A Faithful Dog's Secret Guard

Jiang Yao didn't stay in the dungeon for too long, and he went out soon. Jiang Lianzhi knew about this at dawn, and he knelt outside the house calmly to welcome the young master's thunderous wrath.

"The wings have grown hard? How dare you falsely pass my order?" Jiang Lianzhi took a whip and slapped him dozens of times. "You learned how to push your feet without killing you yesterday? After all these years, have you been raised by the Jiang family or by the Xiao family?" of you?"

There were already several scratches on Jiang Yao's face. He knelt motionless and let Jiang Lianzhi vent his anger until a whip was drawn fiercely. If he didn't hide, he would hit his eyes. Then he tilted his head. There was only a gust of wind.

"Who told you to hide?" Jiang Lian kicked him down and whipped him a few more times, "I thought the Jiang family needed you as a shadow so they didn't dare to kill you, did they? Even if you and A Xuan didn't Now, the Jiang family can still find two more people, what do you think you are?"

Jiang Yao struggled to get up from the ground and knelt down again, lowered his head and said: "Young Master, calm down."

"Come here, let Xingtang fetch the iron whip and beat it with salt." Jiang Lianzhi threw away the whip in his hand, and ordered the guard, "Beat me to death, and if you die, throw it to the eagle. .”

The dark guard quickly fetched the heavy iron whip, dipped it in a bucket of coarse salt, rolled it, and when it was brought out again, it was covered with snow-white salt grains and old blood stains, and pointed directly at Jiang Yao's back. Squeeze it down.

Jiang Yao lay prone on the ground in accordance with the rules of torture, his whole body trembling, his hands clasped firmly on the ground, and he gritted his teeth and endured.

"Young master!" Jiang Xuan heard the news and ran to grab the iron whip. The dark guard hurriedly withdrew his strength but still scratched his arm. He knelt down beside Jiang Yao and begged, "Please, young master!" Forgive me and let my brother go."

Jiang Lianzhi likes Jiang Xuan very much, Jiang Xuan is the only person in the entire family who will follow him in everything, he only needs one look at Jiang Xuan to understand what he thinks in his heart, and Jiang Xuan is also very smart, he can help him Make plans.

The most important thing is that Jiang Xuan is very beautiful, even though his eyebrows and eyes are similar, but Jiang Xuan has a completely different temperament from him, such gentleness and cleanliness fascinate him.

Seeing blood oozing from Jiang Xuan's arm, he couldn't help feeling flustered, helped him up and said, "Come on, follow me to get the medicine first."

"I won't go." Jiang Xuan has never had any rules in front of Jiang Lianzhi. He dares to say anything. Anyway, Jiang Lian will follow him in everything. "My brother is going to be beaten to death by you, and I don't want to live. gone."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Lianzhi had no choice but to say, "I won't beat him to death, but he has done something wrong and taught him a lesson. Alright, stop beating, and come with me to get the medicine."

Jiang Xuan turned his head and gave Jiang Yao a wink, Jiang Yao propped himself up weakly, and kowtowed to Jiang Lianzhi: "Thank you, young master, for your kindness."

"Go down." Jiang Lianzhi waved to him irritably, "Don't show up in front of me today."

Jiang Yao answered in a low voice, dragged his bruised body to stand up from the ground, and staggered away. Behind him was Jiang Lianzhi holding Jiang Xuan's hand and speaking worriedly, scolding Jiang Xuan for being too reckless.

He bowed his head and smiled, the gap between himself and Jiang Xuan is really heaven and earth, once Jiang Xuan came, the young master lost all grievances, and even took his life back, but he guessed that Jiang Lianzhi would not fight today. To kill him may not necessarily kill him at the end of yesterday, because Jiang Lianzhi might like him very much in his heart as an object that can be vented at will, he is resistant to beatings and obedient, and the family will never find another one.

This is the meaning of his existence, he is like a stray dog ​​in the mud, anyone who looks at him will hate him.

Only Xiao Yin...

Thinking of this name, Jiang Yao grasped the hilt of the sword, and strengthened his thoughts. He ran back to the humble room where he lived, searched through the boxes, and found a moon-white hairband given to him by the Jiang family in the past.

At that time, the Jiang family let him read and write with Jiang Xuan, and would give the two of them exactly the same things as Jiang Lianzhi, and occasionally let one of them go to some places instead of Jiang Lianzhi. Later, he really couldn't learn from Jiang Lianzhi. After all, Jiang Lianzhi also annoyed him very much, so he became a secret guard quietly, and the Jiang family basically never gave him these things again.

He has seen Jiang Xuan use this hairband before, it is refreshing and delicate, but he has never used it, firstly, he has no chance, and secondly, he feels that he is not worthy of such a good thing, but when he thinks of Xiao Yin in a white robe, he Holding the hair tie, he smiled.

Xiao Yin must be very suitable for this hair band.

On this day, he wisely did not show up in front of Jiang Lianzhi. When it was almost nightfall, he sneaked to the kitchen to have a look. He didn't dare to take anything else. Filled the water bag with clean water, put on a mask, and went to the dungeon in the dark.

When he reached the gate of the dungeon, he changed his excuse, saying that the young master asked him to see if the people inside were dead, but the guard let him in without saying anything.

The hidden guards at the door of the cell must have known last night that he was passing false orders. He was thinking of intimidating and luring him today, but he went in anyway, and at worst he would be beaten up tomorrow. He opened the door.

He suddenly understood that Jiang Xuan might have helped him. Many times, Jiang Xuan could directly bypass Jiang Lianzhi to dispatch the hidden guards, and Jiang Lianzhi acquiesced in all of it.

