In my previous life, I actually regarded slag Gong as a treasure!

Jiang Luan couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it any more, and lay down on the bed after washing.

Zhao Zhu lay on this bed for two days, and he has been making the floor, the floor is very hard, so it is really comfortable to lie on the bed.

Jiang Luan was originally a bit of a clean freak, but thinking of Zhao Zhi's unparalleled handsome face, the pimple in his heart was not so big.

There was no strange smell in the quilt, but a sweet smell, just like that man.

night to dawn.

In the next few days, Jiang Luan went to several large medical clinics. The ancient medical clinics were all traditional Chinese medicine, but as a western orthopedic doctor, his performance was very limited.

After a few days, Jiang Luan found out that there was a medical center called "Hui Chun Tang" in the south of the city, which was famous for treating bone injuries. If he went there, he might still find a job.

On this day, Jiang Luan deliberately tidied himself up, dressed himself and went out.

Walking on the bustling street, Jiang Luan was somewhat used to this ancient life.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly separated to the two sides.Jiang Luan also quickly followed the flow of people to the side.

Soon, people came slowly carrying a sedan chair. The sedan chair looked ordinary at first glance, but soon found that it was low-key luxury, and the people sitting inside must be dignitaries.

As the sedan chair approached, the common people couldn't help but lower their heads.

Which big man is inside?

Do you have entanglements with your past self?

Jiang Luan huddled in the crowd, staring at the sedan chair, thinking that if the wind lifted the curtain like in the TV series, he might be able to see the appearance of the people inside.

However, until the sedan chair passed by, the people in the sedan chair were all strict.

As the sedan chair went away, the common people began to discuss in low voices.

"Who is sitting in this sedan chair?"

"His Royal Highness Jin Wang, I know that bearer, he belongs to Jin Wangfu. Moreover, His Royal Highness Jin Wang has inconvenient legs and feet, so he usually travels in a sedan chair."

"Speaking of which, His Royal Highness King Jin is really pitiful. Although he is the eldest son of the empress, the empress died early, and his legs and feet are not good enough, so he can only sit in a wheelchair. And he also restrained his wife. Inexplicably gone."

Everyone sighed with emotion, even if they were born as noble as His Royal Highness, there are still pitiful ones.

Jiang Luan listened by the side, thinking, don't worry about it, His Royal Highness King Jin is not pitiful at all.

Not to mention that his cripple was just pretending, it was just to make Zhao Minghong and his mother Ming Guifei relax their vigilance. Later, he ascended the throne as emperor and tortured Zhao Minghong into a dog. He is a sure winner in life.

But after this reminder from the people who eat melons, Jiang Luan suddenly remembered something.

Isn't the name of King Jin just Zhao Zhu?

The mysterious person I saved a few days ago was King Jin? !

I really bet right, saved a Goldfinger? !

In Yuanchen's memory, King Jin was a ferocious ghost, moody, murderous without batting an eyelid, with a terrifying face, he couldn't have imagined that he was so handsome.

It seems that the original body was really afraid and loathed King Jin, so he vilified him into this appearance in his memory.

The original fate was that King Jin ordered Ling Chi to execute him, and the Meng clan was also slaughtered by King Jin.

Although he didn't have much relationship with the Meng family, he still felt that General Meng's death was very unjust and pitiful.

Having recognized a fake son, his own son suffered outside, and he would be murdered by this fake son...

Jiang Luan finally understood how his life was tied to King Jin.

From this point of view, no matter what, I have to establish a good relationship with King Jin.

Thinking of this, Jiang Luan couldn't help touching the jade ring hanging around his neck, which was the proof that Zhao Zhi owed his life.

Jiang Luan squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards the medical hall in the south of the city.

Jiang Luan came here often and was very familiar with this generation. After copying the path a few times, he found a sedan chair in front of him.

"My lord, someone is following us." At this moment a bearer said.

Zhao Zhu leaned back on the sedan chair, closed his eyes and rested his mind, in a lazy state, exuding a powerful aura from his body, still intimidating.

Zhao Zhu already knew it.

His hearing and vision are different from ordinary people.

This is an alley with few people, so the sound of extra footsteps is naturally obvious.

