Although he was tired and hungry at this time, he was still ready to fill his stomach and rest.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zebei appeared at this time.

Jiang Zebei just watched quietly, Mo Zixuan ate, and he didn't speak.

But Mo Zixuan can't do it, being stared at like this, he can't eat comfortably.

After eating the last bite of meat, Mo Zixuan picked up his waist again, and drank a big sip of the water bladder that he hadn't taken off, and then faced Jiang Zebei.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Mo Zixuan's appearance is delicate, and this opening is even more comfortable to listen to.

Jiang Zebei didn't feel anything about him, he just wanted to ask why Chen Mengtian asked him to come here.

"Why are you here?"

After teaching an apprentice for so many years, once he brings it to the battlefield, ordinary people must be reluctant.

As soon as Mo Zixuan heard this, he wanted to get along with his master in the future, so he immediately smiled and got closer.

"Master, don't you know, when the master taught me medical skills, he said that he wanted me to learn something to serve you, and now the master dislikes me, so I won't throw me to you, and I will ask my master to love me in the future.

I don't eat much, although my medical skills are not as high as my master's, but they are definitely not bad, even if it is poison, I can do it. ”

When it came to the last poison technique, he was obviously a little weak-hearted.

When Jiang Zebei heard his words, he lowered his eyes and hid the shock and depth in his eyes.

Serve him?

He remembered that when Chen Mengtian officially accepted Mo Zixuan as an apprentice, it was when he still didn't know his background.

At that time, Chen Mengtian knew something?

Jiang Zebei shook his head, it shouldn't be.

What he didn't know, it was impossible for Chen Mengtian to know.

However, the poison technique attracted Jiang Zebei's attention again.

He guessed that the next step would be for the imperial court to send him to the Western Regions to fight.

The people of the Western Regions are the most poisonous, and at this time, Jiang Zebei sent Mo Zixuan, not only is his medical skills a hundred times stronger than the military doctors in the military camp, but he even knows poison.

This is a bit intriguing.

Jiang Zebei didn't speak for a long time, and he couldn't help but think of the Zuiyue Pavilion, the North Pavilion grocery store, and even the appearance of Shunze Grain Store, all of which slowly rose before he didn't know his life experience.

In particular, Shunze Grain Store not only buys grain, but even secretly buys weapons.

Why did Chen Mengtian start to make such preparations at that time.

Even if it's for money, what about weapons.

In an instant, Jiang Zebei thought a lot, but he found a lot of reasons to break what he thought.

Nothing works out.

If Chen Mengtian knew his background and prepared all this in advance, then where did he know about it.

But if she didn't know, why did she prepare this, everything was just for him.

He remembered that there was such a sentence in a secret letter sent by Suzaku before.

It was Chen Mengtian who said, the person you are loyal to is also the person I want to protect.

The moment he saw these words, it was undeniable that his heart was trembling.

Even now, he still remembers the feeling at that time, his heart tingled slightly, but he was happy, joyful, excited, and some vague feelings.

Whether Chen Mengtian knew his life experience earlier, no one else could give him this answer.

Jiang Zebei suddenly raised his head and looked at the handsome man in front of him, his eyes were slightly sunken, "Does your master have anything else to explain?" ”

At the moment when Jiang Zebei was silent, Mo Zixuan was looking at him.

After not seeing each other for a while, Jiang Zebei has changed.

From a calm teenager in the past, he has become a man who can be responsible, deep, and even more incomprehensible.

——The manuscript has not been revised.,It will continue to be updated during the day.,Thank you for your support.,What's the pop?