Chapter 12 Gu Jianli suddenly turned his head and looked at Ji Wujing blankly.
Ji Wujing's words made everyone confused as to how to answer them.
This is too much.
How can you kill people at will?
But it was Ji Wujing who said these words.
The smell of blood that filled the room made people dizzy.
Ji Yueming looked at Zhao Fengxian's body and was a little scared.
I obviously saw and talked to him today, but now he is dead like this A feeling of fear came over her, and she heard her heart pounding.
She stiffly raised her head and looked at the two people on the bed.
Ji Wujing sat cross-legged on the bed, Gu Jianli's long hair was hanging loosely around her body, sitting in Ji Wujing's arms, Ji Wujing hugged her behind her, looking very intimate.
A group of people rushed in to "catch the adulterer".
Gu Jianli subconsciously wanted to get up, but Ji Wujing suppressed her hand and did not let her move.
Both of them were stained with a lot of blood, and Gu Jianli's body was obviously stained with more blood, especially his hands, which were almost stained red with blood.
The blood on Ji Wujing's hand seemed to be stained by holding Gu Jianli's hand.
Looking at the miserable Zhao Fengxian on the ground again, Ji Yueming's pupils shrank suddenly.
Was it really Ji Wujing who killed Zhao Fengxian?
How is it possible Ji Yueming looked up at Gu Jianli again and found Ji Wujing looking at her.
Ji Yueming's heart trembled.
In the eerie silence, the old lady was the first to speak: "Wu Jing, it's great that you've woken up.
I knew you could get through this.
Let's take good care of ourselves and get better and better."
Even with the dead man lying in front of her, the old lady could still care for her stepson with a smile on her face.
Unfortunately, Ji Wujing didn't buy it.
He sneered and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Oh, I thought you were all looking forward to my early death."
The old lady's heart skipped a beat and she forced herself to smile: "What's the point?
Who in our family doesn't care about your recovery?"
Ji Wujing's cold gaze swept over every face of the crowd blocking the door, and those who looked at him suddenly felt their scalps go numb.
"So he came in and cared about me in the middle of the night."
Ji Wujing likes to be quiet, and it is a rule set long ago that no idlers are allowed to enter his house.
At this time, the person who rushed in, whether he was the master or the servant, wanted to disappear on the spot.
They didn't expect that Ji Wujing would wake up.
The old lady glanced at the corpse on the ground with some fear, and said bravely: "Wu Jing, mother heard about it."
"Fengxian" The second lady hurried over at this time and looked at Zhao Fengxian lying in a pool of blood, his face turned pale with fear.
Zhao Fengxian is her sister's son.
"What the hell is going on?"
The second lady's voice was sharp and choked with sobs.
Her sister left a few years ago, so she took great care of her nephew, almost raising him as half a son.
Gu Jianli lowered his eyes and his fingertips trembled slightly.
She killed the person, and she must pay for it with her life.
But if time went back, she would make the same choice.
She heard Ji Wujing's salty voice close to her ear: "He sneaked in at night with the intention of doing evil to Li Li, but I killed him conveniently."
Gu Jianli's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hands on his knees slightly tightened the skirt on his knees.
The second lady blurted out without thinking: "Then you can't kill him either."
"Second sister-in-law is planning to send me to Dali Temple."
Ji Wujing chuckled, and his smile caused a cough.
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The only sound in the room was his cough.
That low, hoarse cough made everyone's heart beat.
The atmosphere became more and more depressing.
Gu Jianli turned sideways and looked at him worriedly.
She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat, making her unable to speak.
She could only hold her skirt harder and harder.
The old lady came to her senses and hurriedly ordered her servants to fetch a doctor.
She also ordered her servants to carry Zhao Fengxian's body out and clean up the blood stains.
"It's late at night, let's all go back and rest.
Wu Jing can't bear the noise anymore.
We'll talk about anything tomorrow."
The old lady ordered.
After hearing the old lady's words, everyone who had long wanted to leave suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wait a minute."
Ji Wujing said.
The hearts that had just been put down were hanging again.
Ji Wujing stopped coughing.
He held Gu Jianli's wrist, grabbed her hand, and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with her sleeve.
Gu Jianli looked at him unblinkingly, at his pale face and the blood on the corners of his lips, at his unhurried movements.
Ji Wujing lowered his head, not looking at anyone, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Don't treat me as a place where you can come and go at will.
It doesn't matter whether I'm alive or dead."
He slowly raised his eyes, his fox eyes filled with scarlet red.
It seems that even if he dies, he can turn into a ghost and seek his life.
In front of all the juniors, the old lady had no choice but to show up with a smile: "Yes, yes, you can't make any noise.
Mother will tell you to go down.
You have a good rest first, and we will leave now without disturbing you."
She looked at Gu Jianli again and said, "Jianli, take good care of Wu Jing."
"Yes."
Gu Jianli lowered his eyes and agreed meekly.
When the aggressive group of people left, they all looked ugly and confused.
The second lady cried about her nephew and almost fainted from crying.
Two nuns drove her and helped her back.
This was the first time for Ji Yueming to see a dead person.
She was only fifteen years old.
She was a little dazed at this time and was obviously frightened.
"Yue Ming, let's talk about it after you have clarified the matter next time."
The old lady made a disgraced face at Ji Wu Jing's place.
This was to vent her anger on Ji Yueming.
"I see that you have been restless recently.
