"Even if there are mountains of gold and silver in Bo's mansion, Qin only likes a pot of orchids! It scares the young master, Qin apologizes here!"

Qin Li's words were neither humble nor arrogant, and led the responsibility to himself. He knew that Bo Langjun would not do anything to him, but Ji San was different.

When Bo Langjun saw Qin Li stand up and bow to show his respect, his aura was mostly gone.

Ji San also knew that Bo Langjun could not afford to offend him, so he got off the bed and bowed.

"The child is fine! Why is your husband here?"

Luo Jiaojiao changed her mind.

"There will be no peace in Pingcheng for a while. Madam should take the children out and walk around less! Let's go back!"

Bo Langjun hugged his son from Luo Jiaojiao's arms and turned around and walked out of Qin Li's house.

"Master Qin, I'll go back first! You will pass by the mansion tomorrow, and I'll go see you again!"

Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly gave Qin Li a gift, and then chased Bo Langjun.

Qin Li looked at Luo Jiaojiao's back and was in a daze.

"Thank you just now!"

Ji San added a bowl of tea to Qin Li.

"Be careful in the future!"

Qin Li knew Bo Langjun well, so he specifically asked Ji San.

Ji San knew that Qin Li was doing his best and agreed, but he was muttering in his heart:

"The child just cried a little, so what?"

Although Bo Langjun is indifferent, he is extremely doting towards his wife and children. No one can hurt them at all, otherwise he will never show mercy.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't expect Bo Langjun to go to the Red Dance Music Class, but she saw her son who had always liked to laugh and cried. She felt that her anger was a little unhappy today, so she could only follow Bo Langjun back to the mansion carefully.

Jiang Yu, who was standing outside Bo Langjun's study, was a little surprised to see his master coming back with the child in person. After saluting Bo Langjun and his wife, he looked at Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao pointed at her son who was smacking her fingers on Bo Langjun's shoulder, and gestured at the crying movement.

Jiang Yu immediately understood that it turned out that Bo Langjun couldn't bear to let his son cry, so he carried his son back.

After his son fell asleep, Bo Langjun asked Jiang Yu to ask Brother Yao to take Xiao Wenji and Jia Qingqi and the children to stay in Yao Gong's garden for a few days tomorrow.

After Jiang Yu left, Luo Jiaojiao asked Bo Langjun in confusion:

"What if someone attacks them?"

"With the Medicine Master here, they can't get it! His garden is extraordinary!"

Bo Langjun glanced at Luo Jiaojiao meaningfully.

"Is that so? Why didn't I see that there is something special about that garden?"

"Go to sleep! Tomorrow is enough for us to be busy!"

Bo Langjun stood up with Luo Jiaojiao's shoulders and walked into the inner room.

Luo Jiaojiao, who was puzzled in her heart, could not sleep? She sat under the candlelight and waited for Bo Langjun to fall asleep before leaving the study.

"Where is Madam?"

Feng Yue asked Luo Jiaojiao softly.

"I feel uneasy, just go there!"

Luo Jiaojiao followed the path to the back garden.

Feng Yue asked two guards to follow Luo Jiaojiao secretly.

Luo Jiaojiao came to Yao Gong's garden, looked left and right and walked to the medicine house, but found nothing unusual.

"There is nothing special?"

Luo Jiaojiao walked into the medicine house and saw that Doctor Zhuo was undressing Wei Jue's hair and combing it.

"Madam! Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yao Gong was quite surprised when he saw Luo Jiaojiao coming.

It's so late, is it because the owner is sick?

"Well! Take my pulse, my body is really not very strong!"

Luo Jiaojiao finally found a reason temporarily.

Yao Gong took a pulse for Luo Jiaojiao, and then told her that she was not seriously injured and that she had to go to bed and get up early if she had a child.

"oh!"

Luo Jiaojiao blushed and retracted her arm.

"It can be seen that I will come less in the future."

"Go away!"

Luo Jiaojiao got up and walked out of the medicine house.

The herbs in the medicine house have almost been harvested, and only the wild chrysanthemums are still in bloom. A red flower head is particularly eye-catching among the orange.

"Don't move, madam!"

Luo Jiaojiao walked into the medicine garden and was about to touch the red flower, but was stopped by the Yaoshu who arrived in time.

"Is this flower not touched?"

Luo Jiaojiao's eyes shone brightly in the night, as bright as the stars shining in the galaxy in the sky.

"This flower is where a mechanism is opened!"

Yao Gong did not avoid Luo Jiaojiao. But his voice was very soft and he didn't want Wei Jue in the Yaolu to listen.

"oh!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Jiaojiao's eyes. There is really something here!

"It's getting late, I have to go back!"

Luo Jiaojiao's doubts were resolved, so she took a relaxed step and went back to sleep.

The poster should be here tomorrow!

Wei Jue vaguely guessed Luo Jiaojiao's purpose.

"Jiang Yu?"

When Wei Jue looked up and saw Jiang Yu walking into the medicine house, he couldn't help but look puzzled.

What did he do so late?

"Tomorrow, my master will agree to your poster's request and let you go back!"

Jiang Yu untied the key from his waist and opened the hand and legs for Wei Jue.

After getting rid of the heavy shackles, Wei Jue felt much more relaxed.

"This is a change of clothes!"

Jiang Yu pointed to a set of water-roland costumes he had just put on the low table.

"Thank you!"

"The water has been boiled!"

The medicine boy shouted outside the medicine house.

Wei Jue has not been bathed for many days. He stood up with the hand of the doctor Zhuo.

Jiang Yu did not leave the medicine house, but sat in the yard to drink tea.

"He won't run!"

Sitting at Jiang Yu, he looked at the door of the bathroom room, facing the doctor who was on the stone bench.

"I know! But Jiang's responsibilities are in no way, and he dares not neglect it!"

Jiang Yu also glanced at the bathroom.

The medicine boy was waiting for Wei Jue to take a bath in the bathroom. Half an hour later, Wei Jue, who was refreshed, walked out of the bathroom door.

Wei Jue, dressed in a blue shirt, looked extremely elegant under the moonlight. His handsome face did not lose its appearance because of his slightly pale face, but instead gave people a sense of rebirth.

If he didn't know that he was the third leader of the Dark Tower, he would definitely admire him.

Unfortunately, Wei Jue, whose hands were stained with blood, could never return to his former life.

He also had a little regret, but reason told him that there was no way out.

People who enter the dark building will never get out! A killer who kills countless people is frightening wherever he goes. Most people are afraid of avoiding it. How can they live with it?

But the people in the Bo family were unusual. They treated him as usual these days, allowing him to feel the long-lost atmosphere of life of ordinary people.

He even became a little greedy for this place and almost didn't want to leave.
To be continued...