The wound medicine in the room was all complete, and Jiang Changxi knew that these were all good wound medicines just by looking at it.

She pursed her lips, her eyelids slightly constricted, and she couldn't see the look in her eyes.

Fu Xingzhou was seriously injured, the wound was long and deep, Jiang Changxi was afraid that it would hurt him too much when he took the medicine, so he simply pierced him to death with a needle.

In addition, Jiang Changxi could also guess that most of his body was made by himself, he was both frightened and annoyed, he didn't take it lightly, and if he pricked it with a needle, Fu Xingzhou would be unconscious, and he didn't wake up no matter how Jiang Changxi tossed him.

Qingrong handed her medicine and gauze or something on the side, and she was shocked to see it, I really didn't know whether to say that the girl was too ruthless or to sympathize with Fu Gongzi.

After cleaning up, most of the hour had passed, Qingsong brought clean water to clean her hands, Jiang Changxi walked to the table, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone had been prepared on the table, and even the ink was ground open.

"......" Jiang Changxi looked at Han Weici and was silent for a long time, facing the position where Han Weici gave up, it was not to sit or not to sit.

On the contrary, Han Weici was calmer than anyone else, sat down in the position next to him, and helped her set up the pen, "Don't you want to prescribe a prescription?" ”

“…… Well. "At this time, it doesn't seem like it's good to say anything.

This kind of helplessness is a little different from the helplessness when he is embarrassed, Jiang Changxi doesn't dare to look directly at Han Weizhi, and he is always a little weak-hearted.

"Write it." Han Weici nodded to the table with a good temper and motioned for her to sit: "Although Beizhuang is remote, there are medicinal herbs in the pharmacy that should be there. ”

Jiang Changxi was stunned for a moment, his heart was not gone, and he was still surprised, especially Han Weiqi's confident appearance.

She hasn't written anything, and he's so confident? A remote village, the owner's family may not come once a year, and the pharmacy will be so complete?

However, as soon as she thought of the box she used for Fu Xingzhou, Jiang Changxi silently swallowed the question back, sat down in the position assigned to her by Han Weici, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote a prescription.

Fang Zi handed it over to Qingrong, she stayed in this village for a while, and she was barely familiar with the layout of the other village.

Jin Feng left with Qing Rong, and Qing Song stayed to take care of Fu Xingzhou, and he didn't make a sound to disturb the two masters who were speechless at the desk.

Jiang Changxi silently cleaned up the pen and ink on the table, Han didn't bother her, one hand on his lap, and the other hand on the desk to support his head to look at her.

Without blinking, his eyes looked at her mildly and bewilderedly.

Jiang Changxi was silent, silent again, his head was lowered and lowered, and he was about to be buried in the ink, but Han Weixi still stared at her for a moment.

"No, you ......" Can you stop staring at her like that!

Jiang Changxi couldn't stand it for the first time, raised his head, pursed his lips, and looked at him with a sad expression.

"Well, what?" Han Weiqi was like he didn't know what was going on, obviously his eyes were full of smiles, but he could still put on a serious puzzled expression.

"......" Jiang Changxi admitted defeat, weakly, almost blurted out: "I, I'm hungry......"

"......" Jiang Changxi, who didn't know what he was talking about, wanted to slap himself to death.

Han didn't think that what she blurted out was such a sentence, and after being stunned for a moment, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she didn't mean to laugh at her: "What you want to eat, I'll let someone make it for you." ”

Han Weiqi raised his hand to take away the pen and ink in her hand, the rice paper was put aside, and the desktop was immediately neat, and he pulled Jiang Changxi around the desk and went to the door.

Qingsong lowered his head and heard the voice of someone who had walked away talking in a low voice.

"Let's drink a fish soup, it's all freshly caught river fish, and the fish soup is fresh."

"Do you want to taste the three freshness, let people pick it now, it must be more delicious than the city......

"I remember you love to eat small crispy pork ......"

Jiang Changxi was led away by Han Weiqi, listening to him recite the names of the dishes, everything was her favorite food.

Jiang Changxi was even more silent, grabbed Han Weiqi with his backhand, and tilted his head: "Let's talk." ”

"Hmm." Han Weiqi didn't have a big reaction, nodded and agreed, "Let's go to the study to talk?" ”

Even if it's just another village, there is still a study.

Jiang Changxi has no opinion.

Han Weici called the steward of Beizhuang and asked him to memorize the names of a few dishes to prepare, during which he asked Jiang Changxi again if there was anything he wanted to eat.

Jiang Changxi has the heart to eat now, shook his head and said no.

Han nodded and took Jiang Changxi to the study.

The study room is not very large, but a bookcase, a few chairs, and a bookshelf, simple and elegant.

Probably because it is often cleaned, the study is also very clean.

Pushing open half of the window, you can see the small courtyard behind, with a circle of potted plants around the root of the wall, blooming small rose-red flowers that Jiang Changxi didn't recognize.

The scenery is elegant, the windows are bright, and people are in a good mood at a glance and unconsciously relaxed.

Han Weiqi hugged her behind him, his head rested on her shoulder, the whole person was like no bones, and half of his body weight was pressed on her.

Feeling the weight from his shoulders, Jiang Changxi felt that his heart had been compacted, down-to-earth, and very reassuring.

She snorted: "You are very heavy! ”

Saying that, she didn't push him with her hand, and let him hold it like this.

She snuggled into his arms and leaned on each other.

