Chapter 6 “It’s so noisy” Ji Wujing's voice was already cold, but now that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, dry, and eerie.
The sound of "bah" was the sound of a drop of cold sweat on Zhao Fengxian's forehead falling to the ground.
Zhao Fengxian's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
He was lying on the ground, his neck stiff and stretched out.
"Fifth, fifth cousin" "Shhh" Ji Wujing slowly raised his hand and put his index finger in front of his lips.
There was only one lamp burning in the room, which was not very bright.
Ji Wujing's face became paler.
Zhao Fengxian didn't even dare to breathe again.
Gu Jianli on the side looked at Ji Wujing and couldn't help but yelled at the same time.
Ji Wujing put down his hands, placed his palms on the bed, raised his upper body very slowly, and slowly sat cross-legged on the bed, with his hands casually placed between his legs.
He has long arms and legs, and his snow-colored pajamas are loosely wrapped around his body.
The side plackets are not fastened yet, exposing some of his chest.
Having been unconscious for too long, her hands and feet were a little stiff, so Ji Wujing performed this series of movements very slowly.
In Gu Jianli's eyes, it seemed as long as a whole night.
She involuntarily moved back until her back was against the bedpost, unable to retreat.
She looked at Ji Wujing with a look of shock and joy, but also fear.
Ji Wujing glanced coolly at Zhao Fengxian.
He raised the end of his eyes and smiled, and the teardrop mole was raised slightly.
He was obviously smiling, but Zhao Fengxian felt creepy.
"Repeat what you just said."
Zhao Fengxian jumped up, knelt and crawled to the bed, grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Fifth cousin, I was wrong, I was wrong, Fengxian was just drunk and talking nonsense."
Ji Wujing just looked at him and smiled, not angry or annoyed.
The more this happened, the more frightened Zhao Fengxian became.
He looked up at Ji Wujing and froze there, swallowing for a long time.
The cold wind at night at the end of the twelfth twelfth lunar month poured in through the open window and hit Zhao Fengxian's back, which was already wet with cold sweat, like falling into an ice cave.
Ji Wujing was too lazy to say it twice.
"Fifth, fifth cousin is about to die, and he doesn't know anything anymore.
Just, just" Zhao Fengxian forced himself to repeat what he said before, trembling in the middle of the sentence and not daring to continue.
"Continue."
Ji Wujing glanced at him lazily, his tone not revealing any emotion or anger.
"Fifth, fifth cousin is about to die.
He doesn't know anything anymore.
Even if I take off my pants and urinate in his face, he will..."
Zhao Fengxian used all his courage to shout out the previous words, and knelt down and kowtowed while crying. , his forehead hit the ground with a thud.
"Uncle Fifth Cousin, please spare Fengxian.
Fengxian will never dare to do it again."
Ji Wujing's hands placed between her legs supported the bed beneath her.
Her upper body moved very slowly and slightly leaned forward, and she said, "There is one word missing."
"Wha, what" Zhao Fengxian raised his head with runny nose and tears, and looked at Ji Wujing with dull eyes.
What does it mean that there is still a word missing?
When he was extremely nervous, his mind was extremely clear, and it was the most brilliant time in his life.
"Fifth, fifth cousin is dying and doesn't know anything anymore.
Even if I take off my pants and urinate in his face, he will..."
"belch" Zhao Fengxian caught the wine burp at the end.
Ji Wujing's lips curled up slightly, and the ends of his raised eyes showed a smile.
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He chuckled with satisfaction and said, "This is the right time."
Ji Wujing smiled, but Zhao Fengxian couldn't even cry anymore.
He grunted and shouted over and over again: "Fifth cousin, fifth cousin, fifth cousin" "My nephew said something that is not quite right."
Zhao Fengxian cried and said, "Yes, yes, everything my fifth cousin said is right."
Ji Wujing spoke slowly: "I prefer dead people to living people.
But what I like most are the dead people I killed."
Zhao Fengxian's rough crying stopped and he thought suddenly.
"When my fifth cousin is good, he likes dead people most and hates living people.
His yard is the most remote.
There is no one.
You can't call anyone."
This was what he threatened Gu Jianli when he sneaked over in the morning.
Zhao Fengxian's nose ran very long, and he took a sip: "Five" Ji Wujing frowned and looked at Zhao Fengxian with a bit of disgust.
"That's it, get out of here," he said.
"Yes, yes, Fengxian, get out of here right now."
Zhao Fengxian, as if he had received an amnesty, got up crying and laughing, and ran out in a panic.
When he stepped out of the threshold, he fell down and fell into pieces.
He got up immediately and moved quickly.
"close the door."
Ji Wujing's hoarse voice came from behind, and Zhao Fengxian ran back with his head lowered and closed the door with trembling hands.
Then he turned around and ran.
He fell down again in a panic, got up and continued running.
He really had something wrong with his brain to act so arrogantly when Ji Wujing was still breathing.
Why can't he wait until Ji Wujing is completely dead before coming back?
In the room, Gu Jianli's back was pressed against the bedpost, holding the dagger tightly with both hands.
Due to excessive force, blood oozed from the broken nail.
But Gu Jianli didn't feel any pain at all.
She should have been happy to have escaped.
But she stared at Ji Wujing, falling into another kind of fear.
Her whole body was tense and her shoulders were trembling slightly.
Ji Wujing then raised his eyelids and looked at her, glanced at her with cold eyes, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing with the dagger to avoid stabbing a rotten dog?
