Looking back on the scenes in the Heavenly Court, Ziwei Emperor did not point out his true origin. Now he has given him a spear technique to cover up his supernatural powers. After all, sometimes, when certain concepts and certain interest groups are combined, even the emperor cannot protect him. For example, the pioneers of reform in all dynasties, the famous Shang Yang, Wang Anshi and others, are willing to become the sword of the emperor, but the emperor cannot protect him.

Jia Zhen is not that big-faced, and is comparable to an outstanding politician. But he also has an industrial heart. Only when industrialization starts will there be electricity and air conditioning!

Air conditioning!

It’s okay to have no internet, it’s not warm in this life, but it’s just a luxury - summer cool! It’s especially painful to be born in a feudal society where you can’t wear short-sleeved shorts.

Jia Zhen stood up while complaining. Now they are temporarily living in the Jia family's village. He doesn't know why Jia She also has a village in Shandong, but after hearing that he doesn't want to be disturbed by the government, Su Xing recommended this courtyard for their party to rest for a while. In order to avoid being restrained, he took out the land deed and said that it was Jia She's.

Then he smiled and joked that Jia She had many houses, and then there was no more.

Because Su Xing was righteous and said strongly: "Every town, there are Young Master Sun's houses."

After rubbing his little heart and finding out the character of a prince's uncle behind Jia She, Jia Zhen shamelessly asked Su Xing to use any precious medicines for Bao Mian.

Smelling the strong smell of medicine, Jia Zhen entered Bao Mian's room. Although they were separated by a wall, every step he took made him feel guilty. After the other guards were reborn from death, they basically had some skin injuries, but Bao Mian was injured in the head. Even if the boss Ziwei raised his hand a little, he would be cured, but he would "skin" again - he had to take care of others sincerely before he could wake up.

Listening to the sound of joy in the New Year outside, Jia Zhen looked at Bao Mian's face on the bed with snow-white face, as if she was shocked by a nightmare. Bao Mian, who was a little restless in sleep, lowered her eyes and skillfully picked up the handkerchief to wipe the forehead of others' dense beads of sweat.

It’s strange. Didn’t they meet Yang Jian together before?

Why did Bao Mian have nightmares all of a sudden?

No, is this conscious?!

Jia Zhen was happy and hurriedly waved his hand to ask the guard to invite the doctor.

After working together, Jia Zhen looked at Bao Mian, who was full of silver needles and was like a hedgehog-headed man, sat on the edge of the bed, leaning his back against the bed railing, holding his jaw with one hand and rolling Bao Mian's hanging hair with nothing to do with the other hand. He chatted with Bao Mian like a few days ago, which aroused people's consciousness.

"If you are not awake, you may come here to chase us in person now." Jia Zhen looked sad, "Thanks to me, my wife has been broken up before she even confessed her love. What's wrong with him? I must have been implicated by Jia She!"

"By the way, my hair grew a little longer without knowing it, and I planned to cut it again in February. After all, my uncle was shaved in February, and Song Xueci was still good at me. This kind of folk custom is still a bit reasonable. I should abide by it, right?"

"But if you don't wake up, I'll cut off your hair. I'm sick and it's very troublesome to take care of your hair, especially if it's so long, just wash and then blow dry."

When Jia Zhen thought about not being able to use a "hand-shaped hair dryer" in the future, he felt sad, "It's really a waste of time! Time is a precious moment, and it's better to use it to kiss and warmth than to catch fleas."

After saying that, Jia Zhen rubbed his hair again, tangling his fingertips bit by bit. Speaking of which, Bao Mian's hair is well maintained, as silky and smooth as the slogans of later generations, making people feel a little overwhelmed.

It's a pity to cut it off.

Just as Jia Zhen was struggling with the idea of ​​cutting her hair, the owner of the hair suddenly thrust a carp, sat upright, accompanied by a heart-wrenching roar - "Jia Zhen!"

Jia Zhen trembled in fear and immediately responded, shook his fingers hard, trying to eliminate the "evidence", "I'm here! I don't plan to cut your hair!"

Bao Mian slowly turned his eyes to look at Jia Zhen, his eyes covered with water vapor, his lips squirmed a few times, and he wanted to speak, but the next moment, Bao Mian immediately blasted his upper body and fell backwards.

Jia Zhen was quick-eyed and quickly helped Bao Mian's back, and carefully asked someone to lie back.

"Jia..." Bao Mian took a few breaths, and tried hard to stop Jia Zhen, who spoke and asked the doctor, and slowly asked: "Jia Zhen, how many days have passed since that incident?"

"Ten days." Jia Zhen was concerned about official duties as soon as he woke up. He sighed silently and said concisely about the post-processing of the world: "There are now a message from flying pigeons, so that you can be well cultivated. Dear masters have rushed to all parts of the country to check the flowers and plants. As for the Shuangyu Sect, the old nun we intercepted before was the leader. The secret reports from Jiangnan have been reported, and they were defeated. Guns, bullets, and medicine have been set off again to the capital in batches. As for the government affairs of Jiangnan, the ex-girlfriend is still in charge of the overall situation, and there is no big problem. The place we lived first was Jia She's villa, and the local government was not aware of it."

"Then..." Bao Mian stretched his neck slightly, tilted his head with some difficulty, and looked at Jia Zhen who was talking in an orderly manner in his ears, "What about you?"

"Me?" Jia Zhen was a little confused for a moment, "I'm fine!"

