I simply took the roster again and looked carefully.

Unexpectedly, when she turned from the first page to the last page, she couldn't find the name she wanted to see, and her heart suddenly froze.

This Young Master Gu is truly noble!

Even young talents like Fang Shaoxing were boldly included in the list. But this 29-year-old Gu Juefei, who is still single and has no wives and concubines, couldn't even find a shadow.

It was a momentary omission of this roster that forgot, or still think...

Gu Juefei is such an existence, she is a widow and can't stand high?

Lu Jinxi raised two thin long eyebrows, put the book aside, and stopped reading it.

In this world, what you can't get is always the best.

Men do it, women do it too.

There was a slightly meaningful smile on her lips, only to open the "Anti-sutra" again to look.

Inside, there was only movement behind the screen.

There are Guishou Zhang's inquiries from time to time, with a bit of solemnity, and there are Xue Tingzhi's enduring responses, and more often, they are silent.

The maids were nervous and went in with hot water and towels to serve.

About half an hour passed, and a relieved "Okay" came from the ghost hand.

Lu Jinxi heard it, pressed her fingers on the page, and looked up.

Ghost Shou Zhang came out from behind the screen, took the handbag handed over by the little maid, wiped the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, the cautiousness and solemnity on his face had not completely dissipated.

"In the first round of acupuncture, the old man has already applied it to the eldest son, and massaged it again to relax the meridians and activate the meridians. In addition, he also prescribed a few pairs of medicines to mix with each other. As for the after effects, you will send the eldest son in three days. Returning to Shengtang, the old man can only see one or two."

"Dr. Zhang has worked hard, and you are also tired. Sit down and have a cup of tea and take a break."

As Lu Jinxi said that, he hurriedly signaled the egret beside him to bring tea.

But Guishou Zhang waved his hand: "I don't need to drink any tea anymore. I'm getting older and my body is not as good as before. The acupuncture work on the meridians, muscles and bones is not as fast as before. At this moment, Madam's kindness can only be accepted."

He was rushing back.

Lu Jinxi heard it, and guessed that he was going back to work on the resurrection hall. He couldn't help but feel a little more admiration, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll ask the outside to arrange a carriage for you, and ask Pan Quan'er to take you back. , one is faster, and the other is that you can take a breath on the road."

"Then I would like to thank Mrs. Madam. The old man can't stay any longer, so I will leave."

The things that should be explained have also been explained to the maid, and now the eldest son is also served here, and even the furnishings in the house have been changed a lot.

In fact, Guishou Zhang was relieved a lot in his heart, so he handed over and said goodbye.

Lu Jinxi personally escorted him out, and then ordered Egret to lead people out, and arranged for Pan Quan'er's carriage by the way.

At this time, the sky was already a little dark.

There are no flowers or plants in the yard, so it looks a little dim. The only bright color comes from the greenery drilled out of the gaps in the slate.

Gale, who was blind in one left eye, stood quietly in the stable, eating the hay in the manger.

Standing under the steps of the eaves, Lu Jinxi looked at the horse, and a few thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Footsteps came from behind.

Only then did she regain her thoughts, and when she looked back, she was a little surprised: "Why did the eldest son come out?"

What matters is...

Looks bad.

Perhaps it was because he had just been acupuncture and moxibustion by Ghost Hand. Although the sweat on his forehead was dry, the strands of hair hanging down from his temples were still wet.

The originally fair face became paler and paler, and there was no trace of blood.

A pair of delicate peach blossom eyes concealed a little residual pain.

At this moment, the footsteps staggered out, and it seemed to be shaky. However, his eyebrows were full of coldness, and there was no expression on his face, which seemed silent and forbearance.

Hearing Lu Jinxi's words, Xue Tingzhi looked out the door.

"Doctor Zhang has just left." Lu Jinxi followed his gaze and explained, "It seems that there is still something to do in Huishengtang, so I didn't let him drink tea. How are you feeling now?"

Xue Tingzhi was actually a little dazed.

In this type of acupuncture, each needle stimulates the pain sensation. He has experienced it many times and has become accustomed to it—pain is common.

It's just that the source of this pain is not disease, but those deeply buried memories.

The entire left ankle, and even every meridian, had a tingling sensation.

He tried his best to endure it, withdrew his gaze, and then bowed to return to Lu Jinxi's words: "Report to mother, Tingzhi is fine, but a little tired..."

At the end of the sentence, the numbness in the ankle suddenly reached its peak.

Xue Tingzhi's body suddenly became unstable and swayed.

Lu Jinxi was standing below and was watching him. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but quickly stretched out his hand, secretly startled: "Eldest son?"

She supported Xue Tingzhi and held his wrist——

The tentacles are actually sweaty and cold!

The boy's wrists are still a little thin, but the bones are firm, and there is already a faint sense of calm strength, but there is no temperature.

Her palms face upwards, holding the inside of Xue Tingzhi's wrist.

Xue Tingzhi's palm is down. The cold fingertips touched Lu Jinxi's warm wrist just by accident.

It was as if ice cubes were lit on fire.

At that moment, Xue Tingzhi seemed to be burned, and his fingertips trembled!

The pain in his ankle had almost made him lose the sense of the rest of his body. But at this moment, he could clearly perceive the touch of her wrist as smooth as milk, the slightly beating pulse, and the scalding temperature of the two relatives...

Weird feeling.

Xue Tingzhi was indescribable, but felt unfamiliar to the extreme.

Lu Jinxi looked at him, only to feel that his demeanor was strange, extremely pale, and he could not help frowning slightly, suspecting that there was something wrong with Guishou Zhang.

"Eldest son, are you okay?"

"fine……"

Only then did Xue Tingzhi regain his senses, with a hoarse voice, he replied half a sentence.

Because Lu Jinxi was standing on the steps below, and he was originally taller, she looked up at him slightly.

Dai frowned, her eyes soft.

At this time, his attitude seemed very submissive.

He was condescending, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see her slender and snow-white neck.

Fragile.

beauty.

Also dangerous.

Xue Tingzhi's Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and he didn't know if it was because of tension or pain...

He just felt a little guilty.

Because Lu Jinxi was staring at him, his eyes did not look away, there was a kind of penetrating depth in the calm, like a pool of still water.

She remained calm and smiled slightly, but slowly withdrew the palm that was supporting him.

"I just had acupuncture and moxibustion. I'm afraid that the eldest son is a little weak, so why do you have to force yourself out? It's better to take a rest when you enter the room, and it's not too late to visit Dr. Zhang another day."

The warm touch leaves.

The fingertips felt cold again, so Xue Tingzhi couldn't help curling his fingers.

Because she reached out to support him, the first-mother's sleeves were turned up a bit, but the embroidered green calyx plum on the top made her wrists frosty and snowy, thin and slender.

A small red mole just fell on her wrist.

Like red plum falling into the snow.

In the boundless plain and desolate, there is actually a section of sultry and charming color...