After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields Chapter 736

Chapter 736 This is a deformed love.

The Imperial Prefect's Office.

Sikong Jianzheng was enjoying a twelve-course breakfast alone.

He only eats one chopstick of each dish, enjoying the freshest ingredients cooked with the most primitive cooking skills.

As he was eating, from the corner of his eye, he saw Sun Jiang walking in with a shaky man with bruises and bloodstains on his face. He guessed that it was another servant in the house who had committed an offense, and he didn't even want to look at him.

He asked displeasedly: "Who committed another crime and provoked you to punish him so early in the morning?"

Sun Jiang's expression was stunned, and he turned around to look at the person behind him. Let's just say he was a human being. After all, he had two eyes, a nose, and a mouth, although they were all somewhat deformed.

"Sir." Sun Jiang swallowed, took a step back, exposed the person next to him, and then said with difficulty: "The servants in the mansion have been following the rules recently, and no one has made any mistakes."

Sikong Jian didn't even raise his head, “Then why did you bring people here?”

Sun Jiang: "Mr. Liu has something to tell you personally."

"he?"

Sikong Jian snorted and said sarcastically: "What kind of trouble does this man want to make? He asked you to take the message. Do you mean to ask me to go see him in person?"

He picked up a piece of green vegetables blanched in water with chopsticks and said gracefully: "If you ask him to come over and say it himself, does he really regard my Imperial Palace as his home? What kind of onion is he to ask the Imperial Advisor to see him?"

Sun Jiang finally found a way to interject, "Not sir."

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Jian impatiently said, "What's not going to happen? Let him get over here!"

Sun Jiang looked embarrassed and did not take any action.

Sikong Jian's displeased eyes met his, and he seemed to feel something. He turned around and looked at the 'servant' with a bruised nose and face.

Liu Ji tried his best to open his horribly swollen eyes and nodded to him, "Yes, I am Liu Ji."

Sikong Jian: "." The jade chopsticks in his hand fell to the table.

The air suddenly became quiet for a second.

“Are you, no, are you Liu Ji?” Sikong Jian's heart surged violently and he could not calm down.

Who will tell him why Liu Ji looked like he was being beaten up?

Liu Ji wanted to smile and comfort someone's obviously frightened soul, but his mouth hurt when he smiled, so he could only open his mouth a little and said in a hoarse voice:

“Sir, I had an accident before going out this morning, so I became like this.”

"For the sake of friendly exchanges between our Sheng Kingdom and the Northern Barbarians, I feel that continuing to receive King Chan like this would damage the face of our Sheng Kingdom, so the master from the other courtyard should send another student there. Bar."

As he spoke, he turned his neck stiffly, looked at the sky outside, and reminded me sincerely:

“It's getting late, so King Chan and Princess will have to wait for a long time. Please select a substitute student now and send him over as soon as possible.”

Sikong Jian watched helplessly as Liu Ji spoke, with blood flowing out of the crack at the corner of his mouth, winding down and dripping down his chin. He quickly picked up the spare handkerchief on the table for wiping his mouth and handed it to him.

　　"Please wipe it quickly." Don't make his floor dirty.

Liu Ji tried his best to open his eyes, and nodded slowly to him gratefully. He stretched out his trembling hand to take the handkerchief, and put it weakly to the corner of his mouth. He looked like he was breathing too much out, and he could fall to the ground if the wind blew. Lying dead like a corpse.

Sikong Jian stared blankly, unable to react for a moment.

It wasn't until Sun Jiang asked for instructions, "Sir, do you want to find someone to replace Xianggong Liu?" Sikong Jian came back to his senses, glanced at Liu Ji who was crumbling, glanced at Sun Jiang again, and shouted: "Nonsense! Go pick another one. Someone with a steady temperament should be sent over quickly."

“Wait!” Sikong saw that his brain, which had been shut down by Liu Ji's shock, finally started to work again, and he hurriedly explained:

“Bring a generous gift with you, and say that I already know that my junior brother was disrespectful to King Chan yesterday, and that I have already taught him a lesson and feel deeply guilty, so I have sent a sensible and steady person to accompany him.”

Sun Jiang received the order, "If my subordinates know about it, they will do it right away."

Si Kongjian still felt uneasy, so he stood up and walked out of the door and told Sun Jiang again:

"If they ask about Liu Ji, they will say that he is sick and needs to recover from his injuries."

Looking back at Liu Ji, who was no longer human in the room, Sikong Jian still felt that the world was unreal.

Stepping back into the house, he looked at Liu Ji who was barely standing and told him that he didn't need to go to other courtyards anymore. The Imperial Prefect's Office couldn't afford to lose this person!

Sikong Jian pointed to the stool, "Would you like to sit down for a while?"

Liu Ji shook his head, "No, I just came to tell the adults that the teacher is waiting for me to cook, so I'll go right away."

Just as he was about to turn around, his body suddenly froze. He quickly covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed violently.

The white handkerchief was soon stained with the blush of blood.

“You can still cook like this?” Sikong Jian wanted to step forward, but he honestly stepped back, fearing that Liu Ji would splash blood on him.

Liu Ji waited for a long time, then said with a pale face: "It's okay, I'll go and cook for the teacher right now, but I might not wake up tomorrow. I'll have to ask you to ask Anzi to remember to cook for the teacher."

Sikong Jian frowned deeply. Although he knew he was being offended, he still couldn't help but ask:

"How did you get injured like this? Hasn't your wife always been very protective of you? How could she actually watch you being beaten and injured like this?"

Liu Ji looked at him sadly, "Unfortunately, it was my wife who beat me."

Sikong Jian choked and was really shocked, "Why did she hit you?"

"It's nothing." Liu Ji shook his head, "It's my fault. I disturbed her dream so early in the morning. It's my own fault. I don't blame my wife. She has always been very protective of me, but she got angry when she got up and couldn't see clearly for a while. It was me who hurt me by mistake.”

“But!” Liu Ji slightly raised his head and said proudly, “My wife beat me because she loves me. I have no regrets!”

Sikong Jian: “.This is a deformed love.”

So he felt that Liu Ji and Qin Yao were really not suitable to be together, and Liu Ji should consciously give up his position.

“If it were me, I would not have made such a stupid mistake as you and received a beating in vain.” While Sikong Jian was confident, he also did not forget to step on Liu Ji.

While watching Liu Ji limping away, he suddenly felt a little pain in his body.

Out of curiosity, he couldn't hold it back anymore, so he led the doctor from Fuzhong to Puyuan to diagnose and treat Liu Ji.

According to Sikong Jian's opinion, Liu Ji would definitely scare the teacher when he went to Puyuan like this. He had already made a draft to comfort the teacher.

But what Sikong Jian didn't expect was that when he led the miracle doctor into Puyuan, the place was no different from usual.

Liu Jizheng directed Anzi to cook, while Gong Liangxiao sat in a wheelchair and stopped in front of the door to read, as if he had long been accustomed to this.

What's more, seeing Liu Ji's injuries, the old man felt strangely at ease.

Chapter end

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