Troubled Times

But because he lowered his head and didn't see anyone blocking his way, he rushed forward and crashed into a person's arms, Jiang Ying cursed secretly: "Who is standing here without long eyes, making things difficult for the young master?" .

The brim of Jiang Ying's hat was lifted up, and a magnified handsome face appeared in Jiang Ying's field of vision. His black and shiny hair was hidden under the military cap, his handsome sword eyebrows flew obliquely, and his slender black eyes contained With sharp lips, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his handsome outline appeared sharp-edged, and his neat military uniform looked cold, arrogant and aloof but aggressive.

"Young commander...Deputy Jiang?" Zhong Yun's gun was already loaded, and it was pointed at Jiang Ying's head.But when he saw Jiang Ying's face, he immediately put down his gun, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

"Oh, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, Young Marshal Fang." Jiang Ying still looked like a dude on the face, trying to calm down the faster heartbeat when he just bumped into Fang Han's arms. This is not the heartbeat he should have.

"Master Jiang, Fang can't afford to be your long-time admirer." Fang Han's face was still cold, but he was actually relieved to see Jiang Ying, who was looking good in front of him. Those who came back first, all the troops were handed over to the lieutenant general and they were still stationed there. "What are you doing here?"

The corner of Jiang Ying's mouth curled up into a contemptuous smile, "What are you doing, of course you're joining the lane to welcome Young Marshal Fang! Didn't the Young Marshal receive my gift just now?" Jiang Ying always looked like he was about to start a fight outside. The arrogant look made the surrounding eyes focus on this side, "Okay, you are done welcoming, and I have received the gift, why don't I send Master Jiang back to the house?" Fang Han was not irritated by Jiang Ying's appearance, and reasoned After clearing the white gloves on his hands, he said in an uncompromising tone.

"There's no need to trouble Young Marshal Fang. I still have an appointment, so I'll leave first." After Jiang Ying finished speaking, she wanted to push Fang Han away and run away. It was a joke. She hadn't had a good time just running out. How could she go back? But this person really struggled to push Shen Sheng, he didn't see Fang Han standing in front of him, with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Since Young Master Jiang is in such a hurry to go back, Fang will help Young Master Jiang." Fang Han said calmly regardless of Jiang Ying's attempt to push him away, grabbed Jiang Ying's wrist and pulled him to the front of the horse

"I'll be there myself" Jiang Ying looked at the tall horse in front of him and suddenly got into his mind. He broke away from Fang Han's hand and turned onto the horse's back, clamping the horse's belly, thinking that tomorrow's tabloid should be about the Jiang family's young master's downtown Let's get on the horse, but it doesn't matter, my father will definitely be able to settle it.

However, Fang Han failed to fulfill his wish. He only heard him put his hand to his mouth and whistle, and the horse stopped. Jiang Ying thought a little dejectedly, but forgot that the horse belonged to Fang Han. Maybe tomorrow The tabloid should be that the young master of the Jiang family wants to let go of the horse in the city, and the young marshal Fang is trying to turn the tide.I blamed myself for insisting on teasing Fang Han just now, otherwise I would be drinking tea and listening to a little song now.

"This horse is a little wild, Young Master Jiang has to sit down." Fang Han didn't know if he was pointing at Sang Huai, but Jiang Ying thought he was, Fang Han didn't get on the horse, but just led the rein and walked towards Jiang's mansion.

"Hey, which tabloid do you think I will be featured in tomorrow?" Jiang Ying was bored and wanted to talk to Fang Han in front of her

"It should be all the tabloids in Beiting. After all, Master Jiang is so famous, isn't he?" Fang Han smiled. This little ancestor rarely gets published in the tabloids. It's better to be restrained, thinking of this, his face suddenly became serious, "How much have you forgotten?"

"What did you say?" Jiang Ying sat on the horse and asked again without hearing clearly. He was about to arrive at Jiang Manor, and the private guards had already been taken away by Fang Han.

"I said, how many things have you forgotten?"

"This one, guess what?"

"I'm not joking with you. You have to tell me how many things you forgot before I know how to help you." Fang Han turned his head and walked to Jiang Ying, looking up at Jiang Ying who was sitting on the horse, his eyes were The unprecedented seriousness made Jiang Ying's heart tremble.

"Help me? Young Marshal Fang? What can you help me with?" Jiang Ying said a little funny

"About 15 years old"

"Ok?"

"Your memory is probably around 15 years old." Because only you at that time would treat me like this, Fang Han felt a little bitter, but he just looked at Jiang Ying calmly

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Jiang Ying was a little surprised. Could it be that his relationship with him has deteriorated in the past four years since he lost his memory?

"Because we have been fighting side by side for a long time, we are the most tacit understanding...companions" Fang Han thought for a while before saying the last two words

"Huh?" Jiang Ying picked out her ears, feeling that she must be hallucinating, or this kid was framing herself

"I know you don't believe it." Fang Han shook his head helplessly, and led the horse towards the door.

"Since you are sick, you should take a good rest. What are you doing jumping up and down all day? Let my aunt know and you should worry again." Fang Han stood at the stairs and turned back to Jiang Ying and said

Jiang Ying curled her mouth and said indignantly: "I've been healed a long time ago. If it wasn't for you today, my lord, I would already be drinking a little wine and listening to a little song." Then he suddenly put on a smiling face, "Fang How about going out with me to have fun when the young commander returns from victory?"

"No need to be happy, but I can go out to buy silk handkerchiefs with Master Jiang who has been grounded for a long time." Fang Han put on a cold face, but the words he said could indeed choke people to death

"Really?" Jiang Ying raised her head in surprise, and when she bought a silk handkerchief, she bought a silk handkerchief. After going out of this door, it's not up to her to decide what to buy.

Looking at Jiang Ying's bright peach blossom eyes, Fang Han choked but nodded, unexpectedly, Jiang Ying would not be annoyed and let him join the army.Yes, although I lost my memory, I am not stupid, Fang Han comforted himself.

"What did Fang Shaoshuai grow up on, and why did his head move so fast?" Jiang Ying looked at Fang Han, who was a head taller than himself, and said a little sourly.

"Your leftovers!" Fang Han said without thinking, and the smiles in his eyes made Jiang Ying shake. "You will give me whatever you don't eat. Do you think it is your leftovers?"

"I thought I could stick to it for the rest of my life, but in the blink of an eye, it was like a red rose in the spring evening, and it rose again and again..." Yang Xinrou hummed a little song just as she came down from the stairs, and saw Fang Han, with a concerned look on her face expression

"Han'er is back? Didn't you say it will take half a month to arrive?"

"It's almost done, I'll come back and report to uncle first." Fang Han smiled politely at Yang Xinrou,

"I'm thin, I'll ask the kitchen to make up for you later." Yang Xinrou sized up Fang Han and said softly for a while

"Thank you aunt for your concern, uncle is upstairs."

"Well, he was talking to Adjutant Ji in the study."

"Okay, then I'll go up first." Although he has lived under the same roof for more than 20 years, Fang Han also knows that Yang Xinrou has always hated himself in his heart. After all, both others and himself think that Jiang Yihong is trying to let him take over It was only in this position that Jiang Ying was raised.Those who didn't know thought it was the young master of the Jiang family who was willing to degenerate, and those who knew could only praise Jiang Yi Hongyi and Bo Yuntian.

"Why are you dressed like this? Did you sneak out?" Yang Xinrou's voice of reproach to Jiang Ying was behind her, that was the real tone when she cared about the child.