Jiang Zhiyue came over with the medicine jar, took a small stool and sat at the corner of her room and Ou Yangming's house to help Ou Yangming boil the medicine.

She held a fan in her hand and kept fanning it gently, making the fire more intense.

Ou Yangming was detained in the room and was not allowed to come out, so he could only open the window of that room, and he could just see Jiang Zhiyue sitting there boiling medicinal soup.

The injuries on Ou Yangming's body were indeed quite serious, and as soon as his spirit relaxed, he felt dizzy after standing for a long time.

Jiang Zhiyue turned her head and saw that he couldn't even stand still, so she opened her mouth and urged, "Sit there quickly, if you fall to the ground, you will have to trouble me to carry you to the bed."

Ou Yangming sat down with a smile, Jiang Zhiyue's hard-mouthed and soft-hearted appearance couldn't be clearer, and he said, "I want to experience it."

A gust of wind blew, Jiang Zhiyue didn't hear what Ouyang Ouyang Ming said, so she asked again.

Ou Yangming shook his head and changed the subject, "How many men have you seen today?" Jiang Zhiyue thought for a while and said, "It seems to be three."

Ou Yangming asked again, "Do you have a favorite?"

Jiang Zhiyue glanced up at him, but still said seriously: "No, in short, each has its own shortcomings, maybe this is what my mother said that she didn't look at the right eye."

Ou Yangming nodded with satisfaction, "The vision is not too bad."

While speaking, Jiang Zhiyue wrapped a thick cotton cloth around the ears of the medicine jar, and then poured out the boiled medicinal soup.

The pitch-black medicinal juice was still steaming, and the smell was indescribable, but after it was half-cool, Ou Yangming drank it all into his stomach as soon as he raised his head.

Jiang Zhiyue simply sat down in the room and asked, "What kind of dangerous thing are you going to do, every time you come back, you get so seriously injured."

Ou Yangming didn't hide it, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "My father, the princess, and the young sister are still in the capital, and I am planning."

Jiang Zhiyue directly took the words: "Are you planning how to save them?"

Ou Yangming glanced at her with a smile and nodded.

Jiang Zhiyue said as if unintentionally, "Then are there any other things you are planning?" "For example?"

Jiang Zhiyue didn't reply to his question directly, she relaxed and sat down, and said, "I haven't found you for so long, if you go back, your life will be pinched in the hands of those people, if you don't go back, how can you bring people out without controversy without permission?"

Ou Yangming also avoided the important and said, "I don't care about those controversies."

The two looked at each other and quickly separated.

Instead, Ou Yangming asked tentatively, "How do you know about the situation in the capital, you seem to be familiar with these."

Because all of this was different from Ou Yangming's dreams, he sometimes even had the idea that Zhiyue had such a ridiculous dream as him.

It's just that this idea is incomprehensible, even if she has dreamed of such a thing, but why should she bring him to the Jiang family's team.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't look at him, and said with a smile: "I'm smart, I guessed it."

I don't know if I was amused by Jiang Zhiyue's answer, Ou Yangming laughed and pulled the wound, gasping in pain.

Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly pressed him down and told him to rest.

Jiang Zhiyue's going to Los Angeles was once again on the agenda.

Before going, Ou Yangming also saw the things Jiang Zhiyue wrote down, and also asked her plan. After knowing that the person they were looking for was General Dingxi, Ou Yangming was relieved.

General Dingxi was the person who supported him in his dreams, and his character was very credible.

Ou Yangming held the things Jiang Zhiyue had written in his hand.

He didn't expect that Zhiyue would even do this.

In the dream when I never met Zhiyue, did a new paper merchant appear in the Wu Dynasty? He looked at Jiang Zhiyue, but in his mind he was thinking back to the dream he had had.

It wasn't a complete dream, but it was like everything had been experienced.

He was seriously injured and fled among the people, and went through several twists and turns

only then did he tear out a way of life from the dead road. The father and queen mother were tortured and killed in the capital, and the tragic death of the younger sister seemed to happen right in front of him.

Every battle in his dream seemed to appear in front of him, but he was defeated in the end.

was bound to the street entrance of the vegetable market and subjected to the criminal law.

Ou Yangming felt that his head suddenly hurt badly, so he reached out and rubbed his temples.

I've been busy with other things lately, but I haven't been in contact with General Dingxi again.

However, now is not the best time to meet General Dingxi.

Jiang Zhiyue saw that Ou Yangming had been frowning and rubbing his temples, and asked, "Is there something wrong with these things written, or is it a cool breeze again?"

Ou Yangming lowered his hands to his knees and said, "General Dingxi is a righteous person, if you want to talk to him about cooperation, tell him about things that benefit the people."

The next day, Jiang Zhiyue and Bai Yifeng went to Los Angeles.

Because he was going to do business, this time Ou Yangming and the rest of the Jiang family did not accompany him.

The ox cart staggered for three and a half days, and finally arrived in Los Angeles on the afternoon of the third day.

The two found an inn to live in, and booked two rooms next to each other.

It's too late today, and the two plan to go back to their rooms to rest, and then go out tomorrow to find out about things.

All the way, Jiang Zhiyue asked the innkeeper to bring hot water to freshen up, and after changing into clean clothes, she walked out of the inn alone.

At night, Los Angeles is still bustling with activity, with vendors selling all kinds of things on both sides of the streets, and there are a variety of things in front of the vendors.

Jiang Zhiyue planned to take a good look at Los Angeles at night.

People came and went in the market, and the sound of selling filled Jiang Zhiyue's ears.

On the other side of the city, there were a few ordinary-looking people shuttling in the crowd, staring left and right in the crowd.

Jiang Zhiyue walked along the street for a long time, and bought some of her favorite snacks and small items. "Shhh

As she was walking, Jiang Zhiyue's shoulder was hit hard, and the person who collided with her didn't stand firm and sat on the ground directly.

Jiang Zhiyue looked down and found that it was a woman who was knocked down by herself.

Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly apologized, stretched out her hand to her and tried to pull her up.

A man who was following the woman saw that she had been knocked down, and hurriedly stepped forward and took two steps towards Jiang Zhiyue and scolded, "Dead girl, you don't have long eyes when you walk!"

And he said that he would help the woman on the ground to get up.

The woman glared at the man who was about to help her up, smiled and grabbed the hand handed over by Jiang Zhiyue, and used her strength to prop herself up.

It's just that I fell hard, my standing posture was a little uncomfortable, and my face looked a little painful.

The woman said, "He doesn't speak well, so don't let the girl be like him." Jiang Zhiyue smiled and didn't care: "I knocked you down first."

Saying this, Jiang Zhiyue wanted to let go of the woman's hand holding her, but as soon as Jiang Zhiyue's hand was withdrawn, she saw the woman's body shake violently and fall towards Jiang Zhiyue's body.