He was one of the bandits that she and Zhao Changyuan met on their way to Beijing not long ago. Because he spoke out to dissuade the bandit leader from attacking Gong Yueyue and those girls, he was eventually killed by Zhao Changyuan and his wife.
Release.
He didn't speak, just stared at Yueyue with his dark eyes.
She was a little frightened by what he saw. She shrank back and huddled in the corner, keeping the maximum distance from him.
He suddenly realized that his eyes were a bit reckless, and he quickly turned his head to look aside. "Are you hungry? I'll buy you something to eat." After saying that, he turned around and walked out before she could speak.
door.
Although she didn't understand why she was here, and she didn't understand why this black boy was by her side, Gong Yueyue saw the same clean and pure look in his eyes as Zhao Changyuan's. He should... have no malice.
He soon returned to the house again, holding an oil paper bag in his hand. This time he didn't dare to look at her, and he lowered his head and handed the oil paper bag in front of her.
The aroma of various steamed buns instantly penetrated Yueyue's nostrils. Her eyes lit up, and she took it unceremoniously. She shrank back to the corner and ate it hungrily. This was truly the most delicious food she had ever eaten.
While she was eating hard, her eyes caught sight of him handing him another bowl of tea. She took it gratefully, raised her head and looked at his face and said sincerely: "Thank you." He quickly turned his head to the side in confusion.
No conversation.
She finally experienced what Zhao Changyuan felt when he was on a hunger strike. Six meat and vegetable buns were eaten into her stomach in one go, making her burp. "That's so rude, I almost starved to death just now." After saying that, she shouted again.
A loud burp.
He didn't laugh at her. Instead, he stared at the ground in a daze as if he had done something wrong.
With strength, Gong Yueyue became more confident again: "Hey, handsome boy, what are you looking at so fascinatedly? Are there fairies on the ground?"
He turned around awkwardly, glanced at her, then lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing that he was so shy, she had no choice but to find a topic to break the embarrassment: "Hey, my name is Gong Yueyue, what's your name?"
"Xiao Jun. Cao Tou Xiao, Juan Yong Jun." His voice became lower and lower as he spoke, like a child who had done something wrong.
She smiled generously: "That sounds good. How old are you?"
"Exactly twenty." The same age as Zhao Changyuan.
"Then...can you tell me, why am I here?" This was the question she was most concerned about.
He finally raised his head and mustered up the courage to meet her face: "I rescued you from the monk."
She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head and asked him: "How much do you know about me?"
He lowered his head again, as if talking to his feet: "I have been following you, so... you all know."
She was extremely surprised: "Aren't you afraid that I am a monster? And... why are you following me?" Could it be that you want to wait for an opportunity to avenge his so-called elder brother? It doesn't look like it!
After waiting for a long time, all that came was his silence.
She had to change the question: "Since when did you start following me?"
After another period of silence, he looked up into her eyes and said, "Ever since you saved me that time, I've been looking for a chance to repay you." After saying that, his face, which was not fair in the first place, actually deepened.
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She lowered her guard and explained to him with a smile: "You don't have to be like this. You are not a bad person. I just don't want my husband to do evil."
Speaking of Zhao Changyuan, her eyes suddenly lit up and she moved to the bedside: "By the way, I have to go find my husband-in-law."
As soon as she got out of bed and stood up, she felt dizzy again, making her fall straight back. Fortunately, he stopped her, otherwise the back of her head would have hit the wall.
After he resettled her, he looked a little hesitant, but finally told her honestly: "It's best not to go out. You are injured, and... there are soldiers outside to arrest you."
Her heart tightened, and she tried not to think of the worst, so she hurriedly asked him for confirmation: "Could it be that my husband-in-law is looking for me?"
"It's...your father, and your eldest brother..." He knew that the truth was cruel to her, but in order to make her give up the idea of going out and taking risks, he had no choice but to tell the truth.
She felt sad for a while, felt sad for a while, and calmed herself down for a while. Then she looked up at him with tears in her eyes and asked in a tearful voice: "Xiao Juan, can you help me one more time?"
"You said it." He responded without hesitation.
The corner of her mouth trembled as she begged: "Help me find my husband-in-law." Her voice was so soft that it almost melted into the air.
"Where to find him?" He had already guessed what she wanted, so he just asked lightly.
She rubbed her eyes and regained some of her energy: "Do you recognize Mr. Zhao? But I don't know if he's back."
He responded decisively: "Well, I'll go find him." After that, he turned around and left.
She immediately stopped him again: "Xiao Juan..." He stopped and turned around to wait for her next instructions. Unexpectedly, she just smiled brightly and said softly: "Thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out of the house and closed the door.
"Oh God! There is such a shy human being in the world! If I spend a few more days with him, I will feel like a Spartan!" Yue Yue said to herself on the roof in disbelief.
Suddenly, an unbearable uneasiness surged into his heart. What would Zhao Changyuan's reaction be if he knew that she was not Yang Yiyi? Would he be like the Yang family, who treated her as a scourge and dealt with it quickly?
"No, he loves me." She comforted herself firmly.
