Mu Yun sighed, and was about to say something else when he heard Qian Shan's voice coming from outside the wing room, "Girl... the car is ready, and you can set off."

When Jiang Chengjia heard this, he frowned slightly and asked softly, "Can Junhou's car and sedan be prepared? It must be soft, but can I prepare according to my requirements? There is also a carbon stove, teapot, copywriting table, white cloth scarf, medicinal materials, etc...."

Jiang Chengjia was talking nonsense, and Qianshan couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed secretly, interrupting her, "My good girl, I will naturally prepare what you have told me. Don't worry, everything has been arranged, so that you can ensure that the lord will not be bumped by the chariot and will be injured."

Listening to Qianshan's joking tone, Mu Yun, who was drinking tea, burst out laughing and stared at Jiang Chengjia and said with a smile, "You are so careful, as if the wooden couch in the carriage can prepare you to arrange it into a bedroom."

"After all, the injuries on his body were caused by me..." Jiang Chengjia slowly stood up, glared at Mu Yun, who was grinning, and said helplessly, "Besides, he is my husband, these are all things I should do. You should pack up quickly. Look at your leisure, you seem to be not going to go with me to congratulate me? Then I will write a book tonight and ask my brother to send someone to take you back?"

"Come on...you can call Jiang Chengyi? That dead ghost wishes me to go as far as possible." Mu Yun glanced at Jiang Chengjia disdainfully, then got up and walked up to the couch, took out a bag from it, and raised it to her and said, "I have already prepared this suit. Don't worry, I will only stay with you for two or three months to solve some difficulties for you and help you stabilize in Linhe, and I will leave. The dead ghost didn't want me to go back, so I insisted on going back and staying by his side to annoy him."

Mu Yun was so angry that he said viciously, "Dead Ghosts and Death Ghosts" that made Jiang Chengjia laugh and cry.

"Who did you learn the word "deaf"?" She turned around, curled her eyes, and smiled.

"When I was in Luoyang, the wife of the general of the same city learned it." Mu Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "I admire this lady. She is as tall and mighty as the general of the city. She is obeyed by the tough guys... If I had her ability, your brother would not have been making trouble with me until now, so I wanted to learn from her."

Jiang Chengjia wanted to laugh even more when she heard this. She had also met the wife of the general of the city. The wife was a generous and unrestrained person. Unlike the officials and women in Luoyang City, she did not have the delicate spirit of a noble daughter. Since she married into the city family, she rode a horse to fight with Chengge Cliff. She also went to the battlefield for the seriously injured general of the city, chopped off the heads of the Huns, and sprinkled blood among the loess. She was a complete heroine. Her temperament was as tough as a man. If Mu Yun studied with this wife, his brother would have to hide from her.

"Don't continue learning..." Jiang Chengjia thought about Mu Yun calling his brother "dead ghost" and cursed with his ears, and couldn't help but shivering.

"Okay, okay, don't care who I am studying. In short, I will find a way to deal with Jiang Chengyi one day." Mu Yun waved at her, carried his bag and walked out of the wing with Jiang Chengjia.

Qianshan retreated behind her and went to the inn layman together.

Ning Nanyou had already gotten on the chariot at this moment. When Jiang Chengjia was supported by the servant, he entered the sedan chair and saw him leaning against the blanket with his eyes closed.

She carefully lifted the hem of the skirt, bent over and tiptoed to move it inside.

Ning Nanyou narrowed his eyes a slit and stared at Jiang Chengjia quietly. He saw her sitting sneakily in front of the lattice window, picked up the kettle placed on the carbon stove and poured some hot water into the prepared basin, soaked it with a scarf, and quietly moved towards him. He hurriedly closed his eyes, turned his head to the inside without moving his expression, turned his head naturally, let out a long cry, and pretended to be asleep.

Jiang Chengjia thought he had woken him up, and her heart immediately hung up, but when she saw Ning Nanyou turn around and continue to sleep, she let out a sigh of relief.

When she got up in the morning, Ning Nanyou refused to check her wounds because she was afraid of her worry. But this morning she also heard the people around her talk about the bastards she did last night. The servant in the stable said that she pulled him around the entire inn several times last night. Qianshan said that she was making a big fuss in the room last night, and Ning Nanyou was coaxing her for a night before she calmed down.

Although his wound was a skin injury and did not hurt the internal organs, it was not light. She had tortured so much last night that his wound must have cracked again. After only a few days of sewing, Ning Nanyou's wounds could not heal. So far, they have not scabbed and stopped bleeding. The cloth strips were changed again and again, and the culprit for all this was her.

Jiang Chengjia felt sorry for him, and was afraid that he would not want to treat his wounds on his own, so he wanted to take advantage of his sleep.

