Dianxia Qingcheng

Shen Jiujiu was frightened by him, and said dumbly, "Master said, saying that doctors are benevolent, and it is their duty to save the dying and heal the wounded, and they must help others as much as they can..."

"The master you kept talking about, isn't it gone now? I don't want you anymore?" Pei Zheng said coldly on purpose.

Shen Nineteen was originally very sad because he didn't find his master, but when he heard this again, his mouth was shriveled and grieved.

"Cai, no... Master, Master will not want me, she is just busy with other things first... She will definitely come back to pick me up!"

"Really?" Pei Zheng's eyes were so deep that he couldn't see clearly, but there was a slight smell of alcohol all over his body, which became stronger as he became emotional.

After a long time, the two returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This time, Shen Nineteen walked in front with his head lowered, and Pei Zheng followed behind.

The house was quiet, and everyone had rested.

Shen Nineteen hurried back to his wing room, just about to close the door, but was stopped by the door frame with a hand.

Pei Zheng ignored Shen Nineteen's surprise and walked directly into his humble small wing.

Shen Nineteen was a little nervous. He felt that Pei Zheng tonight was particularly elusive. For a while, he seemed to be in a good mood, and for a while, he seemed to be eating him fiercely.

Now, it's almost late at night, and Pei Zheng still hasn't gone back to rest, and Shen Jiujiu's sleepy eyes are almost closed.

"Big, my lord... Ha woo..." Shen Shijiu yawned as he was talking, and his eyes were covered with water.

"You, aren't you sleepy?"

Pei Zheng glanced at him, walked to the table and sat down, and said, "Go get some wine."

Shen Shijiu was puzzled, he has already drank so much wine, do you still want to drink? Then why don't you go back to your room to drink, why do you drink in his place, disturbing his sleep.

But of course he didn't dare to say these words, he had to ask, "Sir, I don't know where the wine is..."

"In my room."

Shen Shijiu was stunned for a while, but he knew where Pei Zheng's room was, but he had never entered that yard.

There are two places in the Prime Minister's Mansion where no one else is allowed to enter, one is the back garden, and the other is the courtyard where Pei Zheng lives.

Shen Nineteen walked to the door, looking at the darkness outside, and felt a little scared. In fact, he didn't dare to go alone at night, he was afraid of the dark.

"Not going yet?" Pei Zheng stood behind him at some point, and his voice seemed to come from above his head.

"Just, let's go!" Shen Nineteen calmed down, opened the door, took a deep breath, and ran out.

Pei Zheng looked at his hurried back with very complicated eyes.

Shen Nineteen scurried through the dark night with his head down, while encouraging himself in his heart.

"I'm not afraid, I'm brave, I'm not afraid, I'm brave..."

When he finally saw the courtyard where Pei Zheng lived, he hurriedly accelerated his pace and ran straight in. After stepping into the arch, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This courtyard doesn't seem to be as big as the backyard. There are several trees and rockeries in the courtyard, as well as a promenade that surrounds the entire courtyard.

Shen Nineteen walked through the corridor, walked to the door of Pei Zheng's room, pushed the door gently and walked in.

There was a faint smell of sandalwood, which was slightly drunk on the tip of the nose, exactly the same as the fragrance on Pei Zheng's body.

Shen Nineteen took a few deep sniffs and felt that it smelled very good.

The room was dark, and the moonlight shone a little through the window.

After Shen Nineteen got used to the darkness, he could almost see the structure of the room. He couldn't find where the candle light was, so he groped for it with both hands.

Walking to a high antique shelf, the front of the shelf is full of various ancient books and paintings, but behind the shelf are wine jars.

Shen Nineteen clapped his hands happily, but did not expect to find it so easily.

He carefully went around to the back of the shelf and picked out a small wine jar the size of his palm, which looked very cute on his hand.

But this is definitely not enough for adults to drink.

He picked the biggest wine jar again, but unfortunately he couldn't hold it with both hands, instead he was exhausted and out of breath.

In the end, Shen Nineteen picked a wine jar the size of the jar. Although it was a little laborious to hold, he still carried his stomach out.

When he got to the door, he put down the wine jar and closed the door carefully, and then picked up the wine jar and walked down the corridor.

The night wind suddenly became stronger at this time, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and circling and flying in the air, and the rustling sound always sounded a bit terrifying.

Shen Jiu Jiu was holding the wine jar in his arms, and he couldn't walk fast, but he was afraid in his heart, and he rushed forward eagerly with small steps.

Unexpectedly, there were footsteps coming from behind. The sound was soft and clever, and the sound was not far behind him, and he followed step by step.

Shen Nineteen was on the verge of being frightened. It was impossible for anyone to appear in this courtyard in the middle of the night.

