The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

06

Just as the two of them were supporting each other and preparing to walk back to the room, they heard a knock on the door. Xiji was a little surprised. A group of people just left, so why would someone come knocking on the door now?

Young Master? Mo Shu's voice sounded very uneasy, but it made sense. After what he had just experienced, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was like a frightened bird.

Although Xiji was also frightened by what happened just now, he changed his mind and realized that the assassin had been caught, and guards should be stationed at their door again. If it were not for the people in this mansion, no one could get close to their small courtyard at this time.

Thinking of this, I still plucked up the courage to go to the door and asked loudly: Who is it?

Someone outside the door immediately responded: I was sent by the butler, and I'm here to deliver something to you, sir.

Hearing this, Xiji opened the door after some hesitation. After leaving a crack in the door and seeing the guards standing outside, he let out a long sigh and opened the door wide.

Then they saw the servant who claimed to be the butler who brought something to them. The servant looked young, and with a smile on his face he handed the thing in his hand directly to Xiji, and said with a smile: This is what the butler asked me to give to you, young master, I hope you will accept it.

For no apparent reason, a basket of things was handed to Xiji. He was still a little confused as to what was going on, but he still thanked the person, closed the door, and went in.

"Sir, what's in here?" Mo Shu, who had always been by Xiji's side and ready to protect him, looked at the thing in his master's hand with some curiosity and asked in confusion.

I don't know either. Xiji also found it very strange.

When they arrived at the inner room and lifted the white cloth covering the basket, they saw a few pieces of clean gauze and two porcelain bottles inside.

Looking at these, Xiji could guess what these things were. What he didn't understand was why the butler gave him these things.

I just stopped thinking about it because I couldn't figure it out. It just so happened that he and Mo Shu also needed these medicines. I would keep these favors in my heart and wait for the opportunity to repay them someday.

At this time, the butler, who had not yet gone to bed, was sitting in his own steward's room, thinking about the message his colleague had given him, and was puzzled as to whether Wang, who had always been a man and a woman, had finally come to his senses, and that was why he valued that young man so much.

Otherwise, according to Wang's past practices, he would not care whether there was anything wrong with the small, shabby house, and he would not specifically mention it and ask the people behind to fix it up.

But if that was the case, did it mean that the boy had caught the king's eye? If I let him continue to live there, would the king punish me? But if I moved him out and found a better place to live, the king didn't have that intention, wouldn't that make me seem like I was meddling in other people's business?

Alas, the butler felt that there were no clear instructions, and felt that everything he did was wrong. Today was still a headache. Finally, the distressed butler decided to wait and see what would happen in the future, and pay more attention to the dynamics between the two, so that he could understand the king's mind.

Although the night passed without any danger, Xiji still had a deep shadow in his heart. After washing up, the two went back to their own rooms to sleep. However, Xiji did not sleep well that night and had nightmares all night.