"woke up."

Even though Jiang Chen was dressed in civilian clothes, he couldn't hide the charming aura about him.

Fang Yuanxi was startled. She felt that the person in front of her looked familiar, but she was so nervous that she had to get up in a hurry. Jiang Chen immediately went over to help her up: "Your injury is not healed yet, don't move around..."

Fang Yuanxi's thin body shrank, her phoenix eyes carefully looked at the man, and she immediately remembered that the man she had seen wearing a gray-white robe, with an expressionless and indifferent face, and a bit of arrogance, was also there. He suddenly appeared in the snow forest and saved himself.

But what I am most familiar with is when I was a child. Every time I read or wrote at night, I could always feel that there seemed to be someone watching me silently and protecting me.

This is a very strange and familiar feeling. Fang Yuanxi can't explain it, but this feeling emanates from the man in front of her.

"Drink the medicine."

Jiang Chen brought the medicine over, and Fang Yuanxi hesitated for a moment. She was about to raise her hand to take it, but the shot hit her left chest and caused a wound on her shoulder, making her unable to lift her hand at all.

Seeing Jiang Chen holding the spoon and feeding the medicine to her lips, Fang Yuanxi was startled, her phoenix eyes stared blankly at him, her heart beating with inexplicable panic.

"The eyes are so profound, they seem to hide countless stars..."

Fang Yuanxi seemed to be attracted by the deep, starry eyes of the god, and stared blankly into his eyes.

"Open your mouth."

Jiang Chen's expression was gentle, and he still looked like he was dying. When the spoon touched Fang Yuanxi's dry lips, she realized what she was doing. Suddenly, two blushes appeared on her pretty face, and she lowered her head shyly, as if there was something in her heart. Several fawns were bumping around, opening their mouths slightly, and the bitter medicine stimulated her. It turned out that this was real...

Just like that, Jiang Chen sat by the bed and fed her the medicine in the bowl one by one. The two of them didn't say a word, but the atmosphere was strange. From time to time, Fang Yuanxi raised his head slightly and looked at him carefully, and finally plucked up the courage to open his mouth. …

"have a good rest."

As a result, before Fang Yuanxi could speak, Jiang Chen stood up, turned around and walked out with the empty bowl.

.........

Just like that, a few days passed.

Under Jiang Chen's careful care, Fang Yuanxi recovered a lot from his arrow injury, especially his thin and pretty face.

After all, she had gone through too many hardships from the north all the way south.

Every time Fang Yuanxi thought about looking at each other at the gate of Ningyuan City and the Eighth Prince Zhou Jingyu, she felt a little sad.

At that time, she longed for Zhou Jingyu to save her.

But Fang Yuanxi knew that His Highness was a man who cared about the whole world and had great ambitions...

"It's time to eat."

Jiang Chen, who had prepared lunch, came into the front hall with two plates of food and placed them on the table.

Fang Yuanxi, who was in the west room, was still very weak, but she had no problem getting out of bed and moving around.

Fang Yuanxi's throat rolled when she saw a plate of attractively colored braised pork, a plate of green vegetables, a chicken soup made with medicinal herbs, and a casserole of stuffed rice on the table.

In the past few days, she had been eating the food cooked by this man and found it extremely delicious. Even if she was in Fang Mansion and ate the food cooked by Uncle Lin, she could not compare with the food cooked by this man.

Jiang Chen pulled a chair over and looked at her lightly, which made Fang Yuanxi embarrassed.

After living here for so long, she didn't even know what this man's name was.

Jiang Chen is also like a bored gourd. Apart from asking her to eat and drink medicine, the two of them have basically never communicated...

Fang Yuanxi sat down, holding the bowl with his head down, eating rice silently.

Jiang Chen added a piece of braised pork and put it into her bowl. Fang Yuanxi raised her head and glanced at him slightly. Jiang Chen's face was paralyzed and he said calmly: "Eat more fat."

...Fang Yuanxi looked at the attractively colored meat in the bowl. She had never eaten meat like this before, so she took a bite and her eyes suddenly lit up. The texture was soft and waxy, fat but not greasy, and the taste was slightly sweet. Fang Yuanxi's taste buds were stimulated, and she ate a piece of braised pork in just three or two mouthfuls. Fengyan had already stared at the meat on the plate, and couldn't help but stretched out the chopsticks to pick it up, but it slipped and failed to be picked up. La, clip again...

But suddenly he noticed something. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the man sitting in front of him had stopped and looked at this scene. Fang Yuanxi's pretty face blushed, and she quickly retracted her hand. She lowered her head and licked the chopsticks with her small mouth. It tastes meaty and looks so cute.

