She pushed open the door and was about to ask the servant who was guarding the door.

When he turned around, he saw Ning Nanyou standing in the courtyard wearing thin clothes, talking to Ji Xianzhi.

She slowly moved over and called softly, "Erlang?"

The person in front of him stopped talking to Ji Xianzhi, slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Chengjia, with a pale face but a slight smile and said, "Madam, are you awake?"

Jiang Chengjia nodded and saw Ji Xianzhi standing aside before leaving, so he tactfully said, "At this time, can you have food for me? I'll prepare some food?"

Before she could take a step, she was grabbed by her wrist. Jiang Chengjia was a little surprised and looked back at him.

Ning Nanyou didn't say anything, but gently brought her into his arms and said gently, "You have to be busy as soon as you wake up? You have been tired for several days, so just take a break. Just ask the servants to do those things."

Ji Xianzhi looked at this situation and bowed respectfully, "Lord, that old slave will take his leave first..."

Ning Nanyou nodded as a response, then turned his head and looked at Jiang Chengjia's somewhat dull eyes and said softly, "A Luo still feels tired?"

Ji Xianzhi slowly retreated and stepped out of this small courtyard.

Jiang Chengjia glanced at the figure in the afterglow and said for a moment, "It's just a little sore. Erlang... Your injury is too serious. How long has it been to rest? I got up early in the morning and I'm so tired. Go back to my room with me. You've been sleeping for two days and it's time to change your dressing."

"Okay." He hooked the corners of his lips, slowly climbed up a warm color on his eyebrows, naturally holding her hand, and walked into the room step by step.

"But... this afternoon... it's time for us to leave here... Linhe is only a day away from here. There are so many things along the way, all because of the car stopping and stopping, so it's like this." He pondered.

Jiang Chengjia frowned and said, "Your injury is so serious... Although Doctor Sun has sutured the wound on you, the wound will definitely crack again after a bumpy journey in one day. How can you make such a mess?"

Ning Nanyou's lips never fell, and he whispered in a shallow voice, "I'm not afraid of having Aluo here. Uncle Ji asked me for a four-horse carriage. The wooden couch inside was very large. I'll be fine if I lie down, and there's no problem."

"That's not OK!" Jiang Chengjia muttered, very dissatisfied, stood on the steps, staring at Ning Nanyou who was turning his back, and said angrily.

She suddenly stopped and Ning Nanyou was pulled down, her feet slipped and she almost stood firm. So she turned her head and stopped to look at her, looking helpless, and coaxed gently, "Okay, let's take a few days off. However, we still have to change the place. After all, this mansion is the private residence of the county prefect Zhang Xian."

Jiang Chengjia was willing to agree. He shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the house. She lowered her head slightly and followed his steps into the house.

The two closed the door and went to the couch together. Jiang Chengjia took the long cloth and plaster prepared on the side, and then ordered the servant to cook the Chinese medicine before he was willing to sit down.

She untied her clothes for Ning Nanyou, looked at the blood on his clothes, and the scene of the sea of ​​blood in the Zhang Mansion on the eve of the previous year appeared in her mind. She suddenly felt ache in her heart, so she said in a strange way, "Erlang...I... have a request."

Ning Nanyou paused, half-squinted his eyes and looked at her secretly, and said calmly, "Tell me."

Jiang Chengjia was awakened by his word "speak" and suddenly realized what he said, so he could only continue to say it with a tough bullet.

"Ning Nankun escaped from Quanling. Before leaving, he ordered the execution of more than 60 maids from the Zhang Mansion. I hid in the dark and saw with my own eyes, but I could not save these innocent people with one person's strength. I watched them die here. Can you... buy a coffin for them and let them be buried in peace?" Although she said something unintentionally, Jiang Chengjia's eyes were still covered with a layer of strong expectation, and his voice was a little trembling.

Ning Nanyou did not expect Jiang Chengjia to mention the tragic death of the Zhang family, so a trace of unknown emotions flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly drooped, "These servants and maids in the Zhang family help the evildoer... imprison you here, do you still want me to buy a coffin for them?"

He was obviously a little repulsive.

"Although I was captured by Ning Nankun this time, the slaves of Zhang Mansion also gave me a lot of convenience. Several nannies who were dressing for me even discussed how to help me escape... But now Ning Nankun is defeated, and they died because of this... These people are just obeying their orders and should have a good life, but at this moment they are lonely and dead in the wild. I can't bear it." Jiang Chengjia tried his best to restrain the sadness in his heart, and tried to calm down his tone.

Her bright eyes were filled with tears, as if she was blaming herself.

"Madam is blaming herself for not saving them?" Ning Nan asked for worry.

Jiang Chengjia lowered her eyes, her curly eyelashes trembled, and she said with a silence: "Yes, I blame myself."

Ning Nanyou remained silent and became dull.

At this moment, the little girl in front of her lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly and sighed: "At that time, if my force was restored... I could save them. If I could find the Lord and Marquis earlier, they might not have died tragically. Ning Nankun's dog thief, so cruel and injustice, I wish I could not stab him to death with a sword."

