Jiujiu enjoyed Qi Ye's service as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. The steward, who had just found out about Qi Ye's return, was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground when he saw Qi Ye serving Jiujiu.
This, this man who was drying this woman's hair was their young master?
Could it be that he was still dreaming?
After drying Jiujiu's hair, Qi Ye turned around and saw the steward who was doubting life.
The steward said, "This servant will send someone to clean up. The food is already prepared. Should I have someone bring it up? "
Qi Ye nodded, "Bring it up."
Because her hair was not completely dry, Jiujiu simply let her hair down and ate with Qi Ye.
Jiujiu was starving after eating only a sugar-coated haw from early in the morning.
As the richest person in the country, the chefs in Wan San's residence were not inferior to the imperial chefs. After eating the meal, Jiujiu felt very comfortable.
After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Jiujiu lay down on the lounge chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun.
Eating fresh fruits delivered from Tibet, drinking sour plum soup that cleared away heat, and having delicious freshly baked pastries at hand. These days, even if they were given to a deity, they would not exchange it for anything else.
After enjoying herself, Jiujiu suddenly felt some admiration for Qi Ye.
After all, not everyone could resist this kind of enjoyment. Traveling thousands of miles to the desert to suffer, from this point of view, Qi Ye could not be called delicate.
In the afternoon, Qi Ye specially took Jiujiu to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant to eat the most famous specialties in the capital. After eating and drinking to their heart's content, he took Jiujiu to stroll around the capital's unique nighttime attractions. Only then did he dawdle back to Wan San's residence.
Qi Ye's dawdling at this moment was a stark contrast to his cheering when he took her out. Jiujiu's brows slightly raised, "What, you don't want to go back?"
Qi Ye shook his head like a rattle-drum.
From the capital to the desert, he had not seen his master for almost a year. Naturally, he wanted to see his master as soon as possible, but …
Thinking that his master might use the family law on him, Qi Ye was a bit afraid. Being spanked by Wan San in front of Jiujiu with a bamboo stick was too shameful.
Qi Ye stubbornly defended himself, "I didn't. I just ate too much just now. I'm a little too full."
"Really?" Jiujiu looked at Qi Ye suspiciously. Most of the food went into her stomach, how could Qi Ye eat so much?
In response to Jiujiu's questioning, Qi Ye nodded vigorously. "It's true, it's true. I really ate too much."
Having said that, he rubbed his belly in a very realistic manner. He wanted to prove that he had eaten too much and not because he didn't want to go back.
Looking at Qi Ye's bulging belly, Jiujiu followed him slowly towards Wan San's mansion.
Even though Qi Ye walked very slowly, there was an end to the road, especially since Wan San's mansion was very close to the night market.
Looking at the mansion in front of him, Qi Ye shivered and hid behind Jiujiu like a weak little girl.
Jiujiu felt that Qi Ye was hiding something from her.
While Qi Ye was trembling with fear, the two finally saw Wan San.
Unlike the amiable fat man in Jiujiu's imagination, Wan San was very thin. His whole body showed a kind of sickly thinness. Seeing Jiujiu and Qi Ye coming over, Wan San's face flashed with a touch of surprise. He stared at Jiujiu and asked Qi Ye, "This is?"
Seeing that Wan San didn't use the family law as he expected, Qi Ye let out a long sigh of relief and introduced Jiujiu to Wan San. "Master, this is Doctor Baiji's disciple. Hmm …"
When he said Jiujiu's name, Qi Ye was momentarily stunned.
Ever since they met, he had been calling Jiujiu shopkeeper. It was only when he introduced her to Wan San that he realized that he didn't know her name.
He didn't even know the name of the shopkeeper who he spent all his time with.
Qi Ye was completely listless.
Feeling the strong sense of loss from Qi Ye, Jiujiu hurriedly said, "My name is Jiujiu."
"Oh, it's Miss Jiu. Nice to meet you. I wonder if Brother Bai is doing well?" Wan San asked Bai Ji with the tone of a parent, just like an ordinary old man.
Jiujiu replied, "My master passed away three years ago."
"What?"
When he heard Jiujiu say that Bai Ji had passed away, Wan San's expression changed instantly. He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. He slumped on the chair and muttered, "He … he passed away without waiting for me."
Wan San was in a daze for a long time before he raised his head and smiled bitterly at Jiujiu. "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself in front of Miss Jiu."
Wan San seemed to be talking to Jiujiu, but also seemed to be talking to himself. "Brother Bai is my best friend in this life, and also my great benefactor."
That winter was exceptionally cold. Because he didn't have thick clothes, he almost froze to death in the dilapidated temple.
It was Baiji who bought warm and thick clothes for him and gave him enough money to start a small business to support himself.
Because of Bai Ji's words, he worked hard to start his business. He went from one or two small stalls to big businesses all over the province. He also met Bai Ji again.
He was finally able to stand in front of Bai Ji openly and tell her that he was the child beggar from back then.
The two of them became bosom friends who could talk about anything.
After the incident in the Valley of the Medicine Masters, he was more upset than anyone else. He quickly rushed to the Valley of the Medicine Masters and rescued the ignorant Qi Ye when the group of Jianghu people was not paying attention.
At this time, he heard that Bai Ji had retired from the Jianghu.
All these years, he had sent people to search for Bai Ji and finally found out that Bai Ji had opened a restaurant in the desert. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to call Bai Ji back, so he wanted to use the excuse of treating Qi Ye to ask Bai Ji to return to the Central Plains.
Whether Bai Ji wanted revenge or wanted to rebuild the Valley of the Medicine Masters, he would accompany her. However, he didn't expect that Bai Ji would be gone.
He and Bai Ji had been friends for many years. How could he not know about Bai Ji's health condition?
Bai Ji wasn't seriously ill. She was clearly ill.
After so many years of hope, Wan San's heart was filled with bitterness. In the end, he was one step too late. If he had known that Bai Ji was in the desert a few years ago, he would have rushed there earlier. With Bai Ji's temperament, if she knew that the Valley of the Medicine Masters still had an orphan, she wouldn't have let him die.
The two of them had been friends for many years. In the end, they didn't even see each other for the last time. Wan San looked at Jiujiu as if he had lost his soul. He said, "I wonder if Miss Jiu can tell me if Bai Ji still has any unfulfilled wishes?"
Jiujiu said, "My master died of depression because of the destruction of the Valley of the Medicine Masters. What he missed most in his life was the blood poison of the Valley of the Medicine Masters. If this junior may be so bold as to ask senior to lend me a hand and avenge my master."
Jiujiu knelt on one knee and looked at Wan San. She said slowly, "Because of the destruction of the Valley of the Medicine Masters, my master died with hatred. Even if he didn't say it, I know that he wanted revenge. Jiujiu is alone and weak. I hope that Senior can help me."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
