June of the seventh year of Yuanqing.

In the early summer of the south, it is always so humid and hot. A heavy rain lasts for more than ten days, and it is wet and sticky everywhere, as if even mold can grow on people's bodies.

Jiang Ci suddenly woke up from his dream, subconsciously lifted the brocade mattress, raised his hand to rub his forehead, which was so painful, and touched the gauze wrapped around him, and did not dare to rub it hard. He supported the bed with his hands, sat up with some difficulty, and looked around blankly.

Although the house is not very spacious, it is also exquisitely arranged, with a mahogany carved bed, a shark silk tent, and a delicately carved dressing table not far from the head of the bed. On the dressing table, there is a big red letter of joy on the bronze mirror with diamond-shaped treasure-shaped patterns.

Wedding room?

Just as Jiang Ci held his head and recalled who he was and where he was, he saw a shadow flashing in the bronze mirror. She was startled and turned to look and saw a man in a moon-white cotton robe stopping and standing against the light, looking at her, with his dark eyes flashing with deep light.

The man was about twenty years old, with his eyebrows as beautiful as ink paintings, his figure was elegant, and he had a cold and bookish atmosphere. The sunset that shot in slanted in was cast on him, leaving a layer of shadow, making him look white as jade and unparalleled.

He is a very beautiful man, but his whole body is a bit feminine, wet and cold, which makes people feel alienated from thousands of miles away.

Jiang Ci stared at him without blinking: "Who are you?"

"I'm Shen Xian." His voice was cold and slow, but it sounded nice: "...your husband."

"Husband?" She became more confused and looked him up and down again. Suddenly, she smiled, "When did I get such a handsome husband as you?"

Obviously, he didn't expect that she would laugh at this time. This smile was like a brilliant flower blooming on a sick tree, with a sickly and weak beauty. He was stunned for a moment and soon calmed down: "Half a month ago, you and I just got married."

"...Oh." She lowered her eyes thoughtfully, thought for a while, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Who am I?"

Shen Xian came over and poured a cup of tea to her. Seeing that her hair was soaked with sweat, she pressed it on her forehead and twisted a warm towel virtuously. Just as she was about to wipe her sweat, she gave it and reached out to take the towel from his hand: "I'll do it myself, you can only answer my questions."

Shen Xian didn't care about her defense, and sat on the edge of the bed and explained patiently.

After listening to his words quietly, Jiang Ci set up a pergola on his forehead and was silent for a long time. After a while, he raised his head and looked at him: "You go out first, let me think about it carefully."

"Okay." His voice became a little gentle, "Just don't force yourself to avoid the pain in your brain when you think too much."

"Um."

"I'll go out. If there is anything, you can call Madam Xiang."

After saying that, he turned around and went out, and when he went out, he brought a breeze across his face.

Jiang Ci looked at his back and thought to himself: "If you have such a beautiful and fairy-like husband, it's not bad."

After Shen Xian left, Jiang Ciku sat there and thought for a while. He was so troublesome that he was too lazy to think about it anymore. He lay down again and closed his eyes to rest. A sudden light of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Sister A Meng, when you grow up, I will ride a tall horse to marry you home as a wife."

"I don't want to marry you. Brother Xian, you have no ability. When the big goose chases me, you will just cry and run away by yourself. I want to marry Brother Badger. He is more powerful. He will protect me and kick the big goose away with one kick."

After a sudden enlightenment suddenly appeared, Jiang Ci continued to work hard and was about to think about it, but his head hurt again. She couldn't help but hug her head and hummed twice in pain.

Before he finished humming, the soft curtain of flowers moved and an old woman in her indigo bun and nearly fifty years old was holding a long vermilion platter in her hand and a lotus porcelain bowl was placed in the plate. Seeing Jiang Ci moaning with her head, she rushed over and asked with great concern: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? Your head hurts again?"

Jiang Ci had a better headache. He put down his hand, looked at her with a pale face, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

The woman looked at her face as pale as snow, but it was full of beauty that was stunning, and she couldn't help but sigh in regret.

I feel sorry for such a good face, but I just...

well--

She said again: "I am the young master's wet nurse Xiang Mama."

After saying that, he handed the long plate in his hand in front of Jiang Ci: "Young master is afraid that the young grandma will be hungry when she wakes up, so he specially ordered me to boil a bowl of red rice that replenishes blood and is light and light... "

"Young Master is really." Before he finished speaking, a girl wearing a short stone green robe came in. Her face was long and pretty. But she looked unhappy. She dusted the corners of her clothes with her hands, glanced at Jiang Ci, and said unhappy, "What's the hardship at home? The young master insisted on making this red rice porridge, but she couldn't bear to take a bite."

“…”

Jiang Ci's heart moved, it turned out that Shen Xian took care of her like this.

"Okay, Chai'er, why are you chewing maggots in front of the young grandma? Why don't you go and boil the medicine quickly?" Madam Chang quickly stopped her. Seeing that Chai'er looked angry and unwilling to leave, she said again, "If you are angry, wait for the young grandma to come back and take care of your skin."

"Madam, just protect her!" After saying that, Chai'er whispered and left angrily.

