Enter the Room

  Chapter 143

  Yuan Yunzhong went and returned!

  Song Jiyun couldn't help stretching his neck to look around.

   Soon, Zheng Quan walked in with Yuan Yun in embarrassment.

  Song Jiyun hurriedly said: "But what's the matter?"

   "Can't you come if you have nothing to do?" Yuan Yunzhong said coldly, throwing something in her hand.

   Song Jiyun lowered his head, and it turned out to be a small and exquisite dagger.

  The sheath is pitch black, made of unknown material, it looks very inconspicuous, like a slightly long fruit knife.

  She tried to pick it up and pulled it out, but she didn't know whether it was because she hadn't regained her strength or the method was wrong, and she couldn't pull it out after several attempts.

  Yuan Yunzhong sneered, sat on the edge of the bed, took the dagger, and showed it to her: "Look here, there is a small bump to the touch, press lightly, and the dagger will pop out."

   As soon as his voice fell, the dagger was out of its sheath.

  Under the dim light, the dagger was full of cold light, murderous.

  Song Jiyun couldn't help shivering.

  Yuan Yunzhong said: "Take self-defense."

   This dagger is nothing ordinary at first glance, how could she easily accept such a precious thing from him.

  However, Yuan Yunzhong is really careful.

  She only cared about anger and revenge, but didn't think of taking precautions.

  Yuan Yunzhong reminded her that she must put safety first when she walks outside in the future.

   "It's too expensive." Song Jiyun politely refused, and said, "I will pay attention to it in the future. See if I can ask the **** to help find a maid who can kung fu."

  Yuan Yunzhong looked her up and down: "Is Zheng Quan's kung fu not good?"

   Is this despising her or being calculated by someone?

  Song Jiyun was discouraged, and whispered: "This, isn't this an accident?"

  Can he forget about it?

   "Take it!" Yuan Yunzhong didn't allow her to say anything, "I didn't expect to find someone to take the one hundred thousand taels of silver!"

  Song Jiyun's face was hot, and he hurriedly said: "I'll ask Zheng Quan to send you the bank note."

  Yuan Yunzhong didn't speak, but looked straight at her, his eyes seemed a little quiet.

  She knew immediately that she had said the wrong thing.

  Is Yuan Yunzhong the one who sent the one hundred thousand taels of silver?

  When she said that, she clearly underestimated him.

  Song Jiyun immediately apologized: "That's not what I meant. I, I just don't know how to express my gratitude!"

  Yuan Yunzhong's eyes fell on the dagger.

  Song Jiyun immediately said: "I'll put it away now."

  A look of satisfaction flashed across Yuan Yunzhong's eyes.

   Song Jiyun sighed in his heart.

   Sure enough, the most difficult thing to repay is the debt of favor!

   And the popularity of being in debt is short...

   "I will put this dagger under my pillow when I sleep at night," she assured Yuan Yunzhong, "If there is anything wrong, I will tell Zheng Quan or ask Shao Qing for help, so you can rest assured!"

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded, and this time he left happily.

  Zheng Quan personally sent him out.

   Song Jiyun held the dagger, feeling warm in his heart.

  At the beginning, she imprisoned him in her closet, but he still stood by her side at the critical moment, helping her and taking care of her.

  Although he didn't have a single personal word, Yuan Yunzhong's every expression, every movement, even scolding her, expressed his concern.

  This is typical arrogance, right?

   Song Jiyun thought, and couldn't help laughing.

  *

  Early the next morning, Yuan Yunzhong brought that doctor Wang to check her pulse.

  Outside the half-opened window lattice, the morning light fell on the oily green leaves, bringing a burst of dazzling light to this early autumn morning.

  Yuan Yunzhong was tall and tall, wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe woven with gold and phoenix tails, leaning against the half-open window, his eyes were clear and pale, and there was a rare warmth between his brows.

  Song Jiyun looked a little dazed.

Dr. Wang, who was checking her pulse through a layer of silk handkerchief, withdrew his hands, looked at Song Jiyun who was able to move his hands and feet freely, and said with relief: "Miss Song is in good health. I thought it would take three or four days for Miss Song to recover. Back to normal, now it seems that Miss Song should be able to return to normal tomorrow."

  Song Jiyun came back to his senses.

She didn't know how powerful the medicine in her medicine was, but Dr. Wang was optimistic about her, and she was invited by Yuan Yunzhong, so she had to say a few polite words: "That's because your medical skills are superb, and the medicine is very effective. good."

  Doctor Wang said modestly: "Where! Where!" But he couldn't hide his complacency.

  Yuan Yunzhong listened and glanced at Doctor Wang.

  Doctor Wang suddenly suppressed his smile, and solemnly said to Song Jiyun: "I'll give you another prescription. Just take two more."

  Song Jiyun smiled and thanked Dr. Wang, and glanced at Yuan Yunzhong.

  She always felt that Dr. Wang seemed a little afraid of Yuan Yunzhong.

  Yuan Yunzhong saw her looking over, and said: "In that case, let's go back after lunch."

  Song Jiyun thinks this arrangement is very good—even if there is something wrong with the kiln factory, she never doesn't go home for a few days in a row. If her mother becomes suspicious, it will be troublesome.

   Xiangzan accompanied Dr. Wang to prescribe the medicine again.

   Song Jiyun could not help but ask Yuan Yunzhong: "Where is Zheng Quan?"

  Yuan Yunzhong said indifferently: "He said he has something to do, so he went out."

  Song Jiyun told him to encourage Mr. Wang's brother-in-law yesterday, but she didn't take it seriously. She drank the medicine after breakfast, and soon fell asleep under the influence of the medicine.

  After she was woken up by the incense hairpin, she had lunch and went back home.

  It was only then that she discovered that she was living in an inn called "Ping An" on the outskirts of the city.

   In the past, when she went to Baoen Temple, she often passed by here.

   It was just on the street where people come and go, but now there are a few people gathered in twos and threes, all whispering there.

   Song Jiyun frowned, feeling that this scene was unusual.

  She sent Xiangzan to inquire.

  Xiang Zan quickly ran back stunned.

"Eldest, eldest miss," she began to speak a little unhappily, "everyone is spreading rumors that Mr. Wang drank flowers and wine in the yard the night before, and the girl didn't give him money when he fell asleep. The courtyard was tied up, hung on the city tower, and the word 'king' was written on his body!"

  At this time, people called all brothels "Yard", and the old bustard in the brothel was called "Mom".

   "This is impossible!" Song Jiyun said without thinking.

  Master Wang is the local leader in Liang County, and many businesses of the same religion and class are attached to him to operate, not to mention not paying for prostitutes, but even giving him change, those brothels will scramble to line up in front of him with money. How could it be possible to tie him up and hang him on the tower.

   Besides, the city tower is not something anyone can hang up if they want to.

Xiangzan blushed: "It's true! I asked several people, and some people saw it with their own eyes. They also said that Master Wang was hanged on the tower for almost two hours before he was let down. Not only did he enter and exit the tower Many people in the county secretly ran to see the news.

   "Those people also said that Master Wang passed out because of this incident, and he hasn't woken up yet!"

   Then it's even more wrong.

  Song Jiyun said to Xiangzan: "Hurry up and get someone to find Zheng Quan and come back."

  She needs to know what happened.

  (end of this chapter)