lord and beauty

There was silence in the house, except for the whistling sound of the night wind whizzing by. The night outside the window was as deep as ink, turning into a bloody mouth and swallowing all the lights on the field.

The red lanterns swaying in the wind outside the wooden house had been extinguished at some point, the last light disappeared, and the chaotic darkness returned to the woodshed.

Tan Qiu's fever has not gone away, his head is still chaotic and heavy, and his reactions are half a beat slower than usual. He didn't notice the stagnation of the atmosphere in the room at this time, and just hung his head and murmured in a daze.

"Ah... I recognize you, you are the master of the Jiang family..."

Tan Qiu lowered his head lower and lower, and finally his voice was even weaker, drowned in the cold wind blowing outside the house, but Jiang Beimu could hear it clearly.

"You are... the master of the Jiang family."

"How will you be here……"

When the last sound was caught in the wind and snow, Tan Qiu also fell down in response, her body slid down against the wall, and was hugged the moment she was about to touch the ground.

Jiang Beimu hugged Tan Qiu's shoulders without saying a word, half-kneeling on the ground, motionless as if turned into a stone statue, a needle could be heard in the room, and Tan Qiu's rapid and scorching breath sprayed on his neck , Jiang Beimu's face was calm, only those eyes revealed his a little stunned.

No matter how slow Jiang Beimu reacted, he could sense that Tan Qiu had lost his memory again.

In other words, Tan Qiu also recovered his memory, but he couldn't remember all the things after that.

For the first time, Jiang Beimu felt that fate was such a trick. He tried to help Tan Qiu recover his memory before, but it was in vain. Now Tan Qiu seemed to let go of the past, but remembered it by accident.

What puzzled him even more was that Tan Qiu was able to forget what happened afterwards.

If it wasn't for Tan Qiu's expression that didn't seem to be fake, and his strange actions in the bandit village just now, Jiang Beimu would have never expected such a surprising thing to happen.

Jiang Beimu hurriedly took a few deep breaths, suppressing the irritability in his heart, biting his lower lip with the tip of his teeth to refresh himself, and managed to pull back his mood under the stimulation of the slight pain, and whispered towards Looking at Tanqiu, he said, "I'll go see the medicine."

After saying that, he turned around and left, his steps were chaotic, as if he was running away, Tan Qiu didn't know how much he heard, so he only responded vaguely, and then continued to sleep deeply.

After feeding the medicine, Jiang Beimu lived peacefully in the middle of the night, and talked about the onset of the medicine. In addition, he was already sleepy and slept very deeply. Jiang Beimu watched for a while, and when he saw the wind and snow outside stopped for a while, he closed his eyes and took a nap.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was at dawn, after a night of wind and snow, the outside was completely white.

Tan Qiu woke up from the cold.

Wisps of cold wind came in through the crack of the window, Tan Qiumi opened her eyes in bewilderment, only to realize that the outside had been dyed white, and she was covered with a coat, but there was no one else around.

Tan Qiu sat for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses. It seemed that the Jiang family master saved him last night. He still vaguely remembered that he seemed to be sick. He makes soup...

Tan Qiu shrank his hands, lifted the outer shirt on his body, looked at it for a long time and confirmed that the outer shirt belonged to the Jiang family master, and then slowly got up.

The head is no longer hot, and the fever has subsided, but the back of the head is still a little swollen. Tan Qiu stretched out his hand to touch the back of the head, and immediately gasped, and couldn't help "hissing", the back of the head was swollen at some point There was a big bag, and it was painfully tight when pressed lightly, and the feeling of dizziness emerged again.

Tan Qiu was startled and didn't dare to move anymore. He stood there for a while and looked at the firewood house. Jiang Beimu didn't know where he went. He was the only one in the room. Tan Qiu carefully folded his clothes and hugged him. On the chest, I don't know whether it is joy or worry.

Jiang Beimu left without waiting for him.

Tan Qiu was depressed, but his rationality told him that it was nothing. After all, Jiang Beimu saved him and made him soup last night. He did enough. With their relationship, Jiang Beimu didn't need it at all. do these...

Tan Qiu pursed her lips, as if a stone was pressed in her heart, she slowly went downstairs and out the door.

