Chapter 102 A chaotic heartbeat
The delicate and warm touch made his fingers move away uncomfortably.
Seeing the girl was distracted, his tone softened, "Are you okay?"
Song Ci looked over blankly and saw a hint of concern in his pupils. The "it's okay" on the tip of her lips turned into a whimper.
"I... didn't."
He didn't finish his sentence, and tears flowed out of his eyes like a pond filled with clear water.
Big tears fell and hit the back of Pei Ji's hand, and the scorching temperature melted on his palm.
"It's okay." His movements were stiff, perhaps because he was not very good at comforting people. His posture was awkward, like he was comforting a wounded animal, and he rubbed Song Ci's head randomly with his hands.
My already messy hair looked even more like a chicken coop.
The grievances, fears, and intense hatred in my heart during these days now turned into endless tears.
She cried silently, she just shed tears silently, her slender and pale body trembled slightly, she was so thin that she seemed like she would break into pieces and be blown away by the wind at any moment.
Pei Ji didn't say anything, but just stood there silently waiting for her to vent.
Song Ci cried for a long time, and finally stopped crying after easing the fear in her heart.
Looking at the handkerchief handed to her, she took it awkwardly and lowered her head to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
I just cried so miserably, I wonder if he is secretly laughing at me...
Just thinking about it.
Looking at the dirty spot on the handkerchief, he frowned and said, "I'll wash it and return it to you."
"No need." Pei Ji's tone was unusually gentle. "You were frightened. Drink a cup of calming tea tonight."
Song Ci was lulled into a trance by his gentle tone, and nodded blankly for a long while. She felt an inexplicable burning sensation on her face, and her chest was filled with panic.
Pei Ji seemed unaware of her thoughts and turned to look at the people lying there, their lives or deaths unknown.
"It's dealt with."
A Lin raised his sword, and Song Ci hurriedly shouted: "Don't, don't kill."
Pei Ji's eyes were calm. "They did this, and you want to spare their lives?"
Sensing the disapproval in the other party's tone, Song Ci explained, "I'm not going to let them go. I just want to keep them alive and track down who is behind this."
"Okay. A-Lin, don't let them die."
"Okay, sir, I'm familiar with this." Alin grinned, revealing his eight neatly arranged teeth.
In the next scene, Song Ci almost vomited what he had eaten.
They lit the fire as skillfully as the cooks who cooked every day in the kitchen, and then placed their swords on the fire to burn.
"Well, the temperature is about right. Help me get the man back up." Alin curled the corners of his mouth, smiled playfully, raised the heated sword, and pressed it against the man's broken arm.
Roasted at high temperature, the broken flesh made a sizzling sound, and one could even faintly smell the aroma of cooked meat in the air.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh…” The man woke up from his coma due to the pain. Before he could see clearly, he was knocked unconscious again by one of the men from behind.
After confirming that the bleeding had stopped, A-Lin smiled and said, "It's done."
Song Ci was stunned by their practiced movements, which seemed like they had practiced them privately eight hundred times. Perhaps because her gaze was too direct, A Lin turned around and smiled, "I'm familiar with this. The young master often tortures prisoners, but he can't let them die, so he uses this folk method to stop the bleeding. It hurts a bit, but it works."
Song Dynasty porcelain:
It seems to be quite effective, but it hurts so much that I roll my eyes.
Pei Ji, "Let's abandon the person somewhere else and follow him to investigate when he wakes up."
Others: “Yes.”
Seeing that everything had been arranged, Song Ci thanked him, "Thank you, Master Pei, for saving me today."
"Aren't you curious why I'm so timely?"
"Mr. Pei has great powers, so it's normal that he gets the news in time." Song Ci smiled.
Pei Ji knew that she must know that he had arranged people to be around her, otherwise why would she be so calm.
But seeing that the other party had no dissatisfaction, he felt slightly relieved.
The coachman was found. Fortunately, he only suffered some minor injuries and was just pretending to faint. Song Ci did not blame him. It is human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm. He also gave him some silver as compensation.
It's just that the carriage broke down.
Song Ci looked at the carriage he had just received. In the blink of an eye, one of the wheels was missing, the curtain was torn, and everything inside was splashed with blood.
This is all money!
Real money!
Seeing her glaring at the carriage angrily, Pei Ji curled his lips and said, "Leave the carriage to A Lin. He's familiar with it and will definitely give you a brand new one."
Ah Lin crossed his arms and smiled, "Don't worry, Miss Song San, I will personally supervise them to repair your carriage properly."
"Then, please trouble Brother Alin."
Pei Ji turned around and got on the carriage. Then he thought of something and turned back to lift the curtain. His jade-like face was uneasy. "Your carriage is broken. I'll give you a ride."
Song Ci looked at his carriage which had turned into a pile of scrap metal and walked up decisively.
Wanxiang had also been injured in order to protect her. Song Ci frowned in worry, but Wanxiang comforted her instead, "I'm fine, miss, it's just a minor injury."
"I'll get you some medicine when I get back. A minor injury will eventually turn into a chronic illness."
"Whatever the lady says is what it is."
Seeing the master and servant having fun together, Pei Ji's eyes also became warmer. From his direction, he could only see the girl's white and thin chin, the texture of which seemed like the finest mutton-fat jade. He was slightly stunned.
The road here was difficult to travel on, and the carriage was bumpy. Even with Wanxiang's support, Song Ci was staggering from side to side.
"It will be fine once we pass this section." A Lin said inside.
Song Ci didn't have any objections, but she just thought that Pei Ji's carriage was obviously much better than her own. Not only was her carriage bumpy, but her butt also hurt after a long time, but she didn't feel that at all in this carriage.
She was already looking forward to what it would feel like to sit in the carriage she had repaired.
Suddenly, the carriage pushed everyone forward. A-Lin hurriedly said, "Hold on tight! There's a big rock."
After saying this, Song Ci felt as if his whole body was out of control and fell towards the carriage entrance at a very fast speed.
She tried hard to grab onto everything around her, but was unable to control her body.
His hands were flying around in the air like a stupid duck.
A cold hand suddenly grabbed her, and before she could react, she was pulled into his arms by a huge force.
The other hand was firmly fixed on her waist, preventing her from moving.
As she got closer, the fragrance became more pronounced. She lowered her head and saw that the blue-green veins on the fair arm were more visible, and they were slightly bulging due to the force.
Unlike his previous slender and weak appearance, Pei Ji seemed to be as fragile as she imagined, and he would be different if blown.
In his previous life, someone said that Pei Ji was too weak to have sex, so he never married. Today, Song Ci wanted to strongly reject this speculation.
After the carriage shook violently for a while, it finally slowly regained its stability.
Song Ci was about to speak when she looked up and met Pei Ji's calm eyes. The panic and inescapable feeling she had just had came over her again. Her pounding heart was like thunder in her ears. She almost thought that everyone in the carriage could hear her pounding heart.
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