It's not for some reason that Jishitang, which used to be full of patients, is closed today.

Jiang Huan pulled down the black robe and looked at it hurriedly, then walked in from another place, although Jishitang covered the door, but the medicine boy and the doctor inside were still there.

After she casually caught someone and asked where Han Yong was, she covered her face with a black robe and walked towards Han Yong's tea room.

There was someone in the tea room, and as soon as I got to the door, I heard the sound of tea boiling on the small red stove inside, faintly mixed with the sound of the two talking.

Jiang Huan subconsciously stopped, the wooden door and curtain that were close at hand, but he couldn't reach out to open it, and the fingers hanging in the air curled up slightly, half ringing, until his arm was a little sore, Jiang Huan hung weakly by his side.

She slowly pulled her robe up a little, revealing a pair of extremely cold eyes, and after muttering in place for a while, Jiang Huan resolutely turned around and walked to the corner of the window with the curtain on the other side.

She leaned sideways, sticking there, not daring to say anything, and even her breathing was controlled by her, and she didn't dare to show half a clue.

When the wind blows, the bamboo curtain in front of me moves slightly.

The fragrance of bamboo suddenly penetrated into the nose, some like the incense burning in the house.

The voice that spoke inside was extremely small, so small that even she couldn't hear it clearly, but she faintly felt that the voice of the strange man who was talking to Han Yong and Ji Yixian was extremely familiar.

I think I heard it a while ago.

After Jiang Huan's fingers inadvertently rested on the windowsill, she propped herself up to look.

At a low table, three men sat on the side, water boiling in the pot on the stove, and the teapot on top was constantly gurgling.

The heat came out of the small mouth, Jiang Huan looked at it, wiped his forehead, and felt that he was simply too hot, and he didn't know how these three people could stay there for so long?

Isn't it hot?

After pulling the window for a while, Jiang Huan was so hot that she could only curl up and squat under the window, listening to the intermittent sounds coming from inside.

"Hmm...... Back to Chang'an......"

"Grace is probably ......"

Jiang Huan listened, and suddenly chewed to remove the wrong words...... Wan Ting?

How does it look so much like a little girl's name? Could it be her delusion? Jiang Huan squatted in the corner, secretly figuring it out, but after figuring it out, she didn't think of who this little girl was, but she remembered who the strange man who was talking to Ji Yixian and them was.

They've seen it, just now. When they were still fighting Yuqing in the alley, this person fell from the sky and picked Yuqing's head with a sword.

This change simply caught the two off guard.

Jiang Huan took the opportunity to accept the whip, and was just about to thank him, when he heard the man's light smile and put away the sword: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked away lightly.

After he left, Jiang Huan kept wondering, if this person didn't make a mistake, did his sword directly stab her or Yu Qi?

Who knows, in the blink of an eye, she saw this person here.

Jiang Huan secretly rubbed her hands, thinking, what kind of evil fate is this?

Why does every day she stays in Suzhou, she inadvertently involve more with the people around Ji Yixian, this is not a good sign!

After Jiang Huan held her head and thought for a long time, she heard the sound of a door opening, and then her voice gradually became quieter, and it didn't take long to hear the bamboo curtain in front of her being rolled up high.

A clear face stretched out from the shaking bamboo curtain: "Why don't you come in?" ”

Jiang Huan slowly raised her eyes and looked at him: "My feet are numb, I can't move." ”

Ji Yixian didn't move, just stood in the bamboo curtain and looked at her, and after a while, he sighed and jumped out of the windowsill, and then walked in front of her, hugged the person horizontally, and walked into the tea room.

Jiang Huan, who was being held, was not embarrassed, she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned back slightly, and looked at his delicate jaw and the corners of his mouth.

In fact, Ji Yixian's appearance was really good, and even she couldn't find anything wrong, she just felt that someone could be so favored by God.

The aroma of tea fills the room.

Han Yong raised his head with the teaspoon: "But I haven't seen you for a few days, why have you become so slimy again?" ”

"My son and I are husband and wife, isn't it normal to be slimy?" Ji Yixian just put Jiang Huan down, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Huan was close to him again, and his whole body was almost attached to him.

Han Yong sneered: "However, why have I only heard of the best appearance between husband and wife, shouldn't it be respectful to each other?" ”

Jiang Huan also smiled, her eyebrows crooked: "Haven't you heard of what it means to be like glue?" ”

"Han is lonely and unheard, and he hasn't heard of it." Han Yong poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her, waving his hand, "Can't you separate a little?" ”

Jiang Huan thought about it very seriously and refused: "No, it's too hot." ”

"Okay, okay, why are you here?" Han Yong couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, and asked her very seriously.

