"Huh?" Jiang Changxi is not a dull person, and before Han didn't mention it, she understood a rough idea: "The eldest prince of Xuanlang is here to find Fu Xingzhou?" "Fu Xingzhou still has a relationship with the Xuanlang royal family.

It's an old thing.

Han Weiqi put down the teacup and said in a quiet tone, "More than ten years ago, when the Xuanlang imperial power was changing, Emperor Xuanlang returned to Beijing to seize power, leaving a dry concubine in the border palace. One of the concubines was pregnant at first, but was kidnapped by horse thieves during the border chaos, and after many inquiries, she learned that the concubine was sold to Dahong by horse thieves. ”

Han Weiqi saw that Jiang Changxi looked a little unable to turn around, so he didn't urge her, and quietly filled her with tea.

The tea is seven points full, the tea soup is clear, and the tea fragrance is overflowing.

Jiang Changxi took a sip of it, "The person who bought the concubine is Xu Nan'an?" "Then the concubine is Fu Xingzhou's mother?"

Han Weiqi nodded, put down the teapot, and sat back beside Jiang Changxi: "Yes." Emperor Xuanlang had already ascended the throne and became emperor at that time, and he couldn't leave Xuanlang casually, so he sent the eldest prince to infiltrate Dahong to investigate. I'm afraid that the eldest prince came all the way and learned some secrets of Xu Nan'an, so he was killed. ”

In the final analysis, the eldest prince came to Dahong to find Fu Xingzhou's mother, and then encountered an accident. Although Fu Xingzhou is dark and paranoid, he is revengeful, but he also attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and he does not want to owe the eldest prince, so he followed the Xuanlang delegation to Dahong, wanting to find out the truth.

Maybe Fu Xingzhou wanted to kill Xu Nan'an so desperately, not just to avenge the revenge of killing his mother and the hatred of bullying in the past.

"What year is the Great Prince?"

Knowing what Jiang Changxi wanted to ask, Han Wei was silent for a moment and said, "Six years ago." ”

Six years ago......

Jiang Changxi closed his eyes.

She met Fu Xingzhou six years ago, and he had just escaped from that demon cave that day, and she took him to Spring City.

Maybe on that day, the eldest prince happened to be in the capital city.

Maybe at some point, they'll pass by.

If his mother hadn't died, if they could have seen each other......

Feeling in a heavy mood for no reason, Jiang Changxi finished drinking the tea in one sip, and suddenly understood Fu Xingzhou's persistence for so many years.

In the final analysis, the eldest prince died for their mother and son.

……

Jiang Changxi didn't have much appetite for dinner, but Han Weiqi stared at the side, she still ate half a bowl of rice and drank half a bowl of fish soup.

Han Weici was barely satisfied at the time, and after the meal, she still asked the kitchen to prepare a few snacks that she loved to eat.

Jiang Changxi went to see Fu Xingzhou, he hadn't woken up yet, and his fever had not subsided.

Jiang Changxi reopened the recipe and asked Qingsong to fry it for him, and then twisted a cold water handkerchief and put it on his forehead, and came over every half an hour to take a look, and the fever subsided when it was almost time.

Jiang Changxi breathed a sigh of relief.

It was very late at night, Han Weiqi took care of affairs in the study, and came over to urge Jiang Changxi to go back to his room to sleep.

"Still worried?" Han Wei took her away, "Your medical skills are excellent, so that you can't even pull back his half life." ”

Saying that, Han Weici muttered with some taste: "You guard him all day long and worry about him, and treat him much better than me." ”

This tone was also sour enough, and Jiang Changxi felt funny for a while: "A patient, worthy of the prince's taste?" ”

"If it's an ordinary patient, it's not like. But he is Fu Xingzhou. Han Weiqi knew that even if Jiang Changxi had always disliked Fu Xingzhou's troubles and loved to get into trouble, he would always treat him differently.

Jiang Changxi and he slowly walked back to the courtyard of the couch, the moonlight was cold, and he climbed over the wall and landed in the courtyard, stretching the figure of the two walking side by side.

Jiang Changxi answered without a pause, very calmly: "For a long time, Fu Xingzhou was my only friend except for Qingrong Qingrong. ”

Even if one person is in Dahong and the other is in Xuanlang, separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, the longest time in five or six years is only the first half year, but Jiang Changxi is serious about Fu Xingzhou's friend.

"And the prince is the one I believe I want to spend the rest of my life together. The prince is different from him, and he can't be compared with the prince. ”

Her expression is serious, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are gentle like water, and the cold moonlight can't match her bright color at this moment.

Han Weiqi didn't think about anything, and he just wanted to tease her when he said something delicious, but now, now......

He stretched out his long arms, took the person tightly into his arms, softly, full of reverence, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and whispered slightly hoarse: "I know ......"

……

On the second day, Jiang Changxi got up early.

Qingsong watched Fu Xingzhou all night last night and was waiting outside the door to report.

Jiang Changxi briefly freshened up, pushed the door and went out, and even Han Wei was in the courtyard with his hands in the courtyard, whispering something to Qingsong.

On the morning of late autumn, the dew had not yet evaporated, and the sun was a little cool, golden and warm, falling on his inky robe, scorching and dazzling.

Hearing the sound behind him, Han Wei turned around and stretched out his hand to her: "Up?" ”

Qing Song arched his hand slightly, and listened to Jiang Changxi's lazy response.

"Aren't you going to Xishan Academy today?" Jiang Changxi handed his hand to Han Weiqi and let him hold it.

Fu Xingzhou hadn't woken up yet, she wasn't at ease, but the matter of Xishan Academy was not over, and there were still a few children left to watch, so she didn't feel at ease, so she could only run around at both ends.

