Young man, please stay

Chapter 10 "Abducting the Girl"

Before Gu Jin appeared, Qin Lang would never have thought that one day he would want to describe an assassin as "the fairy of Guanghan Palace".

But the fact is, when the silver moonlight shines on Gu Jin's cold face, Qin Lang feels this way deep in his heart.

"what are you doing."

"Uh…"

Qin Lang lowered his head, looked at his fingers that were about to move, then looked at the cute toes of a certain heroine, and finally visually measured the distance between the two that were almost touching.

broken.

As the saying goes, there are plums in the melon field.

In the current situation, it would be bad if Gu Jin misunderstood herself as "a pervert who couldn't resist the temptation in the middle of the night and wanted to play with women's feet."

"..."

"..."

The room was silent for a while in a strange atmosphere. The girl sitting on the bed with her long legs curled up looked at the young hero squatting at the end of the bed for a long time. Finally, the young hero raised his head and smiled:
  "What do you think I'm doing?"

"..."

Qin Lang felt embarrassed when he said these words, but he quickly came to his senses:

"I mainly want to see Madam... She also seems to have some injuries on her feet. Anyway, I have nothing to do during the night, so I just took the opportunity to check..."

"..."

The girl pondered, looking sideways at the moon outside the window. Her high ponytail was still flowing and elegant, and the light fluff on her snow-white neck shimmered under the moonlight, exuding a unique beauty intentionally or unintentionally.

"During the day...thank you."

"Huh? What?"

Gu Jin turned around, noticed Qin Lang's absent-mindedness, and repeated:
  "Thank you for saving Madam during the day."

"You're welcome."

Qin Lang was a little amused. This girl didn't like to talk much. She didn't even want to say "you" after the word "thank you".

"You are in a daze, do you have some bad idea?"

"What is this word..."

……

The outspoken girl, after thanking her savior, showed full vigilance.

Although she is always expressionless on the surface, her thoughts are almost all written on her face, between her eyebrows, and her expression is direct and even a little clumsy.

Qin Lang felt that this was probably evidence and one of the reasons why she didn't like to talk.

……

"If I had any bad ideas, I would have beaten Su Nuxia...when the princess fainted during the day."

Qin Lang sat beside the bed, keeping a distance of about half a meter from the girl:
  "I just thought you were pretty, so I looked a little dazed."

call out--!
  There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a familiar silver dagger was pressed against Qin Lang's shoulder.

"bad idea…"

"No, saying you are good-looking is just a bad idea?"

Qin Lang rolled his eyes at her and raised his hand to put away her dagger:

"Okay, then you look ugly."

call out--!
  After scoring twice, Qin Lang's other shoulder was pressed against by another dagger:
  "You are ugly..."

"..."

It was wrong anyway. Qin Lang put her other arm away speechlessly:

"It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, not to mention your serious stab wounds. Just stop doing these unnecessary movements these days."

……

Qin Lang knew that the girl looked fierce on the surface, but in fact she didn't really mean to hurt herself, otherwise she wouldn't have just pointed the dagger at his shoulder.

Gu Jin, who was a bit dull in his treatment of the princess's savior, obviously had a sense of discretion in his heart.

……

"By the way, you only thank me for saving Su Yinping, don't you thank me for saving you?"

"Need not."

"why?"

"unimportant."

"What's not important?"

"my life."

"..."

Qin Lang frowned slightly and stared at the girl's slender hand gently grasped by the bedside for a while without questioning. After a long time, he stood up, picked up the small stove, poured a bowl of hot water, and skillfully soaked a piece of horsetail in it. , and handed it to Gu Jin.

"Give."

"?"

"Your wife also drank horsetail tea."

Gu Jin hesitated, so Qin Lang took a sip first, saying that it was not poisonous or anything, and then gave it to her.

"..."

Seeing that she was still as unresponsive as a piece of wood, Qin Lang turned the small bowl half a circle again:
  "I haven't touched it here, drink it."

"..."