If it's not a man, then the man behind him is

Shen Shijiu's footsteps stopped suddenly, his neck stiffened, he looked back extremely slowly, and swallowed involuntarily in his throat.

Before he could turn his head completely, a black figure jumped up from the ground and rushed towards his face.

"what"

Shen Shijiu was hit by an unknown object, his arm was thrown upwards, and the wine jar was thrown into the air.

The stopper at the mouth of the jar slid open, all the wine spilled out, and Shen Jiuyi was poured over his head.

Shen Nineteen fell backwards to the ground, smashed his buttocks, and the wine jar fell and broke into pieces, and a few pieces cracked and slipped onto Shen Nineteen's neck.

It seemed that something had stepped on his chest, pressing down on his chest stuffily, and there was a feeling of dampness and heat coming from his chin.

Shen Nineteen squinted his eyes, and found that the little black cat was lying on top of him obediently, licking his chin one after another.

"Ah! Xiao Miaowu! It's you!" Shen Nineteen's fear was swept away.

Since the little black cat was released by Pei Zheng in the backyard last time, it has been locked in this courtyard, and it is not allowed to run around in the house again, so Shen Nineteen has not seen it for a long time.

Not caring that the body was wet with drinks, Shen Shijiu sat up, hugged the kitten, buried his face on it, and was reluctant to let go.

"Long time no see, did you miss me?"

"Miaowu" Granny Kitten called out, scratching Shen Shijiu's face with her fleshy little paws, just swiping it lightly, as if scratching.

"Yeah! I miss you too!" Shen Nineteen picked up his little paw and put it on his lips and kissed it.

He really likes this soft and cute kitten who loves to be close to him, but what he doesn't know is that this cat treats other people very cruelly, and there is nothing the whole family can do about it.

- After a long time, Shen Shijiu remembered what his mission was on this trip.

But now he not only broke the wine jar, but also took a bath with the mellow and good liquid, which made him dare to go back and talk to Pei Zheng.

"Xiao Miaowu, what do you think I should do, will the adults be angry with me?"

"Miaowu Miaowu" The little black cat would only bark softly at him.

"My lord will definitely be angry, will he hit me? Ahhh, I don't dare to go back..."

Shen Nineteen put his head into the fluffy cat hair again.

"what are you doing?"

— A voice sounded behind Shen Nineteen, Shen Nineteen trembled, his face buried in the cat and refused to raise his head.

Pei Zheng walked over directly and lifted the little figure from the ground with his back collar.

- An extremely strong smell of alcohol blew over with the wind, much heavier than Pei Zheng's.

Pei Zheng approached him and took a sniff, frowning slightly.

"Did you steal alcohol?"

Shen Shijiu said dully, "I, I didn't…"

Pei Zheng loosened his back collar and stabilized him.

"Head up."

Shen Nineteen dawdled for a while before raising his head from the little black cat, but he kept his head down, as if he had done something wrong.

Pei Zheng noticed the debris all over the ground, knew what was going on, and saw the thin body in front of him shivering in the night wind, thinking it was extremely cold.

An inexplicable softness appeared in Pei Zheng's heart, and he grabbed Shen Shijiu's back collar and walked away.

Shen Jiuhuai was still hugging the kitten tightly, and the two toes that were lifted were touching the ground, and followed Pei Zheng's pace all the way.

Pei Zheng lifted the person and pushed open the door of his room directly, threw the person in, then walked in by himself, closed the door and locked it, moving smoothly and freely.

After Shen Nineteen heard the movement, he was very nervous. He hugged the cat to protect his chest, and looked at Pei Zheng with a somewhat guarded expression, his mouth murmured indistinctly.

"Big, my lord... What do you want to... do... I... My master said... Lonely men and widows can't be in the same room..."

Seeing his appearance, Pei Zheng took a step closer and said in a low voice, "Then, what about the lonely man?"

Shen Nineteen's eyes widened, and he was full of panic, "Then... that's even worse..."

Pei Zheng curled his lips in a good mood, walked to the table in two steps, and lit the candle.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Hearing this, Shen Nineteen breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, his heart was still a little sad.

He knew that his current face was not good-looking, and the master said that his original face was disfigured, so he made a mask for him to wear all the time, which means that his face under the mask might be even more ugly.

The adults must be disgusting themselves when they say this. Except for the master, no one will like to love themselves.

Thinking of Master, Shen Nineteen became even more sad. He didn't know how to hide his emotions, and when he was unhappy, he put it all on his face.

- A clean robe was thrown over, just covering Shen Jiu's head.

"Change it."

Shen Nineteen pulled off his robe and exposed his eyes, "Yes, do you want to change here?"

Pei Zheng raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Well."

Shen Nineteen tightened the wide robe, and did not dare to refuse Pei Zheng's request, so he could only frown, and put the little black cat in his arms on the stool next to him.