The snow in the small courtyard has been swept away and piled up on the side of the road. When Tan Qiu went out, he happened to see a couple in their 50s drinking porridge in front of the main house. A bowl of pickled dried radish, Tan Qiu looked at the white porridge, felt a hint of hunger belatedly, and let out a grunt.

The old couple also found Tan Qiu, and said enthusiastically, "Are you awake, are you recovering? Your brother is in the kitchen, you should go get something to eat."

elder brother?Tan Qiu thought about it carefully, and it became clear that perhaps it was Jiang Beimu's words to the old couple. Whether the elder brother was good or the master's family, Tan Qiu didn't care much. Now it's more important to fill his stomach first.

Tan Qiu simply said hello to the old couple, then walked towards the kitchen.

Jiang Beimu was dressed in bunts and was fetching water to wash the pot. He didn't turn his head when he heard the movement at the door, and said directly: "The porridge has been served for you. There is an egg on the table. You peel and eat it too."

"Where do you get the eggs?" Tan Qiu subconsciously asked.

"I kept it in the backyard. I bought it from them. You can eat it without worry." Jiang Beimu scooped out the water in the pot with an iron spoon, poured it into the water basin, took it outside the house and poured it out, and poured another basin of clean water Come wash it a second time.

Tan Qiu walked to the table, he was really hungry, he didn't care about other things at this time, he didn't use chopsticks, he just held the bowl with both hands and drank the porridge, and when the warm porridge entered his stomach, a little warmth spread all over his body.

"Last night...thank you." Tan Qiu finished the porridge and felt a little full. He reached out and cracked open the eggshell. His eyes fell on the back of the man standing in front of the stove, and he said softly.

The man stopped cleaning the pot, the tablecloth he was holding slipped slightly, fell into the water, made a rumble, splashed water and wet his sleeves, but the man didn't seem to feel anything, just stood silently in the original place land.

Tan Qiu paused for a moment while peeling the eggs, and looked at the man's back with a little fear.

The man is tall and muscular, and his short body suit reveals his figure without a doubt. The half-exposed forearm and the knuckles of the palm all show that the man is a practicing family, not to mention that the man broke into the bandit's village alone last night Bringing him out effortlessly showed his strength even more.

Such a person can kill himself just by moving his fingers.

Tan Qiu unconsciously slowed down her breathing, not sure what the man's attitude was.

"Do you still remember me."

After a long time, the man spoke in a hoarse voice.

An ordinary question, Tan Qiu seemed to hear some... grievances?

Tan Qiu was frightened by her own thoughts, quickly restrained her thoughts, and looked at the man quietly, the man returned to normal, and continued to wash the pots and dishes, but his movements were much slower than before, as if he was absent-minded.

"Hmm..." Tan Qiu responded tentatively, "You belong to the Jiang family...um..."

"It's not this identity." The man interrupted suddenly, and Tan Qiu was startled like a frightened bird. He looked down at the egg in his hand in embarrassment, and awkwardly touched the eggshell.

"Sorry, I scared you." The man said in a low voice, Tan Qiu felt that he was trying to suppress his emotions.

"It's okay." Tan Qiu shook his head, "Well...you can eat this egg."

The man didn't answer, and just asked another question on his own.

"Zheng'er, do you remember? Jiang Zheng."

Tan Qiu didn't answer in a hurry this time, but tried to ponder for a while before whispering: "I don't remember... who is he?"

The man kept silent, which made Tan Qiu a little embarrassed, so he had to take the initiative to say: "The grace of saving life is unforgettable, but I have nothing to give you... If you need to use me in the future, you can tell me directly. of."

"Do you remember where your home is?" the man asked with his hands on the stove.

Tan Qiu answered honestly, "Yes."

"Are you planning to go home?"

"Um……"

The man sighed, "After a while, I will take you back. You will still live with me during this time."

Tan Qiu was about to refuse when he heard the words, but the man seemed to have seen through Tan Qiu's plan, and said directly: "Now you are going home alone, you are a living target. I burned down their village last night, and they You will definitely not let it go, if you fall into their hands again, you can imagine what will happen to you."