Ning Ge quickly took a battle bath and lay down on the bed tiredly.

The fifteen minutes of pressing Ji Sheng is not a simple massage, but a highly focused and precise treatment for acupuncture points. The method is still with an old Chinese medicine practitioner who is over 120 years old but looks no more than 70. Because she bowed her head to do experiments all year round, she fell into a very serious cervical spondylosis, and she had to take painkillers every day to continue the experiment, until she learned this technique, she asked her assistant to press her every day, which was considered a relief.

Ji Sheng has cervical spondylosis, which she also knows from Ji Ningge's memory.

In his memory, Ji Ningge saw Ji Sheng secretly rubbing his neck more than once, and his hands and feet were numb, making it difficult to walk. The heir of the Ji family is not so easy to be. If you haven't become the head of the Ji family for a day, you have to keep your skin tight and can't relax. After all, he is not an only child, and there are five siblings up and down.

Shenzhou Kingdom is traditionally patriarchal in inheritance, that is, Ji Sheng's sisters have a much smaller chance of inheriting the head of the family, but he also has an elder brother and two younger brothers, staring at the position under his ass with fierce eyes.

Therefore, Ji Sheng's life on weekdays is definitely not easy, and if he makes a mistake, it is likely that he will lose the existing rights in his hands.

……

This night, Ning Ge slept very unsteadily.

From the time she fell asleep until dawn, she kept dreaming.

The content of the dream was very messy, and after Ning Ge woke up, she thought about it for a long time, and she couldn't figure it out, but there was a scene she memorized. It was six-year-old Ji Ningge holding her mother's posthumous photo, huddled in the corner of the room and cried. And at the door where she couldn't see, Ji Sheng looked at her with pity and shame.

"Damn it! These memories are endless, and my head is going to explode. Ning Ge raised his hand and pounded his head hard, and got out of bed depressed.

Originally, I wanted to sleep lazily, but because of Ji Ningge's memory, I didn't have a good night's sleep, so it was better not to sleep.

I opened the curtains and saw a dazzling red sun rising.

The hopeful scenery finally makes up for some of the physical and mental exhaustion.

"Huh? Is that? Ning Ge's gaze fell on the mint bushes in the garden.

Lin Miao, who was wearing pink and yellow chiffon pajamas, was holding scissors to cut mint. Handfuls of mint were cut off by hand, and the mint branches and leaves were thrown on the ground by her.

The maid on the side didn't dare to say anything, but hurriedly stuffed the mint she cut into the trash can.

Ning Ge directly pushed open the window and shouted to Lin Miao with a smile: "It's been hard work Aunt Lin this morning, I just want to clean them up." ”

Lin Miao, who was cutting mint, was startled when she heard Ning Ge's sudden shout, and then let out a miserable scream, "Ah-"

The servant who was stuffing mint into the trash can was so frightened that he fell when he saw Ning Ge find out! This second lady is usually very good at serving, but as long as this piece of mint is involved, she is a witch, and no one dares to provoke her. Thinking of this, the few mint leaves that were still sticking to his hand were like red-hot soldering irons, and he slapped them off in a panic, and then picked up the broom that was thrown aside and ran to sweep the floor elsewhere. As for why Lin Miao screamed, he didn't dare to look at it at all.

Lin Miao raised her hand, and her green fingers, which were originally white and tender, were now bleeding, and the dripping threads were flowing more and more......

The smile on the corner of Ning Ge's mouth paused slightly, and then the smile became even more sparkling: "The mint planted by my mother only eats mountain spring water and rootless water, and does not like to eat blood, so please Aunt Lin clean it up." ”