You went back and copied ten Buddhist scriptures. all over" Ji Yueming lowered his head in grievance and whispered: "Yueming knows."
The old lady gave Ji Yueming a look of disdain and strode back holding on to Grandma Song's hand.
Ji Yueming stood there, scared and aggrieved.
She overheard the conversation between Zhao Fengxian and Song Baoyun today, and accidentally learned that Zhao Fengxian was interested in Gu Jianli, and even tried to flirt with Gu Jianli while drunk.
Song Baoyun also caught him, and Song Baoyun and Zhao Fengxian asked for hush money.
Ji Yueming had a wicked thought and cleverly hinted that Zhao Fengxian and Ji Wujing would not live for a few days.
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He also made it clear that the entire Guangping residence was looking forward to Gu Jianli's death, so there was no need for him to worry.
On the one hand, Ji Yueming encouraged Zhao Fengxian to seize Gu Jianli, and on the other hand, he went to the old lady to unjustly accuse Gu Jianli and Zhao Fengxian of having an affair.
When they arrived and saw Gu Jianli and Zhao Fengxian in disheveled condition, the old lady could justifiably get rid of Gu Jianli.
As for Zhao Fengxian, he is the young master of the house, and at most he will just be a slap in the face.
How well Ji Yueming planned everything.
But
A cold wind blew on the night of the twelfth lunar month, and a chill hit the back of Ji Yueming's neck.
She shivered in the cold wind.
But Zhao Fengxian died in a miserable state It was she who killed Zhao Fengxian Ji Yueming's face turned pale, her steps staggered, and she almost fell.
Fortunately, the maid following behind her quickly caught her with quick eyesight and hands.
The old man didn't come to "catch the adulterer", but what happened in Ji Wujing's yard quickly reached his ears.
He stood up in a hurry, put on some clothes and waited for the old lady to come back.
Seeing the old lady return to the house, he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?
Did you offend Wu Jing?"
The old lady nodded, sat down next to him, and told the old uncle everything that had just happened.
After hearing what the old lady said, the old man was silent for a long time and sighed: "What should I do?"
"Why don't we tell Lao Wu the truth?
He used to work for His Majesty and understands our painstaking efforts."
The old man shook his head: "If it were another person, he would definitely understand what we are doing, but there is no need to compare money and money, and there are many things that are disgusting.
He will not understand others, he will only think that we are taking advantage of his illness and his death.
Why should he The reason for protecting Gu Jianli is because he hates being used and deliberately goes against us. " The old lady complained: "Why don't you know the distance and the distance?"
The old man smiled bitterly: "This traitor doesn't know what is far or near.
It all depends on preference.
Old man, I and that fool in his yard got into trouble at the same time.
He, a beast, will definitely save that fool.
I'm afraid that he will trap that woman.
Within the territory, we are determined to protect it to the end.”
The old lady's eyes suddenly lit up: "That woman was once prepared to tell Saburo that he loved me as my concubine."
"She and our Xuan Ke" The old lady nodded: "You have forgotten that Xuan Ke knelt in the heavy snow for three days for her.
We separated Xuan Ke before we could successfully throw her into Lao Wu's house.
No man does not mind his wife and other men.
It’s stained.”
The old man touched the beard on his chin and asked, "When will Xuan Ke come home?"
"It will be the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month."
The old man pondered for a moment: "Before Xuan Ke goes home, let's hint the matter to Wu Jing.
Be careful, we just asked Wu Jing to leave the woman alone, but we must not let Wu Jing anger Xuan Ke.
Xuan Ke is ours The hope of home.”
"I know that Xuan Ke cannot be implicated."
The old lady agreed.
She thought about who would be most suitable to reveal the matter to Ji Wujing.
After much deliberation, she finally felt that the second wife was the most suitable.
The second lady almost became Gu Jianli's mother-in-law.
Gu Jianli washed his hands again and again, changing the water from basin to basin.
She always felt that her blood-stained hands were not clean and were horrifyingly red.
Her face was reflected in the sloshing water, and there was some blood on her face.
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She poured a handful of water on her face.
The already cold water chilled her to the bone.
The scene of Zhao Fengxian's death has always been in front of his eyes, and he can't get rid of it.
If Ji Wujing in the back room hadn't been coughing all the time, Gu Jianli would have really wanted to keep washing.
Gu Jianli wiped his hands randomly, not even wiping the water stains on his face, then hurriedly turned around and walked into the back room, took out Ji Wujing's clean pajamas from the closet, and walked to the bed.
Ji Wujing lowered his head and coughed repressedly.
Gu Jianli tightened his grip on the pajamas in his hand, and just as he was about to summon up the courage to speak, he suddenly felt dizzy and fell to one side, top-heavy.
Ji Wujing stretched out his hand, and Gu Jianli fell down on the bed in confusion.
Ji Wujing raised her eyelids and looked at Gu Jianli's face.
Her face was very red, and her eyes were also unnaturally red.
Her wrist seemed a little hot in the palm of his hand.
Ji Wujing raised his hand to touch her forehead, but suddenly saw that his hand was stained with blood.
He paused and pressed his big hand on Gu Jianli's lower back, pushing her body in front of him.
He leaned over and licked Gu Jianli's forehead.
Gu Jianli was startled and looked at him blankly.
Ji Wujing licked his lips and said, "It's hot, I have a fever." gd1806102: