Small Lingzhi

Chapter 40 Jealousy

In the deep night, the little Ganoderma lucidum was shrouded in a dim light, and there were some blood beads on the mud layer, and it was not until the whole night that the little Ganoderma lucidum almost digested those blood beads.

Early in the morning, Lingzhi turned back into a human form. He recuperated in the hotbed of Ganoderma lucidum at night, and recuperated indoors during the day. Mei Ruobai would come to see him.

Xiao Yan never showed up except for feeding blood once at night, and Lingzhi didn't know when he took the blood.

But Xiao Yan promised him that if he didn't want to see him, he wouldn't take the initiative to show up.

When Mei Ruobai came, Lingzhi was huddled listlessly in the sitting room, looking at the pond outside the Xuan window.

The teenager's black hair was hanging down on his ankles, untouched, and his face was pale, revealing the most primitive, sincere, pure and beautiful.

Lingzhi noticed someone outside the door, and her wandering eyes fell on the young man in white in the wheelchair, without saying a word.

Mei Ruobai said with a smile: "Spring is humid and cold, it's better not to blow the cold wind for too long."

He asked again, "Can I see a doctor for you?"

Mei Ruobai has been soaking in the pharmacy all year round, and she was born handsome and refined, like a spring breeze and a bright moon.

The smell of medicine on his body vaguely evoked some memories of Lingzhi, Hei Lingling's eyes moved slightly, and the eyes looking at Mei Ruobai suddenly put away a little guard.

He...he remembered the smell, as if it was the person in front of him who saved him.

Moreover, Lingzhi has a natural intimacy with the smell of medicine, so she also has a special intimacy with Mei Ruobai.

During the ugliest and most difficult period when Lingzhi lost its cap, this person planted it in the Ganoderma lucidum garden and visited him several times.

Although this person is not very good at growing Ganoderma lucidum like him.

Lingzhi pursed her lips, Mei Ruobai saw the gleam in the boy's eyes revived, and knew that Lingzhi must have thought of something, and it was related to him.

He adjusted the wheelchair and slid it in front of Lingzhi, Lingzhi stared at the two rotating wheels, Mei Ruobai said to him softly: "It's not difficult to turn it, it will be a bit unfamiliar at first, and you will get used to it slowly."

Lingzhi didn't even ask a word, the doctor in white told him gently that it was not difficult to turn the wheelchair, he understood clearly, and nodded lightly.

Lingzhi was covered with a warm and gentle blanket, and he completely wrapped himself in it, his black eyelashes drooping, and obediently reached out for the doctor to take his pulse.

Mei Ruobai took the pulse quietly, and asked about his condition in a soft voice.

Lingzhi said it very cooperatively, and Mei Ruobai sighed: "How can you consume energy if you don't eat on time, you have to eat more or less."

Director Liu has been paying attention to the movement in the room, seeing the young master talking to Dr. Mei so well, he immediately arranged for the servants to bring the food into the room.

Lingzhi only took two small fruits from the food that was brought earlier, and he didn't say anything when he asked him what he wanted.

At this moment, the young master is willing to listen to Dr. Mei, so Director Liu secretly cast a few begging looks at the doctor. Seeing that Lingzhi was unmoved, Mei Ruobai raised her arms and brushed her sleeves, and said, "I don't know if the young master can do me some favors and accompany the grass people to eat something." .”

Mei Ruobai said: "The grass people haven't eaten in the morning, and they are so hungry that they can barely push a wheelchair."

Lingzhi: "..."

He clearly saw that Dr. Mei was pushing the wheelchair quite well.

Lingzhi pushed all the delicate dishes on the table towards the other party.

Mei Ruobai didn't force Lingzhi anymore.

It's just that every time he ate a dim sum dish, he explained the origin of these dishes to Lingzhi as if chatting.

The cooks in Taishi's Mansion can cook food from all over the world, and their cooking skills are superb. Coupled with Mei Ruobai's upright and gentle explanation, Lingzhi originally hugged her knees and turned her head to look out the window, but now she subconsciously listened sideways.

Mei Ruobai smiled, looked at the young man who was listening intently, picked up a new silver chopsticks and put a piece of plain food to Lingzhi's mouth: "Try how about it."

Lingzhi: "..."

He took a sip in a daze.

Surprised that she was eating with someone else's hand, Lingzhi avoided her face uncomfortably, her ears were a little red.

Except for Jun Qian, he has never been so close to others before.

Mei Ruobai said: "Cao Min originally had a half-brother."

Lingzhi opened her ears.

Mei Ruobai's voice was slow: "He has been with me since he was a child, and he also told me that he can see strange things in the world, such as the creatures covering the grass and trees, and the ghosts who refused to leave after being wronged."