It seemed that the girl was a little embarrassed that her thoughts had been guessed, and her cold eyes finally turned slightly panicked.

Although it was just a flash in the pan, Qin Lang smiled knowingly when he saw it.

gollum...

"How about it?"

"Um…"

"What do you mean?"

“Delicious…”

The girl's taste is obviously completely different from that of a certain heroine.

"This tea can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which is good for the recovery of knife wounds."

As Qin Lang said this, he slowly took off the cloth strips wrapped around his hands, revealing several dark brown cuts on his palms.

"you…"

The girl Gu Jin's face moved slightly. Qin Lang didn't need to say anything to know instantly that this was the dagger wound she inflicted on him when the two met.

"this."

She glanced at the small wooden bowl in her hand and held it in front of Qin Lang:

"you drink."

"I don't drink."

"..."

Gu Jin frowned imperceptibly, held the small wooden bowl tightly in her hands, and pushed Qin Lang in front of him as if she was not convinced:
  "you drink."

"Don't drink." Qin Lang looked into her eyes:

"I also feel that my life doesn't matter, so it's okay not to drink."

"..."

What does he mean...

This man was strange, so Gu Jin decided to ignore him, put the wooden bowl on the low table at the head of the bed, lay down straight on the bed board, and closed her eyes.

Qin Lang remained silent, put on new cloth strips to bandage his hands, and continued to sit back by the small stove, maintaining basic vigilance. After another hour or two of sitting silently, his buttocks started to hurt a little, and he I gently opened the door and walked out of the house, walked under the old locust tree, breathed in the cool air under the moon, and quietly stared at the Chijiang River flowing under Qingniugang.

……

Before I knew it, two or three sticks of incense passed by.

Qin Lang, who was wearing thin clothes, rubbed his arms. He felt a little cold and wanted to go back to the house.

So, he turned around and saw a familiar thin figure standing upright behind him. Two white and tender hands were holding a bottle, filled it with hot water, and clumsily soaked a large amount of horsetail. small wooden bowl.

"Aren't you asleep?" Qin Lang grinned.

"Drink it."

What's so funny? He was also hurt. I really don't know how he laughed...

Gu Jin couldn't laugh anyway, so she raised her sullen little face, looked straight at Qin Lang, and put the wooden bowl against his stomach.

"Why bother?"

"I don't want to owe you..."

"I've already said that my life is not important, so you don't owe me, just like your life is not important, so even if I save you, you still don't owe me."

"..."

The girl felt that she could not speak to him, so she pursed her lips tightly, pretending that she never wanted to speak, and just pressed the small wooden bowl in her hand harder against his stomach.

"Miss Sumire, don't be angry. In fact, this matter is very simple."

Qin Lang is "good at seducing" and feels like he is abducting a young girl:

"As long as you take back those words and admit that your life is important, then you will truly owe me, and I will just drink this tea."

After Gu Jin was silent for a while, she spoke softly:
  "I am the lady's personal guard and a dead soldier."

"Yes, a dead soldier should value life even more!"

"..."

"Why should a dead soldier who doesn't even value his own life value the life of the person he wants to protect?"

"..."

"In other words, if you don't value yourself, who will protect my wife if something happens in the future?"

Qin Lang looked at the girl seriously, raised a finger and tapped her forehead:
  "You don't have any consciousness at all, and you can easily say something like your own life is not important. Is it interesting?"

"..."

"Don't keep silent. Let's do this. You take it back and never say that kind of thing again. I'll just drink this tea. Do you agree?"

"..."

"Nod if you agree."

Gu Jin's eyes stared at Qin Lang indifferently. She stared at him for several seconds, and finally nodded her head stiffly.

The long pony tail rippled slightly, exuding a faint fragrance.

Only then did Qin Lang take the small wooden bowl that was almost touching his stomach with a red mark, and drank it in one gulp.

"?!"

"If you put too much, I feel bitter...huh? What's wrong?"

"..."

