A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 47
Just when Yeats thought he was going to die, a heat surged out from somewhere, the sharp pain turned into a dull pain, and when he rubbed his lower abdomen, he felt cool through his clothes.

At this time, Yeats didn't understand that she was a woman, and suddenly slid off the stool and squatted on the ground, turned one arm behind her, and secretly tore off the outermost layer of clothes, fearing that something would get on the clothes and people would find clues.

The carriage moved smoothly and quickly.

Pei Jingning frowned slightly, raised his arms and stretched forward, paused, then retracted, "Ye Pingshi?"

Yeats smiled awkwardly, "My lord, it's okay, I'll take it easy."

"Are you okay?" Recalling the force with which he bumped into his leg just now, based on his experience in practicing Jiazi, the impact just now would not hurt the internal organs. Could it be that this kid is just pretending?

With cold sweat on his forehead and pale face, can he pretend to be so realistic?Pei Jingning didn't feel like it, didn't it mean that this kid was quite skilled, why did he become so fragile after being shaken, could it be that Yang Fuquan was the only one who could fight in front of the Hongxiao Courtyard?
As night fell, the carriage finally stopped.

"My lord..." Bai Lang lifted the arrogance curtain and asked the two to get out of the car.

Yeats squatted without moving, and motioned for Pei Jingning to go first, "My lord, please—"

As Pei Jingning's identity, he should get off first, and he was not polite, and after holding back with one hand, he lifted the corner of his robe slightly with the other and got out of the carriage.

Bai Lang helped his master down, deliberately ignoring the one surnamed Ye, but the master gave him a wink, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he had no choice but to raise his arm reluctantly, "Ye Pingshi, come down..."

Yeats had ghosts in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it clearly. He secretly pulled the clothes behind him with his hands behind his back so that they wouldn't stick to his buttocks so as not to get them. His stomach was really hurting, and he jumped out of the carriage while leaning on the frame of the carriage.

This kid also imitated his master's hands behind his waist, this small waist board is as thin and straight as the master's, it's just a mere imitation, just about to laugh, the master glanced over.

Bai Lang looked at his master with an aggrieved face, meaning: Master, it's not that I don't help, this guy wants to jump off by himself, and I can't help it.

Pei Jingning's expression was cold.

Bai Lang didn't dare to be wronged and shrank aside.

Pei Jingning insisted on taking her to Nancheng after getting off the carriage just now, and Yeats bid farewell, "My lord, since the scene in the east of the city has been sealed off, Teng Butou and the others have all gone back, and my subordinates will not bother you anymore."

Just as Pei Jingning was about to turn around and enter the other courtyard, seeing that he was still bowing his waist slightly and frowning, the little subordinate didn't know what was good or bad?His complexion was very ugly.

Yeats was startled, "Subordinates... just leave first." She pretended not to see the big man's cold eyes, turned slightly and backed away, ready to turn around and slip away at the right time.

Bai Lang and Mo Song teleported to the shadow by the door, pretending that they didn't exist.

The princess's son, from birth to now, has never been so ignorant of good and evil by a small person. Pei Jingning's domineering temperament is about to explode. In the night, the lantern at the gate of the other courtyard was blown by the night wind, and the light just shone on Ye Zhi who turned around and walked away.

Light and shadow flashed by.

"Yeats——" The male voice was clear and swayed in the evening wind and night, like the sound of a flute.

She turned her head.

Under the warm light, the young nobleman was tall and straight, standing with his hands behind his back, his hair fluttering in the wind, his face was facing the light, his tall nose was highlighted with a little highlight, his eyes were fixed, his black eyes were clear.

This man is so fucking good-looking.

Yeats forgot the predicament on her body, lost her mind, followed his gaze to guide her footsteps, and walked up to him, "My lord..." Fascinated by beauty, I don't know what year it was.

"From the south of the city to the north of the city, are you going to walk until dawn?" Pei Jingning lowered his dark eyes and spoke in a low and soft voice.

God, Yeats felt like his ears were... couldn't help reaching out and scratching his itchy ears.

"Ah?" After knowing it, Ye Zhi heard what Pei Jingning asked, that's right, he was going out today in Jiang Shizi's carriage, and the surname Pei took him to the south of the city.

Only then did she realize that something was wrong, and quickly looked left and right. The wealthy district in the south of the city was far away from the commercial street, and it would take half an hour to find a car dealership. Just as she was thinking about what to do if she had to travel so far, another gust of heat burst out.

Yeats was sweating profusely on his forehead, and clasped his hands together: "My lord, farewell." He turned around and ran away.

Even if I run tonight, I have to run home.

His arm was grabbed by someone, "My lord..." Yeats was surprised and annoyed.

The one who was surprised was that he was afraid of being found out as a man disguised as a woman, and the one who was annoyed was, what did the person surnamed Pei want to do?
Pei Jingning didn't care what the subordinate's expression was, and dragged him into another courtyard.

"My lord... my lord..." At this moment, Yeats really looked like a weak chicken, a weak chicken dominated by others.

Pei Jingning turned a blind eye to Yeats' struggle and yelling, and turned a deaf ear to him, and took him into the door in a few steps.

In the shadows outside the door, Bai Lang and Mo Song looked at each other in dismay, they couldn't really be that... right!

"No wonder you're still not married at 23." Bai Lang couldn't help but mutter.

Mo Song's expression was true to his name, "Princess son-in-law..." Do you know that your son is such a person?
Unable to escape, unable to leave, Yeats could only pretend to have a stomachache, curled up into a ball, "My... my lord... I..."

"I'll ask for a doctor."

Hearing that ancient healers could tell the difference between men and women, Yeats stood up straight in fright, "My lord, my subordinate is well again."

In the gloomy night, Pei Jingning had eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. They were calm and seemed to contain a little deep meaning.

Yeats rang the alarm, "My... my lord, what are you... laughing at?"

"Lord Ye, ever since the carriage hit a rock, you have a stomach ache for a while, and it doesn't hurt for a while, don't you want to go to the east of the city to solve the case? Afraid that the case is too difficult to solve and you will be ashamed?"

It turned out that nothing was discovered. Yeats heaved a sigh of relief almost invisible, and made a smirk, "My lord came to pick up my subordinates in person. I thought this case was either difficult or something needed to be covered up, so..."

"So you use tricks frequently, just don't want to take this case?"

"..." Is that so?Being misunderstood like this by the boss, Yeats was not only not angry, but also secretly happy.

Pei Jingning sneered, "I'll stay here tonight, and I'll go to the east of the city to investigate the case tomorrow morning." After finishing speaking, he turned and left the courtyard.

Bai Lang thought he was going to call the imperial doctor next door to see Ye Pingshi, why did he throw him away angrily?
Don't run from the south of the city to his home in the north of the city, and don't need to face Pei Jingning, Yeats relaxes, his whole body is like collapse.

What next?She looked at herself, she must change her clothes, and how did she get menstrual belts for girls' homes?
One question after another gave Yeats a headache.

When Yeats was frowning, two maids came out from some corner, "Master Ye, this servant is the maid here, and this servant will take care of your lord's rest tonight."

There is a woman in another courtyard, does that mean something?

(End of this chapter)