He had always treated the son and daughter of Madam Wang like the apple of his eye, and usually could not bear to insult them. If it wasn't for the fact that his life was in danger and he was afraid that his wife would die, he wouldn't have been so furious. Ji Xunyuan looked up at the sky and sighed. He patted Ji Chengjun's head tenderly and could not help but blame him."Forget it! As long as you're fine, anything is fine."
Ji Xunyuan's personal servant knocked on the door and entered, whispering a few words into his ear. Before he left, he did not forget to remind his daughter,"The ancients said that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring."This time, it was all thanks to the Xianxiang girl who sacrificed herself to save you. She had been soaked in the water for too long and caught a cold. She is still lying in the room.”
Gushing Spring Return? She sneered in her heart. Unfortunately, the manor had raised an ingrate by mistake.
Ji Chengjun was no longer sleepy. Nanny Liu refilled the firewood in the fire and hurriedly ordered the maid Yue Hong to prepare hot water. Yue Bai came into the room to make the bed.
The dressing table was filled with fashionable hairpins and floral earrings. Ji Chengjun glanced at the girl in the bronze mirror. Her long hair was as loose as ink, her almond-shaped eyes were bright and spirited, her exquisite facial features seemed to be carved by a famous craftsman, and her red lips were extremely thin, as if they were filled with lead.
She caressed her delicate right cheek, still unable to believe that the alluring face in the mirror belonged to her. After all, the humiliation and disgust she had suffered because of her looks were unforgettable experiences.
After her death, her resentment was too heavy, and the Netherworld was unwilling to accept her. Since the heavens were merciful and the tragedy had yet to happen, she was determined to salvage everything.
Ji Chengjun's expression froze as he carefully recalled what had happened. Gu Xianxiang accidentally knocked her into the water and sacrificed herself to save her. After that, she desperately apologized. In her previous life, she was so touched that she did not tell anyone the truth. How could he have thought of the hidden evil intentions in this!
She, who had been reborn, would not continue to be ignorant and deceived. It was probably not that Gu Xianxiang was careless, but that she had deliberately pushed her into the water.
It was the middle of winter, and the snow was flying.
Due to the cold weather, Ji Chengjun wore a water-colored, cloud-patterned, wide-sleeved jacket. His hair was tied up in a low bun, and a sapphire blue jade hairpin was pinned in his hair. He looked simple and graceful, but he did not lose his noble aura.
Granny Li walked over quietly and said softly,""Young Lady has just woken up. The weather outside is freezing and it is not suitable to go out.”
Ji Chengjun's gaze was like a cold blade of ice that disappeared in an instant. His lips curled into a sinister smile."Sister Xianxiang risked her life to save her and is still unconscious in her sickbed. As her younger sister, how can I not go and visit her!”
The revenge of killing his son! The pain of a laparotomy! She would never forget Gu Xianxiang's kindness to her.
Granny Liu felt that the tone of her words was a little strange, but she could not find anything wrong. She could not help but complain in a low voice,"Xianxiang is an adopted daughter, and the Ji family raised her up. When the young miss fell into the water and died, it was her duty to save her. Moreover, he wouldn't leave a stranger in the lurch.”
Tingxin Lake was located on the east side of the Minister Li's residence. The lake was built against the mountain. The people of the Minister Li's residence usually lived on the west side, so everyone rarely walked there. How could they meet a stranger who was kind enough to save them?
Ji Chengjun insisted on visiting her. Nanny Li did not say anything more. She took a snow-white mink coat and tied it around her, then put on a hat and covered it tightly. She nagged at her not to catch a cold.
Yue Hong carried a copper kettle filled with hot water to warm her hands. When Ji Chengjun took it, the scalding copper kettle burned her hands like they were on fire. Her warm hand fell to the ground and boiling water splashed out. Yue Hong jumped up and stepped on Ji Chengjun's foot to squeeze to the side. She bared her teeth and shouted,"Aiya, it's burning my foot. It hurts so much, so much.”
Ji Chengjun retracted his foot, which was hurting from being stepped on. He glanced at the few blisters on his hands and the black footprints on his embroidered shoes. He stared coldly at the water stains on the ground, deep in thought.
Granny Li hurriedly came over to take a look and was shocked. She quickly rummaged through the medicine box to find the ointment for burns and did not even have time to reprimand Yue Hong.
Seeing Ji Chengjun's scalded hands, Yue Hong grabbed them.""Are you alright? Let me blow on it for you?"
Frowning, Ji Chengjun flung her hand away and said coldly,""You're hurting me!"
"I didn't notice." Yue Hong smiled awkwardly.”
Granny Li carefully helped her apply the burn ointment. When she saw the messy footprints on Ji Chengjun's shoes, she instantly understood what was going on. She was so angry that she wanted to punish Yue Hong.
How could a servant prepare water for a master and not have a good temperature?
When boiling water was poured down, this servant did not protect the master, but instead stepped on the master and injured him.
Ji Chengjun pulled Nanny Li, who was about to flare up, and calmly changed into a pair of winter shoes, as if the scene just now had never happened. "Let's go to the Lotus Fragrance Court first."”
The Lotus Fragrance Courtyard was located in the north of the Duke of Song Mansion. It was next to the lotus pond. In summer, the lotus flowers bloomed. When the breeze blew, the courtyard would be filled with the fragrance of the lotus. This was how it was named. Unfortunately, in winter, the lotus leaves in the lotus pond withered, leaving only fertile mud.
That was Gu Xianxiang's residence.
Ji Chengjun stared coldly at the lacquer wooden plaque of the Lotus Fragrance Court for a moment. He then folded his hands in his wide sleeves and walked in.
"Aiya, the young miss is here." The maid who was sweeping the snow in the courtyard shouted at the top of her voice and glanced sideways at the room.
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