Thank You Gift

They really spent a lot of money and hired a large number of assassins. Thinking of this, Xiang Yunjin's eyes flashed with cruelty.

In order to deal with him, he bribed his guards. These people have been with him for a long time and were carefully selected. I didn't expect it.

If he wasn't a traitor, he wouldn't be unguarded and stabbed. If he hadn't reacted quickly and avoided the vital parts in time, and noticed the poison at the first time, and immediately took the detoxification pill he carried with him, his life might have been gone at that time.

I have to go back and thank Yaoguzi Ling Lao. I once helped Ling Lao accidentally, and then shamelessly asked for a bottle of detoxification pill that can detoxify hundreds of poisons. But even so, this knife hurt him greatly. If Wang Yun and others hadn't sworn to protect him, he wouldn't have been able to escape.

I remember riding a horse and coming to a forest in a daze, and then it started to rain. Before he lost consciousness, he climbed up a tree and slapped the horse away. He only had time to swallow a wound medicine, and then he knew nothing. Since he survived this disaster, he would never let his good brother down when he returned.

Gulan took out the pottery jar, grabbed a handful of fine rice, and thought of his fever, added half a handful of millet to cook porridge. When you have a fever, you should eat more light and easy-to-digest food. It was definitely not because she was reluctant. Gulan glanced at the basin. If you want to cook porridge well, you must spend some time, so Gulan was not in a hurry.

After about three quarters of an hour, she took the pottery jar off the fire, found a new bowl that had never been used, and washed it clean. She came to the carriage with the bowl and said, "The porridge is ready. Are you still in the cart..." As she spoke, she thought of the man's injury and changed her words: "Forget it, you should eat in the cart. It's better for your wound not to move." She got on the cart without waiting for the man to answer.

Xiang Yunjin: "..." The open mouth closed silently, watching the lifesaver holding the bowl get on the cart.

"Can you eat it yourself?" Gulan pointed to the wound on his body.

The man nodded, "Okay, and thank you, you saved me... I haven't thanked you yet."

Then he took out one of the purses from his clothes with his uninjured arm and handed it to Gulan.

Purse, oh my, Gulan felt her heart beating a little faster, so this was a thank-you gift, the light in her eyes was obviously much brighter, and the visibility in the cart seemed to have increased a little. It turns out that making money can be so easy! So her luck is really good, saving a person can directly enter a well-off life, it feels really good!

Carefully put the bowl aside, without saying a word, took the purse from the man's hand, and did not open it immediately, but looked at the man steadily, as if to confirm whether it was true or false. Under the dim light, in her slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, she saw only gratitude. Gulan smiled lightly, since that was the case, she would not be polite, saving people not only costs medicine and materials, but also really takes a lot of effort. She opened the purse in her hand and was stunned.

It turned out to be a purse filled with huge sums of money, a thick stack of banknotes and gold came into view, Gulan looked at the man. Are you tempted? Of course! No one would complain about having too much money. There are quite a few jewelry in the space, but Gulan is not going to touch them unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, these jewelry are too exquisite.

But the man in front of her is too generous. He gave her so much money without blinking. So who can look down on money so lightly, what kind of person is he? Is there any intention in doing this? If it is just to buy off her life-saving grace, Gulan can accept it with peace of mind. After all, she is not a person who does not repay the favor. Don't rich people like to do this? Afraid of being entangled and bought out with money.

... Or is he just testing with money, or has other plans? Does this person really remember nothing? Gulan suppressed her suspicion and looked at the man in front of her carefully. His injured shoulder and arm were exposed, and he was sitting in the carriage wrapped in a quilt. He looked at her calmly, as if he was just expressing his gratitude.

Gulan closed the purse in her hand and put it on the quilt, "The thank-you gift from you is too much. I can't accept it."

Without knowing what he meant, Gulan really didn't dare to take it, for fear that she would have a life but no life to spend it.

Hearing this, Xiang Yunjin's eyes moved slightly, and then he showed an apologetic smile, "Sorry, maybe I didn't make it clear. Please accept these benefactors. I can't remember who I am, and my mind is still a mess, but I still understand the truth. I know that I should repay the life-saving grace with a spring of gratitude, and compared with my life, these things are really not worth mentioning. This is just a pure thank-you gift." The words were full of sincerity.

Gulan stared at him tightly during the conversation, but unfortunately she got nothing. In his radiant eyes, there was only openness and gratitude to his benefactor.

Xiang Yunjin put the purse back in Gulan's hand. "Don't think too much, benefactor. If you leave these, I can rest assured to recover from my injuries. After all, I'm afraid I can't leave for a while. If... If I can't remember who it is, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you before my family comes to find me, so these are really not much." As if seeing Gulan's thoughts, Xiang Yunjin took the initiative to tell her his plan.

After these words... Gulan really doubted more and more whether he really couldn't remember. But looking at the purse in her hand, Gulan was really moved. With these, she didn't need to worry about money for the time being.

Then... accept it?

Having made up her mind, Gulan no longer struggled. She had to accept the thank-you gift, but not so much. Gulan opened the purse, poured out the gold inside, and then put the purse on the quilt again.

"If you really want to thank me, these are enough." Gulan smiled faintly. It was indeed a lot. Just a few gold ingots should be several hundred taels, and there were some scattered gold, enough for her and her son to settle down, and maybe there would be some left.

The purse on the quilt made Xiang Yunjin's eyes narrow slightly, and he became more and more curious about this lifesaver. He clearly saw the light in his eyes when he received the purse before, but he didn't expect that his mind was so stable, and he could control himself even though he was tempted.

There are people who can be neither greedy nor arrogant, but most of them are children who have been polished by their families, or students who have been taught by strict teachers. From his clothes, it can be seen that this boy should be of humble origin. Xiang Yunjin really thinks highly of him for being able to do this.

If you give me a wooden peach, I will repay you with a jade. Although the benefactor is not greedy for rewards, he cannot help but repay. After all, his life is really precious. Immediately, Xiang Yunjin endured the pain and carefully took out a few silver bills from the purse. If there were more, the benefactor might not accept them, so he stuffed them into Gulan's hand, with a very firm look in his eyes. Then he picked up the porridge with his other intact hand and drank it, using his actions to show that he did not want to continue the topic of thanking the gift.

Suddenly, he paused. The porridge tasted unexpectedly good, thick and sticky. Although the ingredients were not as good as those in the palace, they were already very good in this place. It seemed that he underestimated the conditions of the benefactor. Yes, he should have some money to own a cart. I just don't know what the benefactor does and why he is here?

Xiang Yunjin never thought that Gulan would be a disaster victim who came here to avoid the disaster. Although he is thin, he looks very energetic.