Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 325 No need anymore (1)
"My lord right minister's intellect, I'm afraid everyone would be ashamed of Wenquxing. He shouldn't be able to understand what I'm saying." Si Jixia picked up the teacup, didn't drink it, but just shook the cup lightly with his wrist I saw that the green tea juice was about to hit the wall of the cup as he shook it lightly, but no drop of tea juice poured out of the cup wall, as if the tea juice in the cup was under the control of Si Jixia Like, "My lord right minister, I'm afraid there is something on my mind."

"Oh? Lou is so obvious?" Lou Yuan didn't justify himself, but admitted with a smile, "Then what do you think Lou has in mind?"

"Master Right has overestimated my ability. I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't have the ability to read other people's thoughts." Si Jixia is different from Lou Yuan. Lou Yuan seems to be smiling all the time, whether deep or shallow, Si Jixia had a cold face all the time when he was Mr. Shui, although his expressions were vastly different, they had the same thing in common.

That is, no one can guess what they are thinking from their expressions.

And they will never let anyone guess what they think in their hearts.

"It's not that Mr. Right is being obvious, but I just think so." Si Jixia took a sip of the slightly shaking tea in his cup.

"Then it seems that the young master's eyesight is not good tonight, and Lou is fine in his heart." Lou Yuan smiled deeply.

"Is that so?" Si Jixia's tone was even when he was asking a rhetorical question, as if he had no intention of caring whether Lou Yuan had something on his mind or not, because it didn't matter to him, "Then the right minister Come here tonight, but do you want to follow me to analyze the rain in the past two days?"

"Young Master must have seen the rain in the past two days more clearly than Lou, so why do you need Lou to say more?" Lou Yuan put back the rough pottery teacup with half of the tea juice in his hand on the long table, "Besides Lou dare not talk about 'analysis' in front of the son."

"The rain in the past two days has been abnormally heavy." Si Jixia answered calmly.

"Isn't this exactly what you want to see and predict?" Lou Yuan returned to his shallow smile, and his tone was calm, as if he had long expected that the sky would rain cats and dogs in the past two days, "Or It is simply a rain that is controlled by the young master."

"My lord, the Prime Minister of the Right, is proud of me. I said that I am just an ordinary person, and I don't have the ability to control the rain." Si Jixia picked up the teapot and filled the half-empty cup far away with tea.

"It's not that Lou is exalting young master." Although Lou Yuan was laughing, what he was saying was the truth in his heart, "It's that everyone who has met young master thinks that young master is a person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods, and Lou also agrees. Think so."

Si Jixia didn't answer, but just looked at Lou Yuan indifferently for a moment, slowly drank the tea in the cup, and then said slowly: "The rain should stop."

"It seems to be." Lou Yuan nodded slightly, agreeing, "By tomorrow morning, it will have been raining for two full days and two nights. The rain should stop."

After Lou Yuan finished speaking, he drank the tea juice in the teacup with his head upright, stood up beside him and said, "Okay, Lou also drank the tea, and I know that the rain is about to stop, and Lou should go. It's time to prepare for how to sweep the mud all over the ground after the rain stopped."

"Young Master, take your leave." Lou Yuan smiled lightly, but when he stood up, his body swayed suddenly, and he almost fell forward.

Si Jixia still just glanced at it indifferently, slowly sipped his tea, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency must have something in his heart."

As Si Jixia said, he glanced at Lou Yuan's clothes on the right side of his chest, and said in a calm manner, "Do you need to help Mr. Right take a pulse?"

"No, Lou is thick-skinned, so he never needs to see a doctor." Lou Yuan's pale complexion turned paler, and the front of his dark purple robe seemed to be blurred behind, and the dark flowers embroidered on his front seemed to be blurred. He was deeply dizzy, but he smiled without changing his face, and slightly cupped his fists at Si Jixia, "Farewell."

"Mr. Right, wait a moment." Si Jixia called Lou Yuan when he turned to leave, and saw him pick up something from the long case, and handed it to Lou Yuan, "Mr. Right, don't forget your own things."

Lou Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the things in Si Jixia's palm.

It's the Half-Dragon Moyu Order.

Lou Yuan took it with a smile, put it in his arms, and left the cabin, but forgot to take his oil-paper umbrella when he left, and just let himself fall into the heavy rain.

Seeing Lou Yuan walking straight into the rain curtain, Qiu Tong hurried into the room to get his umbrella, bowed slightly to Si Jixia and hurriedly backed out, hurriedly opened the umbrella and rushed to Lou Yuan's side, He put the umbrella on top of his head, but the rain seemed to be getting heavier, and it couldn't stop the rain at all, and Lou Yuan was already soaked by the rain.

He said in a calm tone, "Put away the umbrella, I don't need it."

Qiutong's hand trembled violently, and Chunqiao next to her frowned deeply.

"Master, this—" Qiu Tong wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lou Yuan, "I don't need to repeat it again."

Qiutong could only grit her teeth and silently put away the umbrella.

When Qiu Tong put away the umbrella, Lou Yuan said again: "You guys go back first, I will walk by myself."

"But it's dark and rainy tonight, sir, where are you going!?" Qiu Tong finally couldn't help it, and shouted at Lou Yuan nervously.

"It's just a walk, let's go back." Lou Yuan didn't even look at Qiu Tong.

"I won't go! Unless the master kills me!" Qiutong is not Chunqiao, Qiutong is impatient and dares to say anything in front of Lou Yuan.

"Qiu Tong, go back, don't let me say it for the fourth time." Lou Yuan's voice was a little cold, like the cold rain.

As expected, Qiu Tong didn't dare to say anything more. When Lou Yuan was far away, she could only hear her anxiously shouting into the dark night: "Master! Don't forget to come back as you walk!"

The only answer to her was the sound of rain.

In Youyou Yinshi, it was raining like a torrential downpour a moment ago, but it stopped abruptly at this moment.

There was no sound of rushing rain, and the whole of Gyeonggi suddenly became quiet. It was so quiet that even the ticking sound of water dripping from the corrugated tiles onto the ground could be heard clearly.

What's more, there is a continuous sound of deep and smacking footsteps, which seems to be the sound of well-trained soldiers running across the water-logged road, sounding outside Nanbi City, heading towards the direction of Wangcheng .

The entire Nanbi City, everyone, had a sleepless night.

In this dark night when the heavy rain stopped abruptly, no one among the restless people knew what Nanbi City would look like after the rain stopped, nor did they know whether the Nanshu Kingdom would be washed muddy after dawn, or would welcome Yingfei Early spring when the grass grows.

Everyone spent this dark night in anxiety.

When the dark sky was gradually stained with hazy white light, the childish laughter suddenly sounded in the silent Xingping Street: "Daddy! Daddy! The rain has stopped, the rain has stopped!"

(End of this chapter)