At this moment, Zhao Changyuan was as impatient as a tiger suffering from toothache. His eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was dry, and he was riding a horse all over the world to look for his wife.
Because of Xiao Jun's contribution, he went to Qingshui Temple and missed the opportunity. Of course, even if there was no Xiao Juan, there was still Xue Jiu lining up behind to take over, and Zhao Changyuan wouldn't be able to get his turn at all.
Originally, Luoyang City was crowded with people during the day, and the soldiers roaming the streets made it even more difficult for him to find people, which inevitably made him very angry.
After wandering around like a headless fly for a long time, something suddenly dawned on him and he rode off to the prefect's Yamen.
Zhao Changyuan was currently officially without official title. When he arrived at the yamen gate, no one dared to let him in. He had to go in and ask Pan Zhuqing to come out to see him.
Pan Zhuqing was discussing business matters with Mr. Song at the moment, when he heard someone reported that Zhao Changyuan was asking for a meeting. He was surprised at first, and then felt happy. It seemed that the person he was looking for was not in the hands of Zhao Changyuan. In order to confirm his guess, he
He immediately said hello to Mr. Song and hurriedly greeted him out.
At a glance, he saw an anxious Zhao Changyuan with smoke coming out of his head. He greeted him loudly: "Young Master Zhao, you are well."
Zhao Changyuan didn't have the emotional intelligence to deal with these false etiquettes with him anymore, so he immediately stepped forward and asked: "Master Pan, have you seen my wife these days?"
Pan Zhuqing smiled slightly: "Oh, Master Zhao, it is said that Mrs. Zhao... was sent to the temple by your Zhao and Yang families to be consecrated. Why do you come to me to find someone instead?"
Zhao Changyuan felt even more desolate: "She is really not here?"
Pan Zhuqing pretended to be dissatisfied with his suspicion: "What, you don't believe it? Do you want to bring someone to search the Yamen again?"
Zhao Changyuan thought that his wife did not have many friends and would most likely turn to Pan Zhuqing for help, so he almost begged in a lowly manner: "Master Pan, what happened before was all my fault. Please don't worry about the faults of others... If so, if so."
If you see my wife, please let me know."
"I know." Pan Zhuqing felt upset and a little guilty about his pleading. But soon, it was replaced by another new emotion - the strong sense of satisfaction of snatching something beloved from others.
No matter what, he must find her first! Walking back to the Yamen, Pan Zhuqing secretly beat her heart.
Zhao Changyuan was just about to mount his horse and leave when he bumped into Du Ruotong, who was full of anger.
When Miss Du saw him, she turned around and left. He rushed forward to stop her: "Don't go!"
She asked angrily: "What?"
"Have you seen my wife?" Another glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.
Who knew she was even more angry: "I still want to ask you, but why don't you ask me?"
"She hasn't come to see you?" There was another burst of sadness and disappointment.
She replied angrily: "Do you think she dares to come to me when your two families lead soldiers all over the streets to catch her?"
When Zhao Changyuan heard this, he raised his head sharply, and sparks burst out from his eyes: "You mean, those people on the street just now were trying to catch my wife?"
"Don't pretend to be innocent! Check your conscience. What bad things has she done? Is she not good to her family? Is she unfriendly to her friends? Is she not sincere to you? Call her a monster! You want to kill her! How can you bear it...
..." Du Ruotong was almost crying as he spoke. Regardless of whether she was Yang Yiyi or not, she was almost the only friend in Ruotong's life.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have left her alone. I should have taken her with me. It's all my fault!" After saying that, he punched the stone wall next to him, and blood flowed down the wall.
The sunken wall slowly fell down.
Du Ruotong was frightened by his move. Does this guy have masochistic tendencies? "Wow, you are crazy! Are you not afraid of disability?" Thinking about it carefully, he is innocent. If he didn't cherish his wife, he wouldn't come to her.
"Okay, okay, don't blame yourself. I can't blame you for this. Okay, if she comes to me, I will tell you as soon as possible."
He nodded with red eyes.
But she reminded him sternly: "But to be honest, the streets are full of soldiers now. If I were her, I wouldn't dare to come out."
He thought for a while, and finally his eyes filled with determination: "I know what to do."
"Who are you looking for?" Shitou asked warily.
Xiao Jun bowed his hands and saluted: "Brothers, is General Zhao here?"
Xiao Huzi took the conversation and asked him: "There are two generals Zhao living here. Which one are you looking for?"
"General Zhao Changyuan."
Xiao Huzi said: "Oh, you are looking for our young master, he is not in the house now."
Xiao Juan didn't seem surprised or disappointed, and just asked lightly: "When will he come back?"
"Oh, we can't say for sure. He may not have returned to Luoyang City yet. Why don't you come find him again in a few days."
"Okay, excuse me." He said goodbye to the two boys politely, and then turned around and left.
"Hey, Brother Huzi, this kid is quite interesting. He is dressed like a man from the green forest, and he is really well-educated when talking." Shitou has a very good impression of this energetic Xiao Jun. (To be continued)