Wen Ye stayed with her for a long time, and only when she fell asleep did she get up and go to the next room, Yan Mo picked up a pen and wrote a letter of peace to Mo Yan, and just after the letter was written, she heard someone knocking on the door.

"Come in."

Wen Ye blew the letter to let the ink dry quickly, and Wen Jian strode in.

"Third sister, I want to ask you something."

"Second brother is for Bixiao, I remember that you never begged me. To be honest, do you like her? ”

Wen Ye looked proud, Wen Jian has always been deep in the city, but he didn't expect to treat his feelings too immaturely, his thoughts about Bixiao had already been written on his face. Wen Jian scratched his head a little embarrassed, it was the first time he was so interested in a girl, and he didn't know if he liked it.

"I can't say it, but I always remember it."

Wen Ye took the fan and fanned it again and again, the rain during the day was really urgent, and it was over in a blink of an eye as soon as he saw the clouds after being admitted to the hospital. She felt that she had guessed eight or nine without far from ten, and Bixiao didn't seem to hate Wen Jian, now she just needed to fight for more opportunities for the two of them and slowly cultivate their relationship.

"Second brother, let's talk about it specifically, maybe I can help you."

Wen Jian straightened up, the corners of his mouth curved, and when it came to Bixiao, he had a lot of words in his heart.

"She is very special, most of the women in the rivers and lakes are bold and straightforward, but she gives people a sense of alienation, but she treats you recklessly, I think she is a good girl with a cold heart and a real temperament."

Wen Ye stopped fanning his hand, it seemed that Wen Jian was in love and didn't know it, he was smooth and straightforward in dealing with feelings.

"Ah, you know her so well, why didn't I find out?"

Wen Jian smiled, he naturally heard the ridicule in Wen Ye's words, and naturally wanted to pay a little back.

"The third sister's mind has gone elsewhere, where will she pay attention to me."

Wen Jian pointed to the letter in her hand, Wen Ye habitually pouted, she came to Liangzhou this time but she had a serious matter to do for Emperor Yan, and the letter of peace to Mo Yan was only sandwiched in the secret letter of the "Banshan Pavilion" and brought back to Beijing, saying that she only knew that her children's private affairs were really wronged.

"Didn't the second brother have something to say?"

Wen Jian nodded slightly, smiled and said seriously.

"When Miss Bixiao is better, I want to take her to the border to worship her parents. I can heal her injuries, but the hurdle in my heart has to be overcome by herself, and the bell must be tied to the bell, and her heart knot must always be untied by herself. ”

Wen Ye nodded again and again when he heard this, Wen Jian was really interested in Bixiao, if the two of them could become themselves, it would be reassuring to Bixiao.

"The second brother is thoughtful, I'll arrange it."

Wen Jian saw that she agreed, relieved a little, and went out of the room to the stove.

With Wen Jian's careful care, Bixiao's body is getting better day by day, and her spirit is better than before, and in the blink of an eye, the eight-day appointment is approaching, but Wen Ye is gone.

"What are you busy with these days?"

Bi Xiao muttered in her heart, and it was not good to leave Wen Jian in the room, so she could only ask Xiaochun about Wen Ye's situation.

"Miss didn't say it, I didn't come back when I went out yesterday, I saw that the Ming guards also followed with more than a dozen people, there should be something important to do."

After Xiaochun finished speaking, she continued to change Bixiao's dressing, and was very relieved to see that the wound on her back had scabbed.

"The Wen family's medical skills are really clever, and the medicine that the second prince personally boiled for the leader is also very effective."

"Did he boil it himself?"

Bi Xiao was a little unconvinced, why did the dignified son of the Wen family come to do the work of the next person. Xiaochun nodded heavily, and when he saw that Bixiao didn't believe it, he hurriedly explained.

"Yes, it's not just a soup medicine, even this ointment is made by the second prince by grinding the best medicinal materials little by little, and then going through many processes, and adding a little fragrant flowers, saying that the leader doesn't like the rich taste of Chinese medicine."

Bi Xiao smiled faintly, Wen Jian looks gentle and elegant, but in fact, he has a lot of eyes, if he doesn't have a plan, it doesn't look like what the old fox should do.

The footsteps outside the door gradually became louder, and the slowly approaching person made the corners of Bixiao's mouth bend, and she raised her voice slightly and said casually.

"It's like you've seen it with your own eyes, and even if you see it with your own eyes, it's not necessarily true, he really deceives people."

Wen Jianxin prepared a bottle of scar removal cream and wanted to send it to Bixiao, but when he got to the door, he heard Bixiao talking bad about him. With her martial arts, she won't know that someone is approaching, most of them deliberately say it so loudly, just to let herself hear. He didn't get angry when he saw through Bixiao's careful thoughts, but felt that she was also frank and cute, and this girl always brought him different surprises.

"Woman, you remember to apply this ointment, it is very effective for wound healing."

Wen Jian entered the house with a smile, Xiaochun took the ointment and put it in the medicine box in front of the bed, and walked out of the room with a slight smile.

"The talented woman is not right, I never lie to people, especially a woman who knows martial arts!"

Bi Xiao glanced at him and didn't answer, she remembered what he did to herself in Xiang Mansion that day, and she didn't forget half of it.

"Even if she was scheming for a while, it was just for her body's sake, not for the sake of intention."

Wen Jian said it reasonably, but he was panicked in his heart, and his face was full of composure.

"Then thank you Gongzi Wen."

Bi Xiao deliberately widened his eyes, pretended to be angry with a straight face, and his immature expression almost made Wen Jian not hold back, but he was still not angry, and replied with a smile.

"Just tell me to choose."

