Fang Junhe was silent for a moment and said, "Girl, tell me the truth, do you really plan to go with Chang Qianfo?" ”

Mu Dianke was stunned: With Chang Qianfo... Let's go?

She had never thought about it. She only knew that she wanted him to live and to make him well. As for the rest...... It wasn't something she could have hoped for.

She muttered, "Where can you go?" I'm with him...... It can only hurt him. ”

Fang Junhe said: "I understand. You can recuperate in peace, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

Mu Dianke said: "Don't think I'm thinking nonsense, I really see the murderous aura in my brother's eyes." Every time he wants to kill someone, that's the kind of look he looks in. Although, I don't know why. Or...... Does he think what I did embarrassed him and disgraced him? ”

Fang Junhe said: "Are you sure, your brother really wants to do something to Chang Qianfo?" ”

Fang Jun sighed in his heart.

In his opinion, the reason why Jin Yanchen will kill Chang Qianfo is secondary, I am afraid that Mu Dian can see his heart clearly after experiencing this catastrophe of life and death, and follow Chang Qianfo regardless of it.

He was a man who looked extremely hard, and his heart was more fragile than a child.

It's a pity that at this level, as an outsider, he can see clearly, but Mu Dian can't understand. Even if she told her, she was afraid that she would not believe it.

Fang Junhe was a little sympathetic to Jin Yanchen, and said with a smile: "If you want me to believe that you are not thinking nonsense, don't think about it, sleep well, Si Yin is outside, what is there to call her." ”

Then he lifted the curtain and went away.

The morning sun is like broken gold, jumping on the tips of the grass.

There were dewdrops on the blades of grass, wetting the hems of the pedestrians' clothes.

Jin Yanchen stopped in front of a small wild locust tree in front of the felt. The tree was only as tall as his shoulders, sparsely branched, and drooped with unspirited oval leaves, with dew scratches like tear stains.

A person and a tree, standing side by side, look quite lonely and bleak, in this early morning thriving scene is really a little abrupt.

Fang Junhe looked at Jin Yanchen's gloomy and compassionate gaze, and just happened to see the busy figure of Chang Qianfo in the felt tent.

I have to admit that a woman's intuition is really accurate.

Even if he doesn't know where Jin Yanchen's murderous intent comes from.

He stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Holy Lord." ”

Jin Yanchen has always been very unkind to see Fang Junhe, and he is in no mood to deal with him at this time, his voice is low, quite angry, and said, "Something?" ”

Fang Junhe said: "The subordinate just came from the girl. ”

Jin Yanchen's eyes flashed imperceptibly and asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Fang Junhe said: "The girl has nothing to do, it's just that the subordinates heard that Chang Gongzi came to diagnose the child and wanted to come over and take a look." ”

Jin Yanchen turned his head and coldly instigated Fang Junhe with a look.

Fang Jun hesitated, paused slightly, and said, "The girl asked her subordinates to bring a message to Chang Gongzi." ”

Jin Yanchen sneered: "This is unusual, the two of them are together all the time, what can't be said in person, do you have to help spread the word from it?" ”

The girl said: The revenge has not been avenged, this body is ominous, there are still concerns, and it is not possible to make an appointment. I wish you peace from afar. ”

Jin Yanchen's back stiffened, his heart shook, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a moment.

Even if she can only be tied up and left behind with the blood feud of the Kim family, she will stay after all, right?

There is still a ...... to worry about He silently recited these words in his heart, and the afterglow was lingering, like a thin stream poured into his long-dried heart, even if it could not be merged into water, it was enough to comfort.

At this moment, Chang Qianfo finished writing the recipe and came out of the felt tent, and Jin Yanchen said: "You go." You don't have to say this to him personally, go to Ling Fu. Let's say that Chang Qianfo's diagnosis money will be sent to Changjiabao one day. ”

Fang Jun and his heart were slightly relieved, this crisis was half gone.

Next, I only hope that Chang Gongzi can retreat from the difficulties and not make mistakes.

But I'm afraid it's hard.

Fang Jun and Si Jin Yanchen's words are reasonable, if they want to persuade Chang Qianfo, I am afraid that it is not enough to come forward by themselves, and they have to start with the housekeeper beside him.

Then he responded: "Yes, my subordinates will do it." ”

Jin Yanchen opened his legs and walked towards the felt tent.

Yao Yi sat at the head of the bed with a broken rag doll in his arms, his high fever had receded, and his black grape-like eyes were still clear, but he had already lost his aura, and he was stunned and a little empty.

Jin Yanchen remembered the little boy flying a kite he met on the shore of Yunjiazhuang Lake, who was obedient and dexterous, and was like two people in front of him.

Unconsciously sad, he walked over and picked up Yao Yi, and gently called "Xiao Yi'er", his eyes were extremely soft.

The female disciple of the Ming Palace, who was waiting for the soup medicine on the side, was startled, and almost knocked over the medicine bowl, Jin Yanchen has always been cold-hearted and cold-faced, not fake color, when has he ever had such a tender side.

Yao Yi heard this cry, looked up at Jin Yanchen, his eyes flashed with joy, stretched out a pair of fleshy little hands, held Jin Yanchen's face, and shouted, "Grandpa." ”

The voice is crisp and immature, pure joy.

The corners of Jin Yanchen's eyes were sour, and there was already wetness in his eyes.

Even if you are an idiot, there are people who are branded in the depths of your soul and cannot be erased.

Yao Yi lost his mind, forgot everything, and forgot Yao Qingmu, but he still remembered the existence of such a person in his life, and remembered to call that person "grandpa".

Jin Yanchen suddenly envied Yao Yi. The child is the most innocent, and he has long lost himself in the difficult survival of so many years, and he can no longer truly face the love and hate in his heart.

He suppressed the bitterness in his heart, reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and corrected: "Wrong, it's not grandpa, it's uncle." ”

Yao Yi's little hands caressed his face, his eyes were shining, and he called out, "Grandpa." ”

The female disciple couldn't help it anymore and turned her head to wipe her tears.

Jin Yanchen bent down, hugged Yao Yi tightly in his arms, and said, "Okay, grandpa." In the future, you will live with your grandfather, and your grandfather will do it for you... Grandpa, take good care of you, and I will definitely avenge this sea of blood for you. ”