Lingzhi has never heard of this, but he knows that all things have spirits, otherwise he would not have nourished a Ganoderma like him, although he is the most special one.

Mei Ruobai laughed at herself: "When I was young, I studied medicine hard and devoted all my time to studying medicine. At that time, when I heard my brother talk about this matter, I only prescribed medicine for him as he was weak, sick and unconscious. After that, I will focus on medical records.”

"It was too late to find out later. When the younger brother passed away, there was a smile of detachment and relief on his face."

Mei Ruobai sighed: "From that moment on, I knew that I had wronged him, and what he said was true, and I let him go because I didn't care."

"When I first saw you tenaciously rooting and growing in the corner, I felt that you were not an ordinary Ganoderma lucidum. Perhaps it was true as my younger brother said, so I became kind to you."

Mei Ruobai said, "My lord, don't be afraid of me."

Lingzhi pursed her lips, picked up a piece of snack and ate it.

He eats slowly, and is extremely focused, as if everything he does conveys a sense of seriousness.

Lingzhi shook his head after eating three pieces of snacks, leaned back and sat down blankly, only staring at the ornamental pool, his pupils sometimes swayed slightly following the birds passing by the surface of the pool.

It wasn't until it started raining again that Lingzhi rubbed his eyes and said in a shy voice, "...I want to go back to Wuqing Mountain."

Mei Ruobai asked with interest: "What are there in Wuqing Mountain?"

He also said: "My legs have been disabled for several years, and it is inconvenient to go to many places. If you are interested, can you tell me?"

He sighed: "I have too little experience."

The little slave waiting outside the door and crouching in the corner was confused.

It is said that Dr. Mei has read a lot of poetry and books. If he remembers correctly, Dr. Mei was the number one scholar in high school in the year of Dancing Elephant, but for some reason he did not make it to the official career.

Such a smart Dr. Mei actually coaxed the young master to tell him what he had learned?

Lingzhi talked about Wuqing Mountain intermittently, about the majestic giant tiger with stripes, about the luxurious and beautiful long-tailed blue bird, about the many mountain forest beasts that tolerated him, and about Junqian.

When he talked about Jun Qian, his demeanor changed slightly, finally looked at Mei Ruobai, smiled shyly and said, "I want to go back and be with Jun Qian."

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Lingzhi's body was weak, and after only talking to Mei Ruobai for a short while, she collapsed into a couch and fell into a drowsy sleep.

The cushion on the bed was soft and warm, and the blanket covering Lingzhi's body completely wrapped him in thick warmth.

Mei Ruobai saw that his pale complexion gradually turned a little red after resting, and just now she reached out to close the window for him, and at the same time blocked the cold gaze from not far away.

As soon as Mei Ruobai left the gate, she was "invited" to Shuge by Manager Liu.

The master sitting at the table, his eyes were like snow, and most of his coldness towards Mei Ruobai came from Lingzhi's laxity towards Mei Ruobai.

Mei Ruobai feels like seeing a wolf standing on the snow-capped mountain at this moment, this wolf is defending his unique thing.

He shook his head and laughed: "I have seen the grand master, sorry for the inconvenient legs and feet, so I can't salute."

Xiao Yan looked directly at him, his deep eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness when they were gentle, if they were filled with anger, but they were also sinister.

He said coldly, "What does Doctor Mei mean?"

Mei Ruobai said modestly: "The Grand Master has placed so many eyeliners around to monitor the grassroots, so he must know all the words and deeds in the room. The grassroots are as careful as a mirror, and what they say is definitely not false."

Xiao Yan sneered: "Aren't you stupid enough to think that you can fool me with this kind of excuse, young brother?"

Mei Ruobai raised her eyebrows: "What does the Grand Master mean?"

Xiao Yan looked at him and said in a low voice: "There is no pure brotherhood in the world."

"If it is true, why did Dr. Mei wake up after seeing the death of his younger brother, and it hurts so much."

Mei Ruobai retorted: "Then why did the Grand Master try to make up for it after hurting that person?"

He said: "For the Grand Master, does this feeling really exist?"

Xiao Yan picks on Mei Ruobai's pain when she was young, why is Mei Ruobai also picking on Xiao Yan's pain at this moment.

Xiao Yan's eyebrows and eyes are even more sinister.

"You are so bold."

Mei Ruobai said: "The grassroots dare not."

Mei Ruobai is like the breeze and the moon, she acts upright, and naturally she does not deceive anyone.

After a while, Xiao Yan spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You said...does he hate me so much?"

Mei Ruobai smiled: "He doesn't hate."

