In the dark cellar, the strong aroma of wine can make people's heads feel dizzy.

For a moment, Rong Shu almost thought that everything in front of him was an illusion.

He held her very tightly, so tightly that she could feel his palms covering her back and head shaking slightly.

Also, his breath was very hot. Rong Shu pressed her forehead against his neck and could clearly feel how hot his skin was.

He is having a high fever.

This kind of hug is really too intimate.

In his past and present lives, Gu Changjin had never hugged her like this.

Rong Shu subconsciously wanted to push him away, but as soon as her slender fingers touched his chest, she couldn't help being startled again.

The clothes on his chest were all soaked, and the sticky touch on his fingertips and the smell of blood lingering on the tip of her nose made her quickly notice something was wrong.

The man was hurt again.

I don’t know if it’s a new injury or an old injury, but it’s still not serious.

I originally wanted to push him away, but I knew that he was seriously injured and had a high fever. The hand against his chest could not move for a while.

"Master Gu." She pursed her lips and said softly: "I'm fine, you should let me go."

Gu Changjin seemed to have come to his senses, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly let go. hand.

My Adam's apple rolled several times, and I didn't know what to say.

How to explain the moment of loss of control? How should he tell her that the anxiety he felt along the way could only be completely dissipated when he held her safely in his arms?

Gu Changjin looked down at her and said, "I was abrupt, I'm sorry."

Rong Shu took a step back and pulled himself out of the range of his breath, then raised his eyes and said calmly: "It's okay, my lord. I am worried about the people. Now that you are here, have you killed all the pirates outside the city?"

The alienation in her tone and her subconscious retreating movements told him that she did not want to have too close physical contact with him. .

In the dream, when he held her, her body stiffened for a moment, but soon softened, and she actively pressed her pointed chin against his shoulder.

In the dream, she liked him hugging her.

But now, when he held her in his arms, her whole body was filled with an aura of resistance.

Resist him, resist his embrace. If he hadn't been injured, she would have pushed him away, he thought.

Gu Changjin slowly clenched his hands and said: "Seventy-eight out of ten people are dead, and the remaining two hundred people have been taken away. Don't worry, Yangzhou City is safe."

He was used to speaking cautiously, he said If nothing happens in Yangzhou, then take it as if nothing happens. Rong Shu believes it.

Her shoulders relaxed slightly, she picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, and said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work, sir. I think there are a lot of things to deal with outside. You can go and take care of yourself. I also want to go to the City God's Temple with Sister Luoyan." Look."

She nodded slightly and was about to walk away from him. After only taking two steps, she asked him to hold her wrist gently.

He didn't use any force, just wrapped his arms around her wrists through the gauze sleeves, preventing her from leaving.

"Rong Shu, I have something to tell you." He whispered: "Just a few words."

Rong Shu's fingers like peeling onions couldn't help but pinch the dagger in his hand.

Many images suddenly appeared in my mind.

He stood on Pingnan Street and asked her if she liked Mu Rong amidst the chirping of insects.

He stood under the Wu family's brick bridge, slowly woke up to her, and said to him, Rong Shu, I'm here to find you.

There was also the figure that refused to leave when he walked her to the carriage under the faint light of dusk.

On the night of Zhongyuan, Zhuiyun said to her, Master asked me to protect you.

Qixin also told her that our family is here for Mr. Gu.

He called her Rong Shu instead of Miss Rong.

He asked her how she wanted to celebrate her birthday.

And now, he was holding her tightly in his arms while he was injured and bleeding.

The fingertips loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

Rong Shu raised his eyes and looked at Luo Yan and said, "Sister Luo Yan, can you take these girls back to the City God's Temple first? I'll say a few words to Mr. Gu and I'll come find you in a minute."

Luo Yan nodded and pursed her lips. After glancing at Gu Changjin, he took the girls who wanted to watch the fun out of the wine cellar.

As soon as the person left, Rong Shu looked at Gu Changjin and said, "What does Mr. Gu want to say to me?"

As she spoke, she gently pulled away her hand, but this time she broke free. Gu Changjin took advantage of the situation and let go. Handed.

Gu Changjin's cold pool-like eyes looked at her quietly.

Her eyes were as clean and clear as before, and she was very calm.

"I have never liked Wen Xi, nor have I ever wanted to get married to her. No matter whether you appear or not, she and I will never get married." The man's voice gradually lowered, and he said word by word: "Rong Shu, you know Yes, the person I like is you."

She was always smart. From the fact that he left everything behind and came here to look for her, from the fact that he held her in his arms without any care, she probably guessed what he was thinking.

Gu Changjin didn't know whether it was the high fever that burned away his reason, or the fear of losing her that eroded all his calmness.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was to pierce the window screen and reveal his heart to her.

He didn't want her to tell him with red eyes like in the dream that there is a time limit for liking someone, and one day, she would not like him.

He kept his eyes on her as he spoke these words to her.

In such a dark room, the aroma of wine was strong, and the words he spoke seemed to be tainted with the strong aroma of wine, direct, concise, and with an urgency that he shouldn't have otherwise.

