way you guys."
Ji Weiming asked again: "Shisui, tonight..."
Sikong Qing looked at the unconscious Sikong Qing again.
Her last bit of conscience protested: "This isn't good..."
If Sikong Qing wakes up and remembers everything that happened tonight, given his temper, he will kill everyone.
Ji Wenyi blindfolded himself and looked at Ji Weiming.
Twins are very telepathic and can understand each other's thoughts even if one of them cannot see for the time being.
They each took one of Ye Xiaoman's arms and pulled her onto the big bed.
Then they stood in front of the bed, took off their outer clothes, and put on identical snow-white inner clothes.
The collar was half open, and the perfect muscle lines supported the fabric.
They cast another spell, removed the crowns on their heads, and their black hair fell down like a waterfall.
Nobles take much more care of their appearance than ordinary people, and are even extremely picky about their diet. Every inch of their muscles and every strand of their hair feels expensive.
Now, these two noble bodies are fully displayed in front of Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman sat on the bed, clutching the gauze curtain hanging from the top of the bed tightly with her hands beside her face. Her eyes were wide open as she looked at Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming through the middle of the gauze curtain.
She swallowed hard.
Completely forgot about Sikong Qing's existence.
She even forgot about the mentally unstable Jing Zhui and the adventurous Zhu Chuideng.
I only remember the feast before me.
They are all lucky figures in this world and cannot die.
And if she missed the opportunity to have this meal today, she would really die.
It's a pity to die.
Ji Wenyi took off the cloth on his eyes. As long as he put in more effort and moved his black jade-like eyeballs more, he could pretend to have normal vision.
Ji Weiming dyed the few silver hairs he had black.
In this way, they really are identical.
They moved gracefully, crossing each other in front of the bed, just like that game where there were white porcelain bowls turned upside down on the table, but only one bowl had something in it. After the three bowls were quickly crossed several times, people gradually forgot who was Ji Wenyi and who was Ji Weiming.
The two men got on the bed at the same time, one on the left and one on the right side of Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman was so happy that she didn't know what to do. Her hands touched the chest muscles of the person on the left, and then the abdominal muscles on the right.
She kept comparing them, "Ah~ I really can't tell the difference!"
She went down the mermaid line between the two to confirm.
"Hehehe, are all places exactly the same~"
Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming have a favorite game since they were young.
When they first learned to speak and had just established a vague sense of individuality, they liked to pester their mothers with questions.
"Mother, mother."
"Guess which one is the Crown Prince and which one is Prince Rui?"
Two little figures, delicate and exquisite, deliberately wore identical clothes and stood in front of their mother, looking at her expectantly with their big black eyes.
The mother also had a headache and could only point at one of them and guess the answer.
"I guess the person on the left is the Crown Prince, right?"
"You guessed wrong today too."
When they grew up, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince never showed his emotions, and His Royal Highness Prince Rui was dignified and self-possessed, and knew when to act.
But sometimes, on a whim, he still likes to tease his subordinates.
The clothing of the crown prince and the prince is strictly divided into different levels. They will exchange clothes and appear in front of the elderly who have served them for many years.
"Do you think the person who appeared before you was me or King Rui?"
"Judging from your self-proclaimed name, I guess you are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
It turns out that people often respect clothes first and then respect people. As for the true identity of the person behind the clothes, it is actually not important at all.
Until one day, a girl in red crossed her arms and looked at them for a while, then pointed at the person on the right and then the person on the left with disapproval.
"Ji Wenyi, why did you steal Ji Weiming's clothes again?"
She frowned, then smiled slyly after hearing what they said.
"You asked me how I recognized him? It's very easy to recognize. Ji Weiming's temperament is completely different from yours, Ji Wenyi."
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