Xie Shizi's shameless daily life

Zhao Yao hesitated for only a moment, then turned around and agreed: "Then I'm sorry to bother you, Master Duan."

Zhao Yao and his family were sitting in Duan Jingheng's carriage. Zhao Yao and Zhang Lanyin hadn't said a word since they got on the carriage. Zhang Lanyin and Zhao Xueying were sitting on one side of the carriage, and Zhao Yao was sitting opposite them holding Zhao Shu. The two sides were clearly separated, and the atmosphere was weird. Outside the carriage, the coachman was driving the carriage quickly.

Zhao Shu didn't remember what happened on the altar later. She was so sleepy that she couldn't help falling asleep. When she woke up again, the furnishings in the room had changed.

Zhao Shu supported herself on the bed and tried to get up, when the door was pushed open from the outside.

Zhao Shu looked up and saw Duan Jingheng walked in with a bowl of medicine.

Zhao Shu: "Why are you here?"

Duan Jingheng looked at her with a smile: "This is my home. If I'm not here, then where else can I be?"

Zhao Shu was puzzled: "Your home?"

Duan Jingheng nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Shu: "I'm back in Beijing?"

Duan Jingheng stood in front of her bed and said, "This is Mi County. I was appointed as the magistrate here some time ago. I have just arrived here not long ago. This is my residence in Mi County." He answered all the questions in Zhao Shu's mind in one breath.

Zhao Shu nodded and took the medicine he handed over.

Duan Jingheng looked at her calmly drinking the medicine and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you ask where your family is?"

Zhao Shu drank the medicine and said without raising her head: "Oh, where did you go?" Her tone was quite perfunctory.

Duan Jingheng looked at her for a moment, as if he wanted to see some sadness or sorrow on her face, but after looking at her for a long time, Zhao Shu still looked indifferent, so he had to give up: "In my house, having dinner in the main hall now."

Zhao Shu continued to drink the medicine: "Oh."

Zhao Shu finished the last sip of the medicine, then looked up at Duan Jingheng and asked, "Have you finished taking the blood from your heart?"

Duan Jingheng didn't expect Zhao Shu to take the initiative to talk about this matter. He originally thought that she would be very secretive about it, but she took the initiative to bring it up. Duan Jingheng withdrew his surprise and said, "No."

There was no change in Zhao Shu's expression: "Oh, why?" The tone was as casual as asking "Have you eaten?"

Duan Jingheng wanted to see something from her eyes, but in the end he could not: "I blocked it."

Hearing this, Zhao Shu's expression was no longer so calm, and a smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Duan, thank you."

Duan Jingheng also smiled at her and said, "If you really want to thank me, then just rest here and take good care of your body. Although the dagger didn't penetrate your heart too deeply, you were still injured, so you still need to take good care of yourself."

Zhao Shu looked at him and nodded seriously: "I will!"

Zhao Shu's injuries have mostly healed. During her recovery period, she has not seen anyone except Duan Jingheng. But it's better this way. If she really saw them, she wouldn't know what to say, and it would only cause awkwardness for both parties.

Because of this injury, Zhao Shu had more contact with Duan Jingheng. Her original impression of him was just that he was a young man from an aristocratic family with a handsome appearance, but after spending these few days together, she realized that he not only had a good family background, but was also meticulous and gentle in his dealings with others. He was a rare, gentle and good person.

Duan Jingheng once again handed her the tea at just the right temperature. Zhao Shu had become accustomed to his meticulousness, so she took the tea calmly, held it in her palm, and sipped it in small sips while gazing at the scenery in the distance.

Duan Jingheng stood beside Zhao Shu, smiling at her. At this moment, Zhao Shu was like a little squirrel that drank water secretly. She would turn her head to look at you in between sips of water. Her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes, which seemed to be soaked in water, would glance at you from time to time. She looked naive and lovable.

There were some water stains on the corners of Zhao Shu's mouth. In an instant, Duan Jingheng felt an impulse in his heart, an impulse that he didn't want to restrain.

He put his itchy hands behind his back and gazed into the distance like Zhao Shu, chatting: "The scenery here is very beautiful, it would be great if we could keep looking at it." Zhao Shu said casually: "Aren't you working here? I think you can still look at the scenery for a long time."

Duan Jingheng: "Yes, the scenery will stay here forever. I can come and see it whenever I want. What about people? Will they stay here forever?"

Zhao Shu was somewhat surprised and amused by Duan Jingheng's sudden sadness: "If you really can't bear to leave, you can ask His Majesty for permission. Maybe you can stay here forever." After saying that, she turned her head and continued to look at the scenery in the distance.

Duan Jingheng turned his head and stared at her profile, saying in a low voice: "I'm not talking about myself."

Zhao Shu noticed the burning gaze beside her, sighed inwardly, and turned to meet Duan Jingheng's gaze.

On the surface, his eyes seemed calm as usual, but Zhao Shu still saw the turmoil hidden deep within them.

The two looked at each other quietly. Duan Jingheng looked at her face and whispered, "Here, there are beautiful mountains and rivers, a small but lively market, and simple neighbors. When the time comes, you can do whatever you want and go wherever you want. With me here, others won't dare to say anything."

Zhao Shu looked at him steadily. Although his expression was calm, the barely noticeable beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

Duan Jingheng looked at Zhao Shu who turned her head calmly, and clenched his hands tightly behind his back. He was about to open his mouth jokingly.
In this section, the person in front of me looked at the mountains in the distance and said calmly: "I'll think about it."

Duan Jingheng was startled, and then a mad wolf rose in his heart. The hands behind his back loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and repeated this several times. He then said calmly: "Yes."

Perhaps not wanting to put too much pressure on Zhao Shu, Duan Jingheng added: "Take your time to think about it. There's no rush."

Zhao Shu didn't say anything else, but Duan Jingheng felt that the scenery before him was vaguely intoxicating.

Zhao Shu was slowly considering it, and Duan Jingheng still came to see Zhao Shu every day. Sometimes he accompanied her to see the scenery, sometimes he brought some snacks and storybooks to entertain her, and sometimes he chatted with her. In short, there was not a day that he did not come to Zhao Shu.

That day, Zhao Shu was waiting for Duan Jingheng in the yard as usual, but as most of the time passed, the person who should have appeared at this time still did not show up.

The sun was setting and wind was starting to pick up in the yard. Zhao Shu stood up from the stone bench and walked towards the house.

Just as Zhao Shu was about to push open the door, she heard a noise outside the yard. She put her hand down from the door and turned to look at the gate.

Duan Jingheng walked in and looked at Zhao Shu with a smile: "Are you ready to go out?"

Zhao Shu nodded in agreement. Duan Jingheng smiled and said, "It's so late now. It's not safe on the street. I'll go with you tomorrow during the day."

Zhao Shu still didn't say anything, just nodded.

The man standing in the yard had the same expression as usual, but Zhao Shu was still able to sensitively catch the flash of sadness in his eyes.

Zhao Shu came to the yard from the side of the house and sat down on a stone bench. Duan Jingheng followed and sat next to her.

(End of this chapter)