"Don't talk nonsense!" Song Lucun retorted subconsciously.
After he finished speaking, he was shocked. Ji Xinyao's seal on his mute point was indeed only effective for an hour, and he could already speak normally.
When he woke up, his sanity was completely restored.
Why on earth was he trying to compete with Song Zilian last night to see who could stay outside Ji Xinyao's door longer? Thinking of his strange desire to win, he almost wanted to dig out the third room and the first living room with his feet.
"Where am I talking nonsense?" Gou Zhizhi raised her voice and pointed at Song Lucun, "When I came over, I saw you two blocking Xinyao's door. Something must be up to you!"
After she finished speaking, she thought about it and immediately came up with her own speculation.
"Well, Song Lucun, you don't want to take revenge on Xinyao because Ji Jingxue was embarrassed by what happened yesterday, right?"
When Ji Jingxue was mentioned, the strange dream last night came to Song Lucun's mind again.
Ji Xinyao appeared crying and hugging him.
She looked so sad that even her voice was hesitant when she spoke.
"Isn't it good that her name is Li Jingxue? Why should she change her surname to Ji? She is not qualified to be called Ji Jingxue!"
In Song Lucun's memory, it was clear that Ji Jingxue was the one worthy of the surname Ji. Ji Xinyao was just a bastard raised by the Ji family.
A strong headache hit Song Lucun again. He held his head with both hands and slowly squatted down.
At this time, Ji Xinyao, who was at the door, also dressed neatly and walked out of the room. She frowned and asked, "What happened? Zhizhi."
As soon as her flowers fell off, she saw that Song Lucun had a splitting headache and fell to the ground unable to control himself.
Gou Zhizhi looked at him in surprise, waved her hands quickly, and said hurriedly, "I...I didn't do anything. I was just worried that he had evil intentions at your door. I scolded him a few times. I don't know what he did.
It will be like this."
Ji Xinyao saw that Song Zilian was there, and immediately exchanged a look with him. She also understood that the two of them were here last night, and it must be just to check and balance each other.
But Song Lucun had a headache now, but she didn't know what was going on.
She could easily treat his hand disease, but the human brain is too complex, and the cause of the disease must be known before it can be cured. Ji Xinyao was helpless at this time, so she could only help her up and said to Song Zilian, "You
Help me and ask the program team if they have any painkillers."
"good."
When Song Zilian went downstairs, he happened to pass by Ji Jingxue who lived on the first floor.
Ji Jingxue quickly ran to the second floor and pulled Song Lucun over from Ji Xinyao's hand.
Others didn't know what was going on with Song Lucun, but she knew it all too well.
"You don't need to worry about it, he has an old problem. I have medicine here, just leave him to me."
Ji Xinyao looked at Ji Jingxue doubtfully, "Why do you have medicine to cure his disease?"
"Why do you care so much? Anyway, why don't you leave the person to me and I'll let him recover. Or just wait for him to continue to be in pain here."
Ji Xinyao had no choice but to take her hands off Song Lucun and watched Song Lucun being taken away by Ji Jingxue.
"Xinyao, what's going on?" Gou Zhizhi walked to Ji Xinyao and asked with a frown.
Ji Xinyao shook her head, "I don't know either. By the way, why did you come to me?"
"I want to have a private chat with you about yesterday's script killing. Aren't you going to kill someone today? Also, have you completed your task? I haven't completed it yet, so I want to see if what I need to get is there.
In your hand."
"What is your mission?"
"I want to get the "Qishan Agreement" and give it to the prince. Is the "Qishan Agreement" at your place?"
"Is this your mission too? The prince also asked me to find out the "Qishan Agreement" and give it to him. I thought the missions of each camp were different." Ji Xinyao began to feel strange.
On the other side, Ji Jingxue helped Song Lucun back to the room, then took out a small bag that he carried with him, found a few pills, and asked Song Lucun to swallow them with warm water.
Soon, Song Lucun stopped having a headache and woke up.
He saw that the person guarding him in front of him was Ji Jingxue.
When Ji Jingxue saw him waking up, she immediately put the water cup aside and hugged Song Lucun.
"It's too high. You're fine. I was worried to death. Fortunately, I found it in time and saved you."
The Ji family started out in the pharmaceutical business. The real daughter of the Ji family knew more or less, but he had never seen Ji Jingxue use it. But if Ji Jingxue really saved him just now, some of his doubts would be dispelled.
"What kind of disease am I suffering from? What medicine did you use to save me?" Song Lucun asked tentatively.
Ji Jingxue was stunned. He did not expect that Song Lucun would ask for details.
Her dream since she was a child was to be a star, but she didn't know anything about medicinal materials. Her father had prepared these for her. Thanks to these medicines, these men could think of her as Ji Xinyao who had helped them.
The medicine has side effects. If they think about the past, they will have a splitting headache. If it is serious, they need to take the medicine again. However, the more frequently they take the medicine, the more frequent the headaches will be.
"You just have an ordinary headache. As for what medicine you used, I don't know."
"It's okay, I like to hear what you have to say." Song Lucun said reluctantly.
Ji Jingxue showed an ugly expression.
After a while, she came up with a reason.
"This is our Ji family's unique secret recipe. If I tell you, my father will be unhappy."
She had said so, so Song Lucun naturally did not dare to ask any more questions, lest he be suspected of stealing trade secrets.
He sat on the bed, lowered his head, and silently sorted out the clues in his mind, trying to figure out why he had such a dream at night.
"Lucun, are you worried about something?" Zai Zai suddenly asked.
"No...no..."
"I am the person who knows Lucun best. I can detect your expression." Ji Jingxue said softly.
Today is the day for cp voting, and she must not let Song Lucun's votes go to Ji Xinyao.
"I'm sorry, Jingxue." Song Lucun lowered his head, thought for a while, and asked him, "By the way, do you still remember when we first met?"
"Why do you ask this so suddenly?" Ji Jingxue became alert, but on the surface she had no reaction.
"I just had a headache, and I couldn't remember it all at once." Song Lucun found a lame excuse for himself.
"It's the canteen in the junior high school. Speaking of which, I have a very good relationship with the canteen owner. He lent me rooms that no one else could borrow. When we get off the island, when can we go back to school together?"
Since she wanted to replace Ji Xinyao, she naturally asked about this kind of thing.
Ji Jingxue's answer was flawless.
Song Lucun somehow felt a little regret in his heart, but he severely denied this subconscious regret.
"Lucun." Ji Jingxue suddenly called out his name, "There is something I don't know whether I should tell you."