Her Promising Business

Zhou jinglang's residence is next to Zhuge Yi, which was arranged by Zhuge Yi himself.

Zhuge Yi was afraid of Zhou jinglang's unstable mood, so he had better be close to him to appease the future son.

Seeing that Zhou jinglang has always been so silent, Zhuge Yi thinks that he should let Zhou jinglang have a good night's rest. If there is anything to say, wait until Zhou jinglang has enough rest and is in good spirits.

When he came to the door, Zhuge Yi leaned back slightly and said, "my son, have a rest early. I'm tired of all the traffic."

Zhou jinglang was stunned and stared at Zhuge Yi, who looked respectful for a while. Before Zhuge Yi began to speak, he nodded and said, "you should have a rest early and talk about it tomorrow."

After that, Zhou jinglang went forward, pushed open the door and went in.

Zhuge Yi straightens up and looks at Zhou jinglang's emaciated figure disappearing behind the closed door, with mixed feelings in her heart.

According to his understanding, Zhou jinglang should not be so silent and deep.

He has contacted Zhou jinglang many times before. Zhou jinglang should be modest and simple, but he is also a little timid. When did he become so indifferent?

Is it because of Ji Lianzi?

Zhuge Yi shook her head slowly. It's all right. Let's talk about it tomorrow!

Zhou jinglang went into the room and closed the door. As soon as he looked up, he saw a servant girl with a low head standing at the table.

On the table is a candlestick, a clean copper basin and mouthwash tea.

Zhou jinglang looked at the servant girl. She looked sixteen or seventeen years old. She was pretty and calm. Although she was honest, she didn't show any respect.

Zhou jinglang's heart is cold. It's very unconvinced for you to serve a lame man!

What if I'm lame?

When the old man returns to heaven, I will be king Jin!

Thinking of this, Zhou jinglang's anger dissipated a lot and went forward to wash.

The servant girl who lowered her head saw that Zhou jinglang didn't pay attention to her. She pursed her lips and said in a small voice, "I've seen my son."

Zhou jinglang ignored the servant girl directly. After washing herself, she undressed and walked to the bed.

He was really tired. He just met the laoshizi grandfather who had captured him. He needed to have a good rest and keep his spirit.

That servant girl light Xu see Zhou jinglang self-care to go to sleep, busy with the front will reach out to help Zhou jinglang undress.

As soon as Bai Nen's cool little hand touched Zhou jinglang's body, Zhou jinglang became stiff.

"Get out!" Zhou jinglang dodged the light wadding hand, frowned and scolded.

Before going out, the daughter-in-law has explained that no one can touch his body, especially women!

There are many things for servant girls to climb the bed. If he dares to provoke any peach blossom debt, his daughter-in-law will castrate him!

Young light Xu seems to have never thought that the lame man who looked down upon in his heart would scold her.

Ao Jiao's light Xu is angry. She suddenly looks up and stares at Zhou jinglang. She moves her lips to ridicule him. However, she remembers Zhuge Yi's advice from her sister and sticks her words in her throat.

Zhou jinglang bypassed the light wadding, took off his robe and threw it at the end of the bed

"You Light catkins suddenly blow up, and want to scold Zhou jinglang.

"Cough!" A light cough came out of the window, and a soft voice said, "sister, step down. Since the son of heaven doesn't allow you to serve, don't get in the way."

This voice reminds light Xu Zhou jinglang of his identity. Light Xu grins his teeth and stares at Zhou jinglang, falls on the bed, stomps his feet and turns away.

Hearing the sound of "bang" closing the door, or slamming the door, Zhou jinglang's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He pulled up the brocade to cover his body, and his eyes exuded some moisture.

I miss my daughter-in-law so much... I don't know what happened to her.

His cheap grandfather is terrible, and I don't know how he got out of the study.

Zhou jinglang's mind is complicated. He thinks he will be sleepless all night. However, he may be really tired. He doesn't feel anything when he is in a tight mood. Now when he is relaxed, he feels sleepy and soon goes to sleep.

It was a night of deep sleep until noon the next day.

Zhou jinglang gets up hungry and finds that the servant girl in the room has changed. He is still an acquaintance. It is the servant girl who follows Zhuge Yi.

Qingfu is more mature and steady than Qingxu. Soft words are very gentle and respectful. Zhou jinglang still doesn't want to pay attention to her. However, Qingfu is more pleasing to the eye than Qingxu.

A simple wash, with meals, please brush Zhou jinglang bath and change clothes.

Zhou jinglang looked at his dirty and old grey robe and nodded.

Bath is a big bath bucket, gently called a pretty young man, for Zhou jinglang a good scrub.

Zhou jinglang was quite satisfied with Qingfu's thoughtfulness, and his face became more gentle when he faced Qingfu.

The clothes that Qingfu took to change are made of good materials from inside to outside, but they don't look luxurious.

Zhou jinglang was very satisfied with his ordinary light blue robe. He didn't want to go out with the Royal jade belt.

Wash clean, put on new clothes, Zhou jinglang's elegant and elegant will show.

Qingfu looks at the well-dressed Zhou jinglang and sighs in his heart. Although Zhou jinglang was born in a peasant family, he still has the temperament of a young master.

Sure enough, it's better to study. Even if you're from a bad family, you'll be gentle if you study more.

Zhou jinglang looked down at his new clothes and flicked the sleeve cage. He was very satisfied and said in a warm voice, "where's Mr. Zhuge?"

"Sir, I'm waiting in the room for my son to pass." The return way of light brush low eyebrow agreeable.

Zhou jinglang nodded and stepped out.

Goodbye Zhuge Yi. This middle-aged scholar is also in a blue robe. He looks energetic and looks at Zhou jinglang with a gentle smile.

Seeing Zhou jinglang enter the door, Zhuge Yi gets up to salute. Zhou jinglang nods and goes to sit at the table.

Tea and snacks had already been set on the table. Zhuge Yi sent him back to sit beside him. He said respectfully in a warm voice, "if you have anything to say, please ask. Yi knows everything and says everything."

Zhou jinglang glanced at him, took a sip of tea from the tea bowl, and said slowly, "my legs can really be cured?"

"Yes Zhuge Yi did not say perfunctorily, "I wonder if my son ever heard of" ghost doctor "

Zhou jinglang did not respond, said: "never."

"..." ZHUGE Yika, for a moment, didn't know how to go on.

The name of "ghost doctor" is still very loud in the Jianghu. Although it is not a household name, few people do not know him.

However, since Zhou jinglang was born, he has hardly gone out of Zhoujia village, so Zhuge Yi is relieved.

After all, Zhou jinglang's knowledge is still too little. It's not surprising that he doesn't know anything.

Zhuge Yi thought that after Zhou jinglang met King Jin yesterday, he had to be a little nervous.

However, now looking at Zhou jinglang is still a calm appearance, Zhuge Yi does not know whether he should admire Zhou jinglang's calm, or sneer at Zhou jinglang's ignorance.