007 turned out to be you

Suddenly, a melodious sound came into Zuo Liang's ears. Although Zuo Liang is not good at rhythm, he has also heard others say that the song is humanistic. Although this Xiao sound only sounds lingering, but after a fine aftertaste, there is infinite sadness beating people's hearts, which inexplicably makes people want to cry...

Zuo Liang lifted the quilt and sat up slowly. The injured shoulder still hurts, but Zuo Liang should be fine with his own feeling. He saw a clean set of coarse cloth clothes on the wooden table by the bed.

Although it is now spring, the weather is still relatively cold. Zuo Liang was very reluctant to dress neatly. Although the clothes are a little wide, they are very dry and comfortable.

Zuo Liang came to the hall and opened the door of the room.

Zuo Liang was unconsciously attracted by the picturesque situation in front of him and involuntarily left the room and walked to the courtyard: under the night not far away, the young man who treated himself was wearing moonlight and sitting in the steep spring breeze... The sound came from this person.

Zuo Liang couldn't help but be curious about this scholar: he can play Xiao, with melodious tunes and around the beam for three days; he should also be able to do martial arts, and his skills are not weak; he can treat trauma, and the dressing is very meticulous; moreover, he is also... beautiful...

When the word "beautiful" came to mind, Zuo Liang felt a little nauseous and used "beautiful" to describe a man... Isn't there a more imaginative word in his mind? No, it should not be this that I am angry. Why do I have so much curiosity? Why do I involuntarily draw the image of this person in my heart... What does this have to do with me? It's just a person who meets each other. If you leave some money, you will be clear in the future. What do you do with your own mind...

While Zuo Liang was thinking about himself, he suddenly heard someone talking to him.

"You're awake!"

At this time, He Xuan turned around and saw the man standing at the door of the house, and asked softly.

"Yes. I haven't thanked you yet..."

"No need. My father is a medical practitioner, and there is no reason why he can't be saved. If you really thank me, please don't stand in the wind. I don't think I need to explain it to you.

With that, He Xuan had also walked to the door. Zuo Liang listened to He Xuan's words and smiled, and the two turned into the house. He Xuan turned around and closed the door.

"I haven't asked your name..."

"I dare not. Yamanomura, why don't you talk about your first name? Your next name is He, and your single name is Xuan.

"In the lower Zuoliang." Zuo Liang reluctantly raised his left arm, held his fists and said.

"Zuo Liang?" Hearing the name, He Xuan frowned and thought to herself that it would not be such a coincidence. At the same time, her mouth slipped out: "Is it the son of Prime Minister Zuo of the current government?"

"It's not just here." Hearing this, Zuo Liang smiled and said.

After listening to this sentence, the warmth in He Xuan's eyes just disappeared in an instant. Although her expression did not change, she said to herself, "If I knew that you were his son, it would be better to let you die outside!" Or let the group of robbers catch it."

Zuo Liang just turned around, found a chair and sat down, and then said to He Xuan, "Little brother, it seems that you are not as weak as the crown, right?"

"Yes."

"That's a few years older than He Xiandi."

He Xuan smiled and said, "After Mr. Zuo is a high-ranking official, I'm just a grassman. This brother is really broken down. I really don't dare to stand it!"

Although Zuo Liang did not say a few words with the young man in front of him, Zuo Liang still clearly felt that after he learned his identity, his words seemed to be more indifferent than polite. Zuo Liang didn't know whether his origin gave him a sense of oppression, or whether this person resisted the powerful from the bottom of his heart. In short, Zuo Liang now feels a little regretful. It's better not to report his name and be at ease.

"It's getting late. I'll bring up dinner."

With that, He Xuan turned around and walked to the kitchen. Soon, she came in with a casserole and a few light dishes and put the food on the table.

"Did you do it?" Zuo Liang looked at the warm porridge and other dishes and asked in surprise. He didn't expect that this person would cook. Although he still doesn't know how it tastes, it is still pleasing to the eyes in terms of color.

"Of course. I'm from a small family. Unlike Mr. Zuo's house, there are servants to wait on him. Of course, I have to do everything in person. He Xuan said and put a bowl for herself and Zuo Liang on the table.

"I didn't expect it." When Zuo Liang said this, he couldn't help smiling.

"You have lost a lot of blood. This purple rice porridge is tonic. The dishes are very light, and I don't know if it suits Mr. Zuo's appetite. Of course, it must be much worse than yours.