She carefully turned him slowly from the inside, and asked him to lie flat. She then took off the belt for him and took off the cloth strips wrapped around her body. She saw the wound covering her inside red, and the flesh turned upwards from the wound, and it became a little suppurated. A layer of light yellow pus was glued to the solidified blood, making her look a little hideous and terrible.

Jiang Chengjia felt extremely distressed and couldn't help but blame herself.

She frowned tightly, took a wet cloth to clean the wound for him, and carefully applied medicine to him again, wrapped the cloth strip to bandage the wound, and then took a rest.

Ning Nanyou looked at her heart full of distress and worry, and inadvertently raised the corners of her mouth, and a warm feeling flowed through her heart.

It was hot in summer, and Jiang Chengjia was afraid to wake him up. When the scrapes were changed, she was so light that after she relaxed, her whole body was already wet. She picked up the shaking fan placed on the table and slapped it a few times. Suddenly, she thought of something and turned to look at Ning Nanyou. Seeing that there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, she sat on the edge of the couch, turned sideways, and fanned him.

Ning Nanyou slept very peacefully, unlike in daily nights, which were always easy to wake up. She stared at his face and slowly became enlightened. He stared at Jiang Chengjia through a slit of gaps, and suddenly felt unprecedented satisfaction. Jiang Chengjia was dozing off, holding his head, and the fan in her hand gradually became unstable. I don’t know if it was because she had been making trouble last night or something, but her eyes were black and her face was covered with fatigue.

He felt a little sad, and before he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Chengjia's pretty little face hitting him hard.

"Ah!" Jiang Chengjia knelt on his chin, and his nose hit his face heavily, grinning in pain. She raised her head, covered her face, and muttered in pain.

She rubbed her forehead and nose, feeling the pain in her heart, and closed her eyes tightly. After a while, she opened it again. In the blink of an eye, she realized something again, so she hurriedly lowered her head to see Ning Nanyou. She saw that his face was tense in pain, and a red mark was knocked out on her fair chin, and the edge of her nose was red.

Jiang Chengjia panicked, "Erlang... Erlang, are you in trouble?"

Ning Nanyou endured the pain, gritted his teeth, opened his dark eyes, stared at Jiang Chengjia, and was so angry that he was weak, "Madam, is he going to murder his husband?"

Her face was embarrassed, and she didn't care about the small red patch on her forehead. She slid down from the couch, lifted the curtain, and hurriedly told Qian Shan who was accompanying her outside the chariot, "Qian Shan, go and get an egg."

Qianshan sat on the horse and said blankly, "What do you want the eggs to be made of?"

Jiang Chengjia rubbed her forehead and glared at her, "If you ask me to take it, where did you get so many words?" She said hurriedly, put down the curtain and hid back in the carriage.

At this moment, Ning Nanyou had already sat up, covered his chin, and was leaning on the couch with helpless face staring at her. Seeing him sitting up, Jiang Chengjia was startled and pressed against the wall of the car, saying a little embarrassedly, "Mr. are you awake?"

He was pale and powerless, "If you don't wake up, are you waiting for Aluo to kill me?"

Jiang Chengjia was embarrassed, and a layer of redness floated on his earlobe. He secretly leaned over and said with a smile, "Erlang, don't be angry with me, I'm too sleepy... I was really careless."

When Ning Nanyou saw him coming, he subconsciously hid a little further and said with some caution, "Madam... I'd better stay away from me."

She stared at his little movement and muttered pitifully, "I didn't mean it either."

He closed his eyes tiredly, rubbed the faintly painful temporal anthra, and said nothing. Jiang Chengjia sat aside and didn't dare to speak. Until Qianshan handed a cold cooked egg from the window, she would not sit there awkwardly.

She hurriedly wrapped the egg with a clean silk scarf, knelt on the velvet blanket, moved her hands and feet toward him, relieve the swelling and pain on her chin. Seeing that his handsome face had been smashed into two bruises, she felt distressed. She blew carefully at his wound, and gently used the egg to relieve swelling for her.

Just as she was satisfied with guilt and became more and more sad, Ning Nanyou suddenly opened a pair of cool, dark eyes and stared at her.

Jiang Chengjia was frightened by his sudden cannibalistic look, "Er...What's Erlang looking at me like this?"

Ning Nanyou said helplessly, "What do you think Aluo thinks I am doing?"

His heart was full of heat. The little girl had no idea what she was doing. She kept blowing at him, and was extremely careful, scratching his heart like a light feather, making him unable to help but feel excited and unable to suppress his desires.

Jiang Chengjia looked at the fire that appeared in his eyes and couldn't help but tremble. He hurriedly wanted to retract the stretched out hand, but he quickly grabbed it.

She stared at him in panic and said, "What are you doing?"

"A Luo has teased me and wanted to escape?" Ning Nanyou smiled gently and immediately pulled her into his arms. His powerful arms tightly wrapped around her waist, making her unable to get rid of it.
Chapter completed!