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Jiang Yuxing was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at the empty back, "What kind of flower picker?"

Lin Ziyan still had tears in his eyes, he raised his hand blankly and pointed at him.

The corner of Jiang Yuxing's mouth twitched, he pinched his face and said, "What time is it, are you still messing around?"

He only thought that Lin Ziyan was joking with him, and he didn't care. He pinched his thinner cheeks, frowned and said, "Why did you lose weight again? That old thing bullied you?"

Lin Ziyan stared at him blankly, thinking to himself, should I... call for a thief?

But he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

He seemed so wronged, so wronged that when he saw this person, he wanted to hug him and cry.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his eyes were red again, Jiang Yuxing hurriedly said, "It's okay, don't be afraid..."

Lin Ziyan suddenly pushed him away, and stammered, "You, did you... take off... my clothes?"

Jiangyu Xing's forehead twitched, it was fine, why did it turn over the old account again?

"It's my fault," he said helplessly, "Let's go out and talk about it, at worst, I'll pick it up for you..."

But Lin Ziyan thought of something, blushed, and said angrily, "The pervert!"

Jiangyu Xing: "..."

"What nonsense?" President Jiangyu was called a "thief" for the first time at such a young age, and he was stunned by the shout, "What's wrong with you today?" Why are you a flower picker and a prostitute again? thief?Did I provoke you?

Lin Ziyan took a few steps back silently.

"Forget it, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's talk about it when we go out." He said that he was going to pull Lin Ziyan, but the man hid and leaned against the window and said: "Don't come here! Otherwise, I... I will call someone!"

The pedestrians in Jiangyu are all stupid. I haven't seen you for more than three months. This person's head was broken?

Something is wrong, he thought again, why is Lin Ziyan so weird tonight?It's fine to talk nonsense, why is it like meeting an enemy now?

"What happened?" Jiang Yuxing frowned, "Why didn't you leave? That old thing threatened you?"

Why should I go with you?Lin Ziyan grabbed the window sill, and seeing Jiang Yuxing's upright appearance, he couldn't help thinking, could it be that he stripped my clothes, I...voluntarily?

As he thought about it, his face became even hotter, burning hot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Yuxing thought that he was really threatened by Ji Wuzhuo, and he didn't dare to run away, so his heart softened immediately, and he said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will take you back."

Lin Ziyan clenched his fingertips, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Yes, did I... agree?"

Jiangyu Xing did not understand, "What?"

"Just..." Lin Ziyan whispered, "Take off the clothes..."

Jiangyuxing: "..." Is this going to end?

"I was wrong at the beginning," Jiang Yuxing said when he thought of this time and got angry again, with a headache, "If you want to beat or scold, it's up to you, first follow me..."

"Who wants to go with you?!" Hearing his words, Lin Ziyan thought he was being forced, and blurted out, "The pervert! Shameless!"

Why do you get angrier the more you talk?Jiang Yuxing thought, if he still wants to carry people out, forget it.

Today, he followed the driver who bought sesame seed cakes all the way to find this place.Maybe that old fortune-teller saw that Lin Ziyan was a weak scholar who couldn't break a wall, and now that he was in the capital of Beiqi, he didn't ask such a person to guard him, and he was much more relaxed when he sneaked in just now.

But if the old man knows that he and Zhao Feng have also come to Beiqi, he will definitely strengthen his guard, and if he wants to take Lin Ziyan away then, it may not be easy.

Jiang Yuxing took a look at Lin Ziyan, saw that he was still angry, and thought about knocking him out first and taking him away before going out?

But before he could make a move, he heard footsteps approaching from far and near outside the house, walking towards this side.

"Wait for me." He hurried past Lin Ziyan and came out through the window.

Lin Ziyan watched him disappear out of the window in a daze, and wanted to shout "Catch the thief", but struggled for a long time, but still did not shout.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the house, Lin Ziyan walked over, opened the door and saw that it was Ji Wuzhuo, followed by Lao Zhang who was holding the quilt.