Xiang Mama smiled and said, "Young grandma, don't pay attention to her. This girl is just a stingy mouth and soft-hearted person. I will teach her a lesson when I go back."

"It's okay." Although Chai'er was so sad, Jiang Ci didn't take it much to heart at this time, and just asked, "Why is it so difficult for the family to be like this?"

Xiang Mama's eyes turned red, she held back her tears and sighed: "Our young master is really pitiful. The Shen family looked down on the identity of a wife's merchant, and they didn't like the young master. Shortly after the wife passed away, the young master did not tolerate the Shen Mansion, so he came out to set up a doorstep. Finally, the spice shop improved a little... "

As she said that, she glanced at Jiang Ci, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"So what's wrong?"

"...Oh, nothing." Madam Chang quickly changed her words, "It was when the young master went out to purchase a few days ago and encountered those soldiers and bandits who committed rebellion and were robbed..."

"Madam, why don't you tell the young grandma the truth?" Chai'er returned and interrupted Madam Chang with a very unfair attitude. "Soldiers and bandits are the same thing, and they won't just steal all the money. It's not because they want to save the young grandma and have to spend money to treat the young grandma... "

"Chai'er!" Madam Chang shouted coldly, "If you talk more, just go home!"

"Madam, hum—"

Chai'er stomped her feet angrily and left again.

After comforting the nanny, she said something better. After serving Jiang Ci, she felt shocked and realized that she had no sense of smell. Fortunately, her sense of taste was still there, otherwise everything she would taste like chewing wax.

Despite this, she still felt sorry for her and described her as being lazy.

Seeing that she was still in a bad mood, Xiang Mama didn't dare to disturb her anymore, so she withdrew.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Jiang Ci leaned on the soft brocade pillow, and thinned the words Chen Xian said to her just now.

Her surname is Jiang, her nickname is A Meng. The ancestors of the Jiang family were the royal merchants who were famous for their business in the Ministry of Revenue and the spice family. They married Cheng Wanbai, the eldest daughter of the Cheng family who runs the medicinal material business.

When Jiang Ci was ten years old, the Jiang family suddenly suffered a sudden change and both of her parents passed away. She became an orphan. Her grandmother couldn't bear it and took her away. Four years later, her grandmother was seriously ill. Jiang Ci encountered bandits on her way to Ning'an Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha for her grandmother. She left and did not return. Her grandmother was worried day and night and died of illness.

His surname was Chen, his name was Xian, and his courtesy name was Renxiu. The Shen family was originally a family of Qinggui and a scholarly family. Unfortunately, the family's fortunes were lost later and the family's livelihood was difficult to maintain. His father had no choice but to marry the daughter of a merchant, Fan.

Fan and Cheng Wanbai are good sisters of Jinlan. When Fan gave birth to Shenxian, he agreed with Cheng that if she gave birth to a boy to Cheng, she would become brothers of different surnames, and if she was a girl, she would become husband and wife.

Chen Xian seemed unwilling to mention what happened later. Jiang Ci only knew that Fan died of illness last year. Before his death, he handed over half of the token of marriage to Chen Xian, so that he must find Jiang Ci.

The world is so big that Jiang Ci has been missing for a long time. Where can I find her?

Maybe it's destined.

Just three months ago, when Chen Xian went to Baihua Village, ten miles west of Xuanzhou City to participate in the Flower God Festival, he accidentally heard that a local flower farmer wanted to sell his daughter to a wealthy businessman as a concubine due to a difficult livelihood.

He didn't care much at that time, and later the woman escaped and happened to run into him. Only then did he find that half of the exquisite jade pendant was hanging around the woman's waist.

Furthermore, when he was a child, he met Jiang Ci, and he was a childhood sweetheart. Although he has grown up now, he still looks like he was. He can be sure that the woman has been missing for five years.

Because Jiang Ci suffered from amnesia and completely forgot about what happened that year. He asked the flower farmer and found out that the flower farmer had accidentally rescued her seriously injured by the Qinxiang River. Seeing that she was so beautiful, he had a bad idea.

After all, it was true that the flower farmer saved her life. He spent money to bring Jiang Ci back. After two months of her health, she was ready to get married. Jiang Ci had a bad fate. Three days after the wedding, Chen Xian happened to go out. Jiang Ci was outside the village, and two soldiers and bandits emerged from somewhere. Seeing that she was born with beauty, she wanted to take it back. When she resisted, Jiang Ci was pushed down by the bandits and hit the stone on the water shore.

The group of soldiers thought she was dead and left cursingly. After that, she was rescued by someone. She was injured and had a new injury and had been half asleep and half awake, in a daze and could not remember anything.

Combined with the words of Chai'er and Xiang Mama, there seems to be nothing wrong.

No matter what I think about it, I can't remember anything.

Anyway, he looks quite good at looking at him and is quite gentle. Of course, he is mainly good-looking. Even if she is superficial, she just likes good-looking.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved and fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, the moon had quietly climbed up the treetops and fell on the ground.

When Jiang Ci opened his hazy sleepy eyes, he vaguely saw a white shadow beside the bed.

"Ameng, you're awake."
Chapter completed!