"I've known Fu Xingzhou for six years." Jiang Changxi rested his hand on the window and slowly began to recall: "I met on the day I left the Hou Mansion to go to Spring City. He was wounded, and he escaped from the pursuit and hid in my carriage, and went with me to Spring City. ”

At that time, Fu Xingzhou was seriously injured, and the long-term torture made his whole body out of shape, and the hand holding her neck was obviously as thin as a chicken claw, but her strength was amazing, with a desperate ruthlessness.

It was the darkness and sadness that was ruthless that made Jiang Changxi smell the same kind of smell.

Maybe it was because she was favored by her grandmother and was able to see the sunshine again, Jiang Changxi felt compassion for him, took people back to Spring City, and hid in her Yifang Pavilion for more than half a year.

This is how her relationship with Fu Xingzhou was formed.

Jiang Changxi only learned about Fu Xingzhou's specific experience later, Qingsong was afraid that Fu Xingzhou would be unfavorable to her, so he checked Fu Xingzhou's origin without authorization, and found the head of Xu Nan'an of Xun'an Hou's Mansion.

Later, Fu Xingzhou took the initiative to tell Jiang Changxi about his grievances with Xu Nan'an, as well as the dirty things Xu Nan'an had done to him, and he was determined to take revenge.

However, before taking revenge, Fu Xingzhou brought his mother's ashes back to Xuanlang. When there is news of him again, Fu Xingzhou has already become Xuanlang's general.

"I was going to tell you, but I didn't get the chance." Jiang Changxi explained dryly.

Han Weiqi was very calm until she finished speaking, and she didn't say 'um' without any emotion, buried her head in her neck socket, rubbed it, and felt like she was coquettish.

"So you've known each other so early." The voice was muffled and a little sour.

Why did he know Jiang Changxi so late, didn't appear in her life earlier, didn't protect her in his arms earlier, let her go to Spring City alone, and made her suffer so much.

Although Han Weixi's focus was a little crooked, it did not prevent Jiang Changxi from understanding his mood.

She smiled slowly, gently and gently, gentle and demure, leaned back, leaning herself on him.

"It's okay, anyway, it's only you who will accompany me for the rest of my life."

Everyone has their own life, only them, and the future life belongs to each other.

It has nothing to do with the morning or night of acquaintance, and it has nothing to do with the length of time.

For the rest of my life, I'm just yours.

"When I'm done with mine, let's talk about yours." Jiang Changxi was tired of standing, so he sat down on the soft couch beside him, picked up the tea, and spoke softly.

"......" Han Weici's face froze.

Jiang Changxi took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Did you make any agreement with Fu Xingzhou?" ”

Since Han Weiqi didn't know where to start, Jiang Changxi helped him get started.

It turned out that it had already been seen through.

Han Weici felt a little weird in his heart, looking at Jiang Changxi's demure face, this feeling of being seen through was actually quite good.

He coughed lightly and explained in a low voice, "It's just cooperation." ”

Jiang Changxi glanced at Han Weiqi quietly.

Han Wei: "......"

"Remember the bones of the Earth Rotting Gu?"

"Yes." How can you not remember, let alone rot Gu, even the white bone plague in Lizhou is vivid, and it is difficult to forget.

Having said that, Han Wei did not hide it, "The Xuanlang Mission's visit to Dahong this time is for the sake of that skeleton. ”

Is that skeleton still related to Xuan Lang? This was something Jiang Changxi did not expect. However, she also had some faint impressions, such as the carry-on of the bones, among which there was a sachet, and the embroidery on it did look a little like the pattern on Xuan Lang's side.

She thought it was a coincidence and didn't think much about it at the time, but now it seems that that person may have been a Xuanlang person before his death, and his status in Xuanlang may not be low.

"This person is related to the Xuanlang royal family?" In addition, Jiang Changxi couldn't think of any reason for Xuan Lang to send an envoy to test it.

Even Fu Xingzhou was sent out, and the Xuanlang royal family also attached great importance to this skeleton.

Han Wei turned his head, and when he saw that she had a cup of tea, he naturally got up and took the teapot, refilled another cup for her, and then sat down and said: "Six years ago, the eldest prince of Xuanlang secretly infiltrated Dahong, and since then there has been no news and no trace. ”

After the disappearance of the eldest prince of Xuan Lang in Dahong, Xuan Lang visited Dahong many times under the pretext of not having any results, but unfortunately there was no result, and the relationship between Dahong and Xuan Lang became worse and worse, even to the point of meeting each other in the end.

It's just that the great prince of Xuanlang disappeared after secretly infiltrating Dahong, and there is no customs clearance paperwork, and the reason for the battle between the two armies is absurd, so few people know about it.

"Xiang Liangqing once asked people to bring the relics of the bones to Xuanlang for an unannounced visit, and was recognized by an old palace maid in the Xuanlang Palace who went out to purchase as the things of the eldest prince, and Fu Xingzhou also confirmed that there is a chance that the skeleton is the eldest prince."

Even if it is not, the bones must be someone close to the eldest prince in order to get the eldest prince's belongings.

And the eldest prince has not returned to his homeland for many years, and the possibility of being alive is very small.

Jiang Changxi took a sip of tea, barely able to sort things out, she sighed: "I didn't expect Fu Xingzhou to be a warm-hearted person and take care of this matter." ”

From the beginning, there was no name of Fu Xingzhou on the documents of the Xuanlang Mission, and she thought that Fu Xingzhou was simply coming for Xu Nan'an, who knew that there was a reason for this.

Han Weici glanced at her, and also took a sip of the teacup, his voice was a little cold: "You have to know who the eldest prince is here for, so you won't say that." ”