Jiang Chengjia's head was sweating coldly, her whole body curled up, biting her lips tightly, and her bright red lips turned blue and white under the strong squeeze.

Ning Nanyou chased after him from the inner courtyard. The moment he stepped into the threshold, he saw Jiang Chengjia squatting on the ground in pain, his thin body constantly swaying.

He rushed over immediately, squatted down on one knee, stroked her back, frowned and said hurriedly: "A Luo, what's wrong with you?"

The moment he touched Jiang Chengjia's back, the little girl trembled even more violently, then quickly turned around, then slapped his palm hard, staggered a few steps and sat down. The cold floor tiles made her wake up instantly.

Tears were hanging under her eyes, and her expression was pale. A very deep tooth mark was bitten from her lower lip, with some light blood stains, which was a little shocking.

Ning Nanyou was pushed away by her, and she had not stood firm and fell to the ground all of a sudden. He looked at Jiang Chengjia in surprise and said blankly: "A Luo... what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Chengjia was pressed by the harsh twitching sounds in his ears, and his mouth and tongue were dry, and his chest was stuffy and suffocated.

At that moment, she remembered some things, something that scared and despaired.

She stared at the young man in front of her, and suddenly felt a suffocating pain in her heart.

She didn't know why this nightmare that had not happened in many years had returned to her mind. Was it heralding something to her?

Her natural divine power showed signs of decline... Could it be that fate was warning her?

Jiang Chengjia could not explain these phenomena, nor could she explain anything to the young man in front of her. How should she say it? Now he is just a mortal who doesn’t remember the future. What can she say to him?

She could only pretend to be weak and fell at the foot of the four-cornered carved golden cloud foot bed, and said sadly: "Zhaoyuan, I feel pain."

Ning Nanyou hurriedly got up from the ground, leaned against her, bent down, and walked her arms and legs with both hands. He used some strength to hug her horizontally, put her gently and carefully on the bed, and asked nervously: "But the wound on her back hurts?"

Jiang Chengjia's eyes were filled with tears, slowly sliding down from the corners of her eyes little by little. Her words were in her throat and she couldn't speak them anymore.

Ning Nanyou saw her eyes staring at him with tears but not speaking, and became anxious. He helped her and asked her to lean on him, and was about to open her clothes to check her wounds.

Jiang Chengjia reached out to stop him, then shook his head gently and said, "It's okay."

"Why is it okay?" Ning Nanyou said anxiously, "You are sweating coldly in pain, and you said it's okay?"

He resisted without any doubt. He gently hugged her with one hand and asked her to lie on his shoulder. Then he untied her belt, carefully lifted her clothes, and checked the wound on her back for her.

Jiang Chengjia's injury has been more than two months, but it has not completely healed so far.

Ning Nanyou has always been very strange. Logically speaking, Jiang Chengjia has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has been used to traveling around the world with his brother. His body should be extremely good, and his wounds should be healed faster than ordinary people. Although they went to the refugee camp some time ago, the heavy rain suddenly caused Jiang Chengjia's wound to water and inflammatory. However, he had already ordered Sun Qi to dig out the rotten meat, and he cared for it carefully these days, but it was not very useful.

If it is an ordinary person, such medicinal foods and decoctions and the applied golden sore medicines will be used in half a month, and the wound will be scabbed. However, her wound is still red, which makes her look a little shocking.

He felt something was wrong and always wanted to ask Sun Qi privately what was the reason, but he always couldn't get his free time.

"I put medicine on you... It's early in the morning, and you were so angry with me before breakfast." Ning Nanyou blamed: "I really have something to hide from you. The reason I didn't tell you is that I don't want you to worry..."

Jiang Chengjia swallowed, gasped, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, grabbed his hand and said, "Forget it, since you are afraid that I will worry, I won't ask anymore. If you have made up your mind, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I'm not angry anymore... Zhaoyuan, I'm hungry... I want to eat something."

She tactfully crossed this topic, not wanting to say anything more, nor did she want Ning Nanyou to discover her abnormality, so she begged him a little bit coquettishly.

Ning Nan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and smiled: "Speaking of it, I'm hungry too."

He called out, and the maid guarding the corridor came to the front of the house and asked, "What are the instructions for the lord?"

"Go and make a basin of hot water." He instructed.

The maid responded and stepped back.

Jiang Chengjia stared at the maid leaving in front of the door and was out of the way.

After a while, he asked blankly: "Where did this maid come from? He didn't serve here last night..."

Ning Nanyou took her hand and whispered: "I will tell you the truth, all the servants and maids in the Fu Garden are ours."

Jiang Chengjia froze and paused for a long time but didn't say anything.

