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Jiang Nianwei gently put the velvet flower into her sleeve and turned her gaze to the injured man in front of her. She frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

"Brother Duan, could you please lend a hand? This man is seriously injured, I need to bring him back to heal him."

Jiang Siyu was confused. "Didn't you just say, sister, to let him fend for himself?"

"If we don't save him, he will really be eaten by fish tomorrow."

The three carefully carried the unconscious man back and placed him in the cave where they once lived.

The cave was dark and quiet, with only a faint flame flickering.

Jiang Siyu complained: "This guy doesn't look fat, why is he so heavy?"

Jiang Nianwei looked around, a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes, and then she said in a deep voice: "Don't let this matter leak out. I need to try first to see if I can save this person's life."

Duan Yun nodded his head repeatedly, his expression serious: "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

Jiang Nianwei asked Jiang Siyu to go back and bring some food. After sending the two away, she began to carefully observe the man's injured arm.

"You go back first and bring some food. I'm here."

After Jiang Nianwei watched the two men leave, she turned around and focused on examining the injuries of the man on the ground.

There was a conspicuous wound on the man's arm, obviously caused by a knife, and blood was constantly oozing out of the wound.

Although the wound looked horrific, it was not difficult for her to treat.

She once thought about whether she should just watch him die without helping him and let him die.

But then she thought again, he had saved her from danger in the past, so how could she just stand by and watch now?

Jiang Nianwei began to carefully examine the man's body, looking for any other wounds.

She gently picked up the dagger and skillfully cut open the man's clothes one by one, revealing his scarred body. What caught her eye were the distinct abdominal muscles. Jiang Nianwei swallowed and continued to observe his body.

Apart from two noticeable knife wounds, the rest were just minor scratches. The most noticeable one was the scar on his forehead left by the collision with the reef.

Jiang Nianwei's technique was gentle and focused as she carefully scraped away the rotten flesh on the man's wound.

The wound was horrific and obviously required delicate sutures to gradually heal, and even if it healed, it would leave a scar.

The man seemed to feel the piercing pain, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings.

Suddenly, a big hand tightly grasped Jiang Nianwei's wrist. The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he asked vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Nianwei raised her head and met those deep and complex eyes. She did not stop her movements and explained softly, "You are injured. I am helping you clean the wound."

Both of them were surrounded by blood-stained gauze. Jiang Nianwei was using alcohol to disinfect his wound. "The next process will be painful. Try to bear it."

Jiang Nianwei took out the white silk thread, took a deep breath, and then began to sew his wound.

When the last stitch was completed, Jiang Nianwei was already sweating profusely.

The man in front of her was soaked after experiencing the pain just now, and it was obvious that he did not feel much better.

He stared at Jiang Nianwei with increasingly confused eyes, until he caught a glimpse of the purple velvet flower gently falling from her sleeves. He then frowned deeply, covered his head, and groaned in pain: "Why am I here?"

Jiang Nianwei was slightly stunned by this sentence. Her eyes fell on the purple velvet flower. She wanted to explain but she saw that the man had bent down to pick up the velvet flower. Confusion was reflected in his deep eyes. "I remember this is mine."

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Could it be that you are my fiancée?"

In the man's mind, those scattered fragments were like flickering candle flames, flickering in the darkness, but they were shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult to see the full picture.

He tried to grasp those vague memories, but they slipped quietly from his fingertips like sand, leaving only a faint trace.

But there is such a custom in the Great Zhou Dynasty: if a man wants to marry a woman, he will take the velvet flower from the woman. If the woman does not refuse, it means that she has tacitly acknowledged the relationship between the two.

Jiang Nianwei was about to clarify when Jiang Siyu came over lightly with a simple basket of vegetables in her hand. She said softly, "Don't worry, sister. I didn't tell anyone a word."

The man's upper body was wrapped in layers of gauze. He looked alert. When he saw a stranger appear quietly, a trace of vigilance flashed in his deep eyes, and his body involuntarily moved back.

