Premature blooming?

Gray hair?

Wan Yanjing's expression stiffened, and her fingers unconsciously touched the ends of her hair, but she thought that she couldn't see clearly, so she put her hand down again.

In fact, Xu Yilian has been observing Huo Xiang for two days, this young master Wang from Liaozhou is famous, I heard that he was going to Yancheng to find medical advice for his wife, and to do some business by the way, but unfortunately the road was flooded, and he was separated from the big team, so he had to rest in Luyang.

Fortunately, Wang Zhengqi brought a lot of precious gold, silver and jade with him, and after pawning some of them, he barely managed to maintain his eldest young master's prosperous life.

Of course, in addition to his generous efforts, Young Master Wang is more talked about for his impatience and righteousness, and he will help when the road is uneven, and he is a rare good person of the Holy Father.

Martial arts can't see the number of ways, but Xu Yilian, as an inner disciple of Yunhai Pavilion, asked himself if he was one-on-one, he was definitely not his one-on-one enemy.

This young master Wang, who is only a young man, is already on the verge of the realm of an innate martial artist.

If you can really take that step, a thirty-year-old innate martial artist is a fragrant bait in any sect, and it is definitely worth winning over and befriending.

Sure enough, when he proposed that he could connect with Doctor Ning, the young master Wang, who was indifferent to money but "loved his wife like his life", his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Xu's words are serious?" ”

At that moment, the brilliance in his eyes soared, which made Wang Zhengqi's ordinary face glow with a slightly dazzling charm.

The junior sister Tan Shujun who was standing on the side, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said in her heart that although this prince's facial features were average, his body shape and eyes were very good-looking.

Her eyes wandered to Huo Xiang's hand that grabbed Xu Yilian's sleeve eagerly, and nodded secretly, this hand is also a must, slender and beautiful.

Look at the sick and weak girl next to her with blank eyes and pale sideburns, although the girl is much better looking than Wang Gongzi, but in some angles, she is also a pair of matching people.

Xu Yilian glanced at his sleeve and smiled: "I know that you cherish your wife, how dare you use this matter to deceive you, the family teacher Luo Zhenren is also a little famous in the rivers and lakes, and he is also friends with Doctor Ning, but it is just a matter of words." What's the matter, Brother Wang agreed? ”

"Agreed, couldn't agree more. When will we meet, and should I meet with the Governor in advance? ”

Huo Xiang followed his eyes and suddenly let go of his hand, he seemed to have just reacted, and said "sorry" again and again, his face was full of embarrassment, and he made a gesture to help him tidy up the sleeves that were torn by himself.

Xu Yilian pulled back his sleeve, saying that it was harmless, he could pull a master, so why not give him his sleeve?

Finally agreed!

The three brothers and sisters of Yunhai Pavilion looked at each other and smiled, and Huo Xiang's slightly reckless "pure" performance made them feel three points better about this person.

Martial arts talent is high, kind and easy to handle, what is even more rare is that although this person is old and standing, he is obviously not deep, and he has no experience at home before he wants to come, so he is simply the best candidate for a pawn and a free fighter.

"Most of us and others live in the governor's villa, and of course there are many righteous people who live in inns on their own. The crusade meeting is the day after tomorrow, and I have my own name, and the king brother can meet us directly at the gate of the governor's gate the day after tomorrow. ”

"As for Doctor Ning...... Xu Yilian lengthened the end of the note, and did not respond immediately, "I will wait for me to pass on the letter to the divine doctor, and then make an appointment for the consultation time after asking him, and it will not be tomorrow at the latest." ”

After some politeness, the two groups parted ways.

Huo Xiang took Wan Yanjing's arm and led her to continue walking in the direction of the Rejuvenation Hall, the doors were all out, and it didn't hurt to see a few more doctors.

The Rejuvenation Hall is in the northwest of Luyang City, Huo Xiang is also the first time to come, fortunately, there are not many people here, there are no people who are familiar with him here, otherwise if this matter is delayed, I am afraid that it will not be able to return to the inn after dark.

Fang Laolangzhong's business was indeed very hot, and there was a long queue at the entrance of the medical hall, and they waited for three teas before they got on the number.

After cutting the pulse and picking his eyes and a series of examinations, Old Man Fang called Huo Xiang to the inner room alone with a solemn expression, and Wan Yanjing sat alone and waited in the outer hall.

Not long after, Huo Xiang seemed to be angry and came out, his face was extremely ugly, but after seeing Yan Jing, he was silent and restrained most of his emotions, and said as gently as possible: "This Mongolian doctor said that he can't see it, let's go, let's go back." ”

This kind of result was expected by Yan Jing for a long time, and it was not surprising at all.

It's just that on the way back, Huo Xiang didn't say a word, and this change made Wan Yanjing, who was used to his talk, a little uncomfortable for a while.

"You're angry? What did Fang Langzhong tell you? ”

Huo Xiang reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't laugh, he looked at Wan Yanjing, whose hair had turned one-third gray in just five days, and his heart was like a heavy stone, which made him breathless.

"I didn't say anything, when I see that miracle doctor tomorrow, I will definitely be able to cure you."

Luyang City posted the wanted portraits of the two of them, the portraitist is highly skilled, and he looks like a god, he will use carbon ink and rouge to disguise himself when he goes out, coupled with the deliberate change in personality and behavior, so no one doubts.

But Wan Yan Jing is different, even if she is side by side with the previous Wan Yan Jing at this time, no one will believe that this is the same person.

She lost a lot of weight, her originally plump cheeks showed edges and corners, her eyebrows became sparse and light, and her lips were almost bloodless white, like a thriving red peony, dried up into a lifeless specimen between the pages, beauty is still beautiful, but compared with the current depression, it always reminds people of the fierce and good colors of the past, so that lingering sadness and regret come up.

Wan Yanjing smiled indifferently and said, "If you don't say it, then let me guess, Lang Zhong asked you to prepare for me as soon as possible, right?" ”

"Did you hear that?" Huo Xiang raised his head suddenly.

Wan Yan Jing lowered her shoulders and didn't explain too much: "Life and death are destined, I see it, you don't need to mind, friend, when I die, the inheritance will be yours, but my handmaidens still hope you take care of it." ”

It's also miserable, her parents and clansmen are all dead, and she has not had a son and a half daughter under her knees after seven years of marriage, the only ones who can't rest assured are Yushi and Gan Tang, she probably can't go back to Beijing, in the end her property can only be cheap Huo Xiang, instead of Huo Xiang recovering his memory one day to grab money, it is better to be a good person and give him away for nothing now.

Oh, I almost forgot, she also has a half-brother who is still alive and is in an ambitious uprising, but Wanyan Zhong's guy feels bad luck when he mentions it, and he doesn't want to inherit her even half a tael of silver.

Huo Xiang's angle of attention was extremely strange, he glanced at her hatefully, gritted his teeth and said, "Just friends? We're legally married, and if you die, I'll be a widower. ”

Five months, 200,000 words.

Well, in this way, I can write nearly 500,000 words a year, oh roar, full of sense of achievement!

(End of chapter)