"I saw that the light is still on in your room," Ji Wuzhuo said, "Haven't you slept yet?"

Lin Ziyan didn't dare to look at him, and said softly, "Going to sleep."

Ji Wuzhuo nodded to Lao Zhang behind him, and Lao Zhang carried the quilt into the next room.

"Lao Zhang will also live here in the future," Ji Wuzhuo said, "after you have breakfast every day, go to the training ground with him."

Lin Ziyan nodded sullenly.

"Go to bed early." Ji Wuzhuo said nothing, turned and left.

Lin Ziyan closed the door and looked out the window.

It was quiet outside the window, the flower picker was probably afraid of being discovered, so he had disappeared.

Lin Ziyan watched silently for a while, then walked to the table and blew out the oil lamp.

On the second day, despite all kinds of reluctance, Lin Ziyan, who only wanted to go to the study to read, followed Lao Zhang to the practice ground of Ji Wuzhuo.

The training ground is in the forest in the north of the city, and it is said that it is the place where Subei's spies practice intensively.

Lin Ziyan rode a horse and followed Lao Zhang halfway. When passing through the forest, two people suddenly jumped down from the tree and covered their faces, blocking the way.

Lao Zhang's expression changed, "Who?!"

Without saying a word, the two men raised their knives and slashed over.

Lao Zhang hastily drew his knife to resist, while still protecting Lin Ziyan, but gradually realized that the two men caught him hacking alone, and did not touch Lin Ziyan at all.

Before he could figure it out, he was kicked in the center of the mouth and fell off the horse a long way.

"Ahem..." Lao Zhang got up clutching his chest, but before he could stand still, he was hit on the back of the neck with a palm, rolled his eyes immediately, and passed out.

"This old man is pretty good at fighting," one of them said, "If we didn't hit him alone, we might not be able to fight."

The other person walked towards Lin Ziyan without saying a word.

Lin Ziyan gripped the rein tightly and was about to turn around and run, but saw the man flying over and grabbed the rein.

Suddenly, with a clear moan, Lin Ziyan's hand flashed a silver light, and he stabbed at the man with the dagger in his hand.

But within a short distance, he was still grabbed by the wrist by that person.

"I'll give you a dagger for self-defense. You'll either stab yourself or stab me." He tightened his waist and was pulled off his horse. He heard the man say, "Lin Ziyan, you're doing really well..."

Lin Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Law, bastard?"

Jiang Yuxing tore off the black scarf on his face, his eyelids twitched and said, "Are you still addicted?"

Then, he heard Zhao Feng laughing out of breath, "Hahahahahaha... Ayu, whore, hahahahaha..."

Jiang Yuxing didn't bother to pay attention to him.

He hid on the roof last night and saw the old man enter the wing room next to Lin Ziyan. He was afraid that people would find out if he made a noise, and he heard Ji Wuzhuo say what training ground they were going to today, so he went back to the inn and called Zhao Feng. He guarded outside the gate of Ji Mansion early in the morning, and when he saw Lin Ziyan and the others going out, he followed them all the way, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

But after he went back last night, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with Lin Ziyan. It's fine to be angry with him, and the question he asked was a bit strange, as if... don't remember those things?

"Lin Ziyan," Jiang Yuxing looked at him, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "Do you recognize me?"

But Lin Ziyan said blankly: "Lin Ziyan? Isn't my name...Jiming?"

This is what Ji Wuzhuo told him, he is a descendant of the Ji family, Ji Ming.

"What Jiming?" Jiang Yuxing looked disgusted, "It's ugly." What the hell is that old thing doing?

But Lin Ziyan seemed to be still worried about the "prostitution" thing, so he didn't even stand with him, stepped back a few steps and asked, "You mean, my name is... Lin Ziyan?"

Seeing him hiding from him, Jiang Yuxing felt uncomfortable, and said dissatisfied: "No, your name is Wang Fugui, and your father sold you to me for three pigs."

Lin Ziyan: "..."