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    Luoyang, it¡¯s late at night and the moon is as cold as frost.  It was quiet inside the Pei Mansion in Xiuwenfang, with red lanterns hanging on the corridors, rustling in the wind.  Occasionally, the maid walked by quietly, and in the huge house, only the sound of wind could be heard.

    Today is the seventh day of the first lunar month. It was originally a lively New Year, but it became gloomy because of the illness of the great man Pei Jian.  Nowadays, no one dares to make noise in the mansion, for fear of disturbing the eldest man's recovery and being sold out by his mistress.

    This is true for every family member in the Pei Mansion, and the servants serving in the West Garden are becoming more careful.  The little book boy sat at the door, yawning constantly, holding back his sleepiness and keeping vigil.  A woman wearing a green half-armor came over. When she saw the little book boy, she called out and asked, "Mr. Wang is not awake yet?"

    The little book boy Jiao Wei covered his mouth and yawned, and said, "Yes. Lang Jun has not recovered since he fell ill in the first grade of junior high school. He has been unable to do anything these days. Even when I talked to him, he didn't respond.  .¡±

    The name of the woman wearing a green half-arm is Lu Qi. She was originally a slave of the Gu family. Later, her wife Gu Pei became a widow and returned to her natal family with her son. Lu Qi also followed her to the Pei Mansion.

    Logically speaking, Lu Qi should not be dissatisfied with the Pei family.  No matter how noble the Gu family's ancestors were, they could not withstand the decline of the Gu family and their family fortunes.  The old man Gu Shang and the husband Gu Yuan died one after another. Now, only Gu Mingke is left in the family.

    The old man Gu Shang has written many books, but his family wealth is not rich. In Gu Mingke's generation, there is only a cold house and a few fields.  On the contrary, the natal family of the old man's daughter-in-law, the young lady Gu Pei, was prospering. In the reign of Emperor Gao, it was even full of people, and her nephews, nephews, and sons-in-law were all high-ranking officials.  After Gu Yuan died of illness, Gu Pei left the Gu family's ancestral home and took her husband Gu Mingke to Beijing to settle down with her parents.

    The Pei family took them in for free, so that Gu Mingke could take medicine to treat his illness, read and practice calligraphy. What the husband of the Pei family usually had, his cousin also had.  With such good treatment, Lu Qi really shouldn't complain.  However, who knows what it feels like to live under someone else's roof? You can't tell it at ordinary times, but now that Mr. Pei Dalang is ill, it's all exposed.

    Lu Qi looked at the unattended west courtyard, took several deep breaths, but still felt her heart was filled with panic.  If Pei Ji'an is sick, isn't their husband also sick?  The servants of the Pei Mansion were all focused on Pei Jian and even his wife went there to watch, completely ignoring Gu Mingke who had been ill for five or six days.  Obviously, Lang Jun is the madam¡¯s biological son.

    The more Lu Qi thought about it, the angrier she became. With a sullen face, she said angrily: "They don't care, so don't you care about Lang Jun? Lang Jun hasn't even eaten much these days, so you still have the heart to sleep outside."  ?¡±

    Jiao Wei is still young. After being scolded by Lu Qi, he was scared and aggrieved: "But Mrs. Pei said that the husband is sick and needs to rest"

    Lu Qi was so angry that she spat at Jiao Wei and stepped forward to twist Jiao Wei's ears: "You just listen to what others say. Is your surname Gu or Pei? Hurry up and guard Lang Jun! The three generations of the Gu family have passed down to Lang Jun.  This is the only incense here, even if we violate the curfew and invite the doctor, we will never let him make any mistakes."

    The tail branch of the Jiao tail sticks up and the ears are squeaking and hurting.  They were making a fuss here when the door of the house suddenly creaked and was opened from the inside.  When Jiao Wei and Lu Qi heard the noise, they turned around together. When they saw the figure at the door, they suddenly lost their voices and for a while they didn't even dare to breathe.

    Qin Ke put on Gu Mingke's clothes and quietly glanced at the two people outside: "I'm feeling much better. I'm fine. There's no need to alarm others."

    Jiao Wei and Lu Qi stared blankly at their husband. Lu Qi's face was full of shock. Jiao Wei's eyes widened and he forgot that his ears were still being pulled by Lu Qi.  Although they haven't seen each other for a few days, why do they feel that Lang Jun has changed a lot?

    More than just a change, he has become a completely different person.  Lang Jun has been frail and sickly since he was a child. He always speaks softly and softly, and he does not have such a cold and charming aura at all.  Moreover, Lang Jun's appearance is indeed handsome, but it is by no means so thrilling.