"It's nothing." Jiang Huan glanced at Ji Yixian faintly, "Before the prince left the house, he said that he would come to you, didn't I just chase after me?" ”

"Really?" Han Yong has always scoffed at Jiang Huan's words, "Then what were you doing sneaking behind the bamboo curtain just now?" ”

"Seeing that you have guests here, I felt that it was not convenient for me to come in, so I squatted outside." Jiang Huan complained half-truthfully, "But your voice is too small, I can't hear what you said, why don't you take advantage of the time now and talk to me?" ”

Han Yong said: "It's just some miscellaneous things, I guess you don't like to listen to it too much." ”

"Stretch out your hand and I'll take your pulse."

Jiang Huan rolled up her sleeves as she said, and then put it in front of him, Han Yong put her fingers together, and rested on her wrist: "The recovery is good." ”

"But if you want to heal your face, it will take a lot of work." Han Yong said, leaning over and getting very close to the two of them, his fingers covering the scar on her forehead, "Perhaps, after you need to re-cut it with a knife, you need to apply medicine, this pain is not just talking, you have to think about it." ”

Jiang Huan lowered her eyebrows and smiled: "Han Gongzi also said, isn't it just such a face that we women care about the most?" If you have a chance to recover, even if you go through the pain at the beginning, what if you do it. ”

"That's it, choose a day and don't hit the day, Han Gongzi might as well pick a good day today."

What a good day? Han Yong looked at Ji Yixian a little stunned, no wonder he wanted to be crooked, he always felt that this good day contained too many meanings, and it sounded very similar to that-

Why don't you just pick a good day and marry me.

Han Yong couldn't help but shudder, and instantly retracted his body and shut up.

Waiting for the two of them to go back one after the other as usual, Steward Xia suddenly came to the door.

Jiang Huan, who had almost taken off her clothes, paused for a while, then put her clothes back on, tied the belt around her waist, and was very neat, and even half a cent of dust was not stained on the edge of her skirt.

Ji Yixian looked around the screen and looked at her: "Okay?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Huan nodded, followed Ji Yixian out of the house together, far away, the sun was shining, and I saw Steward Xia standing at the entrance of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and he didn't come in, the whole person's figure was a little rickety, as if his back was bent by something.

"Shabble." Ji Yixian walked in front of Steward Xia and saluted.

"Lord Shizi." Steward Xia hurriedly returned the salute, "You are here." ”

Although Ji Yixian is still so cold and indifferent, those who are familiar with him also know that he is already a lot more polite like this: "I don't know why Xia Bo came here at this moment?" But does your father have anything to tell you about? ”

Steward Xia shook his head: "The prince has now led the troops to the border pass, and he is not in the mansion at the moment, the reason why the old slave came here is because the old slave has just received a military report." ”

"Military newspapers? But has the military situation in Suzhou changed? Ji Yixian asked quickly.

Steward Xia nodded with a straight face: "Yes, the beacon fire outside Yumen Pass is burning again, probably those people who fell into the mountains around Suzhou are going to come out to disturb Suzhou again, and the old slaves will not be in the house again these days, and I also ask the prince and the princess not to go out of the house again, so as not to be injured." ”

Ji Yixian said: "Thank you Xia Bo for reminding me, Huan Huan and I will pay attention to it these days." ”

Jiang Huan was originally on the side for nine days, but who knew that Leng Buding heard Ji Yixian's Huan Huan, and suddenly she felt her body tremble a few times.

"In this case, the old slave is relieved." Steward Xia said, "It's not early, and the old slave doesn't delay the two masters to eat and rest, and the old slave retires first." ”

Ji Yixian made another move: "Xia Bo walks slowly." ”

Under the blazing sun above her head, Jiang Huan entered the house as fast as she could, took off her clothes in three or two clicks, and curled up on the ground: "You ask your girl to fetch me some water, I want to bathe." ”

"It's cold on the ground, you are so careful about getting cold." Ji Yixian said, and went over to pull her up, but as soon as she got closer, Ji Yixian suddenly squinted.

She was curled up with her back to him, and the scenery behind her was unobstructed and exposed to him.

It was supposed to be a neat single clothes, but it was scratched and not to mention, and the plain clothes were dyed red.

He took a few steps, stretched out his hand and pressed mercilessly on the blood-stained shirt, and then forced, and suddenly heard a small call from the person in front of him, and his face wrinkled: "You went out to do it with people again?" ”

"Obviously, he did it first." Jiang Huan's brows furrowed, "Speaking of which, I don't blame you for this." ”

"I'm curious, why is that person chasing you now?" Ji Yixian sat down cross-legged behind her, "You have a grudge?" ”

Jiang Huan sniffed and looked very pitiful: "It's probably because I injured him last time, so I want to report it back, and I want to have some blood." ”

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for you, the Jiang family and his wife wouldn't have died, wouldn't they?"

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