Xiao Yan raised his eyes: "He Yi, he really doesn't hate me, but he doesn't want to see me."

Mei Ruobai said: "He only thinks of the Grand Master and doesn't exist."

Xiao Yan's face was pale.

But I heard Mei Ruobai say: "Grand Master, have you ever noticed that his memory has always stayed in the past in Wuqing Mountain, only in the happiest moment for him, neither moving forward nor backward."

"He is sick."

Mei Ruobai raised her index finger and pointed to the heart: "Here's sick," and then pointed to the brain, "so this place will selectively forget or avoid some people and things that make him fearful and subconsciously afraid."

Xiao Yan asked: "Has Lingzhi lost his memory?"

Mei Ruobai shook her head: "You can't judge his illness just by amnesia."

Xiao Yan said coldly: "I ask you to cure him."

Mei Ruobai: "Healing the wounded and saving lives is the job of a doctor, but... I hope the grand master will not eat any more vinegar."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan was rarely speechless.

Like, does he really like Lingzhi?

If at first he just wanted to keep this slender tenderness in his arms, but later he was hurt and kept him by his side to make up for it, and even poured his heart and blood into it.

To this day, all kinds of emotions are affected by Lingzhi. When I can't see him, I feel anxious. When I see him, but after meeting the other's scared and blank eyes, I choose to hide in silence and endure.

Like an addict, master his movements, words and deeds all the time.

Zhilingzhi likes to watch the rain, so he watches the rain and watches him.

But after seeing Lingzhi's satisfaction, he didn't have time to savor it, and he was worried that he would collapse from weakness after catching the cold, so he had to ask the servant to comfort him to close the window and go back to the house to rest.

After Lingzhi rested, Xiao Yan should have met his wishes, but the closed window blocked Xiao Yan's only chance to see him, so he couldn't help feeling sad, and asked the dark guard to report his situation all the time.

Will this be like...

For seven consecutive days, Lingzhi could drink fresh blood every two or three nights.

He resisted this blood, but before adapting to Xiao Yan pouring it with his heart and soul, it is very difficult to refuse now.

In the past seven days, he has not seen Xiao Yan again.

Half a month later, early summer came, and the green branches ushered in the noisy chirping of cicadas, which was disturbing.

Xiao Yan was afraid that these squeaking things would disturb Lingzhi's dormancy, so he ordered his servants to sweep the golden cicadas off the branches early on, leaving the Siyuan quiet.

It was a clear day that day, Ling Zhi woke up from the hotbed of Ganoderma lucidum, he looked dazed, opened the veil to look at the ornamental pond with green willows hanging down, and then walked to the door.

He whispered to the slave: "Why is there no cicada?"

Lingzhi seldom went out, he almost enclosed himself in this house, although Xiao Yan did not forbid him to walk outside, but Lingzhi would rather stay behind the window and watch without changing his posture, and never go out for half a step .

It was rare for him to come out today, even if he only walked out the door, it made the servant very happy.

The little servant came back to his senses with a smile, and said softly: "Master... Mr. Liu is afraid that those golden cicadas will disturb the young master's sleep, so he specially asked the servants to clean them up."

Lingzhi whispered "Oh", and went back to the room without saying anything.

The little servant stopped at the same spot, and before he could report to Director Liu, Xiao Yan had already seen the unconcealable look of loneliness on Lingzhi's face in the attic.

He put away the binoculars and called Manager Liu.

"Let the cicadas stay in the yard."

Lingzhi likes the sound of cicadas, but this morning the servants swept away all the cicadas. As a result, Director Liu asked the servants to catch a few and put them back in the Jingsiyuan.

Waiting for the cicada's cicadas to echo, Xiao Yan saw a figure sitting behind the window in a trance with his head propped up, his posture was so obedient, and the corners of his lips curled subconsciously.

Soon, Xiao Yan couldn't laugh anymore.

Mei Ruobai sees Lingzhi every day.

Lingzhi is wearing a delicate moon-white summer dress today, and Mei Ruobai is also wearing a long flowing gown embroidered with white plums.

Two white shadows sat close to each other, did Mei Ruobai wear white clothes on purpose?

Xiao Yan didn't want to make trouble for herself, so she put away the binoculars and stopped looking at it for the time being.

He picked up the nourishing and blood-nourishing decoction, his handsome brows and eyes looked a little lonely at the moment.

At this time, Lingzhi has been nourished to restore a little rosiness, her face is a little rounder, she usually likes to be in a daze or sleep, only Dr. Mei will listen carefully when she tells him some anecdotes.

