Winter Kite showed her the account book of the past few days, the items on it were very clear and detailed, and it was easy to understand, Su Yuanyuan looked at the account book while nibbling on an apple.

At this moment, the door was shrouded in shadows, and the sunlight was completely blocked.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the young man with his neck crooked.

The young man is tall, wearing a navy blue robe, and a light-colored gown on the outside, he is handsome, under the rich black eyebrows is a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes, the lips under the bridge of the nose are tightly pursed like a leaf covering the boat, and the whole person looks like a bad look.

Su Yuanyuan recognized him as the young man who was on the horse at the city gate yesterday.

raised his eyebrows lightly, blinking his big eyes and looking at Ye Zhiren who came over with a black face.

Ye Zhiren was not polite, he walked in directly and sat on the high stool in front of the counter, put one hand on the counter, and tilted his neck to look like Su Yuanyuan.

He hadn't noticed it just now, but when he got closer, the little woman in front of him had a small melon seed face, long crescent eyebrows, big eyes, watery and shiny, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised like him, especially the slightly open lips, like a blooming flower.

It's too similar......

looks exactly like his mother Rongcheng County Lord.

He put away the domineering flame just now, and his eyes stared at Su Yuanyuan without shying away from it.

Qing Yi, who was on the side, noticed Ye Zhiren when he entered the door, their main focus was to see a woman for a doctor, and everyone in this Fly Mountain City knew about it, but this man walked in, which meant that he didn't know it at all.

Now he looked at Su Yuanyuan like this again, and consciously thought that he was here to find trouble.

walked over and sat next to Su Yuanyuan.

"This son, you ......"

Su Yuanyuan saw that he had been crooking his neck, and his eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into a pillow.

Ye Zhiren's tone slowed down a lot, and he pointed to his neck, "It's a stiff neck, you can take a look." ”

He brought his crooked neck closer to Su Yuanyuan, but when he gently pulled his neck, there was a sharp pain, and Rao is young general who went to the battlefield to kill the enemy without blinking, and he grinned in pain at the moment.

When Su Yuanyuan saw his appearance, he also grinned, and his cold fingertips gently pressed his neck, feeling the bones on it.

It should just be a bad sleeping position, or a problem with the bed and pillows.

"Let's go to the side hall first."

In the words of modern medicine, it is acute periarthritis of the cervical spine, or myofasciitis of the neck and shoulder, which is caused by the long-term tension of the muscles.

For treatment, you can apply warm compresses, acupuncture and massage.

The winter kite fetched a basin of hot water from the backyard, Su Yuanyuan carefully fished the towel in the hot water with his fingertips, and saw that it was almost soaked, so he took out the towel and wrung it out and put it on Ye Zhiren's neck.

The towel was still steaming, and Ye Zhiren motionless let the towel be applied to it.

Su Yuanyuan was preparing a silver needle for acupuncture for a while, and she wiped it with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, while Ye Zhiren, who was sitting on the side, looked at her quietly.

The woman was no more than twenty years old, with a slender figure, her chin and eyebrows lowered and she was seriously wiping the silver needle, her long eyelashes left a small shadow on her face, and her clear pupils were hidden under this shadow.

He secretly thought in his heart, and gradually became suspicious, the climate of this Fly Mountain City is harsh, and most of the people here are dark, where will there be a person like her?

This person is not like Flyshan City, but like the capital.

"Your hometown is from the capital?"

Ye Zhiren tilted his neck to look at Su Yuanyuan, I don't know what spices are burning in this side hall, I feel calm when I smell it, this fragrance is also very good, the fragrance is not sweet and greasy, but there are melons and fruits that are sweet.

"It's not."

Su Yuanyuan didn't understand why Ye Zhiren asked this, but looked at him with some curiosity.

When the heat of the towel dissipated, Su Yuanyuan took off the towel and re-immersed it in the water, and repeated it back and forth three times before it was finished.

The pain in Ye Zhiren's neck has been relieved a lot, and at this time, Su Yuanyuan wiped the skin on his neck with a disinfectant cotton ball, and pinched the silver needle with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

Before he could react, Su Yuanyuan inserted the silver needle.

Time passed bit by bit, Su Yuanyuan sat at the small desk and read quietly, and did not talk to Ye Zhiren, Ye Zhiren tilted his neck and looked at his back quietly.

It stands to reason that the age is about the same, but she said that her hometown is not from the capital, is it really that he admitted his mistake?

They have been looking for Yaoyao for more than ten years, and they have never met a girl who looks so similar to his mother.

Ye Zhiren looked at Su Yuanyuan's back, and his heart became more and more determined, no, he would rather make a big oolong than miss it.

Since that palace change, Yaoyao has been missing for fifteen years, and his mother has been in deep self-blame, washing her face with tears all day long, and even her body and bones are not as good as before.

If she learned that Yaoyao was found, she would definitely be happy, maybe this happiness would make her illness better after so many years.

Qingyi, who was sitting in the main hall, kept looking into the side hall, isn't this person the one who was on the horse yesterday, he looks fierce and vicious, and it's not a good thing at first glance.

is still staring at Sister Yuanyuan's back, Harazi is about to flow out, and it is not a good thing at first glance!

Ye Zhiren didn't know what was going on, there was a cold wind on his back, and when he raised his eyes, he met Qingyi's eyes without any kindness.

He blinked his eyes and looked at Su Yuanyuan, the man who had been staring at him since he entered the door, could it be this girl's little Langjun?

"Is this your man?"

He did not shy away from asking Su Yuanyuan.

Su Yuanyuan was stunned by his question, followed his gaze to Qingyi, who was sitting in the main hall and looking at Ye Zhiren, and couldn't help laughing.

Her eyebrows were crooked, and there was a small shallow dimple on one side, "You are mistaken, he is a younger brother I adopted." ”

To the outside world, she has always said that Qingyi and Winter Kite are her adopted younger brothers and sisters, and she has saved a lot of trouble.

Ye Zhiren nodded, and he said, this young man is only seventeen, eight, eight, eight, nine, how can it be her husband?

And although that person is handsome, he is outstanding among the crowd, but he is not handsome, and it is really almost interesting to match the girl in front of him.

When the time was almost up, Su Yuanyuan came over and removed the silver needle from his neck, poured a little safflower oil into the palm of his hand, and quickly rubbed it open.

"It might hurt a little."

Her voice is cold and cold, but not distant, giving people a sense of firmness when working hard.