Chapter Ninety-Seven: Leaving the Dream (6)

The light outside the day was a little better, but he still couldn't see Huo Xiang's appearance clearly, but this did not prevent Wan Yanjing from tilting his head in the direction where his voice came from and rolling his eyes widely.

"Do you remember the scene when we got married? Remember the night of the candles in our cave room? Since we don't remember, what do we have to do with it? Don't add drama to yourself, the two new flowers in the house are your rightful ladies. ”

Huo Xiang said unconvinced: "To be reasonable, those two tigresses are not fuel-efficient lamps, and it is not because of your absence that I let people bully me, and I was forced to invite the two great gods to sit at home." Our marriage book is stored in the royal family tree, how can we cheat? No matter what, I am your man in life and your ghost in death! ”

Wan Yan smiled quietly: "The two side concubines you accept, one should be the young lady of the Ji family, the saint and the eldest princess have been interested in matching you two in recent years, but the other one, I heard that it is the Oiran of the Teaching Workshop Division?" I don't know this, Sister Oiran, who forced you? ”

Huo Xiang: "Laughed, you finally laughed, right, tomorrow will be sad tomorrow, and you will be happy today." No one knows what's going to happen tomorrow, maybe I'll be killed tonight, so I'm going to have to live every minute now. ”

After Yan Jing choked, she didn't bother to continue the topic of whether to accept concubines or not, which made her seem to care, so she simply went down the stairs and changed the topic with a mocking smack:

"You did that on purpose? Just to see the miracle doctor? ”

Huo Xiang: "It's not all, seeing passers-by in trouble, how can I, the embodiment of justice, not stand up?" I don't know if this Ning Divine Doctor is the Divine Doctor that Lao Xu and they know. ”

"Steward Zhang said that someone will pick us up in Luyang, but now it's good, the person who answered doesn't know which horn to squat, and the cheap apprentice and Lao Xu are gone. If it weren't for my wit and some things in the underground palace, then now under the bridge is our home, the thin porridge of Shantangshi is our three meals, you can live in a first-class room now, and you have the money to see a doctor, thanks to me. ”

Wan Yanjing: "Huh? He suggested to him: "Why take me as a drag, you might as well find me and throw me away at will and let me fend for myself, and I will end up clean." ”

Of course, this proposal was just her casual remark, Huo Xiangxiu wanted to get rid of her, even if she was really dying, she had to pester him to stay by her side dutifully, take care of her until the moment she breathed, and then send her to the end.

This is what Huo Xiang owes her, she was born Xuanhe, and she can't wronged herself until she dies, and there is no such thing as waiting for death to be alone.

Of course, Huo Xiang, who has not experienced the tragic experience of betrayal and separation, although his cunning has begun to appear, he is still pure and kind, so he should not be so unrighteous and leave her as a patient, right?

Of course, Huo Xiang wouldn't leave her alone, and after hearing her words, he didn't even want to deal with her, so he walked half the street with a straight face.

But soon after, he saw a roadside hijab stall, and was attracted by the colorful turbans fluttering in the wind on the shelf, so he pulled Wan Yan Jing over.

The old woman who sold scarves was very enthusiastic: "Lang Jun, we are all the latest good goods, the popular styles in Beijing a few years ago, pick one for the little lady." ”

Huo Xiang said hello, looked at it with great interest, and picked and chose a milky yellow one, with a pale pink peony embroidered on the corner, which was beautiful and elegant.

After paying, Huo Xiang was about to put it on Wan Yanjing on the side of the road with a headscarf, but Wan Yanjing refused.

"I, I brought it myself, what color did you buy here?"

Huo Xiang didn't answer, but the old woman next to him took it with a smile first: "It's yellow, the little lady looks good when she wears it, there is an official who knows how cold and hot is so good, and the blessing is still behind." ”

Yellow?

Wan Yanjing pursed her lips and smiled, although Huo Xiang said that he had amnesia, his preferences in this regard have not changed, and he still likes yellow.

She put on her headscarf, blocked the sun, put Huo Xiang's arm again, and walked on the somewhat noisy street.

This scene is unexpectedly harmonious, a bit of the warmth of an old husband and wife walking on the street.

Wan Yanjing's heart echoed Huo Xiang's concept of "Happy Today", and although he was in the downtown for a while, his heart was unexpectedly quiet.

Don't think about the future.

In the face of death, those countries hate, family hatred, and power positions do not seem to be so important.

"Click!"

Something shattered in the skull.

Wanyan Jing opened her eyes in a trance, she was still walking on the street, what seemed to have happened to her body at that moment just now, but it seemed that nothing had happened, probably some kind of illusion.

The limbs are still weak, the eyes are still confused, but the heart is unusually calm, there is a kind of transparency and tranquility after reading a thousand sails.

Wan Yanjing was a little lazy, so she said to Huo Xiang: "I'm tired." ”

Huo Xiang replied very simply: "Then I'll carry you." ”

So she skillfully lay on Huo Xiang's back.

After arranging the headscarf again, Wan Yanjing asked casually, "Do you like yellow?" ”

Unexpectedly, what Huo Xiang said was not the answer she expected.

"It's okay, I don't like it, I don't hate it, I prefer blue, the color of the sky and the sea, in my world, the blue sky and the sea are rare, and the sky is mostly gray eroded by pollution. When it comes to dressing, I still like black or white, with style and style. ”

Wan Yanjing was surprised: "I don't like yellow, so why do you ......" Why did you always send her yellow clothes before, and why did you often wear yellow yourself.

She didn't finish halfway through that.

Huo Xiang thought she was asking why she bought a yellow headscarf, and replied with a smile: "I thought you liked it, you have a lot of beautiful yellow dresses in your closet, and this bright color also matches you very well." ”

Wan Yanjing closed her eyes, feeling that she seemed to have neglected something all along.

"Huh?" Huo Xiang suddenly stopped.

Wan Yanjing asked in a whisper for some reason, "What's wrong?" ”

Huo Xiang kept silent, quickly turned around and walked to the front of the vendor's signboard on the side, pretending to be looking at the placed items.

Wan Yan Jing knew that he must have seen something, and he was afraid of being recognized, so he lowered his head.

Several martial arts men with swords walked behind them in the direction they had just been.

One of the men smiled and said, "Zhaoping should come back to Luyang, how about the largest city in Yuzhou?" ”

The man next to him had a simple agarwood hairpin on his head, his right eye and half of his face were wrapped in black cloth, and his voice was low and a little noble: "Whose jade flute is flying darkly, and it is scattered into the spring breeze full of deer city." Luyang is excellent. ”

Wan Yanjing heard this man's words, her brain went blank in an instant, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, she couldn't believe it and turned around, but the backs of several men in her vision were equally blurry, and she couldn't tell with her current eyesight.

"Hey, light... Tap! You're going to strangle me to death. Huo Xiang patted her arm that was stuck in her neck, and she didn't know what was crazy about her.

Wan Yanjing jumped off Huo Xiang's back, but when she looked around, those people had already disappeared into the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xiang rubbed his neck and asked suspiciously.

But after seeing Yan Jing, he turned around abruptly and grabbed the placket on his chest, with a little tear in his unfocused eyes.

"Say, who did you see just now?"

This yellow, it's really a little foreshadowing that I've been burying for a long time, the earliest chapter I can see, and finally part of it is unfolded here.

Manually thank the top guy on my list for the reward and the recommendation vote that can't be touched every day, the monthly ticket for the second big guy to gnaw on the book and not the math, and other friends who don't dislike my update speed and keep chasing it, I won't list the names one by one here.

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(End of chapter)