Dingjiangshan

--There is ample time.

Ning Yan smacked these four words lightly, and gave a low laugh.

After Ning Zheng left, the number of guards inside and outside the courtyard tripled, not to mention the outside of the courtyard, even Ning Yan's gate was guarded by a few servants.

But Ning Yan doesn't care about these things, he has already explained the things he wants to explain, Qin Liu will not report the news without his order, let alone add a few servants outside, just add ten or eight more Even the skilled guards couldn't find out where the shadow guards were.

It's just that Jiang Ling's arrival inevitably disrupted Ning Yan's previous plan. He knew this little girl. Although Jiang Ling could listen to persuasion on weekdays, she was also a very righteous child. Put her by Ning Zheng's side, and Ning Yan I'm always worried that if she doesn't agree with each other, she will do something out of the ordinary.

The high gates and deep courtyards of the royal palace are full of secret means and dark back roads.Ning Zheng was willing to give Jiang Ling a bit of a slap in the face because of his reputation as "Jing Zhan". If Jiang Ling did something rashly to arouse suspicion, it would be difficult for him to protect Jiang Ling.

Ning Yan himself took this risky move by stepping on the tip of a knife, relying on a strand of silk to maintain his balance.But now that Jiang Ling came, he would inevitably have to redo the plan in his heart.

Fortunately, Jiang Ling didn't make him wait too long. The "National Master" was not very patient. He just went back to stay with Ning Zheng for two or three hours, and then went back to the small courtyard where Ning Yan was imprisoned before the dawn.

——Touching it doesn't seem to be the case, because Miss Jiang came here swaggeringly, frankly, with a snack box hanging on her arm, as if she was here for a spring outing.

The guards outside the courtyard had already known Jiang Ling's identity during the small disturbance in the evening, and because of Ning Zheng's instructions, they didn't dare to stop her, so they just assigned someone to inform Ning Zheng of Jiang Ling's visit .

Jiang Ling didn't care, he let them inform, and walked into the gate swaggeringly.

The guards outside the door were apprehensive, but the servants outside the firewood room did not dare to let her in, they blocked the door with gestures, shook their heads like a rattle, and their attitude was extremely firm.

Jiang Ling stood under the steps with a calm expression, holding the food box in both hands, and said calmly, "Get out of the way."

Several attendants looked at each other, looked at Jiang Ling in embarrassment, waved their hands stubbornly, and refused to move away.

Ning Yan inside the room woke up from a light sleep, and heard the sound of arguing outside.He pinched the bridge of his nose and "persuaded the fight" aloud.

"Tell him to come in. If you are worried, you can go to the captain of the guard under King Changle's tent individually and tell him." Ning Yan reminded "kindly": "You can't stop him."

Before Ning Yan finished speaking, he heard the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Second Miss Jiang lost her patience, and she struck like lightning, hitting several people hard on the side of their necks.It's a pity that the servants didn't have martial arts, and their skills were not very good. They almost rolled their eyes without any resistance, and passed out on the spot.

Jiang Ling pushed open the door of the firewood room, his righteous posture was exactly the same as when he pushed the door of Ningyan's study room, without the slightest awareness of going deep into the enemy's rear.

When Ning Yan saw Jiang Ling, he didn't have to look upright in sitting and lying down, and now he was lazily leaning on the haystack, and when she saw her enter the door, he just turned his head slightly, and looked outside through the wide open door A servant who is stumbling around.

Ning Yan rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, "...Ah Zhan, put the door belt on."

Jiang Ling closed the door behind his back, put the food box in his hand on the ground, sat on the ground quite familiarly, and reached out to lift his sleeve.

"Brother Yan, what did you do?" Jiang Ling complained, "No wonder my brother has nightmares every day, wishing to see the stars eight times a day, and you are waiting here."

Ning Yan quickly made a silent gesture.

"What nonsense." Ning Yan lowered his voice and said, "What if the people outside are dizzy? Partition walls have ears, so they can talk nonsense. If your identity is leaked out, that's fine."

"It's okay." Jiang Ling shook his head not too concerned, and said, "Ning Zheng is afraid of you, and he is also afraid that the Tian family's secrets will only increase troubles if people listen to them. Come one, two, three—show me your hand."

Ning Yan's hands were resting on his knees, Jiang Ling saw him several times and found that he hadn't changed his posture, so he felt a little worried.

Second Miss Jiang got everything ready, took out a torch from her pocket and blew it on, then put it on the handle of the food box and set it up, then went to untie the cloth strip on Ning Yan's wound.

The cloth strip was covered with blood, and the medicine hadn't been changed for a few days. Jiang Ling frowned, carefully found the knot, and unraveled the cloth strip round by circle.

Ning Yan let her move, but he still kept preaching: "This is the territory of the third brother, no more than the capital, anyone who sees you will give three points of face. If you act too ostentatiously, don't take Ning Zheng seriously." Here, even if you bear the name of your brother, Ning Zheng will not show mercy."

"Then let him try to be rude to me." Jiang Ling said, "Let's see if it's the scumbags around him who are better at it, or mine."

"You can kill him, even killing him is just a piece of cake, but after you kill him." Ning Yan restrained his expression, and looked a little serious: "Your martial arts are so strong, you may be worth thousands of troops. If Ning Zheng is dead, his hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses will become runaway mad dogs, if Ning Zheng's soldiers and horses rush forward to encircle you, you will only end up exhausted and die."