Lingzhi's demeanor of listening intently to Mei Ruobai's words made him extremely jealous. Once upon a time, Lingzhi only put such eyes on him.

Xiao Yan hid the gloomy look on his face, and called a secret guard into the cabinet.

"Recall He Qi."

He Qi, who had been planting cotton in western Xinjiang for more than half a year, rushed back to the Grand Master's Mansion every two days. The young man was full of energy, and he did not waste his practice because of growing cotton.

He Qi was excited: "Master, you finally called your subordinate back—"

Xiao Yan said: "Did you shoot that giant spotted tiger that day?"

He Qi paused and frowned: "This... my subordinates are not sure, that tiger can run away, the mountain is steep and it rains heavily, and my subordinates failed to catch up to it."

The tiger escaped his sight with the Ganoderma lucidum in its mouth, and the arrow that was shot was firmly stuck in the giant tiger's hind legs, and the blood along the road was scattered all over the ground by the rain.

Even if you didn't shoot to death, it would be hard to survive the heavy bleeding.

Xiao Yan looked at He Qi: "I ordered you to look for it. If you die, you will see the corpse. If you don't find the corpse, you will come back alive."

It is a pity that the long-tailed bird that Lingzhi had to protect before he fell into a coma that day disappeared like Lingzhi after Xiao Yan woke up, and it was unknown whether it was dead or alive.

He Qi: "Master...this..."

The world is so vast, the chances of him finding a giant tiger are slim.

Xiao Yan said lightly: "You still want to go back and grow cotton."

He Qi immediately shook his head: "Thank you, Master, for recalling me, this subordinate will pack up and leave immediately."

Xiao Yan leaned back on the pear-wood chair, finished approving a few official documents, picked up the binoculars again, and peeked at the Jingsiyuan.

Mei Ruobai didn't know what to say, Lingzhi frowned, he hadn't smiled like this for a long time.

Xiao Yan squeezed the binoculars tightly, her knuckles turned white.

Want to destroy, want to take Lingzhi back into her arms, want to monopolize Lingzhi's smile.

But he can't do anything.

As long as it wasn't for him... Could Lingzhi get along with others so relaxedly?

Director Liu was waiting outside the book pavilion, the master's posture must have put all the sullenness in his heart to digest again.

He sighed faintly, when did the master who held everything in the world become like this now.

Late at night, the summer breeze is cool.

The Ganoderma lucidum on the desk swayed slightly with the wind, the plump and round canopy was half the size of an ordinary person's palm, and a few fireflies flashing blue light flew in from the window and danced around the Ganoderma lucidum.

In the middle of the night, Lingzhi should have fallen asleep.

Every time Xiao Yan could only pick this time to come, her silver-white clothes fluttered in the wind, her black hair fell behind her back, her face was pure and white, and her face was handsome and clear.

He stood outside the door, quietly listening to the movement in the room for a moment, and then he opened the door quietly, and the moonlight elongated the shadow on the ground.

Xiao Yan took out some of her heart and soul, and turned her head to see Lingzhi, who had been quietly staying in the basin, came out.

The boy fell asleep on the cot, and Yue Mo didn't even know why he suddenly ran out.

Xiao Yan watched, unknowingly dazzled.

When I couldn't see Lingzhi, I told myself to take a look from a distance, but now that I saw it, my heart was filled with hot longing and the unquenched blood in my heart.

He was supposed to feed Lingzhi blood and leave immediately, but Xiao Yan's hands and feet were stiff, he couldn't move, and he didn't want to move.

The deep and narrow black eyes were slightly closed, Xiao Yan leaned over, and at first just hugged Lingzhi's shoulder very lightly.

When the bitter and slightly fragrant smell of the medicine swayed into the lungs, Xiao Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged her tightly.

The sleeping Lingzhi groaned like a dream, and he opened his blurred eyes in a trance, trembling immediately.

"No...you go away, let me go..."

The blood from Xiao Yan's fingers stained Lingzhi's face, and the soft and delicate face was stained with warm and bright red blood, and an indescribable emotion rushed into Xiao Yan's brain.

Lingzhi pushed and bit Xiao Yan: "Go away, go away, you promised me—"

Xiao Yan controlled the expression on his face, revealing an extremely gentle smile.

"Lingzhi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

He tried his best to endure the trembling caused by hugging Lingzhi at this moment, until his bones ached.

"If it weren't for you back then, I wouldn't be where I am today, so the blood is yours, don't refuse it..."

Lingzhi, who had been resisting the struggle, stopped moving.

Xiao Yan's gaze was affectionate.

After a while, Lingzhi raised his hand and slapped Xiao Yan.

The author says:

To be fixed, thank you all! ! !

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