Jiang Chengjia smiled at her and replied, "It's because I'm not sure what the connection is, that I need your help... Zhao Fu said that he had a younger brother who was forcibly incorporated into the army by Sun Chi, the Taishou of Wuling County, at the age of thirteen... Later, he died due to various things, and his description completely coincides with the past of Candle Shadow, which is so similar that I don't think it's a coincidence. Mu Yun, I think that Candle Shadow is Zhao Fu's little brother, but this is just speculation, I need to confirm it.

Zhao Fu loves his little brother very much, and he must remember his appearance. Candle Shadow has followed me and my brother since I was sixteen years old, and my appearance has not changed much. My guess is good... Zhao Fu must be able to recognize the candle shadow.

Mu Yun, what I need you to do is to let Zhao Fu meet with the candle shadow. ”

"It's easy." Mu Yun patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, it's on me." ”

Jiang Chengjia nodded, grabbed Mu Yun's hands, and smiled, but the doubts in his eyes became more and more heavy.

The two chatted for a long time before they went back to their rooms to rest. Jiang Chengjia went to the south courtyard, and Qianshan followed closely. She was quite helpless, waving her hand and wanting Qianshan to go down to rest. After all, for her sake, Qianshan also stayed awake for several nights, and her red and swollen eye sockets and bruises under her eyes also made her feel a little guilty and distressed. But the girl refused to go back to the house to rest, and followed closely behind her, for fear that something would happen to her again.

She persuaded for a long time, but to no avail, she didn't bother to continue to persuade her. When she walked to the house, it was already evening, and the sky was getting dark, and there was a faint candlelight coming from the paper window, but the room was strangely quiet, and the people inside seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Chengjia quietly pushed open the door and crept in, Qianshan was about to follow up, but she glared at her fiercely, and then heard her lower voice and said, "You dare to enter the bedroom?" Am I indulging you too much on weekdays? ”

Qianshan's cheeks flushed, a hint of embarrassment appeared in a pair of clear eyes, and she smiled innocently, "Don't be angry, master, just stay outside the house." ”

Jiang Chengjia didn't say anything, and closed them angrily, in fact, he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart. With a sun-like smile on her lips, she shook her head, was silent for a moment, and walked towards the bed.

The gauze tent was draped from the top of the beam, and a faintly slender figure lay motionless in it.

Ning Nan was sleeping soundly, she carefully lifted the gauze tent, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him who was unusually quiet and showed an unsuspecting face, her eyes showed a trace of tenderness, bent down and stroked his cheek, looking at it with a smile, a little obsessed.

She watched for a while, then gradually came back to her senses, remembered his injury, and lightly lifted the quilt, quietly untied his clothes, and stripped off his robe. Seeing that the long cloth he tied to his body had oozed blood, he couldn't help frowning, and was about to change the dressing for him, but the person on the bed moved his brows, and slowly opened his eyes, with a little hazy in his slightly red eyes, he said a little unwell, "Who is it?" He didn't see the person in front of him clearly, as if he was still asleep, so he muttered in a daze.

Jiang Chengjia rarely saw him like this, so he gently coaxed, "Junhou, it's me." She leaned on his shoulder, smiling.

Ning Nan was confused, frowned dissatisfiedly, pursed his lips slightly, and closed his eyes again to ignore Jiang Chengjia.

She couldn't help but laugh, leaned her head forward, stretched out a hand, and wiped it on his pursed lips like a dragonfly, and then saw his brows squeezed together again, stretched out the tip of her tongue and quickly licked his dry lips, and fell asleep again.

His childlike appearance in a dream made Jiang Chengjia feel both funny and soft. He is usually too defensive, his posture is stern and silent, and he is already kind to her, gentle as water.

It's not that Jiang Chengjia hasn't seen how he treats his servants, and it's not an exaggeration to say that his usual attitude can freeze people into ice cubes. At this time, she put down all defensive postures, and fell asleep without any scruples, she was a little reluctant to wake him up.

