Chapter 3 Doubts, No Talent and No Appearance?

The blood on her forehead had dried up, congealed with blood.

At this time, she had already woken up, and her black and white eyes were a little vigilant.

The gentle and handsome young man withdrew his gaze from Wei Yuewu's face, still falling on the book in his hand, and just casually ordered his entourage: "The carriage is faster, go to the town in front to rest." ”

There was a sound outside the curtain, the speed of the carriage was obviously faster, and Wei Yuewu finally breathed his last sigh of relief, as long as he was in the town, he could ask him to help him find a doctor and find medicine.

Under the heated steamer, she was half-unconscious again.

After staying in the inn, the young man found a doctor for Wei Yuewu, prescribed medicine, and cleaned the wound on his forehead. It's just that because the injury is too serious, Wei Yuewu has been sleeping deeply and hasn't woken up.

Staying in the room next to Wei Yuewu, the young man casually wore a wide robe, leaned on the couch, and listened to his subordinates report the situation to him.

"Jingyuan Marquis Mo Huating is actually in this town?" He raised his eyes, his eyes were as inky as stars, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he asked casually.

In his espionage, Mo Huating is a special person......

"Yes, I heard that he came to pick up his fiancée, the daughter of Huayang Hou, but now everyone is rumoring that this daughter of Huayang Hou was killed last night and nailed to death in the carriage with a sword, and none of the people who accompanied him survived!" The guard knelt respectfully on the ground and bowed his head in reply.

"The daughter of Huayang Hou?" After savoring it carefully, the corners of the handsome lips, a trace of lazy and comfortable smile, slowly appeared on the elegant face like jade, giving people a leisurely meaning like white clouds in the sky.

"Then by the way, let's also check on this concubine of Huayang Hou." Under the long eyelashes, the eyes flashed, and the elegant voice was a little careless.

Huayang Hou's daughter, he knew, but he never took it to heart, and he didn't let anyone check her, but he couldn't imagine that such a thin little girl would appear in front of him in such a different way......

It's really fateful!

When Wei Yuewu opened her eyes, it was already the next morning.

The foundation of her body is still fine, and after using the medicine, she covered it in a warm place for a night, and finally recovered.

When Fang woke up, Wei Yuewu asked the guards about the situation, and then got up with difficulty to meet the life-saving benefactor.

After combing her hair and putting on the coarse cloth clothes prepared for her by the innkeeper, her face was still not very good, revealing a sickly and weak yellow color, coupled with her thin body and low forehead, she was extremely inconspicuous, but if you looked closely, you could see the delicacy of her eyebrows and eyes.

Behind the screen in the room, the boy was reading a book.

After seeing Wei Yuewu, he was not surprised, a smile flashed in his inky phoenix eyes, and he pointed to the stool on the side and motioned for her to sit down.

Wei Yuewu did not sit down, but bowed down: "The little girl is here to worship Gongzi's life-saving grace!" ”

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he waited for Wei Yuewu to finish his salute and sit down, and then the young man spoke: "You are the daughter of Huayang Hou!" ”

This is not a doubt, but an affirmation.

Wei Yuewu's heart moved, and she looked at the young man fixedly: "Yes." ”

"The daughter of the Marquis of Huayang, whose mother died early, was raised in a remote grandfather's house at the age of six, and it is said that she not only looks vulgar, but also has no talent; But because his mother was friendly with Marquis Jingyuan's mother, there was a marriage contract and it was given to the young and promising Marquis Jingyuan. For this reason, everyone in the world thinks that the daughter of the Marquis of Huayang is not worthy of the Marquis of Jingyuan, and this time, the Marquis of Jingyuan actually traveled thousands of miles to meet his fiancée......"

The handsome voice with a faint sigh penetrated into Wei Yuewu's ears as if nothing, and the hands she hid in her sleeves clenched her fists fiercely.

Last night, it was Mo Huating!

"Do you want to know, why did he do this?"