Bixiao don't turn her face, this person is really shameless in front of her, the relationship between the two is still shallow, so let her call her own words, where can she call it. If he hadn't healed himself sincerely, he would have drawn his sword and settled the account clearly.

Wen Jian put away the smile on her face and handed a note to Bi Xiao.

"Early tomorrow morning, I will take you to worship your parents."

"You ......"

Bi Xiao didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand and took the note, which clearly stated in front of him that a place outside Liangzhou City near the border must be the resting place of the soldiers guarding the border city.

"Thank you!"

Bi Xiao threw a grateful smile at him, this thank you came from the bottom of her heart, without a hint of reluctance, which made Wen Jian a little flustered.

"This is all arranged by the third sister, it is not easy to inquire about your parents, it took some more time, and it makes you worried."

Wen Jian saw that her eyes were slightly red, and there was sadness and emotion in her eyes, and she didn't know that it was inconvenient for her to stay longer, so she got up and said goodbye and left the room.

The next day, taking advantage of the night, Wen Jian and Bixiao got into the carriage in Xuanyi, and Xiaochun took a dozen guards and rode horses to protect them. Everyone rushed to the cemetery at dawn, Wen Jian and Xiaochun followed closely behind Bixiao, Bixiao followed the guidance left by Wen Ye to a pine needle forest, and soon found the tombstones of his parents.

The sky gradually dawned, the hazy earth gradually brightened, a piece of fish belly white floated on the horizon, a ray of sunlight in the early morning shone through the pine leaves, and the cold stone monument gradually became warm.

Bi Xiao bowed and knelt in front of the tomb, reaching out to caress the rough lines of words on the tombstone, and the three words of General Zhao seemed to become more specific.

"It's cold on the ground, get up first."

Wen Jian saw that she had been kneeling for a long time, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, only when she had recovered from a serious illness, she was really afraid that she would suffer from the anger of kneeling for a long time.

"I'll bring more things, you can pick up what you need. It's very tidy here, and the third sister should have been here. ”

Wen Jian handed over the things to worship, Bixiao hesitated and still didn't pick them up, if she was incense, even if she recognized her ancestors and returned to her ancestors, how would Xiang Jia's kindness to her own upbringing be repaid?

"Let's go."

Bi Xiao rubbed her red eyes, and the tears that should have been pouring out never flowed. She has become accustomed to not flinching and being strong and self-reliant, even if she is sad in her heart, she will pretend to be calm on the surface, not easily show vulnerability, and do not need the sympathy and comfort of others.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Wen Jian raised the basket in his hand, he had prepared a lot of worship things, and she didn't even light incense. Bi Xiao looked at her faintly and said nothing, she lowered her head and turned to leave, she hadn't taken a few steps when a slender body blocked her way.

"Take something and go and pay a good respect."

"Miss?"

Bixiao looked up, Wen Ye stood there with a veil, fortunately she caught up, otherwise this sister would have to toss herself again.

"Obedient."

Wen Ye said lightly, but his eyes were unwavering, Bi Xiao turned around and took the basket and worshiped seriously.

After the group returned to the house, they had breakfast, Wen Ye sent Xiaochun back to the room to rest, pulled Bixiao into his room alone, turned around and took out two jars of daughter Honglai from the cabinet.

"You have always been strong all these years, don't think I don't know, if you can drink as much as you want, I have asked the second brother, you don't need to drink decoction now, it doesn't hurt to drink once in a while."

Seeing that she was serious, Bi Xiao couldn't help grinning, persuading the patient to drink can also be so high-sounding.

"Thank you, Miss, for your comfort, but drinking doesn't seem to be right for you."

Wen Ye didn't say much to her, reached out and lifted the wine seal, and poured a bowl by himself.

"It's okay to sacrifice your life to accompany a gentleman, don't dislike me for having poor wine."

The two looked at each other and smiled, raised the wine bowl and drank freely, and after a while, a jar of wine bottomed out, Wen Ye was already half drunk, and began to doze off. Bi Xiao smiled and shook her head, helping her to the bed to let her rest. Wen Ye was confused, grabbed Bixiao's arm, and said coquettishly with half-squinted eyes.

"I want to know your background, can I say?"

Bi Xiao smiled happily, stretched out her hand and scraped her nose, it turned out that this girl wanted to trick her, she couldn't tell the Wen Ye in front of her for a while, she was really drunk and fake.

"A month ago, the old injury of the head of the family recurred, and I hurriedly told me my life experience before I fell into a coma, I was Zhao Yunxiao, the only daughter of General Zhao, who guarded the city of Liangzhou in the former dynasty, and it has something to do with Lord Mo. In the border battle between the two countries twenty years ago, my father was originally a defender of Liangzhou City, and later became a subordinate of Lord Mo......"

During the reign of Emperor Yu, the border of Youzhou was turbulent and often harassed by neighboring countries, and a fierce war eventually broke out. The war lasted for two years, with countless casualties on both sides, and finally Marquis Mo was ordered to lead the troops and led the army into the west, ending the three-year war.

And just when the army returned to the city, the rogue soldiers outside the city suddenly shot cold arrows, and General Zhao was killed by an arrow in the chest to protect Mo Houye. Mrs. Zhao burst into tears when she heard this, Youzhou City had suffered from war for three years, she was afraid that she would no longer be able to withstand such a blow, and it didn't take long for her to leave her last words with General Zhao, when Bixiao was less than two years old.

"Could it be that your mother's last words were to foster you into another family?"

Wen Ye rubbed her eyebrows, she was quite uncomfortable listening to this story, and the truth behind it was often more cruel than reality.

Bi Xiao sighed lightly, it was incomprehensible to her before she heard it, and when she decided to leave Xiang's house for the sake of a clear sky, she began to gradually understand the true meaning of family affection.