"Fuguang." Gu Jiayan jumped off the horse and strode towards her, smiling with a smile on his face, and there was a faint scar on the left side of his face, but it did not damage his handsome appearance at all.

"Katsuki," Fumitsu used to calling out his words, "why are you here?" ”

Gu Jiayan was wearing thin armor and looked tall: "Bandits are rampant in Huai'an, Your Majesty ordered General Xiaocai to come to suppress the bandits, and also sent the Imperial City Division to assist." ”

Jiang Fuguang looked surprised: "Brother is also here." ”

Gu Jiayan nodded: "Not long ago, General Xiaocai seized a large amount of illicit salt, and he is interrogating the prisoners, and he may not be able to come over until later." ”

The smuggling of the Qingshui Gang is one of the ways of transporting smuggled salt, and when carrying passengers to and from the boat, they carry smuggled salt to avoid people's eyes and ears, and they have dealings with the major smuggling salt dealers in the south, and after the Qingshui Gang has been suppressed, more than 700,000 smuggled salt have been seized, which once again shocked the court.

At present, the case of illegal salt has affected Zhejiang, Jiangsu, and Jiangsu.

Jiang Fuguang was overjoyed.

Gu Jiayan carefully looked at the woman in front of her, she had lost a lot of weight, and on her emaciated face, you could still see her exhausted, with her thin shoulders, she carried the entire Xin'an County, and the shadow of her being infected with the epidemic and suffering from illness.

His eyes couldn't help but get wet: "Are you okay?" ”

On the morning when he first heard that the eldest princess was critically ill, he felt as if a piece of his heart had been dug out by life, and the pain made him burst into tears.

He was going to Xin'an County to find Jiang Fuguang, but the guards in the eldest brother's house stopped him.

At that time, his mind was full of Jiang Fuguang, and he fought with the guards, injuring many people, and the guards were careless for a while, scratching his face, leaving a shallow, but indelible scar on his face.

Fuguang smiled: "It's good, the scar on your face ......"

"When I was training, I accidentally stayed behind," Gu Jiayan scratched his head, and asked a little hesitantly, "Isn't it ugly?" ”

"Nope." Fuguang shook his head.

Gu Jiayan grinned, his hand wrapped around her shoulder, and hugged her firmly.

Fuguang was stunned.

"Ah Yan," he hugged her tighter, tears welling up in his eyes, "you're okay, it's really good." ”

Not far away, Ji Ruxuan was sitting on the roof of the car, with a pitch-black long knife on his knee, looking at Jiang Fuguang's direction, his eyes were cold.

Gu Jiayan's hug came suddenly.

Jiang Fuguang was a little caught off guard, and by the time she reacted, the whole person was already deep in his arms.

His arms were very wide, his body was tense, with nervousness and apprehension, and his heartbeat was almost bursting out of his heart, and he was as hot as a fire, as if he was going to burn her together.

When Ji Ruxuan hugged her, the feeling of being firmly wrapped by him was completely different.

When Jiang Fuguang was about to push him away, Gu Jiayan let go of his arm, took a big step back, and scratched his head: "The news that you were critically ill came out in Beijing that day, and I was very worried about you. ”

Jiang Fuguang chuckled: "The immortal is rejuvenated, and my body is fine." ”

The two bathed in the sunset, looking at each other and smiling.

One is heroic, the other is dazzling.

As the sun sets, the sky quickly darkens.

Ji Ruxuan jumped off the roof of the car, and the wind blew the corners of his clothes: "After a whole day's journey, go to the post station to rest." ”

Jiang Fuguang looked up at him unconsciously, with a smile in his eyebrows: "Okay." ”

Gu Jiayan was stunned, and at a glance, he saw the joyful look on Jiang Fuguang's face when he saw the comer, and he couldn't help but look at the masked man who suddenly appeared.