"Where is this? It has caused a lot of trouble to He Xiandi today. Oh, one more thing, those who chased me today..."

"I sent it away." He Xuan said lightly, "Eat it quickly. No matter how cold it is, it will not taste good."

If he didn't say anything, he was blocked by this scholar. Zuo Liang had to admire his preemptive and lowered his head to have a good dinner.

Although Zuo Liang grew up with beautiful clothes and food, since he went out, he often had a simple meal or even a hungry meal. However, Zuo Liang ate this meal particularly sweetly. A man almost ate up the porridge in the casserole and most of the dishes on the table. He Xuan didn't care. She just had a bowl of porridge. After a few mouthfuls of vegetables, she sat aside and watched Zuo Liang devour it.

He Xuan looked at Zuo Liang. Although she was very calm on the surface, her heart had already turned upside down.

"He is Zuo Junzhong's son! The enemy's son sat in front of him! According to his current injury, although I am not sure that I can kill him, I can still fight to death. Do you want to do it now?"

"Are I really satisfied with this result? No, absolutely not. The person who harmed his father in those years was Zuo Junzhong. He was not Zuo Liang. He killed Zuo Liang, and he couldn't solve his hatred. It's better to keep him. If you can have a relationship with him, maybe one day you can approach Zuo Junzhong through him. At that time, it's not too late to find another opportunity to do it.

He Xuan only thought quietly, but her eyes remained on Zuo Liang. Finally, he was a little overwhelmed and even felt that his face was a little hot.

"He Xiandi, it's really rude. This..." At this time, Zuo Liang found out how much he had eaten. This also made him mistakenly think that He Xuan saw that he was completely out of this reason.

"It doesn't matter! I usually don't eat much for dinner. These things are made for you." He Xuan stood up, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and brought them to the kitchen. After packing up, he brought tea for Zuo Liang.

"Now that the gate has been closed, Mr. Zuo, let's go into the city tomorrow morning. Although the injury is not too serious, it is still necessary to rest. One more thing, I have fed your horse. You don't have to worry about it."

"Oh." After He Xuan said this, Zuo Liang remembered that there was still a horse, "Thank you very much."

"Since you woke up, you have thanked many times. There is no need to thank you. If Mr. Zuo doesn't have any other orders, he will go to rest.

"Brother, please."

He Xuan nodded to Zuo Liang, and then walked into the room opposite Zuo Liang.

After He Xuan closed the door, Zuo Liang took a long breath, and then beat his head with regret and told himself to be more vigilant. I don't know why, Zuo Liang always has a vague sense of uneasiness. He always seems to feel a trace of murderousness in his eyes... I don't know, this is his excessive vigilance after being on duty or just because of the illusion after injury, but there is always nothing wrong with some precautions.

In the afternoon, the weather was already gloomy. Sure enough, soon after dinner, the first heavy snow after spring fell down, which was also the first snow in the New Year.

It's still early, and He Xuan naturally can't sleep. She is in a hurry to go back to the room, but she is afraid that she can't control her emotions for a moment. What did she show to Zuo Liang during the interview? After a while, He Xuan saw that Zuo Liang's room had lost the light of the candlelight, and she quietly came to the yard. In order to vent her anger, she took out the thorn and practiced fiercely.

Although Zuo Liang extinguished the candle, he did not sleep. Suddenly, he heard the sound of dancing blades in the courtyard. He was shocked that it was the group of thieves who came to make trouble again. He jumped up from ** and suddenly felt dizzy, but he still gently pried up the window and looked out.

But in the heavy snow, He Xuan was practicing. A pair of Emei stinging tigers flew up and down, and Zuo Liang clearly saw that in every move of He Xuan, there was a strong murderous intention.

This time, Zuo Liang's heart is even more uncertain. Is it possible that this young man also wants to take his own life? Looking at his skills, he is never under his own. Even if he is not injured, he can only draw with him, not to mention now...

While Zuo Liang was thinking about it, he saw He Xuan accept his move and walked towards the house. Zuo Liang quickly put down the window and lay back to **, but put the dagger within reach of his right hand.

Sure enough, as soon as the door rang, He Xuan came in, and Zuo Liang's heart became even more nervous. He closed his eyes, but he could feel that He Xuan was getting closer and closer to him and had walked to the bedside in an instant.