Kneeling aside, Li Zixuan saw Jiujiu's sad appearance, looked at the sky that was getting late, thought about Jiujiu's delicate and weak appearance, and couldn't help proposing: "young master, you go back and have a rest. I'll watch the night tonight."
Jiujiu shook her head slightly.
At the beginning, it was because the original owner didn't watch the night that caused everyone's dissatisfaction, so that Chu Hexin really recognized Li Zixuan as the Lord in a casual sentence. Now, he can't do it again, so that Chu Hexin finally had an opportunity.
The original owner's parents only have such a child as the original owner. They love them like beads from urination. They were brutally killed. If they can't be filial to their parents, in the eyes of outsiders, it's really worse than pigs and dogs.
Jiujiu insisted on his own opinion and kept vigil for his parents until the first seven were buried.
Until the coffin was buried, Jiujiu insisted that all the things were over. Jiujiu fainted as soon as it was dark.
When she woke up again, she lay quietly on the bed, covered with heavy bedding, and a soup woman was applied to her lower abdomen.
Hearing the news from inside, Qiao die hurriedly came in and saw Jiu Jiu wake up. She quickly brought her already prepared brown sugar water, scooped a spoonful, handed it to Jiu Jiu's mouth and said softly, "Miss, have a drink. Your body will be more comfortable."
The original subject was weak. He had dysmenorrhea from the beginning of the month. He felt bursts of pain from his lower abdomen. Jiujiu frowned. He looked at the hot brown sugar water in the spoon and drank it obediently.
Qiao die spoonful after spoonful until she fed Jiujiu all the brown sugar water in the bowl. Then she stood up and said, "Miss, you've been sleeping all day. I'll go to the kitchen and cook you some digestible porridge. How do you think."
Jiujiu nodded: "you watch and prepare."
"Yes." Qiao die went out with a bowl of brown sugar water.
Just to the door, he met Li Zixuan who came to visit.
Although Li Zixuan was adopted by Yan Qing's parents, he was treated as a child's adoptive husband. Even though he was five years older than the original owner, Yan's family still called him the second young master.
Qiao die obediently shouted to the second young master.
When Li Zixuan lowered his head and swept the brown sugar water on the plate held by Qiao die, his eyes shook slightly. He thought of holding Jiu Jiu back yesterday. After the blood stains on his arms and clothes, his eyes couldn't help but sink. After a long time, he opened his lips and said, "young master, how are you?"
Qiao die lowered her head and said softly, "I just drank some water. It's much better. Will the second young master go in and have a look?"
"Well." Li Zixuan nodded, "you're busy. I'll go and have a look."
Now Jiujiu is ill, and everything in Yan's house falls on him. It's not easy to take time out of his busy schedule to visit Jiujiu.
Hearing Li Zixuan's words, Qiao die also thought of how busy Li Zixuan is now. With a grateful smile on her face, she whispered, "then I'll go. Where is the young master? I hope the second young master can take care of it."
"It's natural."
Standing in place and watching Qiao die leave, Li Zixuan walked into the room.
Walking to the bedside, I saw Jiujiu lying on the bed with pale cheeks. The poor melon seed face, which was originally small, is now even smaller and unreasonable. It is not as big as his own palm. In addition, his body is thin and small. He lies quietly in bed. It is small and distressing.
The white and tender little face has the original pink color, and the tender color has become very white. The lip flap has dried up, and the eyes are swollen because of crying for a long time. It's like staring at two small walnuts on the eyes. It's pathetic and distressing.
Hearing the news, Jiujiu slightly turned her head. When she saw Li Zixuan standing by the bed looking at her face, she was stunned, opened her mouth and said politely, "brother, you're coming."
Li Zixuan nodded slightly, sat on the bed, looked at Jiujiu's white cheeks, his eyes shook slightly, and said softly, "how do you feel today, young master?"
Jiujiu frowned, his eyes were silent, and he said, "it's been a hard time for you."
Li Zixuan smiled: "it's not hard, it should be."
The original owner was not familiar with Li Zixuan, and Jiu Jiu didn't know how to talk to him, so he bowed his head and didn't say a word.
Although Li Zixuan seemed silent, he actually looked at Jiujiu without trace.
Compared with the past, Jiujiu seems to have become more quiet. If Jiujiu was a beautiful pearl in the past, then now she is a flawless jade. Take off that old shell, and the beauty is amazing.
However, the bloody smell that lingered on his nose made Li Zixuan frown. After considering for a moment, Li Zixuan slowly said, "young master, are you hurt?"
Jiujiu was stunned and looked up at Li Zixuan. He didn't seem to understand what he meant.
Li Zixuan: "why is there a smell of blood in the house."
Jiujiu was stunned first. A moment later, her cheeks turned red quickly with a visible speed. Her eyes were shaking and her voice said, "no, nothing, but it was accidentally cut."
With that, he was about to sit up, but he didn't think of a sudden heat under his body. A large stream of heat flowed down, and Jiujiu's face turned black.
Li Zixuan's eyes sank instantly after smelling the rich bloody smell.
Looking at Jiujiu's face gradually towards the dark direction, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Before Jiujiu could speak, he got up and said goodbye: "brother Yu suddenly remembered that something had not been done. Since the young master ignored it, brother Yu left first."
With that, he left without waiting for Jiujiu's reaction and looked at Li Zixuan's back with a tangled face.
Whether he found it or not.
Every day after that, Li Zixuan will come to Jiujiu.
Every time Jiujiu looked at Li Zixuan with special entanglement. Although his attitude towards himself was the same as before, Jiujiu always felt that Li Zixuan seemed to know that she was a woman, but she was embarrassed to ask Li Zixuan. She could only be silent again and again.
After lying in the house for five days, Jiujiu didn't go out until she was clean.
The first thing Jiujiu went out was to go to the study to find Li Zixuan. Looking at Li Zixuan sitting in the study to deal with affairs, Jiujiu whispered, "please."
When Li Zixuan heard the footsteps, he knew that Jiujiu had arrived. He raised his head and saw Jiujiu wearing a black robe. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. The beautiful thin lips outlined a beautiful radian. The color was light, just like peach petals. The lips glittered in the sun. The narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, but blocked the glamour of the bottom of his eyes. His voice was low and full of magnetism: "No trouble, that's what I should do."
Jiujiu hung down her eyes. The beautiful apricot eyes had already faded. The swelling of the previous few days was just right. The eyes were black and white. The dark pupils were shining in the dark like ink. The voice was low with unspeakable loneliness: "it's still troublesome for you, big brother."