    ??????????????????????????? At this time, Jiao Wei and Lu Qi thought about it again, and suddenly found that they could not remember what their husband was like before.  They slowly fell into hesitation, as if Lang Jun had always looked like this, had this voice, and had this temperament.

    Qin Ke just came back from the Black Forest. He got the Hunyuan Elixir. He no longer had to work hard and reached the Eastern Capital in an instant.  Qin Ke finally got rid of Li Chaoge and was about to clean up for a while, but was disturbed by the chatter outside.  He couldn't bear it anymore and had no choice but to step forward to stop the two young attendants from making noise.

    After he finished speaking, he saw the two people staring at him blankly, without any sense of admitting their mistake.  Qin Ke could only speak more clearly: "I'm going to rest, please step back."

    Lu Qi finally recovered from the shock: "But, Lang Jun, you are still sick"

    Qin Ke rolled up his sleeves and glanced at Lu Qi lightly.  Obviously he didn't show it?It's just a matter of effort, Qin Ke is not in a hurry to go now.  He was on a mission, and it wouldn't be too late to go find Zhou Changgeng after finishing the matter with Greedy Wolf.

    Tasks must be done one by one, and no jumping in line is allowed.

    On the first night after entering the role, Qin Ke spent his time browsing through the Gu family¡¯s collection of books and looking at Gu Mingke¡¯s letters.  Although Qin Ke suppressed his cultivation, he was still the ceiling of heaven's combat power and no longer needed to rest like a mortal.  Staying up all night is no problem for him.

    Early the next morning, as the morning light broke and snow fell, Luoyang City opened its palace gates, city gates, and square gates amidst the passionate and loud beats of drums. There were already people going to the market and doing business waiting at the square gates, waiting for the ban to be lifted.  After the drums sounded, they all prepared their bags and followed the flow of people, slowly squeezing out of the market and merging into the streets and alleys of Dongdu.

    At Pei¡¯s house, Qin Ke also closed his book and planned to go to bed to pretend.  His current role is that of a frail young man, and it doesn't fit his character to be energetic even after staying up all night.

    After a while, Jiaowei came lazily.  He covered his mouth and yawned while cleaning the house.

    ¡°After meeting Lang Jun last night, for some reason, Jiao Wei couldn¡¯t sleep all night.  As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see an immortal king dressed in white and cold and clear looking at him indifferently. Jiao Wei could not remember that this was his husband, but always felt that he had met an immortal.

    The Immortal is good-looking, but also really scary. Jiao Wei didn't even dare to breathe when facing that face.  Because of this, Jiao Wei didn't sleep well all night. When he woke up today, he was yawning non-stop and feeling confused.

    Jiao Wei wiped the table in a daze. After wiping the tables and chairs where guests were waiting, he took two steps with the rag and saw a young man in white leaning on the table behind the carved sandalwood grid, reading a book.  His posture is casual, his long sleeves are flowing, and there is nothing special about his movements, but there is an air of immortality lingering around him.

    Jiao Wei held the dirty rag and suddenly didn't know whether he should go in or not.  He looked down at his thick hands, feeling guilty for the first time.  He put the rag back into the copper plate, wiped his hands for a while, and then walked in gently: "Mr. Sir, the cold is very cold in the first month. You are not in good health. Don't read too hard, which will hurt your body."

    Lang Jun, who was lying on the floor, did not raise his head, but nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."

    After he finished speaking, there was nothing else to say.  Jiao Wei couldn't stop himself. He used to pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of his husband because of his young age, but today he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of his husband for no reason.  Jiao Wei bowed, stood on tiptoes, and left quietly.

    Jiao Wei picked up the basin and walked out, wondering as he walked. He never thought their young master was so good-looking before. What happened today?  He was thinking about something and didn't pay attention to the road ahead. He almost bumped into someone when he went out.

    "How presumptuous!" Before Jiao Wei could react, he was pushed away by a strong force from the opposite side. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with both himself and the basin.

    The first month of the year had not yet thawed, and the ground was extremely hard. The copper basin hit the ground with a loud clang, which was particularly jarring in the silent courtyard.  A man in a green cloak outside the courtyard slowly frowned and scolded: "How dare you! My cousin is recuperating in there, how can I allow you to make such a noise?"

    The attendants around him hurriedly bowed their bodies to apologize. Jiaowei climbed up from the ground. His butt hurt from the fall, but at this moment he still smiled and said hello to the visitor as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Pei Dalang, you are here. These two days  Have you recovered from your illness?"

    Pei Jian nodded gently. His face was as white as jade, his lips were light-colored, and he looked pale as if he was just recovering from a serious illness.  Pei Jian tilted his head and coughed. His voice was still hoarse and he asked, "Where is cousin Gu?"

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