A candle was lit in front of the low table, and the dim candle light reflected on his face, soft and quiet.
Wu Weiâanâs appearance is not amazing. He is like plain boiled water, like plain porridge and  pickled vegetables.
For example, some girls have a face that is very family friendly, with a peaceful and quiet temperament which gives others the feeling that she can be a good wife and a good mother.
And Wu Weiâanâs appearance is similar to this, like those gentle scholars that worked at a private school, who care for their wives and children when they return home.
Itâs just that under his pen, a sharp word of âkillâ appeared on the paper.
Wu Weiâan put the letter away, raised his head and smiled gracefully: âItâs so late already. Yun Niang hasnât slept yet?â
Ji Yunxi approached slowly, ignoring his greetings, and knelt down on the futon beside him.
She threw the bag of silver in her hand at him.
Wu Weiâan stretched out his hand, caught it accurately, weighed it in the palm of his hand, and then properly put it into his arms: âI walked around at the juncture of life and death tonight, but it was only two hundred taels.â
He is sadfishing just for money.
Ji Yunxi ruthlessly dismantled him: âI always thought that your acting was very good, but tonightâs performance was not very good.â
Wu Weiâan sighed: âI really canât spit it out.â
Ji Yunxi didnât wear much and fixed the clothes on her body: âMy two brothers are not stupid. They should have seen something wrong.â
Hearing this, Wu Weiâanâs eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly.
He gently stroked the pulse on his own hand, and then stretched his sleeve a little longer to cover his white wrist that hides terrifying power: âGenerally speaking, people who are good at poison are not good at medicine. Your Sixth Brotherâ¦â
Ji Yunxi heard what he meant: âSixth Brother is good at poison and also medicine.â
Wu Weiâan chuckled lightly: âThis is rare.â
âHe often uses the wrong poison, so he has to be good at medicine.â Ji Yunxi sighed lightly.
Her sixth brother, Ji Mingyan, is a man who lacks a tendon in his mind. He has been committed to pitting people without taking responsibility for it since he was a child. Whatâs more, he always forgets the pain after he gets rid of the scar.
Itâs gotten better over the years. When he was young, he used to trap his older and younger brothers, and his sisters to the point of almost dying. Then weeping and sobbing, madly trying all kinds of ways again to make up for it. In the end, he developed a good medical skill and also a good poison skill.
This is why, when he makes poisons, he must make the antidote too.
Ji Yunxi watched Wu Weiâanâs small movements calmly and asked: âDid Sixth Brother touch your pulse?â
Wu Weiâan hummed.
Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows and said: âWhatâs so special about your pulse?â
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Wu Weiâan looked up at her: âSometimes itâs not good to know too much.â
Ji Yunxi let out a nonchalant oh sound.
According to the routine of ordinary novels, this pulse is either a pulse that is invulnerable to all poisons, or it is a pulse that has been hit by some severe poison before and canât be solved for a while, and the method of fighting poison with poison is used to suppress the pulse that may break out at any time.
This kind of plot usually happens to the male lead in the book.
However, Wu Weiâan is not the male lead, but just a subordinate of the male lead.
But then again, the subordinate is already such a big villain. Then, doesnât that make the Fifth Prince who is the male lead even more arrogant?
Itâs just a pity that she cut it ahead of the other party. She is the one raising such a big villain now.
Ji Yunxi gently reminded: âBut your pulse is very special, my Sixth Brother must have felt it.â
Wu Weiâan pinched his eyebrows and stared at her: âI regret it a little now.â
Ji Yunxi understood what he meant and smiled: âAn Lang, once you get on some ships, it wonât be so easy to get off.â
Wu Weiâan regretted agreeing to the marriage with her, and regretted being so close to the Ji family.
But Ji Yunxiâs money is not something he can take if he wants, and return to her if he wants to.
It seemed that there was only a gust of wind passing by, but the next moment, the person who was sitting behind the low table before, suddenly appeared in front of Ji Yunxi.
The distance between the two was very close now.