She rested for a while, and when she saw that he was not ready to wake up, she lay down beside him and fell asleep.

She stared at the lanyard hanging from the roof beams with her eyes open, calmed out her breathing, and gradually fell asleep.

There was silence in the house, except for the sound of the two of them breathing slowly. The Qingjiao copper furnace burns with elegant incense, and the smoke is clear.

Ning Nan opened his eyes again, it was already late at night, and there was unbearable hunger in his stomach, and he gurgled and screamed. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to get up, moving slightly, but found that Jiang Chengjia didn't know when he entered the room, and was sleeping soundly beside him at the moment, his fair cheeks were red from sleep, and the whole person shrank on the edge of the couch, and he didn't dare to approach him.

He was obviously stunned, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his heart was warm, so he stretched out his arms, hugged her waist, and gently hooked him into his arms. Ning Nan looked at her red face worriedly, couldn't help but feel ready to move, leaned her lips over, and dropped a kiss on her cheek, her eyes were doting.

Ning Nan carried her inside, covered her with a mattress, and then stretched out a long leg, carefully crossed over from her, sat on the edge of the bed, and was about to put on her shoes, only then did she find that her clothes had been taken off clean. He lowered his head and stared at the blood oozing from the strip of cloth before he realized that Xu was Jiang Chengjia who took off his clothes for him, probably wanting to change the dressing for him, but he was afraid of waking himself up, so he could only wait aside.

He smiled like a star in his eyes, glanced back at her delicate, and shook his head helplessly.

Ning Nan stood up, put on the robe placed aside, and prepared to call the inn's junior two to prepare some food. As soon as he reached the door, he heard a vague murmur from the couch, and then a petite figure came out of the bedding, with a slightly messy bun and a pair of hazy eyes looking at him. She snorted, and the mist in her eyes turned into tears and slipped down the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Chengjia was a little sluggish, staring at the figure fixed in front of the door for a long time before reacting, so he called out coquettishly, "Erlang is awake?" ”

Ning Nan's hand on the latch of the door was gently retracted, and after a slight pause in place, he raised his foot and walked towards her again. He hummed lowly, stepped over to her in three or two steps, sat down on the couch, and smiled, "Did I wake you up?" ”

Jiang Chengjia shook his head, arched his nose slightly, rubbed his eyes, and said in a glutinous voice, "No." ”

He smiled, stretched out his hand, hugged her who was still in a daze, hugged her lightly, and said softly, "When did Madame come back, I don't even know at all?" ”

"Well, you're sleeping too deeply. I thought, these days you are tired, so I don't dare to alarm you. Jiang Chengjia was already sitting on his lap when he reacted, so he reddened his earlobes slightly, lowered his head and explained honestly.

"Do you want to go back to sleep?" Ning Nan asked in a low voice, his voice as warm as water.

"I'm not sleeping." Jiang Chengjia smiled. At that moment, a gurgling call rang out in her ears. She was slightly stunned, turned her head to look at Ning Nanwu, and saw a blush creeping up his cheek from his earlobe.

Ning Nan coughed a little embarrassedly and explained, "I slept for a long time and woke up hungry." ”

Seeing that he was a little flustered, Jiang Chengjia couldn't help laughing and said, "What is the prince panicking about? Isn't it normal to be hungry? ”

Xu is he has never been like this in front of people, Ning Nan often has a cold face in the mansion, looking very majestic, but at this moment, he was blushed by the sudden scream from his stomach, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

She looked at him, Ning Nan coughed again, and was ready to put her down, but before he could speak, Jiang Chengjia automatically got up from his lap and stood up, and said with a smile, "I'll prepare some medicinal food for Erlang." ”

Ning Nan was stunned at first, and then said with a look of disappointment, "I can only eat... Medicinal diet? ”

Jiang Chengjia saw his slightly aggrieved look, so he grinned and said, "What does the prince want to eat?" ”

"It's bitter in my mouth, and I want to eat some meat." Ning Nan sighed softly.

