The boy's hand, just enough to wrap her hand.

Inexplicably gives a very reassuring feeling.

Luo Ci suddenly said, "Senior brother...Is the villa not allowed to enter casually?"

Chu Zhi paused, "Well, the people outside are not familiar with the road, and the master has set up a formation, and those who are not proficient in mysterious arts cannot enter."

"Does everyone in the villa know how to get in and out?" At this time, she was like a hundred thousand whys, and her curiosity was very strong.

The teenager looked down at her and shook his head, "Only after leaving the school can you go down the mountain alone, otherwise you can only rely on the elders or other senior brothers and sisters to lead."

"That is to say, if someone breaks into the villa, is there a reason for the thief?"

Chu Zhi paused for a while, "Why did you think of this?"

"It's all said in the book. For example, the sect master and junior brother are not willing to let the master give the sect master to the senior brother, and want to be the sect master, so they teamed up with outsiders to sneak up on the throne..."

She was chattering, thinking of something again, and continued, "It's like that dragon chair, so many people still think about it—"

A slender white hand covered her mouth, her voice was low, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh."

She immediately obediently kept quiet.

Luo Ci knew that under the premise of a natural protective barrier, Lingwu Villa still disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and no one mentioned it again, only because of betrayal by someone inside.

Since she returned to ten years ago, she must find a way to change the ending of Lingwu Villa.

It's just that she can't directly remind her, she can only hint at the debris in this way, so that he can start cleaning up the interior of the villa to avoid the tragic situation of destroying the villa.

However, the conversation just now was too hasty.

Probably afraid that she hadn't reminded her in place, she whispered again, "Senior brother, will this happen to our villa?"

As soon as the voice fell, a thunderbolt appeared in the sky, and a loud thunder appeared, as if warning something.

Luo Ci was frightened by the sudden thunderbolt. After all, she was thinking about how to prevent Lingwu Villa from being invaded by the enemy. If she was caught off guard, she was easily scared.

Chu Zhi stretched out his hand to cover her ears, and his dark pupils were slightly suspicious. There was rarely heavy rain here, not many thunderstorms, and thunderstorms like this one were even rarer.

Putting away the doubts in his heart, he said slowly, "It's alright."

As for what she said in a low voice, Chu Zhi silently wrote it down. If she said that she hadn't paid attention to it before, now that she thinks about it, their villa's restraint on this point is not strong, and it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no accident and let outsiders know the way to the villa.

He had to tell his father.

Chuzhi's courtyard.

There is a large open space in the courtyard. There is a wooden stake on the open space. There are some fist prints and footprints on it. It can be seen that the owner of the stake is a person who is diligent in practicing martial arts.

There is also a weapon rack in the courtyard. There are weapons of various materials on it. They look like they are used by novice people. The weapons are mainly made of wood and bamboo, and only two long swords are made of metal.

The two were standing at the gate of the courtyard. Chu Zhi was about to take her to the room when he heard movement from the yard next door. He turned and looked over, and found several figures he had never seen before in the yard next door.

He looked down at Luo Ci, "Are they from the palace?"

"Yes."

Luo Ci was slightly puzzled, shouldn't the luggage have been put away long ago? Why are you still moving boxes?

She walked towards the yard and asked Mingcui who was busy, "Sister Mingcui, is this my yard?"

Mingcui's face was sweaty, and her breathing was a little short, "It wasn't originally this yard. Later, the owner's wife sent someone to say that the yard was not cleaned up, so she moved her luggage."

When Chu Zhi, who was behind him, heard this conversation, he knew in his heart that his mother liked the little girl, and she was the bloodline left by her mother and junior sister, so she naturally liked it tightly, and even urged him to marry him back.

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly.

His mother had thought too far, they were still young, and she was still seven years away from Jijia.

After seeing Chu Zhi, Mingcui bowed, "I'm going to trouble the young master to take care of my county lord, and the servants have to clean up the room, so I can't serve the county lord."

She mainly placed Luo Ci's objects in the house, and the heavy suitcases were carried by the four of them, so it wasn't too much.

Chu Zhi nodded slightly, took Luo Ci's hand again, and returned to his yard.

After entering the house, Luo Ci found a place to sit and rest, and her body gradually relaxed.

The area of ​​Lingwu Villa is not small. She has walked for a long time, and her feet are sore now.

Before that, she was just trying to be brave. From the beginning to the end, she did not show the slightest discomfort in front of the fragments.

She was also very thirsty. She reached out and grasped the handle of the teapot, trying to pour herself a cup of tea. One hand was a little unsteady in holding the jade teapot full of tea, and she could only use both hands together to prevent it from spilling.

Chu Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly, took the teapot and poured tea for her. She drank two cups in a row to relieve her thirst.

With her head resting on the table, she looked tired and did not have the demeanor that a princess should have.

It's so hard to be a kid.

Children's bodies are also very troublesome, and their strength is always smaller than expected.

she thought silently.

In fact, Chu Zhi didn't know what to do with bringing her to his room, as if he had an idea to push him, wanting her to see his place.

However, when it arrived, suddenly nothing happened.

At this moment, the little girl beside her fell asleep on the table.

The height of this set of tables and chairs is still a bit high for her, and her feet can't step on the ground. This sleeping position makes it easy to fall asleep accidentally.

After hesitating for a moment, the pretty boy carried her to the bed to rest.

He stared at her shoes for a long time, but in the end, cleanliness prevailed. He reached out and slowly dragged her shoes, probably touching the soles of her feet. In her sleep, she frowned and shrank her feet.

He just thought it was because she was ticklish. When she was dragging the other shoe, she noticed it, stretched out her foot and kicked it subconsciously, bumping into his hand, she murmured aggrievedly, "It hurts..."

Because he was close, and he was a martial artist, he heard her words clearly, his eyes were slightly startled, and he looked down at her feet.

This time she took off her socks with extreme care, and the redness and blisters on the soles of her feet were clearly visible.

Chu Zhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

He went out of the room and came back after about two sticks of incense, carrying a wooden bucket filled with hot water in his hand.

He squatted in front of the bed, wet his handkerchief, and wiped her feet, but she seemed to be very ticklish and always moved restlessly.

Chu Zhi could only hold her ankle, restrain her, and then wipe her clean little by little, with a low voice, "It's really troublesome."

After wiping her feet clean, she used a silver needle to puncture the blisters. She was very careful during this time, for fear of hurting her and starting to move.