wife and king

Rumors about Yan Cangling, with the help of Qingbo, really spread in Fangcheng and other cities. people's hearts.However, after Fangcheng, because Xu Songming did a good job of covering up the rumors in Fangcheng, the rumors in Fangcheng were all false rumors, which would not affect Yan Cangling's real reputation, but also achieve the effect of gossip.I'm afraid that it won't take long before Yan Wang's "prestige" will resound throughout the Huan Dynasty.

But on the cusp of the wind and waves, our King Yan stays in the mansion every day, making good friends with his benefactor.Ever since Ji Fuxin raised his point that day, Yan Cangling has become more and more in awe of Ji Fuxin. From time to time, he would go to him to discuss matters that he couldn't solve. Sometimes when he was bored, he would also talk to him about his thoughts .Ji Fuxin can always listen quietly, sometimes responding with a sentence, and without hesitation, he brings out all the truths he knows, and slowly enlightens him.

In getting along like this, the two gradually develop a sense of sympathy for each other, and deeply think that the other party is a rare confidant in their lives, who can both know and understand, just like Boya Ziqi.

With Yan Cangling's help, Ji Fuxin smiled more and more. In the words of Dr. Wang, the knot in his heart gradually disappeared. As long as there is an opportunity, he can recover from his heart disease and regain his speech.This conclusion really made Yan Cangling happy for several days. Whenever he saw Ji Fuxin, he would stare at his lips for a long while, until Ji Fuxin blushed and turned his head away, and he would smile to ease the embarrassment.

During this period of time, Yan Cangling's work did not stop, while sending people to continue looking for the trafficker who sold Ji Fuxin, and at the same time inquiring about Ji Fuxin's identity, he was very troublesome. For this reason, Le Ziyou often came to see Le Qi As an excuse, she jumped to his house, grabbed him by the collar and said that he was not good at taking care of himself, and spent so much time for a benefactor.

At this moment, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he gently pushed Le Ziyou's hand away, shaking his head and saying, "You don't understand." With a deep sigh, he waved his hand to let Le Ziyou go down to find Le Qi up.

Everyone has past events that they are too fragile to mention, and Ji Fuxin's life experience is one of them.Yan Cangling also inquired about Ji Fuxin's life experience, but in the end, he couldn't remember what Ji Fuxin said. He only remembered Ji Fuxin's frightened eyes when he recalled the past.There was so much fear in those eyes that he didn't dare to delve into them, for fear that if he poked them in, he would see purgatory on earth.When he saw Ji Fuxin's pale face and trembling lips trying to get out of the shadow of the past for the second time, he finally gave up asking about Ji Fuxin's life experience.

It's not without reason that he expended so much thought on chasing Ji Fuxin's life experience. He felt that if Ji Fuxin was so frightened, what Ji Fuxin experienced before he came to Pinfang Pavilion must not be simple. There are quite a few involved.He also asked Ji Fuxin if he remembered the incident of human trafficking, but Ji Fuxin just shook his head, saying that he had no memory of it.

Ji Fuxin doesn't remember, and Xu Songming can't find out the human trafficker with the portrait drawn by Mengrong. What secret is hidden behind the trafficking of Ji Fuxin.

Yan Cangling was heartbroken by this, besides helping to take Ji Fuxin out of the house every day, he was busy with Ji Fuxin's affairs, and after a person arrived, he was extremely busy.

This morning, Xu Songming came to report to him as usual that there was no progress in the traffickers. At that time, the sky outside happened to be gloomy, with hints of rain. After what Xu Songming said, Yan Cangling had no reason. Resentful and depressed, he shattered the teacup on the table with a flick of his hand. Unfortunately, he was scratched by the broken pieces of porcelain.This action frightened Xu Songming, he hurriedly called Doctor Wang with a long voice, and wanted to bandage Yan Cangling, but Yan Cangling refused.

Pushing away the rushing Doctor Wang, Yan Cangling rubbed between his tired brows, looked outside at the cloudy sky, and suddenly felt that his mood had started to become windy and cloudy with that day, and was about to thunder and lightning, he sighed, Then he took a step and went to Chaoling Pavilion.

Whenever he was in a bad mood, he always liked to look for Ji Fuxin, as if every time he saw that quiet face, the fire in his heart would be extinguished in an instant. Fu Xin is that bend of quiet spring water.

When Yan Cangling stepped into the Chaolin Pavilion, Le Qi was serving Ji Fuxin's breakfast. When he saw him, the originally rigid lines on Le Qi's face tightened a bit, and his whole body exuded an unfriendly expression—this was already This is not the first time, Yan Cangling has long been used to his attitude.

As soon as Yan Cangling arrived, Ji Fu sharply saw the injury on his hand, stood up with his lips parted, and asked him what happened to his hand with concern.

Yan Cangling's depressed mood suddenly eased. He took the porridge from Le Qi's hand, lifted his robe and sat down, and scooped up a spoonful of porridge while explaining: "It's nothing, I'm not in a good mood, I knocked over the teacup and hurt it." That's all. You are in good health today."

Ji Fuxin frowned, looked at the spoon that was handed over, did not open his mouth, and only stared at Yan Cangling's injured hand with a pair of burning eyes.

"Well, why don't you eat it?" Yan Cangling raised his eyebrows, moved the spoon forward again, and put it on Ji Fuxin's lips.

Ji Fuxin still didn't open his mouth, Yan Cangling felt ashamed with the certainty in his eyes, so he could only withdraw his hand embarrassingly, and obediently took out some healing medicine from the medicine box beside him, and rubbed it on his hand.

