Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 110 Quilt
Coincidentally the same name or met the real person?
Jiang Xian thought about it carefully, Song Qi beside her was highly skilled in martial arts, she didn't show her true colors to others, and walked alone... Isn't she just a standard killer assassin?

Not surprisingly, the "Song Qi" beside her was the one who was ordered to kill Ye Hexuan in the original book.

Jiang Xian leaned wearily beside a green bamboo, looking up at the sky.

Blame her for being so busy running for her life that she neglected many things, and she didn't even remember Song Qi's name for a while.If she knew that he was the one who assassinated Ye Hexuan, she would be afraid in her heart, and would definitely not get along with him these days.

At this point, Jiang Xian could only sit down and think about the follow-up calmly.

"Song Qi" circled her around for the reward of 1000 taels of gold, so she must be watching her closely, she couldn't leave alone.Besides, the bandits are still eyeing her. She is a weak woman, and she is in danger on the way back to Beijing. She must not be protected by anyone.Compared to hiring strangers, "Song Qi" is the most reliable person to escort her back to Beijing because she knows everything.

At present, Qin Yanfeng is still in the stupid stage, and Song Qi hasn't known him yet.Even if she knew that she was "Ye Hexuan", she would not pose any threat.

After all, he only has money in his eyes.

Jiang Xian decided to go back to Beijing with Song Qi according to the original plan.After the reward silver is settled, it is irrelevant.

However, there is still some time before returning to Beijing, so it is better to take this opportunity to build a good relationship with Song Qi.Assuming that Qin Yanfeng regained his memory and ordered him to assassinate him, relying on his acquaintance, he might be able to accommodate one or two.

Jiang Xian rubbed her chin, thinking that this idea was good.

At noon, Qin Yanfeng came back.

He did not know where to bring a small donkey, carrying a pile of things, in addition to grain, oil, rice noodles, and bedding and pillows.After summing up, it was discovered that there was still a lack of pots, pans, pans, etc., so Qin Yanfeng rode back and forth on a donkey again, and it was not until evening that the supplies were properly placed.

The two were so busy that they didn't speak for a whole day. At night, they sat around under the eaves, watching the jujube and japonica rice porridge on the stove, sitting on either side of each other, silent.

The porridge in the pot was gurgling.

Jiang Xian lifted the lid, stirred the sticky porridge with a spoon, and glanced at Qin Yanfeng quickly.

In the firelight, his mask was a bit hideous.As long as she thinks that the person in front of her is the assassin who killed "Ye Hexuan", she will feel very uncomfortable in her heart.Suppressing the weird emotions, Jiang Xian took the lead to break the silence, "You can eat porridge, let me serve you a bowl."

"Thanks."

Qin Yanfeng is quite tired today.

Dragging her injured leg, she had to go back and forth to find Song Qi to carry things, just to prevent Jiang Xian from seeing her identity.

He took the bowls and chopsticks from Jiang Xian, blew on the hot and smoking porridge, and said, "Tomorrow I will build another bamboo house next to the water dock."

"Then tonight..." Jiang Xian glanced at the only small bed in the room from the corner of her eye.

"It won't rain tonight, I will find a place to live."

It was a last resort for the two to squeeze together before, and now they have to avoid suspicion.

"Okay." Jiang Xian is well versed in the defense of men and women in feudal society, so she doesn't hold back, and silently scoops porridge for herself.

Qin Yanfeng was inexplicably unhappy with her attitude.

Jiang Xian was not like this in the Xuanqing Mountain Palace before.She was reluctant to let him sleep on the floor, for fear that he would catch a cold and get sick, so she would rather sleep on the floor by herself.Facing "Song Qi", she didn't care at all.

After thinking about it, "Qin Yanfeng" is her foolish husband in name, and they can live together in the same room; but "Song Qi" is not, and it is reasonable for her to be indifferent to "Song Qi".

Qin Yanfeng didn't know whether he was happy or sad in his heart, he hesitated for a while, and finished the rice porridge in a few mouthfuls.

"I'm leaving, you lock the door at night." He put the bowl on the stove, and left the water dock with his sword in his arms, preparing to spend the night in the treetops not far away.Just about ten steps away, Jiang Xian behind her hugged the quilt and chased it out, panting, "Song Qi, the dew is deeper, you can cover it up."

She didn't intend to ask where Qin Yanfeng was going to sleep.

She just wanted to please him.

She couldn't do anything too flattering, so what she could do was just send a quilt.

Qin Yanfeng hugged the quilt from her arms, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell the subtle fragrance of orchid grass stained on the quilt.He looked at her gentle smiling face and said thank you.

(End of this chapter)