The sound of the ceramic cup hitting the hard wood on the ground really frightened Yao Ji. She hurriedly turned her head to look at the half-open door of the study room, waiting in panic to see if anyone came over. In fact, the two of them were fine in the study room, but they just fell.
If you break an insignificant cup, even if someone bumps into you, what's there to be afraid of? If you don't have any evil intentions, what's there to be afraid of?
She held her breath and stayed quiet for a while. The surroundings were quiet, but the wind outside brought in a slight chill. It seemed that no one was here. She reached out and gently pulled her collar, showing that she was a little cold, and then
I walked to the door and closed the study door to block the wind. When I walked past the wall, I quietly raised my hand and pulled down the cloth on the sacred cage to cover the Buddha statue.
At this time, Zhang Ning seemed very restrained and quiet, just watching Yao Ji's every move, every subtle movement and expression attentively.
He finally spoke, and his tone was as gentle as possible, as if he was afraid of scaring Yao Ji. Maybe she was not easily scared. "In later generations, there was a psychologist named Freud. His profession was equivalent to treating...
Among doctors who are suffering from mental illness, for example, someone who has trouble thinking and wants to jump into a well and hang himself, a psychiatrist can cure that..."
"Yes." Yao Ji responded softly, indicating that she was listening. She may have become accustomed to and accepted Zhang Ning's strange talk.
Zhang Ning took advantage of the opportunity to speak and cautiously took two steps closer, "Freud expounded a point in his works that people usually don't think too much about their elders and family members, not only because of the constant principles of ethics.
The constraints, and the desire in childhood creates a sense of identity with the people around you, and you will instinctively reject it as an adult..."
Yao Ji whispered: "The scholars of later generations are really vulgar. Can they openly publish such a thing in a book?"
"You can say that, but they are all serious and ignore these things for the sake of learning." Zhang Ning smiled, "It means that people will instinctively reject their relatives and family members. I agree with his point of view. The one who died in the 21st year of Yongle's life"
Zhang Ning spent his infancy by your side, and he would definitely reject you; but I won't, I am another person, and for some reason our relationship is not that kind of..."
He didn't know if Yao Ji could understand what he wanted to describe. He was just comforting her. Maybe even if she understood, she would still find it difficult to accept such a concept.
After a while of silence, she spoke softly: "Have you ever seen a turtle? It's not a good word to describe this living creature, but it was the thing that immediately came to my mind."
Zhang Ning listened attentively, neither answering nor interrupting her. He was very addicted to Yao Ji's talk. His soft Jiangsu and Zhejiang accent made people listen as if they were in a dream. It's a pity that it is a rare thing.
, it was hard to hear. So he became very attentive, as if he was tasting a carefully cooked dish and needed to feel it carefully bit by bit.
She said: "Since my days in the palace, I have not been easy to bully for so many years, but sometimes I feel like a living creature like a turtle, always wanting to hide... I have not been around my parents and brothers since I was a child.
I entered the palace at a very young age. The people in the palace were not very kind to the humble little palace maids. If I offended the eunuchs or any concubines, they would have no way to redress their grievances even after death. They were worse than ordinary people. I walked over step by step,
I often deceive and be deceived, fight with others, and never dare to come out of my back. Until I meet you again, I really don’t want to deceive you in the slightest, or break my promise in the slightest... Since I made my promise before
To reward you..."
She raised her head and looked at Zhang Ning's face, her eyes hurting: "Don't think I didn't understand what you just said...what do you want?"
"I..." Zhang Ning said hurriedly, "You have already rewarded me, and now I don't expect anything more. This is good. With the relationship we have, we never have to worry about you leaving or losing you."
He passed by Yao Ji and went to lift the cloth in front of the Buddha statue. "It's not a false sentiment, and it's nothing shameful." Perhaps in Zhang Ning's feelings, Yao Ji is a god. He has never been obsessed with it.
With such an aura, she exuded an unfathomable and extremely strong feeling; but after he felt an even rarer emotion, he suppressed his unreasonable impulse.
Yao Ji was slightly moved, licked her smooth and soft red lips, glanced at the jade Buddha statue, and said: "Change the place, I have something to say to you, you come to my room."
Zhang Ning's emotions had just calmed down, but when he heard the call to go to her room, he couldn't help but start thinking wildly. Naturally, he would not refuse, so he followed Yao Ji out of the study and walked along the corridor to the upper room.
From a distance, one or two attendants could be seen wandering around in the corridor occasionally. The two entered the room, but saw Xiaoyue, who was serving Yao Ji's daily life, inside. Yao Ji said in a majestic tone: "You stand guard at the door, I have something to do."
Want to say."
Xiaoyue obediently bent her knees and said, "Yes, Master."
Yao Ji opened the bead curtain in front of Nuan Pavilion, turned around and said softly: "Come in." Zhang Ning hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Yes." He followed and walked in, and asked her: "What do you want to say to me?
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Yao Ji hesitated for a moment, maintaining the dignified expression just now and said: "I asked the waiters to collect some things one after another, but I couldn't ask for help. Last time, my hands were worn out and the skin was worn out trying to saw the chair.
It took me a few months to get back to my original state... Please help me this time."
Zhang Ning felt short of breath, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied dully: "Yes." Yao Ji turned around and said: "Take off the chain for me. The door to the wing is locked, and the key is on the chain."
He simply didn't have the courage to refuse any request from Yao Ji, or he didn't want to refuse, so he raised his hand obediently and wanted to help her get the necklace. Zhang Ning was more than half a head taller than Yao Ji, so it was originally an easy task.
But her necklace was worn inside her clothes, so he could only carefully open the collar before he could do anything. When the skin on the back of her neck was exposed to Zhang Ning's eyes, his hand holding the collar trembled for some reason.
With smooth and fair skin, he could even see the fine hairs from a close distance, and the slightly fragrant smell rushed straight from his nose to his forehead. He finally found the necklace, and when he went to pick it up, Zhang Ning had already removed it from the collar in a condescending manner.
He could see the cleavage under the clothes, and the soft curves were looming under the cover of the silk material. He had no intention of peeping, but looking at the buckle on the necklace, he couldn't help but see the wonderful scenery.
.The soft curve formed by the fat climbed "highly" from top to bottom, but soon the curvature was blocked by the tube top under the coat, making people unable to help but daydream about the unseen parts.
In fact, he had seen the whole pair of white rabbits, but too much time had passed. He couldn't help but try to recall, but he still couldn't recall the whole picture.