"So you're awake now. You're so handsome. No wonder I went to so much trouble to bring you back."

Just this one sentence made the man imagine all kinds of scenarios.

Jiang Siyu's eyes fell on the velvet flower. "This velvet flower should be very important to you, right? My sister also had an identical one, but she lost it..."

Jiang Nianwei interrupted her, "Okay, Siyu, you go back first, I'll be here."

"Then I'll go back right away. Duan Yun just said he wants to teach me how to fish!"

Jiang Nianwei took out the coconut bowl from the basket. Today, Aunt Liu's bacon fried rice was particularly tempting and fragrant. She steadily held it in front of the man.

"I have carefully treated your injuries. As long as you take care of them for a while, you will recover, but the scars cannot be removed..."

The man seemed to have a natural trust in him and couldn't wait to pick up the coconut bowl. The aroma instantly aroused his appetite and he began to eat it voraciously.

Jiang Nianwei was still thinking about this man's identity, recalling the battle against bandits in the mountains that day. His figure was agile and he was obviously a member of Xie's army.

Moreover, he had helped her when her life was at stake. This kindness made her unable to compare him with the word "bad guy", but why did he appear here? It was really incredible.

Jiang Nianwei sighed softly and added a few dry firewood to the campfire. The flames flickered and illuminated her face. "Your memory is probably confused because your forehead hit the reef. I'm not your fiancée. I'm just..."

The man had been staring at his profile until he saw a big rat suddenly jump out from the dark corner. His face turned pale, "Why are the rats here so big?"

Jiang Nianwei stood up quickly, holding the stick tightly in her hand. Her eyes were cold. She saw a huge rat running around in the corner. She swung the stick in her hand without hesitation and killed it with one blow. She had seen much more terrifying things on the road to exile, so she thought rats were nothing new.

Jiang Nianwei looked at him and felt that he didn't seem to be pretending. How could a grown man be so afraid of mice?

"Are you afraid of mice?"

The man quickly shook his head, "I've never seen a mouse as big as a hedgehog."

Jiang Nianwei chuckled, "Do you remember your name?"

The other party shook his head in confusion, his eyes empty, "I don't remember any name. I don't know why I'm here? The only thing that can make my heart move is this velvet flower."

This is really a tricky situation. Jiang Nianwei couldn't help but feel that it was difficult to deal with. In this case, she would be the one to blame.

Moreover, he came close to her pitifully, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Can you take me in for a while? Maybe I can remember everything after a while."

Jiang Nianwei sighed helplessly, "After your injury is healed, we will think of a solution."

She boiled some of the spiritual spring water she had taken out earlier in a coconut bowl, and gave him some white pills. "Take it. It will be very helpful for your wound recovery."

The man swallowed the pill obediently, then sat quietly by the side, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was regulating his breathing and concentrating.

Jiang Nianwei's gaze inadvertently swept across his collar and fell on a wooden sign that was half-hidden by his clothes. It was made of top-grade sandalwood, and the words on it were clearly visible, with the word "Zhao" about to come out.

She gently picked up the wooden sign, slid her fingertips lightly along the wood texture, and asked softly, "Zhao? Could this word be your name?"

There was a trace of confusion in the man's eyes, and his voice was slightly hesitant, "Maybe."

"Then I will call you Ah Zhao from now on."

Ah Zhao murmured to himself, "Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao..."

He took the wooden sign and carefully stroked the words on it. Although his memory was vague, he felt that the other party was a woman worthy of getting close to. Perhaps the two of them did have some connection before, otherwise how could her velvet flower be in his hands.

I couldn't help but start to think wildly. Could it be that they were a pair of star-crossed lovers who were forced to separate because of their different social status? Or was he a playboy who abandoned his fiancée after having an affair with her?

His thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, giving him a splitting headache. He decided not to think about it for the time being, and just asked hesitantly, "What's your name?"

Jiang Nianwei raised her eyes and replied nonchalantly, "You can just call me Sanniang."

