PDLP Chapter 167: What are you in such a hurry for?
Chapter 167: What are you in such a hurry for?
Once again, Yun Ji was genuinely confused by her advanced remarks, and asked cautiously, "What is love brain?"
If it were someone else, and they came next to her and complained when she was feeling upset, Nan Yingzhi would have kicked them and told them to shut up.
She had a much higher tolerance for Yun Ji than ordinary people. Not only did she not scold him, she was also very good-tempered and explained patiently.
"Love brain cannot be said to be an object, but a kind of human group."
Eyelashes fluttering, Yun Ji's eyes were filled with a thirst for knowledge: "How do you say that?"
"They are the ones who only think about love, their heads are full of thoughts like 'my partner is the best', and they turn a deaf ear to other opposing voices.
After a little thought, Nan Yingzhi gave an example, and the plain words became vivid: "In a nutshell, I was sold by my partner and helped them count the money."
As soon as Nan Yingzhi finished speaking, Yun Ji suddenly realized that the person she had just described was exactly him.
It seems that Nan Yingzhi is having a headache and doesn't have the energy to make up a group of people to make insinuations about herself.
But the accuracy of her description really frightened Yun Ji. He slowed down his speech and said without making any comment: "There is indeed such a person."
"Yes," Nan Yingzhi closed her eyes tightly, then opened them again, as her vision went dark. "Isn't your good master, our Dali Imperial Master, a perfect example?"
Hearing her mention the Imperial Master, Yun Ji suddenly found a suitable reason for his obsession with Nan Yingzhi.
He couldn't help but mutter: "A strict teacher produces excellent students."
"What?" Although his voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, Nan Yingzhi still took in every word he said, "He also taught you this?"
"It seems, not." Unwilling to expose his "love-brained" nature, Yun Ji asked about another point that puzzled him, "Why did you just say it was a 'man's dowry'?
"'Dowry', does it mean the dowry?"
Listening to the two words, both of which contain the word "makeup", they seem like the same thing. Nan Yingzhi nodded: "Is that right?"
"But doesn't the dowry belong to the woman?" Yun Ji was a little curious. "Could it be that the custom in your place is that men and women share it?"
"I'm also a single girl and I have this thing." It was rare to see Yun Ji in such high spirits, Nan Yingzhi was happy and sad, "It's just a joke from netizens."
As if opening the door to a new world, Yun Ji kept asking, "What is 'netizen'?"
"I'll explain it to you later when I have time." Nan Yingzhi couldn't finish her words. She took a breath and tried her best to speak fluently. "Are you really not afraid of being infected by me?"
Finally, when she gave in, Yun Ji nodded hurriedly: "I'm not afraid."
At this moment, Nan Yingzhi was suffering from a headache and no longer cared about the fact that she might infect Yun Ji with a cold.
She pulled out the gauze scarf from her sleeve and covered his face with it, making him a simple mask that "may not be able to isolate the virus, but can give him peace of mind."
Even though he didn't understand why, Yun Ji still let her do whatever she wanted, not moving an inch, with a look of obedience on his face.
Knowing that he was not good at taking the initiative, Nan Yingzhi stretched out her hand to him: "Qingchuan darling, my head hurts a lot, please massage it for me."
Originally unable to help, Yun Ji could only stand by, anxious. Listening to her instructions, he wished for nothing more: "Okay."
With a little effort, Nan Yingzhi pulled him onto the couch and laid beside him: "Dizzy, let me lie down."
Since he had used this position the last time when he pressed her head, Yun Ji did not move and let her lean on his legs.
Seeing Nan Yingzhi lying quietly on his lap with her eyes closed, Yun Ji thought, "It would be great if little Gardenia could stay by my side like this."
Thinking that Yun Ting would step down and he and Xiao Zhizi would be able to stay together forever, his heart beat faster.
Why do we have to wait until the fifteenth to hunt?
And why did Yun Ting want to occupy the throne and hinder the path of himself and Xiao Zhizi?
The dissatisfaction towards Yun Ting that was buried deep in his heart began to surface and even clamor.
In a trance, he even thought of pulling out the dagger from Nan Yingzhi, then rushing to the Yangxin Palace and attacking Yun Ting.
The force was moderate, and after pressing her a few times, Yun Ji slowly came back to her senses.
Currently, his martial arts skills are not high, and Yun Ting is in the Forbidden City at this moment, under heavy protection. Any rash action on his part would be tantamount to alerting the enemy.
What are you in such a hurry for?
Without saying a word, Yun Ji put his evil thoughts back in his mind, slightly widened his eyes, and put on a normal expression: "Xiao Zhizi, are you feeling better?"
Seeing that Nan Yingzhi didn't say anything, but slowly lifted her eyelids and looked up at him, with the corners of her mouth curled up, as if she was smiling, he couldn't help but worry: "Why don't you say anything, is it still painful?"
Nan Yingzhi had no idea that while she was closing her eyes and fighting the headache, Yun Ji was thinking about how to assassinate Yun Ting, and even secretly put on the agenda the preparation of appropriate spices to quietly harm Yun Ting's body.
Seeing that he looked worried and didn't seem to be pretending, she said, "Bend over and I'll tell you."