parentshiftbook Chapter Two Hundred And Seventeen The Fire In The Winter Night
Chapter Two Hundred And Seventeen The Fire In The Winter Night
"Miss Mu Yao, I just gave you a silver ingot yesterday. It should be enough for your expenses. Why do you need to embroider?"
Jiang Zhi Ge's brows were wrinkled, the bloody hands were really distressing to look at.
"Young Master Jiang..."
Qi Muyao was a little stunned, she thought Jiang Zhi Ge had left Qinghe Village.
"Young Master Jiang, your silver ingots are enough for Mu Yao to live for several months, but, but..."
Qi Muyao hesitated, a silver ingot was indeed a gift to her, it would keep her from worrying about food for a few months, but she couldn't be lazy or even waste embroidery because of it.
Jiang Zhi Ge's expression softened a little when he heard the words, and he sighed softly.
He wanted to give Qi Muyao a lifetime of riches and food, but with Qi Muyao's character, he would definitely not accept such a meritless reward.
Qi Muyao seems to be inferior and sensitive, but in fact she has some self-respect, otherwise she would have chosen to commit suicide instead of embroidering all day long.
"I only have this ability, if I don't embroider, I, I..."
Qi Muyao lowered her head and didn't dare to say more, for fear of causing Jiang Zhi Ge's anger due to disobedience.
Jiang Zhi Ge was stunned for a moment, but suddenly realized that Qi Muyao was blind and covered with scars. Not only could she not be able to do many things, but she would also be looked down upon when she went out. She usually doesn't even have anyone to talk to. What else could she do without embroidery? ?
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi Ge sighed again and said softly, "Miss Mu Yao, you don't have to be so squeak in front of me in the future, just say something straight."
Qi Muyao nodded hastily, but still looked timid.
"Well, let me tell you a story."
"tell a story......?"
Qi Muyao has some doubts, but more curiosity.
Jiang Zhi Ge stepped forward and sat beside Qi Muyao, pondering: "Yes, the story is called... The Legend of Liang Zhu."
So he began to tell Qi Muyao a long love story.
When the story was finished, Jiang Zhi Ge thought Qi Muyao would be sorry or moved, but she had only a little envy in her expression.
"Jiang Gongzi, your story is unrealistic. How can two mortals turn into butterflies and depend on each other?"
Qi Muyao smiled and shook her head. Even so, she was really envious.
Even if there is no mythological element, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai love each other deeply until their death, but she has never felt what love is.
Jiang Zhi Ge laughed dumbly, shook his head and said, "Miss Mu Yao, your opinion is really unique."
Qi Muyao didn't answer any more, she clenched the embroidered doll in her hand, as if something was brewing.
After a long time, Qi Muyao mustered up the courage and said thanks: "Jiang Gongzi, really, really thank you, today is the happiest day of Mu Yao's life."
Being able to talk to someone like her was already a gift for her.
Jiang Zhi Ge is not only like that, but also tells her stories and gets along like friends, which is a tenderness she has never felt before.
Jiang Zhi Ge was relieved, and after getting along with him, Qi Muyao finally didn't have that timidity towards him.
"Miss Mu Yao, have you ever thought about removing your own scar?"
Jiang Zhi Ge told Qi Muyao a story for so long. First, he wanted Qi Muyao to have fun other than embroidery, and second, he wanted to dispel her vigilance, so that she could take a medicated bath to remove scars.
Qi Muyao was flustered again when she heard the words, thinking that Jiang Zhi Ge was mocking her.
"Don't think too much, I mean I can remove the scars for you, it's just up to you whether you want it or not."
In the peak state, Jiang Zhi Ge can make Qi Muyao as good as before with a wave of his hand.
After healing the scar, only the eye injury remains, but Qi Muyao's eye injury seems to have been deliberately blinded by some kind of magic. Open method.
With Jiang Zhi Ge's current power, the fastest way to heal an eye injury is Medicine Pill.
He has no shortage of medicinal materials and techniques for refining Medicine Pill, but he lacks the consumption of Spirit Power required for pill refining. To refine Medicine Pill that ignores the nature of the world, he must at least have Spirit Power in the holy realm.
As soon as these words came out, Qi Muyao froze in place for a moment, her face full of disbelief.
There are not many women in the world who don't love beauty, and these hideous scars have made her suffer so many rumors and rumors that she dare not deal with people.
If you can really get rid of scars, you can only ask for it, and there is nothing willing or unwilling.
However, these scars have been scabbed for a long time, and it is a little troublesome to remove the immortals. Why is Jiang Zhi Ge willing to help himself?
"Jiang Gongzi, why are you..."
In the past, Qi Muyao could still think that Jiang Zhi Ge was kind, but this time she really couldn't find any reason. If she was plotting against her, there was nothing that could be plotted against her.
"It's just a little effort, and besides being kind and generous, where do you need too many reasons?"
Now Jiang Zhi Ge has nothing to do, and can only say that he is not happy.
Qi Muyao was stunned for a long time after hearing the words, and then suddenly fell to the ground, posing to bow down to Jiang Zhi Ge.
"What's this for?"
Jiang Zhi Ge frowned slightly, pulling a touch of Spirit Power to support Qi Muyao.
"Master, how can Mu Yao repay such kindness?"
Qi Muyao had tears in her eyes and her voice was choked up.
As far as she is concerned, whether Jiang Zhi Ge can really get rid of scars or not, she should be worshipped.
Qi Muyao has been alive for 16 years, not to mention that she has received such kindness and has no friends. Jiang Zhi Ge's self-imposed effort is a flash of fire in her cold winter night.
"Living well is the greatest reward for me."
Jiang Zhi Ge's eyes revealed a sense of loss and mixed feelings in his heart.
Even if he were to return to Xuan Cang and start all over again, and launch a lot of politics that surpasses immortals and mortals, it will not change the life of many people in the world.
The so-called great harmony in the world, everyone is a fairy, is just a joke.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi Ge was taken aback.
He is just a traveler who has not experienced much wind and rain, why does he have these thoughts? Shouldn't we consider how to enjoy life in the present moment?
"Is it the effect of the rewritten memory? Or is it the system?"
Thinking of the many strange things before, Jiang Zhi Ge became more and more terrified.
Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, Qi Muyao couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what's the matter with you?"
Jiang Zhi Ge pondered for a while, and found that he couldn't find the slightest answer, and sighed: "It's okay, Miss Mu Yao, I'll prepare a medicinal bath for you now to get rid of the scars."
............
Beyond the heavens, in endless chaos.
At this moment, there is a strange black fog shrouded in the chaos, causing the nearby Universe space to gradually distort and deteriorate.
If a creature dares to approach, even if it does not look directly, it will lose itself in an instant and become something that does not belong to the world order.
"Yes, in just a few days, you can perceive your own strangeness."
"But it's a pity, it's a pity, the time is only a hundred years."
"If you still have to take this old road in the first life, maybe you are not an opponent even if you are connected."