He also instructed: "During this period of time, you'd better not go out. I will bring you water and food and change your medicine."

The man nodded unusually obediently, "Okay, Sanniang, I'll listen to you."

Now he is covered with wounds and can't make any waves at all. The best thing to do is to stay here and recuperate, and make plans after he recovers.

Jiang Nianwei stayed by his side and only left quietly after watching him fall asleep.

Jiang Nianwei just returned to the stone house, but found that Jiang Lanxu had not rested yet. His eyes revealed a complex emotion, as if he was waiting for her return.

Jiang Lanxu hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed and broke the silence, "Just now, several officers and soldiers suddenly visited and took Ah Bei away."

Jiang Nianwei's heart sank, and she quickly asked, "What? Where are you taking it to, and what's the purpose?"

"He did nothing wrong but went with them of his own free will."

After saying that, he took out the note left by Abei from his arms and handed it to Jiang Nianwei.

She unfolded the note and saw Abei's beautiful handwriting: Don't worry, Miss. My family found me and I am willing to go back with them. If we are lucky enough to meet again, I will repay you for saving my life.

Jiang Nianwei felt disappointed at first, but then she thought that it might not be a bad thing for Abei to go back. If he stayed here, he would never be able to make a breakthrough. Their family would just lose a laborer, and she would lose a bodyguard.

"Forget it, forget it. He has his own ideas. After all, we are not his relatives. Since he came here voluntarily, how can we force him to stay here?"

When Jiang Nianwei lay on the lychee wood bed that Abei had just made during the day, she closed her eyes and her mind was filled with thoughts.

If you raise an animal for a long time, you will develop feelings for it, let alone a living person?

She thought of Abei, the somewhat clumsy but kind-hearted boy. He had completely lost the gloomy look in her heart. It took a lot of effort for their whole family to make him like this.

These days, she had already regarded him as her younger brother, and now that he left, she actually missed him even more.

Now that he has chosen to go back, with his simple nature, I wonder if he can deal with those cunning foxes at home.

But now Abei is no longer a mediocre person. His father has taught him a lot about how to behave and govern.

His eldest brother taught him a lot of martial arts, which gave him enough strength to protect himself in this turbulent world.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nianwei took out the walnut hanging around her neck and hidden in her clothes. If it weren't for the help of this walnut space, how could they have come here safely?

Now, she has cultivated a vegetable garden in the space, and she has also figured out the rules. The rarer the plants and meat, the more advanced the modern medicines and health products that can be exchanged for.

In other words, the space is equivalent to a pharmacy. In ancient times when medicines were scarce, these medicines were really useful.

She flipped through some medical books in the space, and after a while, she fell asleep.

Just as the sky was turning pale, a loud noise came from outside the house. Jiang Nianwei rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked Taozhi habitually: "Taozhi, what happened outside? Why is it so noisy?"

Taozhi looked embarrassed and stammered, "Miss, they...they actually came for...the water filter. I really couldn't stop them."

After Jiang Nianwei simply washed up and walked out of the room, she saw a lot of exiles gathered outside to work together.

Among this group of people, Jiang Nianwei caught a glimpse of a familiar face - it was Liu Laoer, who had discussed her with Qin Ziqian in the fields.

He came up to her with a smile on his face. "Jiang Sanniang, the drinking water filter you made saved the life of the girl from the Huo family. Can you tell us how to make this filter?"

The water quality here is worrying and turbid, causing many innocent drinkers to suffer from abdominal pain.

Jiang Nianwei responded with a smile on her face: "Actually, this method is not difficult. I can teach you."

When Liu Laoer heard this, he was delighted and patted his chest, saying proudly: "See, I said it, Jiang Sanniang will definitely help us."

Although he appeared respectful on the surface, he was hiding a deep contempt for Jiang Nianwei.

"However, I have also heard that some people gossip about me behind my back, saying that I am a fickle woman who is easily attracted to other people. It really makes people feel cold."