Not one, but two.

But the one in front walked briskly, he didn't look like a martial artist, and he was very close, so he shouldn't be such a stupid assassin.

Zhao Chu pursed his lips, opened the curtain, and saw a small figure.

It was a boy, dressed in white, with clear features, big eyes, black and shiny, revealing a bit of innocence and cuteness, thin and small in stature.He was clearly groomed, meticulous in his hair and clothing.

When Zhao Zhi looked at him, the young man suddenly realized something, raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhu, his eyes met each other, the young man's eyes lit up, it was obvious that his eyes were full of spring, and his fair face was also slightly flushed.

Zhao Zhi's face darkened, and he immediately lowered the curtain.

Jiang Luan felt that Zhao Zhi's appearance was really in line with his aesthetics, and just admiring it, he was blocked by the curtain, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

For some reason, he always felt that the bearers seemed to quicken their pace and quickly left him behind.

The sedan chair quickly left the alley.

As Jiang Luan was walking, he suddenly felt a murderous gaze fall on him.

He couldn't help quickening his pace, and just as he was about to leave the alley, a chill hit him from behind.

Jiang Luan was pulled back to the alley by force. The force was so great that Jiang Luan hit the wall, causing a sharp pain in his back.

Jiang Luan raised his head, and saw a man in black standing in front of him, holding a long sword in his hand. The sword shone coldly in the sun.

"Brother, how much did the person who hired you pay you?"

The man in black was obviously a professional killer, he didn't talk nonsense with Jiang Luan at all, and stabbed Jiang Luan's vitals with his sword!

At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Luan's mind.

Who wants to kill himself?

Do you have to confess your life here?

The task failed, and I was completely finished?

"Do you think I'm alone? I'm with guards." Jiang Luan was dying, "Rhubarb!"

The killer was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that there was a hint of sarcasm in those dark eyes, and his actions became more ruthless.

at that time--

There was a sharp sound, as if something had hit the sword of the man in black. The sword in the man's hand deflected, and the next moment, his body flew out, and a dagger just pierced his neck.

kill at once.

He kept his eyes open until he died. He probably didn't expect that this male favorite who fell out of favor actually had a guard, and the name of the guard was so random.

Jiang Luan sat on the ground with a pale face. Looking at the tall figure that appeared out of thin air in front of him, he couldn't help blinking.

"rhubarb?"

man:"……"

The man was wearing a mask, but he was dressed in fine clothes, and the exposed jaw was very sharp. His eyes were dark, indistinguishable from emotion, like a pool of cold water, and a few more glances would make one shudder.

Zhao Zhu, do you think I can't recognize you because you're wearing a mask?

However, Zhao Zhu was wearing a mask, obviously because he didn't want people to recognize his identity.

After all, King Jin is a lame man, while Zhao Zhu is standing there, facing the wind, not at all crippled.

Thinking of building a good relationship with Zhao Zhi, Jiang Luan decided to pamper him.

He got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and made a bow to Zhao Zhi: "Thank you benefactor for saving your life, I will keep it in my heart, and I will repay you in the future."

The man's voice was calm: "No need."

Jiang Luan showed a smile, showing two dimples, very cute: "The benefactor saves people without asking for anything in return, he is really a good person."

Zhao Zhu: "It doesn't have to be later, it can be reported immediately."

The smile on Jiang Ran's face froze.

Zhao Zhu was also not polite, and directly extended his hand towards Jiang Luan: "Yu Jue."

Jiang Luan: "..."

So, Zhao Zhu rescued him probably because he wanted to get back this jade ring?

After all, there is no problem with Zhao Zhi's logic in life for life.

Jiang Luan could only take off the jade ring worn around his neck, and put it in Zhao Zhu's hand.

Jiang Luan was wearing the jade ring next to his body, so it carried his body temperature.Zhao Zhu felt the body temperature on the jade ring, and for some reason suddenly thought of the delicate collarbone that the young man had just exposed when he took the jade ring.Very white, blindingly white.

Zhao Zhi pursed his thin lips, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

Jiang Luan looked at the assassin lying dead in the corner, and couldn't help but walked over and kicked him.

It's all his fault that he lost a life-saving talisman!