"Second Miss, this …"
Seeing that their Lord Jue walked straight past the carriage without even looking at them, a guard driving the carriage showed a little surprise on his face. He looked at the woman holding the sword and said.
A trace of doubt also appeared on Miss.Liu's face. Then she waved her hand and said, "Follow me slowly."
Li Yi walked slowly along the street and gradually walked out of the city gate. There was always a figure following him more than ten feet behind him. Miss.Liu's expression changed from confusion and surprise at the beginning to worry.
Because he had been like this for a whole hour.
Miss.Liu's expression began to become a little solemn. This Li Yi made her feel very unfamiliar, even more unfamiliar than the Li Yi who said "I say, get off" to her on the arena of the brothel in Qing 'an Prefecture.
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Viscount's Mansion.
In the shade of a big tree at the entrance, Old Fang sat beside a short table with his legs crossed. He was chatting with Butler Li casually. His lips were curled up and his face was full of smiles. The word 'happy' was almost written on his face.
"Is there anything happy today?" Steward Li picked up a few side dishes with his chopsticks and took a sip of wine. He narrowed his eyes comfortably and looked at Fang.
"Ah, no, no …" Fang waved his hand and took a big gulp of wine. He laughed and said, "What can I be happy about …"
Steward Li shook his head. His expression was so obvious that even the dog that stuck out its tongue on the side could see that he was in a good mood.
Fang picked up a few pieces of meat and looked up to see a figure coming from a distance. He suddenly stood up from the stool, strode over and said, "Young master, guess what I saw in the city today. That group of jade courtyard …"
"Young master, young master?"
Fang looked confusedly at Li Yi, who didn't even pay attention to him and walked straight into the mansion. For a moment, he was a little confused, so much so that he even forgot something that made him excited until now.
When he looked back, the carriage of Viscount's Mansion was actually following behind. He wondered why the young master would walk back by himself without even sitting in the carriage. Until he saw Second Miss, who also didn't look very good, came over, a hint of understanding appeared on his face.
"Second Miss, did you quarrel with the young master again?"
When Miss.Liu walked past him, Fang couldn't help but ask tentatively.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that it was inappropriate. He raised his head and saw the cold eyes of Second Miss Liu. He immediately shivered and reacted faster than the dog lying on the ground with its tongue sticking out. In an instant, he disappeared.
"Young master …" Xiao Huan was washing the two clothes that Li Yi changed out of yesterday in the corridor. Seeing him coming in from outside, she immediately raised her little face.
Ruyi came out from inside, looked at him and said with a smile, "You're back, husband. Have you eaten? If not, I'll immediately tell the kitchen to make it."
"I have eaten." Li Yi said in a low voice, then walked into the room and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll sleep for a while. If there's nothing, don't let anyone disturb me."
A trace of doubt appeared on Ruyi's face, but she still nodded.
Xiao Huan washed her hands and ran in. As she made the bed, she muttered in a low voice.
This year's Chinese Valentine's Day, she must ask Uncle Fang and the others to help build a smart building that was taller than last year's. These days, several servant girls in the mansion have been talking about how tall the smart buildings of the rich families in the capital were. She must not be inferior to them.
"Is Chinese Valentine's Day coming soon …" Li Yi took off his outer clothes and murmured. He looked at the servant girl and asked, "What day is it today?"
The servant girl counted with her fingers, and after a while said, "June 18th."
Hearing this number, Li Yi was startled. After a long time, he sighed, and then a weak voice came over.
"June 18th … it's been a whole year."
After Xiao Huan closed the door, she stood at the door and listened for a while. She didn't hear any other movements inside. She murmured in a low voice with some doubt, "What a year …"
"Did anything happen today?" In the courtyard, Ruyi looked at Miss.Liu and asked in confusion.
"I don't know." Miss.Liu shook her head. She didn't enter the palace with Li Yi today. After he came out, he became like this. She had no idea what happened.
Ruyi didn't ask anymore, but when she looked at the tightly shut door, her face couldn't help but show some worry.
Not knowing why, after coming out of the palace, Li Yi felt especially tired, especially after hearing Xiao Huan talk about today … this kind of tiredness was not only physical, but also psychological. Lying comfortably on the bed, the double tiredness was released. He just wanted to sleep like this until the end of time.
