The next day, the sun was shining, and after a long rainy day, it was the season of pear blossoms.

When Yingzheng woke up, the sky was just white, occasionally three or two dogs barked, and there was the sound of squirming footsteps outside the door, he recalled the dream last night.

In the dream, he returned to Xianyang, which was more magnificent than Handan, and even the streets were more spacious, and his father was as kind as before, and he was still wearing the same clothes they wore on the day they were separated, and he personally went to the city gate to greet him and his mother. His father took him by the hand and walked towards Xianyang Palace, and the people made way for them, welcoming him with a respectful and sincere smile on their faces.

Xianyang Palace is very large, it is very similar to Zhao Palace, he walked all the way to see, and suddenly found that he didn't know when his father and mother were gone, he heard footsteps behind him, he was uneasy, looking back, it was the butcher who wanted to take his life when he was five years old, and the fear from the bottom of his heart woke him up.

He shook his body and woke up suddenly, the fine beads of sweat on his forehead soaked the pillow mat, the quilt on his body was extraordinarily warm, and the bed was soft and comfortable, this was the best place he had ever lived, but the dream was so terrifying.

Although he dreamed more than once, every time he woke up, he stayed awake all night, as the color was slightly brighter today, and there were more people outside, he didn't know where this was, he didn't know where his mother was.

The door is gently pushed open!

"Zheng'er?" The person who came was Zhao Ji, and she asked tentatively.

"Mother, where is this?"

Zhao Ji walked quickly to the bed and asked with concern, "Zheng'er is awake?" How does it feel? Still uncomfortable? ”

Ying Zheng shook his head and asked stubbornly, "Where is this?" ”

"This is Jiang Mansion, don't be afraid, Jiang Daxia is a person in the rivers and lakes, they are good people, and they will not harm us."

While the two were talking, a maidservant brought a medicine stove, and the smoke in the small stove rose curlingly, and after a while, the room was filled with the smell of medicine.

"Madam, this medicine furnace is made of incense and herbs, and my master specially ordered me to send it to my son. If the lady and the son need anything, just call me. ”

After speaking, the man withdrew.

After breakfast, Jiang Jitian and Wen Yanjun came to visit him, and he was staring at the window in a daze.

"How does Childe feel?"

Ying Zheng turned his senses and looked out the door, the pair of beautiful people turned their backs to the sun, looking as if they had come out of the light.

"Thank you Daxia for saving my life, Yingzheng is grateful for this."

Jiang Jitian found a nearby place to sit down, and said the purpose of his trip: "Now that there is tension between Qin and Zhao, Gongzi is in danger in Zhao State, if Gongzi stays in Jiangfu, at least it is safe here for the time being." ”

Ying Zheng was slightly surprised by his proposal, and he looked at his mother, who was also very confused.

Ying Zheng quickly retracted the look in his eyes and said, "I'm afraid that it will be bad for the hero." ”

"It doesn't matter much, my wife and children are Qin, everything we do is our duty, the son is not afraid of the cold, how can we be afraid that the son will not be good for us. What's more, the little girl Yu'er also lacks a little friend to practice martial arts with her, she is still very curious about Childe, it would be great if Childe could stay. ”

What is the situation now, Ying Zheng knows very well in his heart, he knows that Jiang Ji takes care of the face of their mother and son every day, and he has such kindness in his heart, and he will repay this great favor in the future.

After everything was arranged, Jiang Jiyan and his wife left, only telling him to rest well, and if he needed it, just take it.

Because of his illness, Ying Zheng's food was extremely light, and the supplementary food was a medicinal diet once a day, and the black decoction was difficult to swallow.

Yu Yingzheng was alone in the room for three days, and he never saw the little fairy that night, was it Jiang Daxia's daughter? Or is it just a dream?

The guess was fruitless, so he asked someone to borrow a few books on the art of war from Jiang Jiday, and devoted himself to studying the art of war.

In the evening of that day, he heard a sound outside the window, and he stared at it for a moment, and in a moment a little head came out, and the man only showed his eyes.

He frowned, and the man went down again.

Jiang Yongyu secretly complained in his heart, knowing that Yingzheng had a bad temper, he dared to come to the window, which was really self-inflicted.

"You? Is it really a fairy? ”

Jiang Yongyu was stunned when she heard this, she turned her head, and Yingzheng was standing behind her, with no expression on his little face, and he looked very tired. His weak appearance gave her some courage, at least it seemed that she was completely superior to him in aura.

"Me? Of course I-" Jiang Yongyu deliberately stretched his tone very long, and blurted out the second half of the sentence in Ying Zheng's puzzled eyes: "No." ”

Ying Zheng's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a pair of Danfeng eyes with a look of the world were full of disappointment.

"But I can protect you! I'm a practitioner. Jiang Yongyu said with some pride.

"What do you mean by Lian Jiazi?"

"You don't even know this, what's the use of reading military books? It means that I am a person who has practiced martial arts, so do you understand? ”

Ying Zheng nodded indifferently: "Understood." The war book is very useful, and I will prove it to you later. ”

"I don't want to see it, flying kites in the spring, fluttering butterflies in the summer, sweeping the fallen leaves in the autumn, and looking at the snow in the winter, how nice!"

Ying Zheng's expression was still flat, as if nothing could affect his thoughts, he didn't raise his eyelids, nodded and responded: "Yes, this is what a female doll should do, I think you can do it at this point, Jiang Daxia is better to teach you martial arts than not to teach, it is a waste of effort." ”

Jiang Yongyu looked at him with wide eyes, and stomped his feet fiercely: "Don't you men just want women to have husbands and children, be gentle and virtuous, and don't stop men from filling the house with wives and concubines?" Sure enough, except for my father and Fuxiao, you men don't have any good things. ”

Just as Fuxiao passed by, this sentence reached his ears, and he couldn't help but stop and listen to a few more words.

"Oh? I mean, you're only going to do useless things, but I didn't say you're going to be gentle and virtuous. ”

Jiang Yongyu was angry, he obviously looked like he was going to die of illness, but he just overwhelmed her by three points. She really didn't want to care about him anymore, so she took out a bag of things from her arms and threw them on the ground and ran away, and the corner was full of Fuxiao.

Fu Xiao saw that the eavesdropping was broken, so he hurriedly remedied: "Why is Miss so angry? But did someone upset you? ”

When she heard this, she was even more angry. The aggrieved big eyes were filled with tears, and she plunged into Fu Xiao's arms as usual: "It's all that little man, I obviously care about him, but he said that I have no interest." ”

"Miss, don't be sad, don't pay attention to that little man in the future, don't cry, I'll take you to see Pear Blossom."

Jiang Yuyu nodded vigorously and rested his head on Fu Xiao's shoulder. Fu Xiao is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, he is the most trusted person by his father, he is good-looking, and many girls in the house like him, but he is a wooden head.

Jiang Yongyu often relied on his youth to drill into his arms, taking advantage of the opportunity, and he was also a little pervert who had been cultivated since he was a child.

After Jiang Yuyu left, Ying Zheng picked up the bag and opened it, there was still a layer inside, and there was still a layer when he opened it, and he didn't know what kind of treasure it was, so mysterious.

After opening it, he found that it was caramel candy, he looked at it with dull eyes, and a trace of apology suddenly welled up in his heart, but when he thought of her playing with himself, that trace of apology also came to naught, and he tasted a mouthful of caramel candy, which was very sweet and just suitable for adjuvant.

Perhaps, she is not unforgivable.

He told himself in his heart.