Jiang Ling pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ning Yan knew that this was because she had listened to the words.

"Little sister." Ning Yan sighed, and said, "The criterion for judging whether something is dangerous is not your ability, but whether you can afford the result of failure."

Jiang Ling looked up at him, and had to admit that what he said made sense, so he nodded and whispered something to remember.

"Brother Ke Yan said that I am capable, but I prefer to take risks." Jiang Ling threw the removed dirty cloth to the side and said, "You go deep into the enemy's camp like this, do you think you can bear the result of failure?"

"When what you want is greater than the consequences of failure, then you have a reason to take risks." Ning Yan said casually: "Ning Zheng has something I can use here, and when compared two by two, what I want is worth it." I take a risk."

Jiang Ling couldn't say no to him, and he didn't want to tell him how to handle things, so he simply resorted to killing weapons.

"Brother Yan is right. Be careful, I will tell Uncle Wang when I go back." Second Miss Jiang threatened.

Ning Yan: "..."

The young young majesty was really overwhelmed by this threat. He looked at Jiang Ling inexplicably and in shock, as if Second Miss Jiang's "complaint" hurt him more than "the national division defected before".

The Second Miss Jiang relied on the power of the fox to pull back a victory, raised her eyebrows triumphantly, lifted the lid of the food box, took out a small plate from the upper layer, and stuffed it into Ning Yan's hand.

Ning Yan lowered his head and found that there were a few small sugar shortbreads inside, which were still warm to the touch.

Ning Yan couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't refute Jiang Ling's kindness, so he could only pick a small one from it and taste it.

Jiang Ling moved the candle closer, and Guangming carefully examined Ning Yan's injury.She has never studied medicine, so she only knows a little about external injuries. She frowned and looked at it for a long time, but she didn't see any reason except that it looked quite serious.

She carefully pressed the edge of the wound, and before she could move any further, she heard Ning Yan hiss in pain, and subconsciously retracted her hand a little.

When Ning Yan moved like this, Jiang Ling saw something tricky - his hands were limp, as if he had no strength.

Jiang Ling carefully held his wound, touched his wrist bone, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, how do you feel?"

Ning Yan smiled wryly and told the truth: "Except for pain, I don't feel anything else for the time being."

Jiang Ling took out a bottle of ointment from the bottom of the food box as if conjuring, scraped off the residual ointment and blood stains on Ning Yan's wound, applied a thick layer of ointment to the wound inside and out, and then opened the sleeve of his outer robe , tore off a large strip of cloth from the inner garment.

"Cough—" Ning Yan almost choked on the shortbread.

"Little sister, if you spread the word, be careful not to get married." Ning Yan said.

Second Miss Jiang wrapped up Ning Yan's wounds nonchalantly, and said confidently: "I don't plan on getting married, I just want to be happy for the rest of my life, travel to the rivers and lakes, and be a daughter at home for the rest of my life."

"Okay." Ning Yan nodded and said, "I remember."

Jiang Ling bandaged him up. After thinking for a while, he untied the wooden hairpin that tied his hair, broke two pieces from the middle, and pulled a section of Ning Yan's belt out of nowhere, and fixed it for him.

"Let's work together first." Jiang Ling said, "I'll find a doctor to take a look at it tomorrow."

Ning Yan didn't refuse, and with Jiang Ling outside to support him, he was happy to have a more relaxed life.

He finished a piece of shortbread slowly, then put the plate back in the food box and pushed it back.

"You are by the third brother's side, so be careful and don't make him suspicious." Ning Yan said: "As for me, don't put too much thought on me, otherwise he will feel that you are too close to me sooner or later, and that's okay. a hidden danger."

Jiang Ling hummed and asked, "Brother Yan, when are you going to leave?"

"It's not yet time, just wait." Ning Yan said.

Jiang Ling put down Ning Yan's rolled-up sleeves and smoothed them out. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Brother Yan, should I not come?"

Miss Jiang's rampage in front of Ning Zheng seemed to have disappeared inexplicably, and she finally began to react belatedly. She suddenly intervened in this matter, which seemed to make it difficult for Ning Yan.

"Indeed." Ning Yan said: "This place is too dangerous, you shouldn't come."

Before Jiang Ling was lost, Ning Yan suddenly changed the subject and said, "But luckily you're here—you can do me a great favor here."

Jiang Ling was taken aback for a moment, then regained his energy and said quickly, "Say it."

"There is something that I have been in a dilemma about how to do it. If you don't come, I'm afraid I will risk calling the Shadow Guard to do it." Ning Yan smiled, looked Jiang Ling up and down, and said: "But now, you have given me a great boost for no reason."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ling asked.

"I heard that the third brother's current concubine is also from a family of officials." Ning Yan said: "When the third brother leaves the house, you can find a way to ask Shen Tinghe to come and see me."

"But..." Jiang Ling was in a bit of a dilemma: "Ning Zheng won't be leaving the mansion for a while, and he came back this time to pick the jade seal out of your hand."

"He will." Ning Yan said very firmly: "He will definitely leave Anqing Mansion within five days at the latest."