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…
Sensing that the atmosphere in the residence wasn't right, the servant girls and servants in the Viscount's residence were especially careful these days.
There were no more maids discussing how the residence would spend the Double Seventh Festival half a month later. Lord Jue had not stepped out of that courtyard for a few days. Miss Xiao Huan's face was filled with worry. Second Miss never had a good look on her face. Even Furen's face occasionally had a trace of worry.
The servant girls and servants worked quietly, for fear of making the slightest sound.
Lying on the bed, Li Yi looked a little haggard. In fact, he had slept enough these days, but he still felt very tired.
Ever since that special day, the negative emotions hidden somewhere in his body suddenly erupted. Other than sleeping, he felt that everything else was tasteless.
But even if he fell asleep, it wasn't peaceful. There would always be some strange things in his mind.
One moment, he was wearing an ancient costume and sitting in a bus, greeted by the surprised and scrutinizing eyes of the people on the bus; the next moment, he was wearing an Adidas sportswear and standing in the court with headphones plugged into his ears. The song in the headphones was Jay Chou's "Back to the Past", and the person sitting on the throne above him was the King of Shu, who was looking at him with a sarcastic gaze. Then, he would hear his mother's long-lost nagging. Once, when he was forced to marry, he found a woman on the street and brought her home. The woman looked the same as Ruyi …
Similar images and pictures often appeared in his mind. Sometimes, he was lying on the rocking chair in the Willow Leaf Village, the little servant girl massaging his shoulders behind him, Miss.Liu's graceful figure was in front of him, and he could see Ruyi's busy figure in the kitchen from the corner of his eye …
Then, the hateful faces of Qin Yu and the King of Shu would appear at the right time — then he would wake up, eat, and continue to feel sleepy after eating, and so on.
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…
"What should we do? Son-in-law has been sleeping for five whole days." The little servant girl sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, her little face full of worry.
Apart from sleeping very much, there was nothing abnormal about the young master. At first, she thought that the young master was sick. Later, she even invited the imperial physician from the palace, but the imperial physician couldn't tell what was wrong. He didn't even write a prescription, and he even said that the young master was the best doctor — what kind of lousy imperial physician was that? His medical skills were all lies!
A figure with his hands behind his back walked out of the room, and the little servant girl hurriedly ran over.
Ruyi, who had been waiting outside, immediately walked over and asked, "Second Uncle, how is it?"
The old man waved his hand and said, "This is his own demon. If he can walk out of it, it will be over. If he can't walk out of it …"
Before finishing his words, Second Uncle left the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
"How is this possible? My husband's martial arts are not good, how could he encounter a demon …" Ruyi looked into the room, and her face became a little pale.
Miss.Liu's knuckles turned slightly white as she held the sword. She felt a little panic in her heart, and this panic even exceeded the cold war between the two of them not long ago.
She couldn't help but think of last year's Chinese Valentine's Day, and the side of him that she had never seen before when he was alone — so that person had always existed?
That person — what was he doing in loneliness?
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…
Li Yi felt very tired. His forehead was full of sweat, and many wounds on his body were bleeding, but he still didn't put down the Autumn Water in his hand.
This was because there were countless people in front of him — ten Qin Yu's, eight King of Shu's, six Wu Ying's, and countless men with scars on their faces. He slashed one at a time, until he was exhausted and fell to the ground weakly.
He saw two Qin Yu's pounce on him with a strange smile on their faces, the King of Shu sneering behind him, and Wu Ying looking at him coldly with his sword …
At this critical moment, Li Yi silently said in his heart, "Ruyi, Ruyi, follow my heart, quickly appear …"
And then, and then, a figure appeared.
A white and slender hand held the Autumn Water, dressed in white. One person and one sword, all eyes were filled with sword light. One Qin Yu fell, two Qin Yu's fell, and all eight King of Shu's fell. A moment later, only a standing figure was left in front of him.
At this moment, the woman turned around, and with her back facing the corpses on the ground, she slowly reached out to him.
Li Yi raised his hand with difficulty, held her hand tightly, and then woke up.
He saw Miss.Liu standing in front of the bed, looking at him. She held the Autumn Water in one hand, and he held the other hand tightly.
The morning sun shone in through the window, and it was slightly dazzling.
Li Yi narrowed his eyes, looked at Miss.Liu, and said softly.
"Morning …"
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