Chapter 58

Seventeen twists Jing Yun into the room.

Jing Yun's heart is immediately unbalanced. Why does his sister hold her while he does?

He's not a chicken!

Ah, seventeen brother is too eccentric!

After entering the hall, he didn't give Jingyun a loving hug or put Jingyun gently. Instead, he threw Jingyun into the inner room through the curtain.

Jing Yun

However, the imaginary pain didn't come. He fell on a man's leg, who was sitting cross legged with a book in his right hand, as if he didn't know he would fall over. He was looking down at him strangely.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the little things in his arms, picked his eyebrows and said, "it's an acquaintance."

"Eh?" Jing Yun was stunned when he heard the words, and soon recognized him. His eyes lit up, "Uncle Ming?"

Ji Mingxiu saw his broken trousers, put his arms around him and sat down on his leg, and rolled up his right trouser leg slowly with the other hand: "injured, does it hurt?"

Jing Yun thinks he should shake his head. What is this little injury? As the only man in the family, he is very strong, but I don't know why, in Uncle Ming's arms, he doesn't want to do so, he makes a fool of himself.

Ji Mingxiu put him on the Kang, moved gently, then turned around and took medicine from the cupboard. One bottle was water, the other was ointment.

Uncle Ming is so nice. He is much more gentle than brother 17. His mother is not so gentle. She always rubs them and yells when she bathes him and his sister.

Ji Mingxiu moistens the gauze with liquid medicine and cleans Jingyun's knee wound carefully. Seventeen people are often injured. Ji Mingxiu is familiar with these things. Jingyun doesn't feel much pain, so the wound is cleaned and the medicine is wiped.

Jingyun jumps down: "thank you, uncle Ming!"

After all, children who have grown up in hardship, unlike those who are pampered and pampered by rich families, can already roll all over the ground when they are still in pain.

Ji Mingxiu looked at him and said, "why did that man chase you?"

Jingyun frowned and said, "I don't know. When I woke up, he was in my yard. He couldn't beat my mother, so he caught me."

Ji Ming Xiu Mou Guang: "can there be others?"

Jing Yun shook his head: "no more."

Wu Dajin, who was brought down by Xiaobai, was directly ignored

"Do you know who I am? How dare you tie me? Put me down while I'm not angry! Otherwise, I'll let you go! "

Outside, came the voice of the man in black.

Jing Yun blinks his eyes and looks at Ji Mingxiu. Ji Mingxiu stands up and goes out.

The man in black has been captured by 17 people and hung upside down on a tree with a rope. On the way to escape, he took off his night clothes and was wearing his own bodyguard uniform.

Ji Mingxiu took a look at him and said faintly: "green clothes guard?"

The sound is so familiar!

The man in black suddenly looked at each other. Although there was only one reflection, he recognized the unique ice jade mask, the first Prime Minister of Daliang Dynasty, Ji Mingxiu!

How could that be?

How can the prime minister live in a humble thatched cottage in this remote forest?!

No, I should ask, what does the prime minister do when he appears in such a place in the middle of the night?

And if this man is Ji Mingxiu, the young man who just kicked himself out is the only child who survived in the death camp, seventeen?

No wonder I can't fight. No one in the world is the opponent of 17.

The man in black finally realized that he had kicked the iron plate. He said with regret: "I don't know that your majesty is here. It's disturbing your purity. Please forgive me."

"Do you think I can forgive you?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

The man in black understood that the reason why he said this was not because he was chasing an innocent child, but because he might have broken the secret he shouldn't know. If he had known this, he would not chase the child. He really regretted it.

He hardened his head and said, "I'm just chasing a child. I don't know what the adults are doing here. I hope the adults will let me go in the friendship with my Lord."

Ji Mingxiu said casually: "I have friendship with your prince? When? "

The man in black choked.

King Yin and the prime minister grew up together when they were young. They were brothers in a mud pile. But since they came out of the uncle's house, they didn't communicate with each other any more.

He's so stupid, he can't talk about any pot!

Ji Mingxiu turned and entered the room.

Jing Yun was lying on the windowsill to peep, but after watching for a long time, he didn't look at anything, so he went to sleep.

Little body half hung on the windowsill, one side of the face was pressed out of a lump of meat, small mouth slightly open, outflow of crystal clear saliva, than the usual serious little old man, a bit more naive fool.

Ji Mingxiu came forward, took him into his arms and wrapped him in his cloak.At this time, the floor creaks, open a hole, someone climbed up from the "hole", is more than 50 years old.

He gave Ji Ming a gift: "Lord."

Ji Mingxiu nodded: "uncle."

Zhao Zhong frowned: "why did the people of King Yin come here? Did we leak the news?"

Ji Mingxiu shook his head: "he hit and hit by mistake, chasing a child."

Zhao Zhong leaned over and looked at the sleeping child carefully. His clothes were the same as those of ordinary countrymen, but his face was too beautiful, and it seemed that It's like someone.

The complexion is a change: "this child, how so like..."

"Do you think so?" Ji Mingxiu interrupted him.

Zhao Zhong nodded anxiously: "is he the flesh and blood of King yin?"

Ji Mingxiu held Jingyun and pondered for a moment: "I don't know."

Zhao Zhong hugged his fist and said, "Lord, this child can't stay!"

"Why?"

Zhao Zhong looked at Jing Yun in his sleep: "I've heard that King Yin is romantic, and he looks like King Yin so much. Nine times out of ten, it's the bones and flesh left by King Yin among the people. If he meets King Yin in the future and tells him the location of the hut, we will be exposed! Get rid of him before it's too late! In case of future trouble! "

"Is it the flesh and blood of the man who looks like?" Ji Mingxiu said with a playful smile, "maybe he belongs to me."

Then he took off his mask and said, "is it like that?"

"Lord!" Zhao Zhong was so anxious that he grabbed his mask and put it on him. "Now, how can you still be in the mood to laugh?"

He grew up watching the young master. Don't he know what kind of temperament he has? How can you be a fool?

Ji Ming shaved his face and said, "I'm not joking. I'm 27. Uncle Zhong doesn't think I haven't touched a woman outside, does he?"

"This..." Zhao Zhong choked.

Ji Ming Xiu gathered a smile: "this matter does not need to discuss again, retreat."

Uncle Zhong had no choice but to clasp his fist Yes

When he walked out of the house, there was no man in black under the tree, just an empty rope and a pool of fresh blood.

Ji Mingxiu went to the north of the mountain forest with Jingyun in his arms.

Seventeen do not walk well, flying around in the tree, startled birds everywhere, leaves fall.

A fallen leaf fell on Jing Yun's face. Ji Mingxiu took it away, looked at the sleeping face in his arms and shook his head in a funny way.

His son?

He doesn't remember doing it himself.

Little guy, in order to save you, the prime minister has set up the reputation. You'd better not be the flesh and blood of King Yin, understand?