"Mr. Nan!" Jiang Xi raised his hand enthusiastically and greeted Mr. Nan.

After many days of separation, he experienced the front line of life and death. When Jiang Xi saw this kind Mr. Nan again, he was filled with the joy of meeting his old friend again. However, he failed to notice in time that there was a person standing beside Mr. Nan.

"Mr. Nan is here." Jiang Xi took back his hand and looked at the grandmother who was wrapped in a black robe with a sharp look, nodding at her calmly nodding and smiling.

"Jiurang is here." Mr. Nan stepped forward a few steps and was as kind as ever, "Why did you come to Xuexinzhai so early?"

Jiang Xi smiled and said, "I came to the city to buy something and prepared to go into the mountain. After passing Xue Xinzhai, I remembered Mr. Nan, so I came in and said hello."

"Entering the mountain?" Mr. Nan's smiled and became more confused.

Jiang Xi nodded and naturally told her story: "Yes, wasn't Huafang Mountain suffered a mudslide some time ago? I was there at that time, and there was a little accident. Fortunately, someone in the mountains saved me, so I went into the mountain to visit my savior today!"

When facing Mr. Nan, Jiang Xi had an indescribable desire to talk.

Perhaps even Jiang Xi herself did not notice it. When she looked at Mr. Nan, she always had an indescribable intimacy, as if she was not facing a passerby who met by chance, but a respected elder.

When Mr. Nan heard this, he became nervous: "Accident? Have you ever been injured?"

"No, no." Jiang Xi waved his hands repeatedly and grinned brightly. "I'm lucky. Even if I encounter a desperate situation, I can meet a noble person!"

Mr. Nan was amused by her appearance and thankfully said that it was fine.

"However, the day the Huafang Mountain mudslide seemed to be the day when the rain stopped? Did you have an accident at that sunrise? What accident?"

Faced with Mr. Nan's heartfelt concern, Jiang Xi could not say anything fabricated, after all, many people knew about her.

Then he said, "That day, I accidentally fell into the river, but I was rescued soon."

"That's how it is." Mr. Nan suddenly realized.

Jiang Xi touched his nose: "Well, Mr. Nan, I'm going to rush to Huafang Mountain. It's getting late, so I won't chat with you more."

Mr. Nan smiled and said, "Okay, be careful all the way."

Jiang Xi went over Mr. Nan again and glanced at Ling Yun, but saw that she was still looking at her. The exploration in her eyes made Jiang Xi feel quite uncomfortable, so she had to nod and greet him in a hurry, turn and leave.

As she turned and left, a carriage passed by her.

Jiang Xi didn't pay attention, she met Ji Xing who was waiting outside. The two of them turned over and left quickly.

But the person in the carriage opened the curtain and quietly looked at her back as she rode away.

After a while, she got off the carriage, looked up at Xue Xinzhai in front of her, took light steps, and stepped in.

When she arrived, Ling Yun happened to ask Mr. Nan:

"Who was that person just now?"

Mr. Nan exposes lightly: "It's just a junior friend."

Ling Yun wanted to ask a few more questions, but he heard the movement at the door. A quiet woman wearing a plain robe and a faint fragrance of medicine all over her body slowly walked in, and the two looked at each other.

"Lingyun."

"Lou Chen."

The two looked like two generations.

The fact is that the beauty of Lingyun, which has already withered and dark, is less than ten years older than Lou Chen, who is still quiet and distant, who seems to be independent of the years.

"How come Sister Lingyun suddenly came to Zhangzhou from the northern border?" Lou Chen asked.

Ling Yun hummed: "It's not just to see you people who are old and unrealistic."

Lou Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Although the two disagree with each other on many things, Ling Yun and her grew up together since childhood and now have an equal status, which can be regarded as friends for many years.

"Go upstairs, there will be more people here soon."

Both of them accepted Lou Chen's suggestion.

The tension just now disappeared because of the arrival of Lou Chen.

When they moved to the tea room on the second floor, Lou Chen took the initiative to pick up the tea set. Mr. Nan and Ling Yun also sat facing each other. They didn't say anything, just waiting for Lou Chen's pot of tea, which was almost seen through by the small stove with water.

Lou Chen chuckled and said, "Sister Lingyun is much more bold now. When we were young, how could you dare to talk to Mr. Nan like this?"

To them, Mr. Nan was like a father or a brother, and his awe was almost deeply rooted in his bones.

A few years ago, Lou Chen could hardly imagine that Ling Yun would dare to talk to Mr. Nan like this. You know, she is the one who respects Mr. Nan the most.

Ling Yun's expression was slightly stiff: "...The truth is not about age, but only about right or wrong."