Rong Shu had seen many sides of him.

Calm, calm, and strategizing.

This was the first time she saw him look like this and look at her like this.

If he had said these words to her in the previous life before she was sent to the Four Seasons Garden, she would probably have asked him to continue to hold her tightly without hesitation and never let go.

But now, it doesn't matter whether he likes Wenxi, whether he marries Wenxi, or whether he likes her.

From the time they put down their names in the letter and the letter, she and he were over.

Probably because she no longer likes him.

She is used to being this kind of person. When she likes someone, she likes her passionately. When she doesn't like someone, she cuts off the relationship and stops entangled with her.

"Sir, these are not important anymore. When I liked you, you didn't like me. When you liked me, I didn't like you again. Since you and I are so far apart, I think we still lack a little bit of fate. So, why bother?"

"It is said that a broken mirror cannot be healed, and a broken mirror cannot be healed." Rong Shu said sincerely, "Since you and I have reconciled, we should be separated. You will definitely meet someone more suitable for you in the future. "Girl."

Rong Shu never doubted this, there were so many girls in Shangjing who liked him. So he didn't like Wenxi and didn't want to marry Wenxi. When he becomes a prince in the future, there will be a suitable noble girl to marry him.

Furthermore, he had been married to her for less than a year, and the two of them had said and done very little in the past six months. How much could he like her?

After the incident in Yangzhou, he went back to Beijing, and maybe he would forget about her in a few days.

After Rong Shu said this, he lowered his eyelashes, bowed slightly, and quickly left the cellar.

Changji and Shiiyun, who were guarding outside the restaurant, immediately stopped talking when they saw her coming out.

Chang Ji stepped forward and called out: "Miss Rong."

Rong Shu Naoren'er was still a little dazed. Hearing Chang Ji's call, he raised his eyes and reluctantly held the corner of his lips and said, "Master Gu is injured. You'd better go to the hospital and find a doctor to look at him."

She really didn't have much intention to talk to Chang Ji and the others. After saying this, she continued to the Chenghuang Temple.

Chang Ji looked at her hurriedly leaving figure and frowned involuntarily.

The master fought with the pirates with wounds all over his body, and received several more wounds on his body.

However, he acted as if nothing was wrong. As soon as Lu opened the city gate, he immediately rode his horse to the wine shop just to confirm Miss Rong's safety.

Seeing how he looked like a master, Chang Ji finally couldn't help but express his feelings to the girl Rong.

But just now, the girl Rong's face was obviously not good. Could it be that the master said something very unpleasant?

Both he and Zhuiyun were worried about their master's injury, but they didn't dare to go into the wine shop for fear of ruining their master's affairs. But look at Renrong's face, there was no trace of her daughter's shame at being exposed.

Chang Ji subconsciously felt that his master must be making saw-shaped gourds again.

He said, it is not so easy for the iron tree to bloom!

He was making random guesses when he looked up and saw Gu Changjin pushing out the door of the wine shop.

"Master." Chang Ji looked at Gu Changjin's face, "Miss Rong is concerned about your injury, master, and specifically asked me to send you to the hospital to see a doctor."

Gu Changjin kept his eyes half closed after coming out of the wine shop . , after hearing this, he slowly raised his eyelashes, looked at Zhui Yun, and said: "Follow her, Luo Yan is not with her, don't let anything happen to her."

Zhui Yun was thinking more carefully than Chang Ji, and his eyes were on Gu Changjin Qingbai Jingjia's face turned around and he said, "I'll go right away."

Gu Changjin said lightly, took the reins of the horse from Chang Ji's hand, got on the horse, and said, "I'll go back and inform General Liang about the situation here." Situation."

Chang Ji was just about to say that Eunuch Qixin had sent someone, but Gu Changjin already put his horse under his belly and rode towards the city gate.

Chang Ji hurriedly led the other horse and was about to mount it when he suddenly heard another "bang" sound -

he looked around and saw that the man lying on the ground was not his master, so who was it?

Chang Ji: "..."

It was on the way back to the City God's Temple that Rong Shu discovered that her clothes were stained with a large amount of blood.

This was Gu Changjin's blood, which was probably stained when he hugged her.

The wine cellar was dimly lit, and she didn't see clearly how serious Gu Changjin's injuries were.

Thinking of his hot palms and his hot breath, Rong Shu couldn't help but slow down.

Until now, she couldn't figure out why he liked her.

In her previous life, she had been by his side day and night for three years, and he had never had a crush on her. They had gotten along so little in this life, and he didn't even understand what kind of person she was, so why was he attracted to her?

It clearly shouldn't be like this.

She really didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

That's all, once the Shen family's affairs are settled, she won't stay long even if she goes back to Beijing. As long as she leaves Shangjing, it will be difficult for her and Gu Changjin to meet again.

While thinking about it, she had already arrived at the Chenghuang Temple.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the City God's Temple, Chang Ji followed with her hind legs, carrying an unconscious person on her back.

"Miss Rong! The master has fainted. Please find a doctor quickly!"

His voice immediately attracted a lot of attention.

