Wei Ci looked down and turned his head, trying not to look at Jiang Pengji.
Of course, the name was not important, but the person.
But how would she know what was bothering him?
Names could be given, but what if the person was different?
He did not want to serve the emperor in this life. She would meet another like-minded partner. What would that have to do with Wei Ci?
Two of the most important names to him had been given to someone else, and the future would be completely different from the history he knew. This was exactly what he wanted to see … Even so, the discomfort in his heart could not be alleviated in a short period of time.
"A man's mind is really hard to understand."
Jiang Pengji sighed. Before Wei Ci could react, she suddenly covered her waist and frowned, as if she was enduring the pain.
Wei Ci was not in the mood to care about anything else. He quickly asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell, my lord?"
Jiang Pengji's lips were white. "I had to fight in person to conquer Jiamen Pass …"
Before she finished speaking, Wei Ci had already imagined a tragic drama. Countless bloody scenes seemed to flash before his eyes.
"It has been more than a month since the battle at Jiamen Pass. Why hasn't my lord recovered?"
Wei Ci did not dare to touch her, for fear of accidentally touching her wounds.
She was stubborn by nature and looked weak in front of others. She must have been seriously injured and had yet to recover.
As expected, Jiang Pengji gradually relaxed her brows and said carelessly, "Maybe the wounds are too deep to kill."
Wei Ci felt a fire burning in his chest again.
Whether it was in his previous life or this one, this person did not take care of her body. What did she mean by "not killing"?
She was still young and healthy. She could roam around without any problems, so there was nothing wrong with her.
But when she grew older, wouldn't the old wounds torture her to death?
"Ci, call the doctor over."
Wei Ci's voice was low, and his words were irresistible.
Jiang Pengji did not allow him to do that. She raised her hand and grabbed his hand, preventing him from getting up.
"No need, it's just a small injury." She smiled faintly and pulled Wei Ci to her side. She spoke before he could object, "Why don't you look at the sky outside? What day is it now? If they called for the doctor, the news of Governor Liu staying overnight at his subordinate's house would spread before daybreak. In the past, this would have been a wonderful story. Now that I've recovered my true gender, it's no longer a story but a scandal. "
Jiang Pengji's words were like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, freezing Wei Ci awake from the inside out. His feverish brain also cooled down.
The situation she described was indeed what Wei Ci was afraid of, but it was even more unbearable for him to watch Jiang Pengji endure the pain and not seek treatment.
"Perhaps the wound accidentally split open. It shouldn't be a problem."
When Jiang Pengji said this, she did not let go of Wei Ci's hand. Wei Ci's attention was attracted again, so he did not notice.
"Don't talk. Just let me calm down."
Wei Ci had no choice but to compromise. He suggested, "My lord, why don't I send you back to the district headquarters in secret?"
Jiang Pengji said shamelessly, "There's no need. Returning to the district headquarters would alarm the guards and the gatekeeper. Wouldn't that be revealing the truth? Zixiao, why don't you kindly help me clean up a room? If it's too late, I can make do with Changsheng for the night. "
What else could Wei Ci say?
You're the lord. You're the boss. You have the final say in everything.
Just as he was about to get up, he was embarrassed to find that his right hand had been held by her. Their skin that was in contact with each other was sweating, but she did not let go.
"I'm sleepy. Zixiao, don't disturb me."
Jiang Pengji wanted to lie down and sleep without any explanation. Wei Ci could only swallow the words in his stomach.
He maintained his kneeling position stiffly and looked at the person who was carelessly using his legs as a pillow. He was stunned and could not get angry at all.
He kept his eyelids open, which kept fighting. He planned to release his right hand when Jiang Pengji fell asleep.
"Ah …"
At that moment, Changsheng made full use of her terrible sleeping position. She successfully twisted her body and flipped from the head of the bed to the end. The thin blanket covering her body was kicked to the side of the bed. Her plump body was like a fresh flower pancake, lying on the mattress in a posture of a rooster standing on one leg.
She licked her lips. There were only a few teeth in her mouth. Sparkling saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.
Wei Ci's eyebrows twitched violently.
He carefully tilted his upper body and pulled over the thin blanket that Changsheng had abandoned. He covered her properly again.
As for carrying Changsheng from the end of the bed to the head of the bed and continuing to sleep?
He really could not do such a difficult action now.
Looking at Changsheng's sleeping face, then looking at the person on his lap who was obviously acting like a hooligan, Wei Ci only felt that his head was hurting.
Why did he feel that he could no longer hide his identity?
Why did he feel that Jiang Pengji did it on purpose?
This was probably his hallucination, wasn't it?
Wei Ci sighed. He could only use his hand to support himself on the high cushion and find a slightly more comfortable position to lean against.
The surroundings were too quiet. He thought about many things in his mind. None of them were related to work.
He felt that he had fallen.
Perhaps he was too sleepy. Wei Ci could not help but point to his forehead and fall asleep in a daze.
However, the dream was extremely unstable. Various scenes appeared one after another.
"Those uncles only want my younger brother and don't want Changsheng … Grand Tutor, I am a burden to mother, am I not?"
The girl's words caused Wei Ci's heart to ache.
The scene changed again. In the blink of an eye, the crying girl became a slender and elegant grand nun. Her expression was as rare as her mother's.
"Grand Tutor, is that my younger brother?"
Wei Ci said in the dream. "Your Highness, no one in this world can be your younger brother."
"Mother told me the truth. Grand Tutor, you don't have to be so timid … I will take good care of Grand Tutor and my younger brother …"
Although they were not official, they were blood relatives after all.
In the 18th year of Yongchen's reign in the Jiang dynasty, Emperor Chen was seriously ill. Everyone in the court was in a state of panic.
It was at this time that a case named "Crown Prince Zhang Zuo" shocked the court.
"I am Crown Prince Zhang Zuo!"
"Unfilial son!"
The more time passed, the more chaotic the dream became. Wei Ci stood on the spot in a daze. In the chaos, he did not know what was happening in the world.
The scenes melted in an instant and twisted into countless demons and monsters. They all laughed sinisterly and pounced on him.
Just as he was about to be swallowed by the demons, Wei Ci shouted in horror. His body suddenly leaned forward.
Jiang Pengji was pretending to be asleep at first. Later on, she really fell asleep. When the sky was just beginning to brighten, she was awakened by the subtle movements of Wei Ci's nightmare.
Wei Ci was covered in cold sweat. His face was pale and his lips were trembling slightly because of fear.
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