Xiao Yin was still lying unconscious on the ground, the wound was medicated last night and stopped bleeding, but the wound looked shocking, and the place tied by the iron chain also broke a layer of skin under the unconscious struggle.

The iron chain can be adjusted in length, Jiang Yao secretly adjusted it longer, and half-embraced Xiao Yin to lift him up from the ground and lean on him. Blowing on his hands, he took a cloth strip to wrap up the incision wound, so that the iron chain could move without hurting the wound.

Jiang Yao reapplied medicine to the wound, saw Xiao Yin showing signs of waking up, but his eyes were not open enough, coughed a few times, and said, "It's you again?"

"Young Lord, you can just eat a little." Jiang Yao took out the steamed buns from his bosom, which were still warm, "You haven't eaten for a long time."

Xiao Yin didn't go to pick it up, with his hands hanging down, Jiang Yao suddenly remembered that Xiao Yin's hands were useless and he couldn't do anything, so he couldn't help but cursed himself, saying, "I'll feed you."

He tore off a small piece of steamed bun and handed it to Xiao Yin's mouth, but Xiao Yin kept his mouth tightly shut, and said after a long time: "I told you, kill me."

"There is still a turning point, and we are not at the end of the road yet." Jiang Yao's eyes were already blurred with tears, and he forced himself to speak with a trembling voice, "I will save you out, and when you get out, you can go to the magic doctor in the rivers and lakes to cure you. You can still be the same as before... You have to live, and you can take revenge if you live, and revenge for your family, they must be waiting for you to cheer up and seek justice for them..."

When Jiang Yao seldom spoke so much in one breath, he was stupid and couldn't speak beautiful words, so he could only try his best to comfort Xiao Yin and let him live.

When talking about his family, Xiao Yin finally moved. He closed his eyes and shed a tear. When Jiang Yao handed the steamed bun to his mouth again, he opened his mouth and ate it.

Jiang Yao was overjoyed, and while feeding Xiao Yin to eat steamed buns, he continued to say in a warm voice: "I heard before that the hidden guards of Ping Zhaohou's Mansion are not kept in the mansion, I think they must still be there, and will find a way to save you , even if they don’t come, I will rescue you, take you to that miracle doctor, and connect back the tendons in your hands and feet, so that you can ride horses and shoot arrows again in the future.”

"I love watching you on horseback and archery, because you... well, I won't say, but it's just beautiful. You're going to be fine, get on with what you love, and avenge your family. You're alive Only when there is hope can we do many, many things, your family must still have a lot of things to do, you have to do it for them..."

Jiang Yao babbled a lot, but Xiao Yin never responded. He just ate the steamed buns in silence. After eating one steamed bun, seeing that Jiang Yao wanted to feed the second one, he shook his head: "I won't eat it."

"Oh, good." Jiang Yao opened the water bag again and fed Xiao Yin with water, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach? Indeed, it's better not to eat too much at once. Tomorrow, wait until tomorrow, I will find some for you Here comes the porridge."

There was still some water in the water bag, Jiang Yao poured out a little to wash off the blood stains on Xiao Yin's hair, took out a small comb and combed the hair smoothly, gathered half of the hair and wrapped it with a moon-white headband. He was afraid that Xiao Yin would be bored, so he kept talking, saying whatever came to mind, talking about interesting things he saw, or some occasions when he had seen Xiao Yin from afar.

Xiao Yin used to love to laugh and talk a lot, but now Xiao Yin is taciturn and hardly speaks, and Jiang Yao is not frustrated. As long as Xiao Yin still has the idea of ​​living, everything will be fine.

"Young Master, don't worry, those people won't come to you again for the time being. The Jiang family has been very busy recently, and I will definitely rescue you before they think of you." Jiang Yao said in relief before staying here for too long. , "I will come to see you every day and bring you food. You can tell me what you like to eat, and I will try my best to get it for you."

Xiao Yin closed his eyes and leaned against the wall as if he was about to fall asleep. Jiang Yao stopped disturbing and went out again lightly, leaving the dungeon.

After Jiang Yao walked away, Xiao Yin opened his eyes again, and wanted to raise his hand to touch the things tied in his hair, but he couldn't lift it up at all, so he had to give up.

The voice of that person just now is very similar to Jiang Lianzhi, but much gentler than Jiang Lianzhi. It seems that through a mask, it sounds a bit dull, and that person really loves to cry. He didn’t cry himself. Why does he always cry? Want to cry?

The next morning, Jiang Lianzhi didn't come to Jiang Yaoxing to question him, and Jiang Yao was more convinced that Jiang Xuan was helping, but Jiang Xuan was with Jiang Lianzhi, so he couldn't see him, so he went to the dungeon at night. Yin brought warm porridge and side dishes to warm his stomach, and seeing that Xiao Yin's hair was a little messed up against the wall, he took the trouble to comb it again.

Xiao Yin didn't say anything about killing himself today, Jiang Yao felt even more joyful, and talked even more ramblingly.

Xiao Yin never saw his face, but his voice fell softly on his ears, very nice.

Originally, he should hate a voice like Jiang Lianzhi, but this voice was not annoying at all, it was gentle enough to heal his painful wounds.

The author has something to say:

Zha Yin, you are at the end of the road, but Goose is the only one who treats you well, not him (mother is angry)

Tomorrow I will solve the mystery of how Zha Yin's eyes went blind

Happy Valentine's Day, take away the goose to celebrate the festival!Let Zha Yin go there alone! (indifferent)