Xin Zi looked at Zhen Yachen without saying a word.

Although the eyes on the thin face are not as bright as before, they are also full of affection.

Zhen Yachen looked over and was stunned.

About thirty years ago, when he first entered the city of Tokyo, he was enthusiastic that he could be recognized and accepted by the highest medical institution in the empire with his extraordinary talent and pure medical skills, but he had no choice but to find that the palace walls were so high that ordinary people like him could enter if they wanted to.

In the end, Zhen Yachen, who was ruthlessly driven out of the inn with all his entanglements, lived on the streets, and became a gangster, abducting and selling fake drugs to deceive the ignorant poor in the company of the scoundrels.

Zhen Yachen didn't know how much it would take for a person to stick to his original ideals, but in the year he was at the feet of the Son of Heaven in the capital, he understood how simple it was to leave his ideals behind and be a salted fish.

He forgot his ambitions before entering Beijing, forgot his medical skills polished in a serious medical hall and the valuable experience accumulated by countless **** night and night reading obscure medical books. He even forgot that if he wants to practice medicine to help the world, he doesn't need the recognition behind the palace wall at all, as long as he retains a doctor's benevolence, where is not the stage for him to display his talents?

So that night, when he saw a little girl in a scarlet cloak at the entrance of the alley, his heart seemed to be suddenly burned by something—perhaps it was the torment of conscience.

The little girl crouched in the corner with her back to him, as if she had been caught in something, and her feet unconsciously approached her, and only then did she see the movement of her hands—she was healing a beggar's wounds.

The beggar was covered in mud, with many puscesses and ulcers on his body, and even two pus and blood on his face and feet accumulated under the skin, swelling high, affecting his vision and mobility.

Such a beggar often avoided even his companions, for fear that his illness would infect him, not to mention other passers-by, and occasionally a few well-wishers threw a copper plate or two in front of him, and all of them were snatched by other beggars—so sick that the beggar could only wait for death.

But the beggar met the little girl in front of him. The little girl cleaned and bandaged his wounds with great care, and her delicate little hands gently touched the beggar's dirty, rough and diseased skin, but she did not mind it at all.

"Wrap it up like this, and you'll be cured in less than three days." The little girl spoke to the beggar in a brisk tone, and her voice was very soft, and it sounded like a breeze, "Remember not to touch the water these days, and be careful when you walk." After saying that, he remembered something, and took out two pieces of broken silver from his bosom and stuffed them into the beggar's hand, "Now, you can take this money and buy yourself some food." ”

Two pieces of broken silver, not to mention the beggar at the mouth of this alley, even Zhen Yachen at that time was so red that he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

The little girl didn't seem to be very ignorant of the world, and didn't notice anything wrong with her actions, and she didn't care at all about the beggars who were slightly moving around her, but finally instructed the beggars who were resting in the alley: "Please brothers and sisters, don't tell me about what I have been here, the little woman has thanked me here." ”

After that, he got up and was about to walk out of the alley, but when he turned his head, he didn't meet Zhen Yachen, who had been standing at the entrance of the alley staring at him.

The girl tilted her head slightly, laughed after a brief moment of surprise, and her eyes wandered, like a ray of sunlight shining through the gap in the leaves in spring.

Those eyes, Zhen Yachen will never forget.

Just like the gaze of the little girl lying in front of her, it was as clear as the stars in the night sky.

That unintentional glance became an indelible mark in Zhen Yachen's heart. Since then, all his actions have been in pursuit of that gaze, even if it is only from a distance, and he is satisfied.

Together with her, he walked the streets and alleys at night when no one was around, saving one dying life after another. She introduced him to the palace and led him back to the path she had hoped for.

Later, she suddenly said that she wanted to leave, but he was reluctant, but he couldn't keep it.

Later, she fell in love with another man, and his heart ached, but he could only bless.

In the end, they forced her husband to death in front of her, and she died in his arms, begging him to change her heart......

"Mr. Zhen?"

Zhen Yachen was deeply immersed in memories and couldn't extricate himself, Xin Zi's voice came softly, and he came back to his senses.

"The other path I am talking about is from your seven-pronged exquisite heart." Zhen Yachen returned to the topic, looked at Xin Zi and explained word by word, "Do you know that your heart can make dead trees spring and bring the deceased back to life?" ”

Xin Zi nodded slightly. It is for this reason that he was forced to such a field by the Dongyuan Imperial Court.

Zhen Yachen said again: "In that case, why do you want to commit suicide?

"You don't want to live alone, I can understand that. You are not willing to let King Xin's people succeed, and I approve of it.

"But now, it's too hasty to rush your life here, right?

"You think that if you starve yourself to death like this, they won't gouge out your heart when you die?

"In the end, he took his own life, but King Yu Xin and others did not have any impact, why bother?

"Listen to me. Keeping his own life, finding Tang Yinbrown's corpse and exchanging his heart for him will naturally bring him back to life.

"Whether a heart is given to your beloved or falls into the hands of the wicked man who killed your husband, it all depends on your thoughts, it all depends on how you choose."

Xin Zi was a little stunned when she heard this, and after a long time, she asked in confusion: "But didn't you say that Ah Lu has no bones left?" ”

Zhen Yachen shook his head with a smile and said, "I also listened to the words of King Xin and Old Tang, and I really believed it." But two days ago, Old Tang ordered me to go to his study to discuss my return to prison, and I overheard that he and King Xin were secretly searching for Tang Yinbrown's body. You were there that night, and you should have your own judgment as to what the situation was, shouldn't you? ”

Xin Zi unconsciously put her hand close to the purse beside her, rubbing a piece of mutton fat jade pendant inside.

The jade pendant was given to him by his uncle the day before he married Ah Brown, and it was carved with a lifelike male qi.

Uncle said that there were originally three jade pendants, one green dragon, one white unicorn, and one white lin. One disappeared into the world with his mother Liu Suxin, one stayed with his uncle Liu Siqi, and the other was trampled by his aunt Liu Siya.

But that night, Xin Zi clearly remembered that a man in black floated up, with the green dragon jade pendant hanging on his body.

Why?

Why did the man in black have the green dragon jade pendant that his dead mother carried? (To be continued.) )