Mr. Nan shook his head and sighed, helpless and tolerant: "Improperly verbal."

"Sir, every word I say comes from the heart! We can't sit like this and wait for death anymore. Shouldn't that person never appears and we have to wait forever? It's fine for our lives. Do our juniors and countless tribe members also have to stay wither and hold on wither without any hope?"

"Who said there is no hope?" Mr. Nan said slowly.

Lou Chen, who was carrying a pot of water, stopped moving his hands and couldn't help but look at Mr. Nan.

"Are you talking about Chang'an?"

Mr. Nan remained silent, but just took the tea handed over by Lou Chen, took a sip, and left a fragrance on his lips and teeth.

"The deduction of crossing the starry sky and going straight to the other side will not be wrong."

"We just need to wait for the opportunity."

...

Jiang Xi carried a large bag of pastries he bought and rode on the horse absent-mindedly. He didn't notice his hands pulling the reins and almost brought the snow lion to the wall.

The snow lion discovered her distracted mind in a sympathetic way, and silently turned her head to avoid the wall, following the little brother Ji Xing rode.

Ji Xing, who caught up, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"Jiulang?" He couldn't help but remind Jiang Xi.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xi woke up in his dream.

"You... are distracted."

Jiang Xi then realized that he immediately slapped his forehead: "We have bought all the things, right?"

Ji Xing nodded and memorized the long list of gifts prepared by Jiang Xi.

These are the gifts Jiang Xi planned to give to Aqi in the mountains.

Jiang Xi said that the method of sending money to repay the life-saving grace is too cliché. It is better to give A Qi some delicious food and fun. A Qi will definitely be very happy.

After Jiang Xi confirmed the list, he and Ji Xing accelerated their journey.

As for the incident where Mr. Nan and his guests just met in Xuexinzhai, Jiang Xi left all the things behind him.

With a quick horse and a unique divine horse like the Snow Lion, Jiang Xi arrived after more than two hours of running for half a day.

Ji Xing's horse was so tired that he was breathing, but the snow lion was still at ease and was not tired.

Jiang Xi patted the snow lion happily and turned over and dismounted near Aqi's courtyard.

"It seems that there is no one?" Jiang Xi approached the courtyard and saw that the fence door was gently closed, and the doors of several rooms were also closed, and no familiar figure was seen in the courtyard.

Jiang Xi was not in a hurry, so he pulled Ji Xing to find a clean stone and sat down, and simply waited for someone to get up.

Jiang Xi was bored and saw the snow lion and Ji Xing's horse eating grass together - no, it was not eating together, but the snow lion unilaterally robbing other people's grass, which was too domineering!

Jiang Xi was amused and didn't notice that someone from afar was coming back with a medicine basket and a hoe.

"Ajiu?"

Jiang Xi suddenly turned around and jumped off the stone happily: "A Qi!"

Ji Xing helped Jiang Xi pat off the grass leaves on his shoulder, followed her silently, nodding to Ah Qi to say hello.

In addition to A Qi, there was also a gentle old man with a bad appearance. He should be A Qi's old servant, the one who knows pharmacology and has been a bell doctor.

"This is Uncle Wen. You left in a hurry last time. Have you never seen him yet?"

Jiang Xi quickly greeted Wen Bo. She knew she could be healed so quickly, thanks to this Wen Bo helping to regulate her body.

Although Wen Bo talked little, he was very kind to Jiang Xi. His eyes looked at her as calm as water, and he was not curious about Jiang Xi's disguise of being a man.

——A Qi picked up Jiang Xi from the riverside by A Qi. When A Qi knew that Jiang Xi was a daughter, Wen Bo naturally knew it too. Otherwise, Jiang Xi would not have been wearing water-filled clothes and stinkingly nesting on the bed for several days.

Jiang Xi knew that Ah Qi must have an extraordinary identity, and after seeing Bo Wen, this feeling became even stronger.

Wen Bo is polite everywhere, and advances and retreats in a proper manner. The graceful and elegant style reminds Jiang Xi of the servants he met in the Sheng family. Wen Bo is even more hidden than those people.

Generally speaking, ordinary wealthy families and new nobles cannot afford such servants. Only the true aristocratic clans who eat in the cauldron can cultivate such loyal servants who can save people through generations of precipitation and cultivation.

So, Jiang Xi had a guess about A Qi's identity.

He was born in a noble family and had a great status in the clan.

...But none of these matter.

Jiang Xi had a good relationship with A Qi because A Qi was her savior, not because of her identity and family.

She quickly threw her guesswork out of the sky and handed her many gifts to Ah Qi.

"I brought these for you!"
To be continued...