The river shimmered with a thin mist as dawn barely broke. Arriving at the small building with its warm, yellow lights, he saw two figures talking at the door. Yun Zhu was turning as if to close the door, and then Jin'er's voice faintly carried over: "Ah, he's here, he's here..."

In the past, even when the two bickered, it amounted to a kind of revolutionary friendship. But usually when Ning Yi arrived, Jin'er would have an annoyed expression. It was rare for her to be so excited this time, as if wanting to show off something. (Search: \"Complete Book Divine Station\") for free fine literature
The two of them didn't know what they were doing at the door just now. Looking at Yun Zhu's expression, she seemed somewhat embarrassed. She reached out, half-laughing and half-crying, and pushed Jin'er towards the door, glancing at Ning Yi. The action of closing the door faltered slightly. As Ning Yi approached, he smelled the medicinal aroma wafting from the kitchen. It probably wasn't Yun Zhu's, because Jin'er, standing inside the door, was dressed very warmly, wrapped in two layers of windbreakers like a panda, as if she wished she could wrap herself in a quilt. She leaned half her body on Yun Zhu's shoulder, a brief hint of triumph in her eyes, proudly announcing to Ning Yi: "I'm sick."

"Uh..." Ning Yi was stunned. "Then what are you doing standing here..."

"I'm not standing here, I just came to pull Sister Yun Zhu inside." A small hand, bundled in a cotton coat, grabbed Yun Zhu's clothes.

After a moment, Ning Yi finally understood what had happened. In the past, Yun Zhu waited outside the door for Ning Yi every morning, which made Jin'er feel quite uncomfortable, feeling that the beautiful, elegant, and refined Sister Yun Zhu was like a submissive little wife. She had protested several times, but to no avail.

This morning, Yun Zhu took care of Jin'er's illness for a while, guessing that after such a significant event yesterday, Ning Yi would definitely come over this morning, so she came out to take a look. Who knew that Jin'er, sick, would put on her clothes and stagger out like a roly-poly toy. The morning breeze was cold, and Jin'er, already suffering from a cold, couldn't stand the chill. Upon seeing this, Yun Zhu pushed her, preparing to go back inside.

Jin'er said, "Then Sister Yun Zhu has to come in and stay with me too." She was cold now, wearing clothes that made her almost twice as large, her slender figure almost becoming round, but her tone naturally conveyed that if you don't agree, I'll just freeze to death outside. Yun Zhu nodded, half-laughing and half-crying, and as the two of them turned to go back, they saw Ning Yi coming over. Jin'er stopped at the door, wanting to show off to Ning Yi.

After a long war of resistance, Sister Yun Zhu is finally mine this time!

In the past, the two of them would bicker when Yun Zhu wasn't around, always in the position of rivals. At this moment, Ning Yi couldn't fail to see what she meant, and for a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Jin'er had gotten straight out of bed this morning, without any makeup. Although she was usually a youthful and beautiful woman even without makeup, this time she also had the factor of being sick, and her face had an unconcealable weariness. Even so, she still showed her triumph to Ning Yi in an ugly manner, like a madwoman.

Yun Zhu had also gotten up not long ago, wearing a simple, slender dress, her long hair not yet tied up, flowing down behind her head. At this moment, she was mainly worried about Jin'er, pushing her and trying to walk inside, saying with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Okay, okay, let's go back." Jin'er swayed a few times, finally starting to turn around to go inside, but she had a fever, and her balance was poor. With this turn, her left foot tripped over her right foot, and she fell face-up onto the ground.

"Jin'er, are you alright!"

Yun Zhu was startled by this situation, and Ning Yi was also a little frightened, but then he saw Jin'er lying on the ground waving her hand: "I'm, I'm fine..." The thick cotton coat and layers of clothing looked like large cannons, with two small hands sticking out from inside, looking like a baby in a cradle.

Yun Zhu leaned down to try to help her up. Jin'er also twisted a few times on the ground, turning her body to the left, and then to the right. Her short arms and legs shook on the ground, looking like a turtle on its back. After struggling for a while, she couldn't get up.

In fact, it was also because she was sick and didn't have much strength. Yun Zhu had suffered some injuries to her shoulders yesterday and couldn't exert much strength at this time. At this moment, the two maids, Yun Zhu and Jin'er, were also in the small building—Hu Tao had gotten married before the New Year, but because of what happened yesterday, she had rushed back at night to take care of her young lady—but usually the two maids rarely appeared when Ning Yi came to meet with Yun Zhu, which had almost become a routine. For a moment, they were unable to come and help. When Jin'er struggled on the ground like a turtle several times without being able to get up, she and Yun Zhu became a little embarrassed for a moment. Ning Yi was stunned for a long time, and then laughed with schadenfreude.

Yun Zhu glared at him unhappily: "What are you laughing at? Come and help."

"This, men and women should keep their distance..."

"Don't want his help, I'd rather die than have his help!" Jin'er, with her short limbs spread on the ground, tilted her head and said angrily. Her head was also wrapped in a cloak, revealing an angry little face, looking like a pouting little girl.

Ning Yi continued with a smile: "However, seeing how resistant she is, I suddenly feel it's worth helping..."

"Stop talking nonsense, come and help me, I don't have much strength."

