"You mean to say that the girl ate the Fu Ginseng by mistake?"
Jing Rong asked.
Mo Ruo nodded, then shook his head, "I think so."
"Then why didn't you remind her just now? Instead, you kept looking back at her. "
"I'm a divine doctor praised by everyone. Not everyone can save me."
"Divine doctor? You should be happy that you're not treated as a swindler. Those who don't know might think you have ulterior motives. "
"I do have such intentions, but I'm afraid that the girl doesn't."
"That's enough. You've drunk too much, and your body is filled with all kinds of alcohol. You're still in a daze right now. If you continue like this, you might get confused and something big will happen."
Jing Rong's mouth was ruthless.
Mo Ruo snorted, "I'm not drunk."
Pfft!
Drunkards always say that.
Jing Rong retorted, "Since you're not drunk and don't want to remind the girl, why are you still looking? Your eyeballs are almost growing on her body. "
"I'm just curious. You know, although I can see her symptoms, I don't know what illness she's suffering from. My heart itches, and I want to check her pulse."
Curious!
Jing Rong found it funny when he saw Mo Ruo squinting his eyes.
He kicked the wine bottles in the carriage, "I think that group of people will be going to pacify her. If we meet again, it's not impossible for you to check her pulse."
"Forget it. What if the girl thinks I'm a bad person?" Mo Ruo stretched lazily, waved his hand, and lay down. "I'll just be an idler. It's better than being a busybody."
He closed his eyes and fell asleep!
Although he and Jing Rong grew up naked, Mo Ruo understood him, but Jing Rong didn't.
Mo Ruo's thoughts were too deep, and his temperament was unfathomable. What did he want? What didn't he want? Jing Rong still couldn't figure it out. Perhaps, he didn't want anything, but he wanted everything.
How strange!
Soon, the sky darkened.
On the official road, torches lit up the road. The shadows of the surrounding trees were cast on the ground, the horses, the people, and the horse carriages …
With the addition of the cold wind blowing from the forest, it seemed extremely strange.
The road became more and more uneven, and Ji Yunshu couldn't fall asleep from the jolting. Wei Yi, on the other hand, slept comfortably on her thighs.
From time to time, he would rub the tip of his nose with his finger.
Ji Yunshu's thighs were numb from being used as a pillow by him, but she could only lightly hit the side of her thighs a few times. She didn't dare to move too much to avoid waking him up.
She reached out and gently rubbed his head, a doting smile on her face.
But after a while, his smile froze and his eyes darkened.
She spoke softly, "Wei Yi, when we reach Jinjiang, I don't know if I should bring you along or … leave you behind?"
She was conflicted.
In fact, she had been thinking about this question for a long time.
The hand that was rubbing Wei Yi's head gradually stopped, and he simply lifted the curtain to let in some fresh air.
Outside, the dense forest stretched as far as the eye could see. The faint flickering light from the torches shone on her delicate features.
The cold wind blew against her face, mixing with the warmth from the torches. She couldn't help but shiver.
Lang Po noticed her and rode his horse forward.
"Teacher Ji, are you tired?"
She nodded and said, "A little."
"We'll reach an inn in a short distance. Bear with it for a while, and then you can rest well."
"Mm."
Lang Po seemed to be addicted to talking. Seeing that Ji Yunshu was still energetic, he decided to chat with her when they were still a distance away from the inn.
"By the way, Teacher Ji, according to our schedule, we should reach Jinjiang in another five or six days. What are your plans?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Jinjiang is Teacher Ji's hometown, so …" Lang Po hesitated, obviously having a deeper meaning.
Ji Yunshu finally understood.
She looked ahead and said to him, "Brother Lang, are you worried that I'll start a fight with the Ji family?"
Lang Po was embarrassed. "Teacher Ji, I'm a clumsy person, so please don't mind me. I was just asking out of concern. It's fine if you don't want to tell me."
His coarse voice carried a sense of naivety.
Ji Yunshu didn't respond to him, but looked behind her. "Is Zhao Huai still following us?"
"He's following us, not a step too fast or too slow. It's as if he's measuring the distance with a ruler. That's strange." He quickly added, "But don't worry, Teacher Ji. His Highness has ordered me to keep an eye on you. I won't let anything happen to you."
Very determined!
She nodded and pondered for a moment. "What about the other group of people by the stream in the afternoon?"
"That group of people? They should be behind us. There's only one official road, so they're probably going to Anfu. But why are you asking about them? "
"It's nothing, I was just asking."
Ugh!
Lang Po's expression turned ugly.
Ji Yunshu also poked her head into the carriage and let down the curtain.
Lang Po scratched his head, feeling awkward. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have asked.
An hour later, they finally arrived at an inn in the mountains.
Ji Yunshu shook him awake and pulled him down the carriage.
Before they entered the inn, a loud commotion could be heard from inside.
The birds in the forest flew away in fright.
It turned out that the people inside were shouting for wine.
Shouting for wine was a common saying used in inns in the mountains. In other words, it was a competition to drink more wine.
A group of people gathered around a chair, shouting until their necks were red.
Among the crowd, a burly man with a face full of stubble was gulping down wine. His eyes were bleeding, and he was swaying left and right.
In front of him was a woman!
The woman's long hair was tied up on top of her head with a chopstick stuck in it. One of the sleeves of her clothes had been torn off, revealing her fair collarbone and right arm. A large red belt was tied around her waist with a necklace made of bones hanging from it. It was a very horrifying sight.
Beside her hand was a folding fan made of ivory.
Her left foot was on the stool, and her elbow was on her knee. She was gulping down dozens of bowls of wine in front of her.
She wasn't drunk at all.
Until …
The burly man opposite her fell to the ground, drunk.
There was a loud boom!
His bulky body fell to the ground, unable to get up. He was still mumbling, "I want to drink, I want to drink, I want to win, I want to win …"
The crowd roared with laughter.
When Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu entered, they happened to see this scene.
When the waiter saw someone enter, he shouted, "Sanniang, we have guests."
When the woman heard that, she finished the last bowl of wine and threw the empty bowl at the burly man on the ground. She picked up the folding fan, opened it, and sashayed over.
How amorous!
Sanniang sized up Jing Rong's group. With a glance, she could tell that they were rich or poor.
She leaned over, her red phoenix eyes painted with red eye makeup. She was very charming, but she did not lose the air of a woman from the pugilistic world.
"Gentlemen, are you staying at the inn? Or are you leaving after a meal? "
Her voice was sharp and provocative.
Jing Rong's face was cold, and he did not speak.
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