Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Man Zheng Xiuning Married in His Last Life
"It's okay now, let's go back."
Jing Ning took a deep breath and suppressed the disappointment in his heart
She thought that the doctor was so respected in this area, presumably the other party would come here every three days to leave a good reputation, but it turned out that she guessed wrong.
Since I can't meet the traveling doctor, I can only go to meet other doctors for a while.
Jing Ning pursed his lips, suddenly turned to Wen Xing and asked, "Wen Xing, do you know where there is a doctor in this capital?" Preferably a miracle doctor who can rejuvenate his hands. ”
"Miracle Doctor?"
Wen Xing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "This, the slave doesn't know." ”
Although she has lived in the capital for so many years, she has sold herself to the Prime Minister's Mansion and has been working as a subordinate in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she naturally does not know much about this outside matter.
Jing Ning's eyes crossed with a touch of disappointment, but he didn't continue to ask.
She was about to go back to the carriage when she suddenly saw someone in the teahouse opposite waving at her.
It was a man, with long hair tied up from the jade crown and falling long to the back, white sleeves embroidered with the same white embroidery, light eyebrows, outstanding and handsome.
At this time, she was walking out of the teahouse and hurriedly walked in the direction of Jing Ning.
"Miss Zheng."
Jing Ning narrowed his eyes and recognized who this son was for the first moment.
Wind Pavilion.
That is, half a month ago, the man who was calculated by the county lord of Huanting with her.
Not only that, when the other party walked towards her, she suddenly remembered a scene, that was in her previous life, when she and Zhao Ying returned to the capital, and when they went out for a walk, they happened to bump into Zheng Xiuning and the same man.
The man bowed his head, covered his lips with a handkerchief, and coughed.
"See the king and princess below."
Jing Ning's gaze shrank suddenly.
She finally knew why she felt that the other party was extremely familiar when she saw the wind stop.
Feng Ting, the sister-in-law of the Feng family, the legendary son known as the pride of the sky, but lingering on the sickbed, the genius who died young, is also the first person Zheng Xiuning married in his previous life!
And in the previous life, they once had a one-sided relationship!
All the complicated thoughts emerged from her heart, but this kind of mood was pressed down by her when the other party walked to her.
"Feng Gongzi, I haven't seen you for many days, I don't know if you're okay?"
She smiled as she always did and greeted him.
Feng Ting's expression was a little strange, he coughed, lowered his head, and blushed a little: "Thank you Miss Zheng for your concern, everything is fine in the next place, but Miss Zheng, that day Lu Wangfu said goodbye, it has been half a month since now, Miss Zheng should be everything, okay?" ”
Speaking of this, there was a vague worry in his heart.
He didn't know what kind of grudge Jing Ning had with the county lord of Huanting, but if he could make the county lord of Huanting use such a vicious method, the contradiction between the two people must have reached an irreparable level.
He didn't care about the calculation that the county lord had calculated against him half a month ago, but he was very worried about Jing Ning.
"Thank you Feng Gongzi for your concern, our young lady is very good, but our young lady is in a hurry to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion now, so I won't talk to Feng Gongzi more."
Jing Ning didn't speak, and Wen Xing next to her had already ripped her away.
"Miss, aren't you in a hurry to go back and see Xiangye? Xiangye should be back now, let's go back first! ”
Today's young lady has a marriage contract, and if she gets close to other men, I'm afraid she will be like the Third Highness again.
As Miss's personal maid, it is necessary for her to prevent this kind of thing from happening!
Jing Ning did not resist and let the other party drag him away.
In fact, she didn't know how to face Feng Ting, after all, she was an acquaintance who was related to her previous life, and she would always be a little uncomfortable, especially this Feng family's sister-in-law, who gave her a very strange feeling in her previous life.
Feng Ting watched Jing Ning walk into the carriage.
Until the curtain was lowered and the carriage vanished, the man was no longer to be found in the whole street.
He finally lowered his eyes, and his expression lost his previous joy.
......
"This young master of the Feng family is really tasteless."
Outside the window lattice, the peach blossoms are beautiful, and the green creeper winds down.
Xiao Yuan stepped on the table, the whole person slumped in the chair, holding a pig's trotter in his left hand, a chicken leg in his right hand, and a grape in his mouth.
And in front of her, there were many meals on the table.
She spat out the grape seeds and retracted her feet from the table.
"As the son of the Feng family, the young lady in the capital either wants to paste it, or the princess of the dynasty, in front of him, she can only be selected, but I see, this son of the Feng family doesn't like the young lady who has not been out of the cabinet, but likes other people's family flowers."
There is no response from the other side.
Xiao Yuan tilted his body and approached the man in the opposite position.
"Hey, if someone looks at your fiancée, don't you have any ideas? What's the mood? This eldest son of the Feng family can also be regarded as a romantic figure in the capital, with outstanding literary talent and a graceful demeanor......."
Xiao Yuan did not have the slightest scruples, sarcastic and sarcastic, and completely built his brother's pain on his own happiness.
Xiao Rin's cold gaze swept over her, and said coldly, "Is enough to say?" I'm not here to listen to your sarcasm and ridicule today, but if you want to continue, I'll just leave, and you can stay here and pay for it yourself. ”
Xiao Kite's courage suddenly disappeared.
She was a little bored: "Okay, okay, don't you want me to help you inquire about Jing Ning's hobbies?" Hmm, let me think, what does she like? By the way, which of your fiancées likes a handsome son, especially a gentle son-in-law who is good at stroking the piano and chanting poetry. ”
As she spoke, her glass turned, a sly look crossed her eyes.
"Big brother, what do you think of these, do you have them?"
Xiao Rin was silent, but the look in his eyes became colder.
"Other than that, your fiancée is quite fond of flowers......"
Before the words fell, the man who had no money suddenly stood up, lifted the sword on the table, turned to leave, and the whole movement was smooth, and every move actually had a kind of nobility of the family hidden in it.
"Spend money ......"
The last few words were spit out at this moment.
Xiao Yuan looked at the seat in front of him, which was no longer the owner's seat, and shrugged his shoulders; "You didn't listen to it yourself, don't blame my sister."
She got up and walked to the place where Xiao Rin was originally sitting, imitating the movements that Xiao Rin had been maintaining before, staring at it, and what she saw was the street where Jing Ning left.
She burst out laughing and shook her head.
At that moment, she suddenly felt an indescribable sadness for her brother - Xiao Rin has always been a persistent person, whether it is for people or things.
However, in Jing Ning's case, she was worried that he would fall on his heels.
I am even more worried that if he falls, he will never be able to get up again.
......
Jing Ning returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion and stopped when he was about to open the door.
"Wen Xing, you immediately go find a few trustworthy people who have nothing to do with the Yang family, and find a way to spread the news of Mrs. Lin's marriage proposal to the courtyard of the second young lady."