"Don't touch me, don't touch me, I won't get up, I just like lying down..."

"Don't be silly, the ground is cold, get up and go back to your room."

"Don't let him touch me, I'm Yuan Jin'er, pure and chaste..."

"Pure and chaste my ass, you're round now, such thick clothes, nothing can touch you, I don't even know how many layers you're wearing..."

Ning Yi smiled and tried to help her up from the ground. If it were normal times, Yuan Jin'er and Ning Yi would know when to stop, and would probably just get up. At this time, she was sick, and her mood was naturally different. Thinking that she had fallen on the ground like a turtle and couldn't get up and was seen by him, she struggled stubbornly, refusing to stand up. Ning Yi shrugged and picked her up horizontally.

With Jin'er's current attire, it was difficult to hold her, because she wasn't cooperating. However, Ning Yi was strong at this time, and he was able to overcome all difficulties. In any case, he wouldn't let her fall. Jin'er was wearing so many clothes that her waist, buttocks, and thighs were basically indistinguishable. Ning Yi couldn't feel them at all, and Jin'er probably couldn't feel them either. She reached out and waved at Ning Yi's face, but in the end, her clumsy and short hand only touched Ning Yi's shoulder.

"If you don't let me go, I'll gouge your eyes out."

"If you have the guts, then try it."

"Jin'er, don't make a fuss."

After such a commotion, he carried Jin'er all the way back to the bedroom—Jin'er originally slept with Yun Zhu, but she had a cold yesterday, so she was arranged in the guest room. After entering the room, Yun Zhu turned around to get hot water. Ning Yi put her on the bed and pulled a quilt over her. Although she was still wearing shoes, it wasn't convenient for Ning Yi to take them off for her after all. Jin'er, lying there, looked like she had been raped, her eyes unhappy: "You still cover me with a quilt when I'm wearing so much, do you want to make me die of heat! You want to murder me because I can't move, right?"

"It's not hot when I just put it on, I'm too lazy to care about you. Yun Zhu will be here soon, and she'll help you take off your clothes then. I really don't know why you're wearing so much..."

"What if my cold gets worse..."

Jin'er muttered. The medical conditions were still limited, and although there were relatively reliable treatments for colds and chills, there were still people who died from these illnesses. She was still afraid in her heart.

In this moment, Yun Zhu was still outside and hadn't come in yet, but Jin'er's face changed slightly after she finished speaking, and her bloated body started trying to roll to the side again, but she fell back after turning her body. Ning Yi frowned, walked over, and pulled her upper body to the edge of the bed: "What's wrong?"

Jin'er covered her mouth with a "umph." Ning Yi realized and brought over the ceramic pot that should have been used as a spittoon, letting her vomit into it. Because she had already vomited yesterday, there wasn't much left to vomit. Ning Yi reached out and patted her back. To let her lean on the edge of the bed, Ning Yi was also sitting there sideways, laughing: "How many months?"

Jin'er finally recovered a little after vomiting. Hearing him say this, she rolled her eyes: "Go away, don't touch me!"

"If I don't hold you, you'll fall off." Ning Yi pulled her back onto the bed unhappily, and then went to the washstand to wring out a face towel and wipe her mouth. He handed Jin'er over to Yun Zhu when she arrived, and then turned and left. He saw Jin'er pointing and whispering at him as he closed the door, probably complaining about him to Yun Zhu again.

After a long time, Yun Zhu finally came out of the room. When she opened the door, she saw Jin'er lying on the bed, covered tightly by the bedding. Yun Zhu had taken off her clothes, and her body had lost its bloatedness. Her small face was exposed from the bedding. Yun Zhu must have washed her just now, and her face was rosy, looking like she was already asleep.

"Every time you come, you just argue with Jin'er. She's like a child, and so are you..." By this time, it was already bright. Yun Zhu brought tea over, her tone slightly chiding.

Ning Yi laughed: "It's a good thing to have a childlike heart... By the way, how's your shoulder?"

"I can't use a lot of strength, but I'm fine. How about you?"

"I'm fine too. By the way, you and Jin'er, it's best not to go to Bamboo Remember for a while. It's unlikely that those escaped assassins will come back looking for you, but it's better to be careful. Or this afternoon, I'll discuss it with Lu Agui and the others, and find another place for you to live."

Yun Zhu took a sip of tea, looked at him, and nodded: "Okay."

They probably chatted for a while about what happened yesterday and about Qin Lao. Ning Yi then left the small building. The sun had already risen in the eastern sky, with its rays of dawn.

What Ning Yi didn't notice was that throughout the process of him entering and leaving the small building, there had always been two pairs of eyes watching the small building. In the woods not far away, a carriage was parked quietly, with two constables guarding there. The two, one named Chen and the other named Xu, were the chief and deputy constables in the yamen. They happened to encounter the case of the Liao assassins this time. With the task pressing down, several teams were busy in Jiangning City.

This wasn't their key area of surveillance. After all, the possibility of the Liao people retaliating against these two young ladies who were said to have participated in the fight yesterday was too small. But they should also have some background. The task was assigned from above, requiring them to protect them. Last night, this place was originally guarded by Chen and Xu's subordinates. They only came in the morning to take over the shift from their subordinates. However, in this moment, they also discovered this interesting thing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (Qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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