There are many people in the Chenghuang Temple right now. Even Lu Shiyi suffered some flesh wounds and was treating the wounds with a bottle of trauma medicine.

Hearing Chang Ji's words, he walked out of the hall, frowned and said: "Send Mr. Gu in quickly, Zhaozhao, look at Mr. Gu, I will go and ask for Doctor Mou now."

Doctor Mou is the most famous doctor in Yangzhou City. The doctor was old and did not sit in the hall to see the doctor, so Lu Shiyi had a good relationship with him, so he could invite him over.

Rong Shu had already known that Gu Changjin was seriously injured in the wine shop, and now he had Lu Shiyi's request, so he had to stay and let Luo Yan twist several handkerchiefs and wipe his forehead alternately.

After Dr. Mou arrived, she was about to retire after her success, but Chang Ji blocked the way.

"Miss Rong, Master, you know that you won't be given medicine for a while, and you are the only one who can give me medicine now." Chang Ji looked at Rong Shu with a pleading look on his face, "Zhuiyun has already prepared the medicine. Wait until the medicine is ready. "How about I just waste a quarter of an hour and give you some medicine? You just heard from Doctor Mou that the master is seriously injured this time, and he must suppress the high fever in the next two days."

Doctor Mou said calmly . I heard it.

If Gu Changjin hadn't said those words to her today, she would have agreed without saying a word. This lord was injured while protecting Yangzhou. I don't think any of the people of Dayin would just sit idly by.

But now...

Rong Shu neither agreed nor refused. After thinking for a moment, he said: "If you and Zhuiyun can't feed you the medicine, come to me again. I may not be able to feed you."

Chang Ji smiled brightly and said: " If you can't feed me, then no one in this world can feed my master medicine."

Rong Shu lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "I will go to the small side hall next door to inventory the medicinal materials. If you need anything, come there. Look for me there." He said and left without turning his head.

Chang Ji looked at her leaving back, then turned to look for Zhui Yun and said, "You said that the master suddenly fell into coma, does it have something to do with Miss Rong?"

Zhui Yun held a cattail leaf fan and concentrated on fanning the fire of the medicine stove, acting carelessly. : "Don't interfere with the master's affairs. If you do, you can't figure it out."

Doesn't Chang Ji know this truth?

He let out a long sigh and said: "When I carried my master here just now, he was probably talking in his sleep. Do you know what he said in my ears?"

Zhuiyun blew away the sparks under the medicine stove and said casually: "What did he say? ?"

"He said, Rong Zhaozhao, wait a minute

.

Shiiyun paused and looked at Changji.

They were people who had been with Gu Changjin since he was a child, and they somewhat guessed what Gu Changjin was waiting for when he said "wait a minute."

Chang Ji took the cattail leaf fan from Zhui Yun's hand, and while fanning the fire carefully, he said: "Do you still remember what the master asked us when he was fourteen years old?"

How could Zhui Yun not remember?

That year, they went out to perform a mission together, and their master asked them: "Who is your master? Xu Fu or me?"

There were initially five people in the chief followers around the master. One died to save the master, and another He betrayed his master and died, and in the end only the three of them were left.

They didn't know Liu Miao Tang's attitude toward Miss Rong, but the master clearly liked Miss Rong, but he would rather reconcile with Li than let her leave Wutong Lane, presumably to prevent Xu Fu from murdering Miss Rong.

The master said to wait until he eliminated Xu Fu and those people behind her.

Just how long do we have to wait?

What if Miss Rong cannot wait and gets married? When that happens, what will happen to the master?

It was an hour after Rong Shu finished his work in the side hall.

As soon as she had some free time, Chang Ji came over with a bowl of medicine. He looked at her with a flattering look and said, "Miss Rong, the medicine is ready."

Rong Shu was silent, sighing slightly in her heart, and took it. The bowl of medicine went to the main hall.

There are several wooden beds in the main hall of the City God's Temple, specially used for people who are seriously injured and unconscious.

At this time, Gu Changjin was lying on top, his cold jade-like face showing a look of despair. If his brows hadn't been slightly furrowed, people would have thought it was the face of a dead man.

Chang Ji helped Gu Changjin up and said, "Master, the medicine is here."

Rong Shu stirred the thick ink-like concoction in the porcelain bowl, scooped out a spoonful of soup, and fed it to Gu Changjin's lips. The man's teeth were closed tightly, like a clam's mouth, and it was impossible to pry them open.

Rong Shu remembered something, paused, and then said slowly: "It's time for you to take medicine, sir."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the man's teeth loosened, and the medicine in the spoon was poured in smoothly.

Under Chang Ji's amazed gaze, Rong Shu finished the medicine in less than a cup of tea.

She used to be puzzled by the fact that Gu Changjin only drank the medicine she fed him.

Now she seems to understand a little bit.

It was a voice. He recognized her voice and relaxed his teeth.

Rong Shu looked at the man's closed eyebrows, feeling a little confused for a moment.

The first time she gave him medicine was on the day she returned home. They had only been married for three days at that time, and he was even a little wary of her, not liking her at all.

Why was he willing to drink the medicine she gave him then?