Pei Zheng hooked his fingers at the little black cat, the little black cat quickly jumped off the stool, jumped onto Pei Zheng's shoulders in three or two quick steps, and then hugged his tail and stared at his master together. Focus on the nineteenth.

Shen Nineteen's clothes were indeed freezing cold, and he had to change them quickly, otherwise he would get sick.

His embarrassed ears turned red, he turned his back and unbuttoned his robe.

Pei Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, looking at his slender and soft waist, under the shaking candlelight, large tracts of fair skin lingered in front of his eyes like jade ghosts.

Shen Nineteen finally shook his hands, put on the wide robe, tightened the waistband at once, and the thin one could not win a single grip.

He was originally petite like a daughter, but now he wears such a big robe, the hem is pulled to the ground, and the cuffs are long hanging down, like a little doll who secretly wears an adult's clothes.

Shen Nineteen wanted to turn around, but he didn't really trip over the hem of the clothes under his feet. The moment he turned around, he knelt down directly facing Pei Zheng.

This time, the knock was not clear, his knees would definitely be blue, he couldn't get up by himself all of a sudden, and knelt down there to look at Pei Zheng with tears in his eyes.

Seeing his tearful eyes, Pei Zheng stepped forward, grabbed the man's waist and lifted him from the ground to stabilize him.

"Thank you, my lord..." A soft and soft voice came out of the nose with a whimper.

Pei Zheng's mind was blank for a moment, and then he saw the bloodstain on his neck.

"How did you do it?" His fingers had been stroked up one step faster than he thought, and the person who was touched shrank in pain.

"Maybe, maybe just now, I was cut by those fragments, but it doesn't matter..."

Shen Nineteen's expression doesn't seem to matter. If the scar deviates a few more times, it may cut the throat.

For some reason, Pei Zheng was afraid after a while.

He dragged the person directly to the desk next to the candlestick, and he could see it more clearly under the light. The scar was still a little deep, and the blood flowed down his neck into his robe.

However, this robe is black, so it can't be seen if it is stained with blood. Pei Zhengai wears black clothes because of this consideration.

"Is there any more medicine?"

Shen Nineteen pointed to his clothes on the other side, "There's a little more."

Pei Zheng walked over and picked up his little robe. After searching for a long time, he actually took out several large and small bottles and jars from his cuffs.

"Use that, that purple one..." Shen Nineteen whispered.

Pei fought for the purple medicine bottle to come over, and after opening it, a scent of medicine came out.

Pei Zheng dipped some cool ointment on his fingers and went to apply it to Shen Nineteen.

The skin under the fingers was as delicate as sheep's cream, and the more it was applied, the darker Pei Zheng's eyes became.

Shen Shijiu kept avoiding his eyes, staring elsewhere, breathing very shallow.

Pei Zheng lowered his fingers slowly, opened the front of his shirt a little, and continued to apply the ointment.

However, under the black robe, a little red suddenly appeared. It looked like cinnabar. Two slender irregular shapes stretched along the fair skin.

Pei Zheng suffocated his breath and pulled with both hands, pulling off the clothes on Shen Shijiu's chest.

On the sunken and obvious collarbone, there were several red marks. Although there were no obvious patterns, they were bright red and dazzling.

what is this?

Why didn't I see it before, and now it has appeared again?

And it is also on the collarbone, which is too coincidental.

Pei Zheng raised his long and narrow eyes and stared at Shen Shijiu.

"what is this?"

Shen Nineteen hurriedly glanced down at his chest, and after realizing that the thing was exposed, he hurriedly wanted to pull on the front of his shirt to cover it.

"Master said, this, this is a birthmark."

"Birthmarks? Then why didn't they exist before? Tell the truth!"

"I, I'm telling the truth. Master said that I have a special physique, so sometimes birthmarks will appear, and sometimes, sometimes they will disappear."

Shen Nineteen was so frightened that he stammered a little. His birthmark was hidden by Master using a special drug, and it has only been revealed once in the past few years, and this is the second time.

But neither time was fully revealed.

Shen Nineteen didn't know when this mark would appear, so what he said was indeed the truth.

As for the truth, I am afraid that only Shen Huan, who has disappeared now, knows.

Shen Nineteen looked so anxious that he was about to cry, but he still remembered Pei Zheng's words and did not look at Pei Zheng.

"Aiming"

The little black cat let out a sudden cry, as if it wanted to stop Pei Zheng from bullying Shen Nineteen.

At this moment, Pei Zheng's mind was in chaos, and all kinds of thoughts and speculations rushed to him. He only felt that the blood was rushing around and screaming, and he was about to lose his mind.

He suddenly raised his fingers, pinched Shen Nineteen's small chin, and lifted it slightly.