After marching and fighting for so many years, Yan Cangling didn't pay much attention to this kind of minor injury. Only Ji Fuxin and other noble sons raised at home would worry about it. Therefore, when applying the medicine, Yan Cangling couldn't help muttering: "Such a minor injury is a waste of time." Medicine, it's a pity, how many people in the army have no medicine to rub. Ouch!" Yan Cangling raised his head and frowned, "Why did you bump into me again?"

Ji Fu gave Yan Cangling a cross-eyed glance, straightened his body, closed his eyes, and didn't say much.

Yan Cangling was not sure about Ji Fuxin's temper anymore, he sighed, pressed Ji Fuxin on his shoulder, and carefully asked himself where he had offended him again.

Ji Fuxin saw that he was comfortable with rubbing and kneading, so Fang explained carelessly. It turned out that he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Yan Cangling's words. After all, he himself was injured. It's wrong that he wasted medicine.

After Yan Cangling heard this, he was so scared that his stomach was pumped, he waved his hand and apologized, saying that he didn't mean it, and hoped that Ji Fuxin would not mind, he coaxed him left and right, and then he comforted Ji Fuxin.

Afterwards, Yan Cangling sighed, and continued to bandage himself with his head lowered, but he was not as careful as Ji Fu, and the bandaging of the wound was all nonsense, just rolled into a ball, which caused Ji Fu to sneer.Later, Yan Cangling got annoyed, threw the bandage away, and muttered: "Benefactor, don't laugh, if you really think that I didn't bandage well, get better soon and help me bandage up."

Ji Fuxin stopped laughing, but there was still a smile in his eyes. He pulled out one arm, swayed it, opened his lips to explain, and taught Yan Cangling how to bandage it firmly and securely.

After Yan Cangling wrapped it up with the method Ji Fuxin pointed out, he was shocked: "Benefactor, your dressing method is good, it is firm but not painful, and it is not tight. Where did you learn it?"

Ji Fu was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and shook his head lightly: "My father is often injured, so I developed this technique."

"Often injured?" Yan Cangling asked tentatively with a strange look in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Ji Fuxin stopped talking and said no more, which made Yan Cangling even more confused.

Yan Cangling shook his hand, touched the bandage and said with a smile: "Your technique is really unique, the bandages you make are different from others."

Ji Fu's eyes darkened, he just smiled and said nothing.

Yan Cangling didn't ask any more questions, put away the bandaging equipment, washed his hands briefly, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and fed it to Ji Fuxin's lips: "Now, you are willing to eat porridge."

Ji Fu's eyes twitched, he glanced at him in relief, and lowered his eyebrows to drink the porridge in peace.During the meal, Yan Cangling babbled non-stop, talking about his troubles for a while, and what he was going to do later, as if he had to say all the unfinished things he owed in his previous life, which made Ji Fu's mind a little bit Buzzing and buzzing, it was Le Ziyou who came to pull Ji Fuxin out of the nagging.

"Mu Qing!" Le Zi walked in through the door, glanced at Ji Fuxin, and leaned into Yan Cangling's ear and whispered, "Wang Bin is here."

"Oh? He's here?" Yan Cangling put down the bowl, wiped Ji Fuxin's lips carefully, and asked pretending not to care, "Why did you come here these days, where did you go a few days ago?" When he was holding the handkerchief, he gave Le Ziyou a wink.

Le Ziyou understood, and said loudly on purpose: "A few days ago he left Fangcheng, and he heard that he went to investigate the Minister of the Ministry of War."

"Cough cough..."

Ji Fuxin coughed suddenly, and Yan Cangling hurriedly patted him on the back to comfort him: "Benefactor, you are fine."

Ji Fu shook his head, opened his lips and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to sleep."

"Okay." A strange color crossed Yan Cangling's face, and he honestly supported Ji Fuxin to lie down, and tucked the corner of the quilt tightly for him, and Ji Fuxin turned over to the inner bed, with his back to the two of them.

Yan Cangling straightened up, and Le Ziyou glanced at each other, seeing the suspicion in each other's eyes, Yan Cangling also amplified his voice, pulling Le Ziyou out in a hurry while slowing down in contradiction: "Shangshu of the Ministry of War One thing? Could it be that he is also looking for evidence to reverse the case for the Minister of the Ministry of War?"

"Probably yes, but it is estimated that he is short of manpower, so I came to ask you for help again today."

"Well, since that's the case, it's not too late, let's go see you soon."

"Okay, this way please."

The two sang together and walked out. When they left Ji Fuxin's sight, Yan Cangling looked back at Ji Fuxin deliberately, and found that he was breathing long and seemed to be asleep, but his body was trembling slightly, as if he was very excited. .

"How?" Le Ziyou asked impatiently after walking out of Chaolin Pavilion.

"It's probably the same as our guess," Yan Cangling nodded, "The benefactor is inseparable from the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, but he may be the son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, but there is no evidence for the time being. I have asked Zhong Liang to send people to the capital to investigate the Shangshu of the Ministry of War. , presumably it won’t be long before there will be news.”

"Hey," Le Ziyou said with a smile, "If your benefactor knows what you just said about helping the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, he is lying, and he will probably lose his temper with you again."

"Who says I'm lying," Yan Cangling said with a flick of his sleeves, "I really want to save the Minister of the Ministry of War, otherwise I would call you Wang Bin."

"You..." Le Ziyou was taken aback for a moment, trying to figure out the meaning of Yan Cangling's words over and over again, and suddenly said in surprise, "You mean what you say? You know that this trip is difficult and dangerous."

"It's so strange," Yan Cangling wondered, "It was you who brought Wang Bin here back then, and you were the one who called me to save people, why didn't you let me save them now?"

"I..." Le Ziyou said with a wry smile, "At the beginning, I just hoped that you would use Wang Bin, but I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

"Oh? What have I thought so much about?" Yan Cangling raised his brows and smiled meaningfully.