"Let's go early and come back early."

"There's no hurry." Han Weiqi led her to the dining room: "Have breakfast first." ”

There were already people waiting in the dining room, and as soon as Han Weiqi and Jiang Changxi sat down, someone put breakfast on the table.

The simplest white porridge with a few hors d'oeuvres.

Light and simple, it is Jiang Changxi's favorite taste.

"Master sent a letter, saying that the Gu poison in the underground secret room was almost handled, and he wanted to come and see Fu Xingzhou." Han didn't quit to take a sip of porridge, and he didn't have the rule of eating and not saying anything here.

Jiang Changxi swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and only then did he realize that it was Xin Ze who was not resigned.

Regarding Han Weici's name for Xin Ze, Jiang Changxi has not objected, but Han Weici can always find a reason to refute it, and Jiang Changxi didn't want to struggle in the end, and his face was expressionless: "Oh! ”

"Master is here today." Han Weiqi finished drinking a bowl of porridge and did not continue.

He has always used little breakfast, "After we go to the academy, we will go directly to Lindu." After a pause, he spoke again before Jiang Changxi spoke: "Grandmother is worried about you. ”

Thinking about it, she has not returned to Sui'anhou Mansion since the bombing of Anhou Mansion, although she has also handed a letter of peace back, but her grandmother has always loved her, and she will definitely not feel at ease if she doesn't see her.

Jiang Changxi was speechless and obediently responded.

Before going to Xishan Academy, Jiang Changxi went to see Fu Xingzhou, he was still unconscious, but the fever had subsided, and it was a matter of time before he woke up.

For Fu Xingzhou, she was a little worried. But thinking that Xin Ze would come, she was a little less worried.

Leaving Qingsong here - he himself was injured, so he still didn't want to run around with her, Jiang Changxi took Qingrong away.

Jinfeng's car has always been fast and steady, and they rushed back to Xishan Academy according to the way they came, and it was still early when they went up the mountain, and people patrolling back and forth could be faintly seen in the mountains and forests.

Jiang Changxi didn't pay attention to it, and followed Han Weiqi up the mountain, and the first person he bumped into was Steward Jiang.

"Lord Wang, big girl, ......"

Han Weici was quite cold to him, glanced at him, and walked away.

Jiang Changxi: "......"

"Steward Jiang, haven't you come down the mountain yet?"

As soon as it was approved, the people in the academy were almost gone, and the dean, a few children, and Han Wei's subordinates who stayed behind, there were only a few people left in this huge Xishan Academy, and it looked empty.

Steward Jiang also wants to go down the mountain, but they have to go down.

Steward Jiang made a bitter face, "The head of the patrol battalion said that the matter on this side of the academy is not over yet, and the manpower has not yet been deployed, so let's stay for a few more days and help finish it." ”

Although they had the heart to refute, the other party was King Nanxiang's right-hand man, and they were soft-spoken, but they didn't dare to fight each other, so they had to stay and suffer for two more days.

You don't have to think about it to know who came up with the idea, Jiang Changxi was expressionless, and said, "I know", but he didn't let Steward Jiang see what she looked like.

Steward Jiang couldn't determine Jiang Changxi's thoughts, and he didn't dare to say anything else, let alone ask Jiang Changxi to say good things to them, so he had to go back to work stupidly after replying.

Jiang Changxi didn't go to look for Han Weixi, but went to see the children who were left in the academy.

They are all eleven or twelve years old, neither big nor small, and they have read the books of sages for several years, and they are all sensible, although they are also afraid of being left alone, but they still obediently cooperate with the doctors to see a doctor and take medicine.

Jiang Changxi looked at the pulse, and then looked at some of the situations of these children recorded by the doctors from yesterday to today, and had a number in his heart.

"Stay for another two days, and if there are no other symptoms, we can let them go down the mountain and go home." Jiang Changxi returned the notebook to one of the doctors.

The doctor took it and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good." The girl didn't know that there was a child who said she missed her family last night and asked me when I would be able to come home. ”

Jiang Changxi smiled, "It's going to be soon." ”

"Although the Gu poison has been dealt with, we still can't relax in the past two days. Potions should be sprinkled frequently inside and outside the college, ventilation should be paid attention to in the room, and doors and windows must be closed at night, as it is cooler at night on the mountain......"

Han Weiqi finished handling the affairs and came over, and Jiang Changxi was discussing the problem of prescriptions with the doctors again.

In addition to the prescription for the treatment of bone plague, there are also prescriptions for other diseases that will also be mentioned. The experienced old doctor even mentioned some of his own improved ancient recipes.

There is no end to learning, and Jiang Changxi also feels that he has learned a lot.

Seeing that Han had not resigned, everyone was a little stunned of him, and he was a little quiet for a while.

Han didn't mind, beckoning to Jiang Changxi, his eyebrows and eyes were arrogant, but when he looked at Jiang Changxi, there was only indescribable affection in his eyes.

"Are you going back?" Jiang Changxi came over in small steps, took his hand and grasped it, and was gentle.

"It's time to go back." If you don't leave, it's going to be dark.

Jiang Changxi said goodbye to the doctors and left with Han Weiqi, leaving a group of confused doctors.

It wasn't until the person was far away that the doctor came back to his senses: "That's the prince of Nanxiang, right?" ”

The key is that the way he looks at Miss Jiang is too different from the cold and indifferent look at them on weekdays, and the doctors dare not admit it.

The old doctor nodded, brushing his gray goatee: "Miss Jiang has both virtue and ability, gentle and virtuous, no wonder a killing god like Prince Nanxiang can be turned into a finger twister." ”