Then the other hand touched the shark behind Shen Nineteen's ear twice, and then his eyes changed, and he continued to probe back and forth along Shen Nineteen's jaw line, as if he was looking for something.

Pei Zheng also has some disguise skills, and it's not that he hasn't worn a human skin mask before.

But as far as he knows, no matter how delicate the mask is, it is impossible to fit the face completely. If you look carefully, there will definitely be gaps.

However, Shen Nineteen's chin and neck were smooth, without the slightest gap, and it could not be the effect of wearing a mask.

Pei Zhenghu lowered his arms weakly and smiled palely.

What is he expecting?

It's been three years, more than a thousand days and nights, is this kind of dream still rare?

But when was it not when I woke up cold and alone, when was it not when I reached out my hand but only touched the void in my arms?

He tried to recall more than once, what the little man said to him at the end, but he never had an answer...

"You go."

Pei Zheng used all his strength to suppress the ups and downs in his heart, so that he could keep his tone calm without a trace of turbulence, and he turned around.

Shen Nineteen was so frightened that he shed a few small tears just now, wiped them away by himself, and then silently closed the collar of his clothes.

"My lord, I'm leaving."

Shen Nineteen walked to the door and looked at Pei Zheng's back, but the candlestick suddenly went out. His eyes were dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Shen Nineteen stepped out of the door and closed the door from the outside.

The dark figure finally moved, and a little black cat on its shoulders barked twice. It was the only witness tonight.

Shen Nineteen walked slowly back to his wing alone, tripped by the wide hem of his clothes and fell twice along the way, causing his tears to flow uncontrollably.

What's going on, he's always been able to bear the pain, why does he keep crying?

Not only the wound on the neck, the pain in the knee, the pain in the broken palm, the most painful is actually the chest, a sharp, throbbing pain like being stabbed with a knife, and even his head is a little dull. pain.

Shen Nineteen returned to his wing, lifted his trousers and looked at it. Sure enough, his knees were a little red and swollen. He applied some ointment himself, wondering if it would be better tomorrow.

After cleaning up, Shen Shijiu was so sleepy and tired that he didn't even take off his clothes, fell on the bed, rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, then fell asleep on his stomach, and he could smell his body in his sleep. The faint sandalwood incense came from the robe.

It's just that no one knew that on the collarbone hidden under the quilt and robe, a red lotus of the karmic fire of the extraordinarily demonic female Yao slowly appeared, but it soon disappeared again.

The next morning, Shen Nineteen woke up with a sore and numb body because of his strange sleeping posture. The sky was still gray outside.

He stretched his waist and got up from the bed in a messy manner, the wide neckline slid down directly from his shoulders, exposing most of the fragrant shoulders.

He got out of bed with a yawn, pulled his collar as he walked, and opened the door.

The opposite Zhou Wu actually just happened to walk out of the room, looking in good spirits, much better than Shen Shijiu who couldn't keep his eyes open.

Shen Nineteen wondered where he went last night, but Zhou Wu walked directly towards him.

"Shen Nineteen! Hurry up and wash up! Look at you, your eyes haven't even opened yet."

Zhou Wu walked to Shen Nineteen's wing, his eyes widened suddenly, and he covered his mouth in surprise.

"Shen Shen Shen Nineteen! You you you!"

"what happened to me?"

"Whose clothes are you wearing!"

Shen Nineteen, who was still half-squinting, immediately woke up and stared at Zhou Wu with big eyes.

Then he said loudly, "This is my dress! I bought my new one!"

Then "d Peng" closed the door in front of Zhou Wu's face.

His heart was beating violently, he quickly changed back to his clothes, and then stuffed Pei Zheng's robe directly into the bottom of the suitcase and buried it, so he dared to open the door.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wu was still standing at the door, staring at Shen Shijiu with strange eyes.

Shen Nineteen felt guilty as a thief, pulled him away, and walked out on his own.

"I, I'm going out, don't get in my way."

Zhou Wu followed behind him, and it seemed that he had something to ask him, but Shen Shijiu watched his nose and heart, and kept his mouth tightly closed, not intending to say a word.

Fortunately, someone came to relieve the siege at this time. It was a servant of the minister's house who was guarding the door. He said that someone was looking for Shen Jiu at the door.

"Looking for me?" Shen Nineteen pointed at himself, very strange.

"Yeah," said the servant, "they said they were looking for a small child in the house, who probably came here, isn't it you?"

The servant compared the top of Shen Shijiu's head with his own shoulders.

Shen Nineteen hummed in dissatisfaction, but still followed the tall servant to the door obediently.

I saw several people standing at the door. A familiar fat man stood in the center with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Next to him was a young man who looked Zhou Zheng and looked like an elder.

After seeing the small figure of Shen Nineteen, the fat man's face was colorful, but he bowed deeply respectfully.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Shen! I was wrong! I'm here to compensate you!"