How could Jiang Xingyu refuse.

It's also a great opportunity for him.

After a short conversation, they hit it off.

In the next two or three years, Jiang Xingyu and Jun Xuanche's dark line cooperated with each other, and the dark line escorted Jiang Xingyu, Jiang Xingyu's Jiang Ci Pavilion was responsible for collecting information from all over the place, and in the process of collecting, Jiang Ci Pavilion grew stronger and stronger.

It has become a well-known No. 1 intelligence organization in the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Xingyu was everywhere, handing the information he had collected to the nearest dark line.

Dark lines are passed up layer by layer.

Jiang Xingyu and Jun Xuanche should cooperate inside and outside to control the top-secret information of the entire continent.

……

When Jun Xuanche left his room that day, he only said to Hua Yuan, "Let him be here and recuperate well." ”

Hua Yuan understood.

This person can stay.

Sure that he was a credible person, Hua Yuan's guard in his heart also let go of a lot, and he ordered someone to serve Jiang Xingyu.

Jun Xuanche only stayed for one day and then returned to Beijing.

Jiang Xingyu was recuperating from his injuries in the City Lord's Mansion, and after half a month, he could barely walk around on the ground.

Hua Yuan also ordered someone to prepare a wooden wheelchair in advance.

In the garden of the Castle Lord's Mansion.

"Lord Hwaseong is the princess regent?" Jiang Xingyu and Hua Yuan are already acquainted, and in their spare time, they can't help but joke.

Hua Yuan glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense. ”

"I said the wrong thing." Jiang Xingyu opened his mouth to apologize.

The way of the heart may also be the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Just as he was thinking, the maids in the house approached, holding a steaming pot of black fish soup in their hands.

After serving the black fish soup on the stone table, another bowl came out and placed it on the table in front of Jiang Xingyu.

Hua Yuan was eating the peeled pomegranate, and after catching a glimpse of the black fish soup, he looked at Jiang Xingyu, "Doctor Lin said, you can drink more black fish soup to make up for your knife wounds." ”

"Thank you." Jiang Xingyu was full of gratitude at first.

I didn't realize the 'danger' was coming.

Until......

Day 2......

Day 3......

Day 10......

Half a month......

For half a month, Jiang Xingyu had three meals a day, and after all meals were black fish soup, now he saw black fish as if he had seen a, and he felt sick to his stomach before he ate it.

When another pot of black fish soup was served.

Jiang Xingyu was really scared, and discussed with Hua Yuan, "Hua Yuan, my knife wound is scabbed, and my legs can walk, why don't you drink this black fish soup today?" ”

After getting along for more than a month, Jiang Xingyu and Hua Yuan are already familiar with each other, and they can call each other by their names.

Hua Yuan frowned and shook his head, "I don't like fish. ”

"Then ......" Jiang Xingyu really didn't want to eat it.

Hua Yuan crossed his arms, "Jiang Xingyu, this black fish is the cook in the house, and it has been boiling for a few hours." ”

"Dr. Lin also said that even if it is scabbed, there is a possibility of cracking."

Jiang Xingyu is out of options.

Keep eating.

Hua Yuan held his chin in his hand and stared at him to drink black fish soup.

Seeing that he was really drinking painfully, his brows were furrowed, and he couldn't bear it, "Why don't you change the chicken soup tomorrow?" ”

Chicken soup?

Although Jiang Xingyu doesn't like to drink these soups and water, it seems that chicken soup is better than black fish soup.

"Thank you, thank you." He hurriedly thanked.

The black fish soup was taken down.

In the afternoon, Hua Yuan sat in a rocking chair in the garden, swaying slightly.

"Why do you always stay in the house?"

Jiang Xingyu has been here for more than a month, and it seems that she hasn't seen her go out and walk around much.

"What's good out there." Hua Yuan closed his eyes.

The terrain of this city lord's mansion used to be the location of the royal palace of Yuehua Kingdom.

Only here, I can vaguely feel some of the feeling that my father and queen mother were by my side.

Let alone.

Jiang Xingyu smiled, his eyes lowered and he couldn't see his thoughts clearly, "It's really not good outside." ”

But, he didn't have a home.

I had to survive outside, find a way to live in peace, and really live.

When Hua Yuan turned his eyes, he saw Jiang Xingyu at this moment, his expression was lonely, and he completely lost the smile he usually piled up on his face.

A son-in-law of the government of the country has fallen to this outside.

I'm afraid that he won't have a good time.

At this moment, Hua Yuan inexplicably had an indescribable feeling.

Heaped in the heart, not up or down.

And it went on for five days.

Chicken soup.

Jiang Xingyu was really scared.

When Dr. Lin came to check, he asked, "Can I leave the house?" ”

"Not yet, your injuries are not healed, where are you going to run?" Doctor Lin is also familiar with him, and Jiang Xingyu has a sweet mouth, so he has a serious face at this time, so it is better for him to run blindly.

Jiang Xingyu pleaded cautiously again, "Then can I stop drinking chicken soup?" ”

"Who told you to drink chicken soup?" Dr. Lin didn't understand and asked rhetorically.

Jiang Xingyu: ??

Then he looked at Hua Yuan on the side.

Hua Yuan pondered for a moment, "Chicken soup replenishes the body." ”

Jiang Xingyu couldn't refute it.

After Dr. Lin left, Hua Yuan pursed his lips slightly, "Do you want to leave the house?" So I'll take you out for a walk? ”

"No, it's not that you don't like the outside." Jiang Xingyu didn't embarrass her.

What's more, he is still interesting, he has been taken care of here for so long, where is he embarrassed to ask.

"It's okay."

Hua Yuan personally pushed the wooden wheelchair and took Jiang Xingyu out of the back door of the mansion.

Not far from the back door of the house, there is a green area and several majestic mountain peaks.

Next to the green area, there is a small stream.

The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of the babbling stream.

The wheelchair stopped by the creek.

Hua Yuan bent over and sat directly on the grass, looking at the scene in front of him, and suddenly said, "This stream looks clear, right?" ”

Jiang Xingyu glanced at the stream and nodded inexplicably.

Hua Yuan tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't speak.

Once upon a time, the streams were dyed red.

It's all blood.

The blood of the people of the country of Yuehua.

Now, the water is clear again, and nothing seems to have happened.

Only she and Ache still remember.

The picture of a river of blood.

Hua Yuan's eyes gradually turned red.

When Jiang Xingyu turned her head, she saw a tear rolling out of her eyes and dripping on the grass.

He was slightly stunned.

Eyes were glued to her.

For some reason, she looked sad at the moment.

During this time in the City Lord's Mansion, she always had an indifferent look on her face, as if there was no joy or sorrow, and occasionally when he drank black fish soup, he would show a slightly cunning look.

At that time, she was very smart.

But now.

Her whole person looked very withered.

Jiang Xingyu suddenly understood why she said she didn't like the outside.

When Hua Yuan was still in the pain of the past, when the second tear fell on her cheek, Jiang Xingyu stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from her cheek with the tip of his index finger.

Hua Yuan was taken aback.

only to find out that I was out of shape.

"I'm a little cold, let's go back." Jiang Xingyu made an excuse.

Despite the scorching afternoon sun.

Hua Yuan sat up and lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”

Jiang Xingyu looked at her, his eyes were clear, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "Crying is human instinct, not gaffe." ”

"Just cry when you want to."

"Our Ah Yuan's eyes are very beautiful, it's a pity not to cry."

Hua Yuan: ......

Thanks, you're very comforting.