"You... martial arts... martial arts..."

Bao Mian spoke intermittently, but when he heard Jia Zhen's ears, he was caught off guard and remembered the scene of meeting in Yang Jian's dream of casting spells. The words Jia Zhen blurted out without hesitation made him feel a little excited.

So, Jia Zhen raised his hand without hesitation and waved it slowly in front of Bao Mian's eyes. Jia Zhen had some pride and determination on his face, "My hand, look at the calluses at the tiger's mouth, it is my best weapon. Whether it is superpowers or so-called marksmanship, it can only be transformed into everything through his own practice."

Bao Mian's heart trembled and looked at the hand that was close to her. This hand was not white, black, with long knuckles and a faint thin cocoon, but it looked like a feeling of peace of mind.

"But it was indeed injured." Just as Bao Mian finished commenting on his hand and wanted to see Jia Zhen, a strong sigh came from his ear.

"If you really worry about me, you have to get better as soon as possible. After all, if I repair it, it will take a long time to learn. At that time, if you can't carry heavy objects and can't handle swords, guns, swords and halberds, you might not even be able to do it. You have to help me."

Bao Mian did not answer immediately after hearing this, and was silent for a long time. After a long time, the husband came to diagnose again. Jia Zhen even suspected that he had scared the person silly and stepped back. He wondered if he would apologize, but he heard the person speak in a muffled voice: "But men and women don't get along."

"ah?"

This statement is no less than the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, which completely shocked Jia Zhen. But he never expected that this statement was just the beginning.

Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen in a daze and turned red. He felt a little embarrassed. He spoke slowly and explained weakly: "You don't love men, so why don't we beg for men to give in and not kiss me?"

Jia Zhen: “…………”

"No..." Bao Mian swallowed nervously, and his words were filled with a hint of nervousness that he didn't feel. "But I will still be responsible. But this premise requires you to be sure. There is no one you love, and you won't... not be so fickle in the future. Then... I will marry you. Although I can't give you a very generous life, I will take care of you."

"..." Jia Zhen was silent, his mind churned for a long time, and finally recalled the word "responsibility" that was slightly in line with Bao Mian's ancient concept. It was like a film editing, thinking about the situation at that time frame by frame.

At that time, they received the news that Jia Zhi told the monks and Taoists. He took Bao Mian to the Shuntian Prefecture yamen, and then in front of the yamen...

Well, he is indeed frivolous!

Jia Zhen looked back and looked like she wanted to get back the old accounts and was angry: "You just told me an explanation at the beginning, but it ended up delaying it until now!"

Bao Mian heard this and lowered her eyes, and said with a guilty look on her face: "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the family is not good, you can eat too much. Then... Later, I'm busy with official business, I..."

As he spoke, Bao Mian's voice became more and more depressed, and he said sincerely: "If I am busy, I don't care much about myself. My child in the past passed away in despair because of my negligence. I am afraid that I will repeat the same mistakes. If I give my promise but fail to obey it, it will be unfair to you."

Hearing this, Jia Zhen curled his thoughts of teasing, and felt that Fangcheng, which was originally as hard as steel, was broken unconsciously. He lowered his head and looked at Bao Mian. Jia Zhen raised his hand and held his previously rolled hair in his hand, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you push me away at that time?"

Seeing Jia Zhen avoiding answers, Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen who was approaching, looked at the solemn eyes, blinked, thinking that his reply might make people angry, but he didn't want to change it. He said truthfully: "Because I found something wrong with you, and the battle situation was urgent at that time, I spread it over."

"You will jump over whether it's me or not, right?"

Bao Mian said yes.

After saying this, Bao Mian looked at Jia Zhen's motionless look and felt another indescribable feeling in his chest that spread uncontrollably, reaching his limbs and bones, and finally touching his nose slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Jia Zhen slowly approached Bao Mian again, and slowly bent down. His figure was tall, and in Bao Mian's eyes it looked like a mountain of Tai was pressing over, as if he was about to hit someone.

As soon as a thought arose, Bao Mian felt that there were two villains in his mind. One encouraged himself to stick to principles, while the other was grievance, tightly clenched in the corner and dared not speak.

Just as Bao Miandong was thinking about it, Jia Zhen's last kiss fell on Bao Mian's forehead. Seeing the man's eyes wide open, he couldn't help but smile a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Is it strange?"

Bao Mian was very happy and sad, and nodded vigorously.

"Actually, I was quite annoying to you. To put it nicely, it was selfless, and to put it ugly..." Skipping the Virgin, Jia Zhen said, "I feel that it is not the same as a bad person like you."

"A bad guy?" Bao Mian was shocked.

"Yes, Rong'er said you caught them, who were eating, drinking, gamblers, and educated them very patiently. He liked you very much. But I think he was caused by lack of love, but afterwards," Jia Zhen's face was solemn, "In fact, it's good to have an official like you, and it's okay if you don't mention it. When I talk about it, I'm actually quite unhappy. I obviously like it, I love you, and you are just responsible."

"And you plan to refuse, violate your principles of dealing with things and pretend to be stupid and procrastinate," Jia Zhen couldn't help but turn his face off, "It's just because I can eat it?"

Bao Mian's sensitive body squirmed into the quilt, and muffled: "I'm afraid I can't support you. In a high position, I'm afraid I can't control my desire to support my family, and then become a corrupt official."

Jia Zhen: “…………”
Chapter completed!