Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

"Cough, cough..." Guan Yao opened his eyes vigorously, and what came into view was a thatched roof, and then saw a girl standing beside her.

Seeing Guan Yao like this, the girl immediately ran out and shouted, "He's awake! Young Master, he's awake!"

Guan Yao woke up instantly and sat up immediately. Fortunately, the kit with the military talisman was next to his pillow. He found himself lying in a farmer's house. He glanced around and wondered how he got here.

Two days ago, after Guan Yao and Song Yu parted ways, he drove the carriage to Fujing alone. Later, he only remembered that he encountered a wind and sand on the road, and the horse ran away in fright. Afterwards, he walked for a long distance without doing anything remembered.

But he vaguely remembered that he fell down because of a physical problem. In this situation, could it be that someone rescued him?

With a creak, the door was pushed open from the outside, and then a man walked in, walking towards him step by step.

Guan Yao was stunned for a moment, but the man didn't speak. It wasn't until the man walked to the side of the couch and sat down that Guan Yao came back to his senses.

"Zhao Linjiang." Guan Yao suspected that he was still awake, or his eyes were blurred, "What are you doing?"

"Uncle Yao seems very unhappy to see me?"

Guan Yao raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows. After realizing that it was not a dream, she murmured: "What's going on, where is this?"

"The villagers here picked up you fainted on the road, and sent them to me." Zhao Linjiang stared at the other party, "I didn't expect to...meet you here."

I didn't expect to find you here either.

"Oh, thank you." Guan Yao felt a little weird, "Where is this, why are you here?"

Zhao Linjiang was in a complicated mood. He said in a flat tone: "Come out to practice, this is Shangyang."

"Shangyang?"

Guan Yao didn't expect that he had walked for so long, and there was still such a long way to Fujing, at least three more days.

"Uncle Yao, this is, where are you going?" Zhao Linjiang got up and poured a glass of water for Guan Yao.

Guan Yao took the water but didn't drink it immediately, "Go back to Fujing."

"Okay." Zhao Linjiang looked down at the other party and didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said, "Where did Uncle Yao come from?"

Guan Yao stared at the glass of water in his hand for a moment, then said, "Beiliu."

Zhao Linjiang's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know what to say.

Liang Lingbing's solution soon spread throughout the world. When Zhao Linjiang heard the news, he couldn't believe it. Now that Guan Rumor was in front of him, he also felt that Liang Ling's death was inextricably linked to the strangeness of the other party.

"Well, help me get my clothes, I have to hurry." Guan Yao drank the water in the glass.

Zhao Linjiang took the empty cup, and then went to get the other party's clothes.

Only then did Guan Yao realize that the underwear on his body was not his own, and he said to Zhao Linjiang in embarrassment: "You go out, I will change clothes."

"They're all men. Uncle Yao, what's the matter?" Zhao Linjiang's face was expressionless, but his words meant something.

Guan Yao raised her head to meet Zhao Linjiang's eyes, and the two stared at each other coldly for a moment, feeling a strange embarrassment tacitly.

It's very strange, it's just been a few months since they haven't seen each other, and even a few months ago, the two of them had an intimate affair, how could it be so flashy that the two of them seemed to have some festival.

Regardless of Guan Yao's attitude towards Zhao Linjiang before, Zhao Linjiang seemed to be a different person at this moment.

But this should be a good thing, Guan Yao sighed inwardly, Zhao Linjiang did seem to be a little more stable, which is also a happy thing.

"It's really nothing, then just watch it." Guan Yao didn't think too much anymore, and took off the clothes on his body slowly, and changed into his own.

Zhao Linjiang stood at the side, his eyes half-heartedly glanced at Guan Yao.

"Uncle Yao."

"What's the matter?" Guan Yao took off his underwear, revealing two long white legs, and then changed into his own pants.

Zhao Linjiang turned his face away from looking at the other party, "I'll take you back to Fujing."

"No need." Guan Yao went on to get on the bed and put on his shoes.

"Your health is getting worse. Otherwise, you would pass out on the road." Zhao Linjiang's mouth drooped, and his voice seemed to be filled with criticism, "It just so happens that I'm going back too, let's have a companion."

"Are you going back?" Guan Yao asked casually, "Go back to the village?"

"It's been a few months since I've been out, it's time to go back." Zhao Linjiang finally couldn't help but look at each other, "The two of you can take care of each other, not to mention, I was the one who took care of Uncle Yao's illness before, which is also convenient."

Guan Yao naturally knew more about her physical condition than anyone else, "If it troubles you."

"No trouble." Zhao Linjiang immediately interrupted the other party, "Is Uncle Yao still worrying about our past?"

The words still referred to the past, Guan Yao's attitude towards Zhao Linjiang was naturally the same as before, "We didn't have anything to do before."

"..." Zhao Linjiang felt a little uncomfortable, "It's hard to say."

"Even if there is, it's better not to have it in the future." In Guan Yao's state, it is impossible to let herself be as affectionate and unrestrained as before.

Zhao Linjiang sneered, "Uncle Yao is too worried, people will change."

Guan Yao was a little embarrassed by the other party's words, and he put on the last coat, "That's good."

"Indeed." Zhao Linjiang pronounced his words heavily, but he couldn't tell that he was angry.

Guan Yao let out a sigh of relief, took two steps, and was about to fall forward immediately, Zhao Linjiang rushed over and took Guan Yao.

"Uh, thank you." Guan Yao guessed that he was going to die soon, and the soles of his feet were shaking.

Zhao Linjiang's face was so ugly that he could feel how bad Guan Yao's condition was when he hugged Guan Yao's thinner and thinner waist.

"Thank you." Zhao Linjiang didn't intend to let go, but hugged him even tighter.

Guan Yao felt that the other party was acting strangely, "Thank you all once."

"Uncle Yao." Zhao Linjiang lowered his head a little, and smelled the scent of the other party.

The feeling of familiarity came up, and Guan Yao then resisted a little habitually, "Let me go."

Zhao Linjiang put his nose close to the other side's neck and sniffed lightly, and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Yao, are you really in your thirties?"