Jiang Chengjia immediately shook his head and said, "Don't do it, don't mess around." ”

Ning Nan pursed his lips worriedly, remained silent, and fell silent. Jiang Chengjia smiled, took his hand and whispered, "Although you can't eat vegetarian food, but... I can make vegetarian food taste like chicken, duck and fish... It can also make Erlang relieve his cravings. ”

"Vegetarian food makes chicken, duck and fish taste like meat? Where does this begin? Ning Nan threw a confused look at Jiang Chengjia.

Jiang Chengjia smiled and said, "The prince is waiting in the room, and I will come when I go." She patted him on the shoulder, her eyes shining with a hint of mystery.

With her to make a meal, Ning Nan didn't want to look for the inn Xiaoer anymore, and she was very curious about what tricks she was going to make, so she wanted to follow, but saw Jiang Chengjia turn her head and glared at him, and said angrily, "Junhou sit down and rest!" Don't move! So he hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed and watched Jiang Chengjia go out.

The door was gently closed, Ning Nan was a little bored in the process of waiting, so he went to the inn to find a roll of bamboo slips on the small wooden shelf next to the screen in the wing room, lit the oil lamp next to the bed, lowered his head and looked at the ancient scroll in his hand, but for some reason happened to find a volume of "Tianrui", which is a volume in the "Chongxu Zhenjing", ("Chongxu Zhenjing" was originally known as Liezi, the old title Zhou Lie Yukou wrote, is the classic work of the early Huang Lao Taoist, is a compilation of Liezi, Liezi disciples and Liezi later learning works, according to recent research, or said to be written in the Warring States Period, Or it is said that it was made for the Wei and Jin people, and the opinions are different. Due to the needs of the plot here, borrow it, in order to avoid misleading situations, I will explain it first, and I hope you will know. So I was surprised, in a small town inn like Quanling, how could there be a scroll on the high shelf of idle scrolls that told the Tao of Liezi and his people? This book is not easy to obtain, there are not many people in the Great Wei Shangdao, since the former Wei Wu Emperor deposed the hundred schools, and respected Confucianism alone, the scholars of the later dynasties are all dedicated to the Tao of Confucius and Mencius, and the words of Dong Fuzi are respected. Although there are endless theories of different theories, they are also hidden and explored by the upper class aristocracy.

Quanling is just a county town under Jingzhou, and it is far away from the capital. If it is said that the big families in the city have the ancient book of "Chongxu Zhenjing", but the place where he is now is just an ordinary inn, although it is indeed the largest one in the Quanling, but the wing room where he lives is just an ordinary bungalow. Because he told Ji Xianzhi not to report his identity, and it happened to be in short supply in the inn, he lived in the middle room of the north wing.

If it is said that there is this book in the small building of the annex specially built for the noble clan in the inn... But at the moment, there is no way that such books can be placed in this middle room. The size of the middle house is ordinary, and the people who usually live there are only a few wealthy small scholar families or rich peasants. And "Chong Xuan Zhenjing" since Emperor Wu of Wei, although the people have not been widely banned from recycling, but listen to the meaning of respect for Confucianism, the common people do not dare to take out even if they have this true volume at home, and there are continuous wars, the reason for changing the dynasty, over time, the real books that remain in the world today, but more than 600 volumes, a complete "Chongxu Zhenjing" has more than 100 volumes, there are only five in this world, and almost all of them are in the hands of nobles.

His husband has a whole volume in his hand, and Mr. believes in the Tao, which is now everyone on the altar, and Mr. likes the volume of "Tianrui" the most.

Ning Nan thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly untied the rope tied to the ancient bamboo scroll, opened it, and sure enough, he saw a thin book silk sandwiched in it, which looked a little yellow. When he opened it again, he saw a line of crazy and heroic handwriting, which had an uninhibited domineering spirit, and the pen was flowing smoothly in one go. It is an insight and commentary on the article "Worrying about the Sky" in the ancient scroll.