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Jing Xing

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    In the middle of the night, the lights on Goulan Street were brightly lit. Yuejian looked at the people in Sui'anhou's mansion talking with the old bustard with a gloomy face, and thought that the young master really paid so much money to redeem him.  Boy, are you spending so much money for beauty?

    If Sui Yan heard what he said, he might slap him in the face.

    Soon, the man in the management shirt settled everything, ordered Yue Jian's clothes to be moved to the carriage, and greeted Yue Jian respectfully.

    Yue Jian nodded slightly, saluted the old bustard, and then bent down and got into the carriage.

    The carriage moved slowly, and left the city without stopping.

    The carriage under him began to bump a bit, Yue Jian felt more and more out of order, opened the curtain and found that the carriage had already arrived outside the city.

    He was taken aback, quickly lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the driver in front, "Brother, where are we going? This doesn't seem to be the way to the Hou's Mansion."

    The attendant in black said without changing his face, "We will stay outside the city overnight and enter the city tomorrow."

    Yue Jian didn't know, so soon the carriage stopped in a wilderness, the attendant lit the lantern, took out a small bundle from the bottom of the carriage and handed it to Yue Jian, saying: "Young master, put on your clothes and return to the marquis after dawn."  government."

    Yue Jian was even more at a loss, he threw down the curtain, opened the small bundle, and inside there was only a blue shirt that had been washed white, a paper road guide and a household registration booklet.

    The same name is written on the road guide and the household registration book.

    ¡ª¡ªJunjinghang.

    Seeing suddenly, Yue realized that it was Sui Yan who had found a new identity for him.

    He looked at the name, stroked it lightly over and over again, and finally almost burst out laughing.

    Sir?  Jing Xing?

    What is the relationship between the current him and this name?  Fortunately, Sui Yan dared to give such a name.

    The carriage stopped for a whole night in the wilderness.

    It was slightly bright, and the attendants who hadn't slept all night drove the carriage back into the city, registered the road guides and household registration at the gate of the city, and entered the capital as Jun Jingxing in a fair manner.

    The carriage drove for a while before stopping at Sui'anhou Mansion.

    Li Zhao had already got Sui Yan and ordered him to wait at the door to meet him. When he saw a young man in a blue shirt getting off the carriage, he hurried forward and said, "This must be Jun's doctor. I have been waiting for a long time."

    Jun Jingxing folded his sleeves expressionlessly, thinking he is a genius doctor?  Is Sui Yan crazy?  Arrange such an identity for a prostitute?

    The attendant cupped his hands towards Li Zhao, and said: "The miracle doctor came all the way from Jiangnan, I'm afraid he is tired at this time, please trouble the housekeeper to arrange a place for him, I will report to the young master right away."

    Li Zhao nodded hurriedly, and marched towards the Hou's mansion to meet Jun Jing.

    Sui Yan has been in poor health since he fell into the water, and every time he gets sick at night, his servants are too busy, and he can't invite a doctor in the middle of the night, so Sui Yan took the initiative to ask someone to invite a somewhat friendly quack doctor to stay at home, by the way  Take care of his body for him.

    These are of course Sui Yan's nonsense, but Li Zhao and Hai Tang were very worried about his health, and they didn't even doubt him, so they hurriedly agreed.

    Jun Jingxing was welcomed by Li Zhao to the side courtyard next to Suiyan's courtyard, chattering endlessly as he walked: "Master Jun really came in time, my young master always had a fever in the middle of the night for several days, and the imperial doctor came several times and said it was nothing serious  But it doesn¡¯t work at all after taking so many medicines, alas.¡±

    The old steward sighed and sighed with twists and turns, and almost scolded those quack doctors.

    Jun Jingxing watched coldly, without saying a word.

    Li Zhao also regarded himself as a genius doctor, and he naturally had a strange temperament, and he didn't feel that he was singing a one-man show. After he settled Jun Jingxing, he retreated.

    It wasn't until Li Zhao left that Jun Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the layout of the side courtyard, with rockery and flowing water, and the gazebo connected to the plum grove in the backyard. The scenery is pleasant.

    He struggled with staying up all night last night. At this moment, he felt relieved and felt a little tired, so he lay down on the couch with his clothes on for a while.

    Two hours later, someone came to call him, saying that the young master had invited him.

    Jun Jingxing sneered, and his heart came.

    He straightened the hem of his clothes, followed the servants in the Hou's mansion expressionlessly for a while, and then was led to a ancestral hall.

    The ancestral hall is brightly lit, and white lamps and joss sticks are also lit during the day.

    Jun Jingxing was brought in in a daze, and the door behind him was slowly closed.

    Jun Jingxing took a look, then turned his head and looked forward.

    &nbsHe whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm coming."

    The child on the side looked at him with blinking eyes, and was not afraid of people. He glanced at Junjingxing at the door from the corner of his eye, was stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed over happily.

    "elder brother!"

    The little girl ran up to Jun Jingxing quickly, jumped and hung on Jun Jingxing's neck before he could react, kissed him on the face, and giggled: "Brother, are you really here?  I thought brother Sui Yan was lying to me?"

    Jun Jingxing was so grateful for the gentle touch in his arms that he returned to his senses, stretched out his arms to hug her, and murmured, "Why are you here?"

    After Yin Lingfeng committed the crime, Jun Jingxing and his two younger sisters were also implicated. Jun Jingxing was sent to Qianzhou, Yin Shenqiu and Yin Yuewu were sold to Goulan, but it is not known what kind of tricks Jun Jingxing has  , unexpectedly escaped the investigation of the government, disguised as a woman and mixed into the Wanhua Building, trying to rescue the two younger sisters who fell into the tiger and wolf's lair.

    It's just that Yin Yuewu didn't wait for him to come to rescue, and was forced by the fifth prince to jump down from the wooden building to die, leaving only eight-year-old Yin Shenqiu behind.

    Yin Shenqiu was protected by her elder sister before, even though he was in the flower house, he didn't understand everything. After Yin Yuewu died, Jun Jingxing protected him until he was secretly brought to Suian by Sui Yan a few days ago.  Hou Fuzhong.

    ? Yin Shenqiu was really bright and manly. Hearing this, he pointed to Sui Yan and said, "It was that brother who brought me here, saying that he could see him."

    Jun Jingxing froze for a moment, then looked at Sui Yan with a complicated expression.

    Sui Yan was painstakingly pawing the snow off the rabbit's body, when he caught a glimpse of Jun Jingxing looking at him, he immediately waved to him.

    "You know how to heal, don't you? Can you show me this rabbit, it seems to be much weaker."

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