withered prosperity

"More than ten years ago, there was a disaster in my hometown. I followed my father to escape by begging all the way. I wanted to go to Jiangdong to join the Bai family, but my father died of a serious illness on the way. I had no choice but to sell myself. There is a way to survive." Even talking about this bleak past, Wei Heng didn't have much expression: "At that time, he happened to pass by and said that I was good-looking, so he took me by his side. Later, when I wanted to study medicine, he said Give me a sum of money and let me go."

"It seems to be something he would do. He is always more tolerant of good-looking people." Yin Yutang nodded, then asked again: "Dr. Wei agreed to go to Beijing with us, is it because His reason?"

Wei Heng didn't answer, he was still fanning the stove regularly.

"Then I will trouble Dr. Wei." Yin Yutang did not continue to ask, such as what exactly he gave him that day.

After he left, Wei Heng poured out the boiled medicine and brought it to Yan Hai's room.

Yan Hai drank the extremely bitter soup in one gulp, and when he returned the bowl, he met Wei Heng with a disapproving expression.

"What's wrong?" Because of the high fever, his cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were still clear.

"Cui...Yan Haijun."

"Who are you calling?" Yan Hai smiled: "You can just call me Yan Hai, it's hard to explain if others hear you."

"Yan Hai." Wei Heng read out very awkwardly. "There must be a reason for your current situation. If you don't tell me clearly, I can't help you cure it at all."

"Cure?" Yan Hai leaned against the head of the bed, and said in a nonchalant manner, "It's just a secret wound from earlier years, it's not a problem."

"Are you looking down on me by saying this?"

Yan Hai was stunned for a moment.

"Although I can't find out the cause of the disease for a while, your body is so weak that it is definitely not caused by some hidden injury." Wei Heng was a little anxious: "Besides, when we left there, Mrs. Liuyi once said that you..."

"What's wrong with me? Do you believe Yue Liuyi's words?" Yan Hai interrupted him: "She is the most cunning and difficult to deal with. At that time, she was only afraid that I would have murderous thoughts towards her, so she casually said such alarmist words , you don't have to think too much."

"I don't think..."

"Here... there are too many people, let's not argue for now, you prescribe some heat-clearing medicine for me, and I will be fine soon."

Wei Heng hesitated to speak, and nodded.

Yan Hai knew that although he was not good at words, but in fact he had a stubborn personality, and he would definitely not let it go from now on, so he could only back down a step: "If there is a chance for us to talk about this again, I can assure you that it is not what you think serious."

"Then I'll go back and think about it again. If there is anything wrong with this medicine after taking it, you must tell me."

Yan Hai had no choice but to agree, but also told him: "Don't use honorific titles in front of outsiders, so as not to arouse suspicion."

When Wei Heng came, he was afraid that he would catch the cold again, so he specially closed the window for him.

But as soon as Wei Heng left, Yan Hai opened the window.

The waves are shimmering, the vegetation is spring breeze, how can we live up to the good spring because of minor illnesses.

What's more, in this yard, there is a pond, and there is a peach tree beside the pond.

The peach blossoms are shining brilliantly, and they are also extremely beautiful in the moonlight.

Yan Hai put on his coat and knelt on the slab in front of the window, leaning against the window and watching for a long time.

After a long time, the person standing in the dark finally couldn't hold back and walked out of the shadows.

"The peach blossoms in the south have already withered, but the peach blossoms in the north have just bloomed." Yan Hai looked at the layers of flowers on the tree: "Flowers bloom and fall, fate fluctuates, some things are just the difference between earlier and later. Just some patience to wait."

The man had already walked to the window. He was extremely tall, and Yan Hai was sitting again, so he was able to look at the other person and speak when he raised his head.

"This is what my mother told me." Yan Hai raised his head and said to him with his unusually rosy cheeks: "She also told me that most people are deceived by their appearance. I still have a good impression of those who are good-looking and hate those who are ugly. This is my nature, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong."

The other party did not speak.

"So I think that covering your face can actually make people see yourself more clearly."

Yan Hai straightened up, supported the window sill with one hand, and stretched out the other hand.

He tilted his head back slightly, letting Yan Hai's hand fall into the empty space.

Yan Hai then turned around and broke a branch of peach blossoms from behind him.

The petals that fell due to climbing fluttered with the wind, and fell on his shoulders one after another.

"Tell me." Yan Hai played with the peach blossom in his hand, and asked quite seriously: "If I can change into an appearance that everyone will love, will everyone love me?"

He finally responded, although he just shook his head.

Yan Hai laughed, his face became redder with the peach blossom in his hand.

"Actually, I know you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao suddenly turned around and looked southwest.

Yan Hai also slowly frowned.

Although he didn't notice anything wrong, he could smell something.

fragrance!

A faint, special, familiar scent... Everything in front of him suddenly became disorientated, and he thought something was wrong in his heart, so he bit the tip of his tongue hastily to bring himself back to his senses.

Xiao Xiao saw that his figure was shaking a little, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to support him.

In the distance, there was a roar like a howling wolf.

Yan Hai raised his head quickly, looking at the bright full moon in the night sky.

Xiao turned to the direction where the sound came from, his body moved slightly, as if he wanted to investigate the situation.

"Wait." Yan Hai stopped him.

"No matter what it is, don't let it touch you." Yan Hai said to him: "Also, be sure to cut off its head."

Xiao turned his head and glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and then disappeared from his sight with a vertical leap.

Yan Hai supported the window frame, resisting another burst of dizziness.

Damn Yin Twelve!

He suppressed the turbulent anxiety in his heart, and followed in the direction of the accident.

In a remote courtyard in the southwest, there is such a strange scene.

Murong Yu held a bow and arrow in her hand, standing in front of her were Mao Jiang and Hei Lang.

In the middle of the courtyard lay a few people in disorder, all dressed like guards.

Cheng Wang, Bai Yinuo and the rest of the people were surrounded by many guards in another corner close to the gate of the courtyard, and those who came later were all checking the situation outside the gate.

After all, local manpower cannot be called, because this matter cannot be let more people know.

In fact, everyone wanted to protect King Cheng and leave first, but King Cheng was unwilling.

Because it is Princess Cheng who is confronting so many people...

At least a few days ago, she was Princess Cheng, before she was killed...

She was wearing a neat and delicate dress, if it wasn't for her pale face and a layer of white shadows in her eyes, she would have been alive.

Although the lights are bright enough, everyone's heart is full of unspeakable fear.

There were 40 to [-] people around the yard, King Cheng didn't leave, no one dared to leave, and everyone was careful not to make any noise, which made the atmosphere even more weird.

Xiao Xiao stood on the wall beside him, his long sword was out of its sheath, shining coldly under the moonlight.