This person is very tall, on par with the proton Ji Ruxuan of the Northern Dynasty, holding a narrow and slender long horizontal knife in his hand, and there is a chilling aura all over his body, and when he looks at people, wisps of blood oozing from the bottom of his eyes, which makes people shudder.

Ji Ruxuan glanced at Gu Jiayan lightly.

Gu Jiayan's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously tightened the handle of the knife on his waist: "Who is this?" ”

Jiang Fuguang subconsciously blocked in front of Ji Ruxuan, and smiled slightly: "It's my personal secret guard, and he usually doesn't appear in front of people." ”

Gu Jiayan didn't doubt it, but thought that this person was the secret guard who was buried deeper beside her, except for Wei 12 and Wei 4.

But he didn't think it was right.

He didn't see half of the respect for his master from the dark guard.

Gu Jiayan sent the horse to the stable, fed the horse, and returned to the post station, just in time to see the tall secret guard beside Jiang Fuguang, and strode into the kitchen.

He hurriedly followed, and saw a tall secret guard, picking up a live chicken, cutting his throat and bleeding neatly, without shaking his hands.

After killing the chicken, the dark guard glanced back at him.

Gu Jiayan swallowed his saliva, feeling that his neck was a little cold, he dared to guarantee that what this person was looking at just now was definitely his neck.

"Dude, what are you doing?" He leaned over.

Ji Ruxuan didn't raise her head, soaked the chicken in boiling water, plucked her hair and broke her belly, and washed it repeatedly, making Gu Jiayan stunned.

Ji Ruxuan picked up the kitchen knife and shook it at the bottom of the bowl for a moment, there was a sound of "dong dong dong", and under Gu Jiayan's dazzle, a chicken was stomped into small pieces.

"You even know how to cook?!" Gu Jiayan finally found his voice.

Is he a chef or a dark guard??

Ji Ruxuan didn't give him a look, poured the chicken into the pot and put water, added green onions, ginger, rice wine and other seasonings to remove the fish, waited for the water to boil, skimmed off the floating dust on it, scooped up the chicken, and rinsed it repeatedly in clean water.

"I'm talking to you." Gu Jiayan was unwilling to be lonely.

"......" Ji Ruxuan put the cleaned chicken into a sand pot, added an appropriate amount of water, and simmered over high heat.

Gu Jiayan touched his nose and said that he was bored.

Ji Ruxuan put angelica, red dates, astragalus and other medicinal materials into the medicine package.

Cut the soaked fish maw into pieces and fly into water.

"Is this a medicinal diet made for Fuguang?" Gu Jiayan was a little worried, and hurriedly asked, "What is the effect?" Fuguang walked in the ghost gate, is his body really okay? ”

"Noise." Ji Ruxuan glanced at him coldly.

"Brother, don't be like this," Gu Jiayan thought that he was just cold, but he wasn't angry, "I've been with Fuguang's childhood sweetheart for many years, I'm worried about her body, ask a few more words, it's not too much!" ”

I don't know what he said, which provoked Gao Leng Secret Guard, who raised the kitchen knife, looked at him with pity, and stomped the yam in his hand with a loud sound.

Gu Jiayan swallowed his saliva: "Mountains and yams are easy to cut, so you don't have to work so hard." ”

What should I do if my neck is a little cold?

Gao Leng Dark Guard took lotus seeds, yams, and Fu Ling, put them in the blue stem rice, and boiled porridge over a simmer.

At this time, the chicken soup simmered on high heat has a fragrance escaping.

Ji Ruxuan skimmed off all the oil flowers floating on the chicken soup, put the medicine package and fish maw into the chicken soup, withdrew some of the carbon in the stove, and turned the fire to medium heat.

After a while, the stewed chicken with angelica fish maw came out fragrant.

He returned some more carbon, and the medium fire turned to a simmer.

Ji Ruxuan took out a copy of "Nourishing Food Sutra" from his arms, and turned to the autumn to maintain health, planning to make a Sydney white fungus soup.