You plan to use me to make up for it."
His face was expressionless when he first spoke, but at the end he had an unpredictable smile.
"No, it's not."
Gu Jianli let go in a panic, and the dagger fell from her hand and landed heavily on the ground.
Gu Jianli was panicked.
She did think that maybe Ji Wujing would really wake up, but no matter how much she thought about it, she would never have imagined that it would be like this when he woke up.
Calm down, calm down.
What should she say to tell him that she was the wife he got from Guangping County when he was in a coma, but this was not the truth.
The twists and turns cannot be explained in just one or two sentences.
"I, I, you" Gu Jianli, who had always been calm and composed, turned into a stammer for the first time.
She vaguely realized that she was sitting on the corner of the bed.
She stood up awkwardly and said in a worried voice: "I'll go get you a doctor."
Want to escape.
But just as Gu Jianli took a step forward, his wrist was suddenly held by Ji Wujing.
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His hands were cold.
He was obviously a terminally ill patient who had just woken up, but he still had considerable strength.
Ji Wujing pulled hard, and Gu Jianli's body swayed and she fell into his arms.
One of her legs was upright against the bed, the other leg was bent, her knees were resting on the edge of the bed, her slender and soft body was arched into Ji Wujing's arms, her chin hit his shoulder heavily, and one wrist was pressed by Ji Wujing's arms.
Wu Jing caught it, and his other hand hung in mid-air beside Ji Wu Jing's body, frozen there without moving up or down, not knowing where to put it.
Ji Wujing was still sitting cross-legged as before, motionless except for holding Gu Jianli's hand.
He raised his other hand and put it on Gu Jianli's waist, touching it.
A woman's waist is so thin and soft, even when she is stiff.
Gu Jianli felt that Ji Wujing's voice was a cold snake, and so was his hand.
This cold snake was crawling on her waist.
She tried her best to endure it, but her body couldn't help but start to tremble.
When she was tense, her nerves were extremely sharp, and she felt Ji Wujing's slender fingers slip into the skirt of her clothes.
At that moment, what Gu Jianli thought of was definitely not a frivolous act, but the human skin lantern.
Ji Wujing suddenly let go of his hand.
Gu Jianli stumbled slightly and fell directly beside Ji Wujing.
She put her hands on the bed, leaned back slightly, breathed twice silently, and then looked at Ji Wujing cautiously.
Ji Wujing held a snow-colored handkerchief in front of her lips and coughed lightly.
The clean snow handkerchief was gradually stained with scarlet.
The blood gradually smeared and wet most of the veil.
That was Gu Jianli's veil.
Gu Jianli was startled, and then he realized that Ji Wujing had just pulled her over just to touch the handkerchief on her waist.
Gu Jianli finally calmed down and asked in a low voice: "How are you?"
Ji Wujing stopped coughing and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips.
He lowered his head and stared at the blood-stained handkerchief for a while, then he folded the blood-stained handkerchief neatly and put it away.
On one side, a hoarse voice asked: "When is the New Year now?"
"The twenty-first day of the twelfth lunar month."
Gu Jianli whispered.
Ji Wujing put down the handkerchief and paused slightly, frowning almost invisible, and said, "It's early."
Gu Jianli couldn't understand what he was saying, so she sat upright carefully: "Do you want water or are you hungry?
I'll call the doctor for you."
Ji Wujing moved a little and lazily raised his eyes, staring at Gu Jianli's face.
He felt it looked familiar, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He pinched Gu Jianli's chin with his long hand and asked her to raise her face.
Ji Wujing squinted at Gu Jianli's face and asked, "Who are you, Concubine Li?"
Gu Jianli was stunned for a moment and then said, "Your Majesty is my aunt."
Ji Wujing gently rubbed Gu Jianli's chin with his fingertips, thought for a moment, and asked, "Gu Jingyuan's little daughter?"
"yes."
Gu Jianli looked very much like his biological mother, and also somewhat similar to Concubine Li.
There were thin calluses on Ji Wujing's fingertips, and the slight movement left a red mark on Gu Jianli's chin.
Gu Jianli's heart was hanging in the air, trembling with the caressing movements of his fingers.
Ji Wujing said softly, smiled suddenly, and asked, "Is your father still alive?"
"Father is doing well."
Gu Jianli's voice became slightly louder when he mentioned his father.
But when he thought of his father's current situation, Gu Jianli's eyes darkened.
Gu Jianli was stunned again and looked up at Ji Wujing in shock.
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Ji Wujing was in coma for half a year, how did she know something happened to her father?
Gu Jianli wanted to ask again, but rustling footsteps sounded outside.
Nanny Lin's voice also came in: "Madam, what happened?"
Ji Wujing let go of his hand, propped up his chin and said, "Fish."
"What?"
Gu Jianli didn't understand.
"I said I wanted to eat fish."
Ji Wujing leaned lazily to one side, ready to lie down.
"Okay, I'll go give the order."
Gu Jianli stood up hurriedly and walked out quickly, just in time to meet Granny Lin who was about to knock on the door.
"Fifth Master is awake.
Go call the doctor."
Nanny Lin was startled and slapped her thigh: "That's great.
I'll tell the front yard to ask the imperial doctor to come over."
Grandma Lin left happily, but Gu Jianli stood under the eaves but didn't feel too happy.
She raised her head and looked at the lanterns hanging under the eaves, feeling a little dazed.
A gust of cool wind blew, giving me a chill.
She frowned and touched it.
The coolness spread all over the body from the fingertips.
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