The girl was about to speak but stopped, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, her lips licked twice, but in the end she said nothing.

never mind…

I forgot to turn the small wooden bowl over and let him drink from where he drank...

With her status, she is probably not suitable to care about such boring things in her life...

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Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

At the same time, under the same night sky, in the Qingzhou Mansion Office, the back garden built in Yangzhou style is full of tranquility, with small bridges, flowing water, red flowers and green willows, and is elegant and unique.

At this time, the bright moon was high in the sky, and in a small man-made lake more than ten feet square in the garden, two old men were sitting under the pavilion in the center of the lake, one drinking wine and the other drinking tea.

The tea drinker has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He wears a brocade dress with cloud patterns and embroidered birds. He is over fifty years old, and his beard and hair are still black and green.

The drinker has a sinister look on his face, is wearing a dirty gray linen robe, and has disheveled white hair.

"Sir, this matter is of great importance. I apologize for the inconvenience of staying with you tonight. Let me tell you directly. Our sect leader was killed in Jianping County half a month ago. I heard the day before yesterday that the body has been delivered to your residence. Is it true?"

The white-haired old man got straight to the point. The black-haired old man didn't look at him. He raised his glass and took a leisurely sip:
  "Xue Gui's death...not to mention you, I actually didn't expect it. After all, the arrest warrants were issued ten years ago. Your sect leader is notoriously vicious. Who knew someone could target someone with just fifty taels of silver?" He shows that there are not a few chivalrous people in today's world, isn't this good?"

"grown ups!"

The white-haired old man was obviously very impatient:

"Ten years ago, the Tianhe Sect's property expanded from Yizhou to Qingzhou. Our Blood Knife Sect was also very smart. The sect leader was willing to hide in prison. The number of people in the entire sect has dropped sharply to only 20 or 30 today. It can be said that a strong man has lost his strength... "

"Don't make yourself sound so tragic."

The black-haired old man glanced at the other person:
  "Who are you? You are just a bunch of bandits, one of the twelve sects of Jianghu. You don't know what you are thinking. The arrest warrant issued ten years ago was not only the intention of Tianhe Sect, but also the intention of Qingzhou people and officials. The reason why I have gone through so many twists and turns to leave you a trace of life is because of the past relationship between your sect master and me. What else do you want to ask for when you come today?"

"Of course I understand what the adults are saying!"

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth:

"As an elder of the sect, I know that it will only be a matter of time before my Blood Knife Sect completely disappears from the world. Now I don't have any extravagant expectations. The reason why I still have the shamelessness to tell you some old stories is just to ask you to be reasonable. thing."

"There's no need to ask...heh...to tell you what's reasonable."

"I hope that your lord will return the body of my sect leader Xue Gui to our Blood Knife Sect."

"Why? Is there any treasure on his body?"

The black-haired old man said something unintentionally, but the white-haired old man's eyes trembled quietly, and he said calmly:
  "The sect master has suffered in the prison cell for ten years. There is no treasure to speak of. It's just that we, the elders who followed the sect master for the first time, still have a little bit of loyalty to the world. We really can't bear it..."

"OK OK."

The black-haired old man stroked his long beard:

"Let me put it bluntly, a corpse was brought to the state capital just for verification. It was verified the day before yesterday. It is indeed that old man Xue Gui. If you want to take it back, take it. I will give you the reward." It’s just Yin Zhaofa, that’s it.”

"Thank you, Lord Prefect!"

"Come here, take this old gentleman to find Wu Zuo... Oh, by the way, you'd better not show up in the world again because of Xue Gui's matter. There is news in the capital that a big shot may pass by me and report to the major universities. Prefectures and counties, if you step on the iron plate, the Blood Knife Sect may not only remove you, but also your life."

"Please remember this! I will definitely let the disciples keep a low profile when I return!"

……

Soon, the white-haired old man left under the leadership of his servant, and the prefect summoned a servant again after drinking a few more drinks alone.

"What are your orders, sir?"

"Find someone to follow you and see if there is anything fishy about Xue Gui's body."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)