Perhaps it was because she was blaming herself for not returning to the Zhang Mansion in time to stop all this, and she blamed herself for not expecting Ning Nankun's silence in advance. She expressed her emotions in front of him for the first time and was a little out of control.

Ning Nanyou listened, and didn't know what kind of emotion appeared in his heart. Looking at Jiang Chengjia's sad eyes at the moment, he was silent for a moment, "Those who win others will prosper, and those who lose others will collapse. Madam, don't be too sad. Ning Nankun's move will be backfired in the future and will definitely suffer bad consequences. For those people, I have already ordered Uncle Ji to find a good place to bury it, erect a monument, and ordered people to send a letter to their home."

Jiang Chengjia took off his clothes and untied the tie in the middle. Hearing what he said, his hands on the tie couldn't help but tremble, and a layer of tears burst out from his eyes. Then, there were drops of crystal tears flowing out. She sat in front of him, her nose was so sour.

"Those who get others will prosper, and those who lose others will collapse."

At that time, she was traveling in the mortal world and happened to be heading north from the Wenshui River by boat. However, she accidentally ran into a group of noble children who were living their lives on the banks of the Wenshui River.

On the shore, a group of playboys with luxurious clothes, greasy faces, and laugh wildly. The servants of the family were whipping and beating a group of beggars with no power, and even slashing and slaughtering with big swords. The bloody and terrifying scene was terrifying. But the playboys laughed loudly, even pointing at the little beggar who was terrified and kowtowed to the executioner and begging for mercy. Jiang Chengjia saw this scene, and his heart was filled with anger, and he was about to use his magic power to save him.

Fu Yang suddenly appeared at this time. He stood by the Wenshui River, wearing purple clothes, beat and taught the group of noble children who did not take human lives seriously one by one. Without knowing anyone, he kicked these children into Wenshui and rescued a group of beggars in ragged clothes and were beaten and scolded or even chopped.

She remembered that day very clearly.

This man in purple robe stood by the river and said coldly to the group of playboys struggling in the water, "It can be seen that there is such a saying in this world, 'Those who win others will prosper, and those who lose others will collapse'. If you treat innocent people like this, you will inevitably be punished by heaven in the future and enter the animal realm."

She stood at the bow of the boat and slowly approached the shore. Seeing that he was waiting for these playboys to be exhausted and unable to continue slapping the water splash beside him. When she was about to drown, Zi Xiu waved her lightly and rescued the people.

He just punished and wanted these noble children to understand the panic of falling into a whirlpool, unable to save themselves, and the huge shadow of death.

In this world, there are many different levels, and the high and low are very clear. The beggars who are chased and beaten and killed are just objects that wealthy families can enjoy through such cruel methods when they are bored. In the eyes of noble families, they count nothing, and their lives are extremely despicable.

But their lives are particularly important in Fu Yang's eyes.

Jiang Chengjia's mind kept revolving his past memories, mixed with guilt for the unjustly death of the servants and maids in the Zhang family. He forgot where he was, and tears kept pouring out like a spring.

Seeing her like this, Ning Nanyou felt uncontrollably. He was half-tied and didn't tie her in his arms. He hurriedly took her into his arms and asked softly, "What's wrong? But I was scared by the scene on the eve?"

Jiang Chengjia suddenly woke up from the memories and touched her cheeks. Her slender jade fingers were full of pearls and water. She leaned on his shoulders in a daze, looked up at his cheeks, and said softly, "No... Erlang, don't worry. I just remembered the days when my former brothers wandered outside to make a living, and I was sad."

"Is it because of these dead slaves... that remind you of the unhappy memories of the past?" Ning Nanyou hugged her gently, always feeling that Jiang Chengjia's face was too quiet and sad just now. The strong sadness made Ning Nanyou feel inexplicably suffocating familiarity.

He always felt that he seemed to have seen Jiang Chengjia's bitter expression at some point.

"Yes. But... all these have passed, but I am just unwilling to let go of them. I am just wronged for them." Jiang Chengjia tried hard to smile, wiped away tears, sat up from his arms, and continued to take off his middle robes and unbutton the belt of his inner robe.

The author has something to say: At this point, the novel has been on the shelves for a week. I have carefully studied the first 150,000 words and I am very stubborn. Because I have always liked strategy, I always wanted to write such a story. The origin of the story was a sudden idea in high school. What if a woman with both civil and military skills and talent and appearance falls in love with a slander? Will there be any different endings of the story? So there were two characters Jiang Mengluo and Ning Nanyou. From determining their character to chewing through the story, I have a rough model. Many things happened during this period and experienced multiple setbacks. The people around me once opposed me doing this thing I love, but I still stubbornly persisted.

Before writing this book, I also wrote another book, which is the predecessor of this book. The protagonist of this book is the generation of children in the old book. Although the old book is not well written, it has laid some preparations for this book. I am very grateful to some book friends who have always supported it. Although there are not many people, they have given me great encouragement.
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