PFC Chapter 459 Smelling
Chapter 459 Smelling
Puyang Qiubai smelled the familiar smell of blood and touched the dagger under the pillow.
Before he opened his eyes, he swung the dagger in his hand.
The man grabbed his wrist, snatched the dagger from him, and said angrily, "Who can you scare with that look on your face? I'm afraid you can't even kill a passing rat!"
Puyang Qiubai looked at this familiar face, his gaze lingering on his waist: "You're injured again."
Zhuge Congfeng touched the injured area and said nonchalantly: "Isn't this a common occurrence?"
"Since you are injured, why don't you find a place to recuperate? What are you doing here? If you want to find me, just leave me a message. Don't come to the Tang residence to find me."
"Why are you so nervous? When you worked for those employers before, I was free to come and go, and you never stopped me. Are you so worried about getting into trouble with the Tang family?" Zhuge Congfeng looked at Puyang Qiubai. "Something's wrong with you."
"This family is innocent. If we implicate them, it would be our fault. Do you know how many servants Miss Qin has? One servant represents an entire family, and thousands of servants represent the lives of tens of thousands of people. If our affairs implicate her, her business will also be affected, and the lives of tens of thousands of people will be at stake."
"You don't have to say so much. If you don't want me to come to the Tang residence, then I won't come. Do you think I want to come? The Tang residence is not easy to enter. There are many servants guarding the house, and the security is strict. Even if it can't be called impregnable, it's not a place you can enter and exit casually. I've been guarding here for half an hour, and those two servants have been with you the whole time. We even take turns going to the toilet."
"If I hadn't wanted to be quiet for a while and sent them away, I'm afraid you wouldn't have seen me today."
"That Miss Qin is really interesting. If I hadn't seen her actively approaching you to show her affection for a while, I would have thought she had a crush on you. After all, your face is truly alluring. Over the years, many people, from eighty-year-old ladies to teenage girls, have been head over heels for you."
"Don't talk nonsense. She is not such a vulgar person."
Zhuge Congfeng leaned in to look at him: "There's really something wrong with you."
"What do you want from me?" Puyang Qiubai asked calmly.
Zhuge Congfeng pressed a medicine bottle into his hand and said, "I've contacted Dr. Wei. This is the medicine he prepared for you."
Puyang Qiubai opened the bottle.
Zhuge Congfeng held his hand. "Just because I'm giving you medicine doesn't mean I agree with you taking it. Last night, when you had an attack, was the hardest. Now that you've gotten through it, don't take it this time. This kind of medicine is extremely damaging to the body, so take as few pills as possible."
"If I don't eat, I'll have to stay in bed for at least five or six days."
"Then just lie down for five or six days. There's nothing important going on lately, so what's the harm in letting yourself rest?"
Someone came over again.
It's too late for Zhuge Congfeng to leave now.
He looked around, his sight stopped at the screen, and he hid behind it.
Qin Huiyin came in with some soup and said, "I heard from them that you didn't eat much just now. This is the nourishing soup I asked the kitchen to make. Eat some to replenish your body."
Puyang Qiubai said, "Didn't you go to the store to take care of business today?"
"Since Sister Luwu went, I didn't go."
Qin Huiyin's gaze stayed on the screen.
Puyang Qiubai saw her like this and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The screen is dirty." Qin Huiyin said, "How could the people down there do their work and be so careless?"
"Don't blame them. I'm lying here. They know I like quiet and peaceful, so they don't dare to come in and disturb me. Naturally, they can't clean up." Puyang Qiubai said, "I feel better now. How about you bring the piano over this afternoon and I'll teach you how to play it? If I keep lying in bed like this, I'm afraid I'll get sick."
"Okay!" Qin Huiyin saw him drink the soup and handed the soup bowl to Su Jin beside him. "You go and make arrangements."
"Miss, I'm worried that I can't make the arrangements properly. Why don't you go and make the arrangements while I stay here to look after Master Bai?"
"Just arrange it as I asked you to. Stop talking so much."
Puyang Qiubai didn't understand what Qin Huiyin meant by the arrangement. Was she talking about learning piano in the afternoon?
Could it be that she had something to do in the afternoon and had no time to learn the piano, and now that she heard him say that he was a bit bored, she asked her subordinates to free up time?
He is a very thoughtful and considerate student.
Su Jin went out.
Qin Huiyin talked to Puyang Qiubai about learning the qin. She had many questions and asked Puyang Qiubai, who patiently answered them.
Zhuge Congfeng stood behind the screen, watching the two of them chatting and chatting warmly. He didn't know why, but he felt their profiles were somewhat similar. Could it be that their looks were both truly unique, leading to such similarities?
He is not bad looking, and I have never heard anyone say that he looks similar to Puyang Qiubai.
While Zhuge Congfeng was lost in thought, more than a dozen guards rushed in from the door.
Su Jin pointed behind the screen: "Over there."
Puyang Qiubai witnessed this sudden change and saw Qin Huiyin standing in front of him. The latter's beautiful eyes were looking seriously behind the screen.
original……
She just said that the screen was dirty and the people below were not doing their job well. She didn't really mean that the screen was dirty, but that she found someone behind the screen.
She asked her maid to arrange it, not to arrange the business of the store, but to arrange for the guards to come in and catch the "thief".
Yes, she is so smart, how could she not smell the blood in the room?
However, despite the danger in his room, she did not suspect him of being an accomplice, but was worried that he would be held hostage by the thieves.
"Don't be afraid, Master. We are many in number and won't let him hurt you in the slightest."
"He is not……"
Puyang Qiubai wanted to say, "He is not a thief," but before he could finish his words, he saw the guard kick down the screen, and the scene inside came into view.
Zhuge Congfeng was lying on the bathtub, blood gushing from the wound on his waist, and his handsome face was as white as paper.
His silver hair was so eye-catching that it was hard for Qin Huiyin not to recognize him.
She looked at Zhuge Congfeng, then at Puyang Qiubai, and asked, "Do you know this person?"
A handsome man who makes a living on a flower boat and a charming man who makes a living in a small brothel like Yuzhu Pavilion seem to be in the same line of work.
It's possible that these two people really know each other.
Qin Huiyin didn't want to wrongly accuse a good person, so she asked first. If she didn't know him, she would report him to the police.
"I know him," Puyang Qiubai said. "He's my good friend. You know what happened at Yuzhu Pavilion. He was innocently implicated, and since then, Yuzhu Pavilion has been unable to accommodate him. He later became a good man and was originally redeemed by someone, but for some reason, he ended up hiding in the Tang residence, covered in wounds."