So Jiang Chen silently picked up a larger piece of braised pork and put it into her bowl. Fang Yuanxi's heart immediately became happy, and she raised her head to face Jiang Chen with a shy smile.

A cute little interaction. The two of them finished the meal quickly. They finished the braised pork and medicated chicken soup on the plate. Fang Yuanxi was very satisfied and burped. She looked at the man sitting in front of her and quickly covered her baby with her little hands. Mouth, pretty face, shy and embarrassed.

Jiang Chen stood up and started to put away the dishes. Fang Yuanxi quickly stood up to help, but he said domineeringly: "Sit down."

Fang Yuanxi was stunned, and quickly sat down, watching him put away the dishes and dishes in an orderly manner, and then went out with them.

Fang Yuanxi stretched out her little head and looked at the man washing dishes in the small pool with spring water from the mountain using a bamboo tube in the kitchen outside. This subverted Fang Yuanxi's imagination.

"He's so weird and different!"

This is Fang Yuanxi's influence on this man.

Looking at the bright sunshine outside and the peach blossoms on the mountain, Fang Yuanxi couldn't help but step out of the thatched house and bathed in the sunshine, feeling warm and comfortable all over.

This made her melancholy mood disappear.

"Go."

Jiang Chen could tell that she wanted to go out to the yard and play in the peach forest.

Fang Yuanxi's pretty face showed a gentle and shy smile, and she felt happy inside. She opened the small wooden door and walked out into the garden full of peach blossoms. She smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms in the air and the buzzing of bees in her ears, which made her feel sad. I couldn't help but ponder a poem.

After putting away the dishes, Jiang Chen stood at the door and looked at Fang Yuanxi, who was smiling like a flower in the peach garden, with a rare expression of tenderness on his paralyzed face.

"God."

At this time, Lord Siming appeared beside Jiang Chen in an illusory appearance.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Jiang Chen's tender eyes and looking at Fang Yuanxi in the Taoyuan, Zhenjun Siming sighed inwardly and then said: "Guangcheng Saint was named Guangcheng Saint by the Emperor of Heaven and led 30 heavenly soldiers. The general has gone to Phoenix Mountain to defeat the Demon Lord."

Jiang Chen nodded and asked, "Is there more?"

"General Beihai Fengfeng reported that the Dragon Clan is making moves. They are sending out troops in large numbers and want to slowly encroach on the surrounding God Clan's territory. Their intentions are ominous!" At this moment, Zhenjun Siming acted as an errand boy, reporting what happened in the heaven outside to the Six Paths of Reincarnation in a timely manner. Seal the world and report to the gods.

"Let them keep an eye on it," Jiang Chen said.

"Yes."

Lord Siming nodded, then looked at Fang Yuanxi who was having fun in the peach garden, without saying anything.

Jiang Chen noticed that he hadn't left and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh, no more..."

Zhenjun Siming cursed in his heart, saying that Yuan Xi was also his friend, and he couldn't even take a second look at her.

"Oh, the old iron tree is blooming, it's unstoppable..."

In this way, the days passed by. Fang Yuanxi recovered from his arrow injury, and his body returned to its original pretty and charming appearance. In addition, he was wearing a simple dress and was helping to wash the man's clothes in the pool in the yard.

And Jiang Chen was standing by the earthen stove in the kitchen, cooking with a big iron spoon. The aroma wafted over, and Fang Yuanxi couldn't help but run over, looked at the fish burning in the pot, and said in sign language: "Brother Jiang, okay." It smells good."

Jiang Chen looked back at her, smiled and said nothing.

Fang Yuanxi continued to wash and dry the clothes, as capable as a clever wife.

"There's no more rice."

The two of them were eating in the front hall of the house, and Jiang Chen said calmly.

Fang Yuanxi was startled and looked up at him. Since he was the one who cooked the food, he naturally didn't know where the firewood, salt, sauce and vinegar came from.

It's not that Jiang Chen is unwilling, it's just that Pluto told him that he can no longer use divine power to interfere in this world.

He has used his divine power to interfere with Fang Yuanxi twice before. If he uses his divine power again, it will cause Yuanxi's calamity to fail.

So now Jiang Chen has sealed his divine power, and now he is like an ordinary person in this world.

Nowadays, firewood, rice, oil, and salt are almost used. Without using his divine power, Jiang Chen can only act like an ordinary person and fight for money in exchange for firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar...

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