After a while, she said in a mute voice: "The servants and maids here are all our people? How is this possible? Before we arrived here, Song Zong would place us in which yard in Anya Village, you would never know in advance...How could it be..."

"At that time, when Song Zong spent a huge amount of money to buy this farm and ordered the cement tiler to build it carefully, I sent my own people to the farm. Since Song Zong spent a lot of money to build the farm here, he would definitely use it for him. Over the years, my people have already conducted a full investigation into the inside of the village and investigated the reason why Song Zong lived in this farm every autumn. More than half a month ago, when I wrote a letter with Song Zong to explain that I was going to visit, I specially asked Uncle Ji to re-record the file that recorded the details of the village and made some plans. Song Zong built the Fu Garden in the village with great magnificent, but it was not for him to live in it.

Our people have been in this Anya Village for several years. Song Zong never set foot in Fuyuan. When there were distinguished guests, he used Fuyuan as a guest room for guests to live in. Guests with low status lived in Changchun Garden west of the village. So I arranged staff in both guest gardens and asked them to prepare at any time. A few days ago, the eyeliner of Anya Village came to a letter saying that Song Zong had specially cleaned Fuyuan. I guessed that he wanted to make a living so that I could live in when I came to visit. He finally took my identity seriously and did not drive me to live in Changchun Garden west. It was also a fear of my reputation of being cruel and cruel outside." Ning Nanyou explained in detail.

Jiang Chengjia understood the reason why Ningnan was worried about Fuyuan and was not afraid of Song Zong's surveillance.

"So that's the case?" Jiang Chengjia nodded and responded.

After a moment, the maid who had just left, walked into the room with several people who had prepared the washing copper basin and silk scarf. After a little salute, she placed the copper basin and silk scarf on the table.

They were about to soak the silk scarf to serve Ning Nanyou and Jiang Chengjia to wash up. But they saw the young man in black clothes waved his hand in front of them and stopped them. They heard a low male voice coming from the front, saying, "Go down, I can do it myself."

The maids looked at each other, silently put down the scarf in their hands, and retreated.

Ning Nanyou soaked the water with a scarf and gently squeezed it dry. He wiped Jiang Chengjia's cheeks, and then brought the rinse water in the tea bowl and handed it to her.

After the two washed up, Qianshan took advantage of the time to walk in from the corridor outside the yard with a maid.

These servants and maids held a table of food in their hands, and each table was filled with two plates of exquisite snacks.

The dessert looks very delicate, carved according to the shapes of various crabapple flowers, and looks extremely realistic, exuding a unique and rich aroma. The most attractive thing is the decoration under the flowers, and the delicate flower pads kneaded with the dough are cut with tassel-like ears.

Jiang Chengjia looked at these colorful, exquisite and unique snacks and said in surprise: "Are these... not the tassel cakes unique to Jiangnan? Qianshan... where did you prepare to come from? I'm afraid no one in Guangzhou can make tassel cakes, right?"

Qianshan looked at her with a smile and said, "This... I don't know... The lady is going to ask you."

Jiang Chengjia was stunned, turned to look at Ning Nanyou, with stars shining in her eyes and said, "Did you arrange it specifically?"

Ning Nanyou smiled on his face and said softly: "Seven days ago, when you were eating those farm pastries in the farm, didn't you remember the tassel cakes from Jiangnan? I thought so much that I even had saliva. Tell me, you have never tasted the tassel cakes since you left with your brother six years ago. I miss it very much?"

Jiang Chengjia was moved and said, "So you remembered it? But... how could you make tassel cake? The reason why the sweet cake in Jiangnan is famous is because it is inherited by only one family of Liusu Buildings, and the restaurant next to it cannot make the flavor of the cake..."

Ning Nanyou did not answer her question, but brought a plate of pastries to her and said gently: "You taste it first, does it taste like it?"

Jiang Chengjia smiled and happily took the plate, picked up a golden crabapple holding a flower pad, and couldn't bear to say, "The appearance of this flower is too realistic..."

The young man secretly laughed and said, "Why are you reluctant to eat?"

Jiang Chengjia showed two white pearls and jade teeth, and was happy: "I'm still reluctant to let it go. But I always want to taste your kindness!"

She opened her mouth and asked for a sip. A strong fragrance drifted into her voice, making her feel as if she was placed in a sea of ​​flowers in an instant, with the effect of concentrating and calming. The golden "petals" melted in the mouth, and the sweet but not greasy taste made her remember the scenes from many years ago.

The familiar taste made her widen her eyes and looked at Ning Nanyou and said, "The taste of this pastry is nothing different from the tassel cake I had eaten back then... How did Erlang do it?"

Seeing that she was so surprised and liked to have fun, the young man said softly: "Do you like it?"

Jiang Chengjia nodded and said, "I like it, of course I like it."
Chapter completed!