Chancheng doctor girl

Chapter 62 Fairy Flowers "For support, tickets, subscriptions. 》

Plum Blossom came to the lady's room, found some fabrics and shoe materials, and said to the sitting lady:

"Miss, I just saw the young man wearing the clothes I made. They fit well. The shoes on his feet are rotten. Miss, you go to bed first, and the little one is here to watch, making shoes for the son overnight. ."

"It's getting late, let's do it for him tomorrow!"

The corner of Liang Xiwen's mouth showed a slight smile, she didn't want to attack the goodwill of this servant girl, she was so kind to a stranger, no wonder she was so loyal to her.

"Miss, the slaves are not sleepy. It will be too late to do tomorrow. That young man has no shoes to wear. Miss, you forgot, we have no food, and we have to find the roots tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay! Don't do it too late, it will hurt your eyes, and it's not good to be blind at a young age!"

Liang Xiwen felt that her body couldn't stay up all night, she was a little tired and sleepy, and she had to take a good rest.

The weather is cold, there is a heater in the room, and I can feel the cold wind blowing in at the door.

When Liang Xiwen returned to the room, she would cover her feet with the quilt, so her hands and feet were not very flexible, and it would be even worse if she froze again.

In the light of the lamp and the fire of the stove, the plum blossom held back her drowsiness and quickened her hand. Feeling the even breathing of the young lady, she glanced at the young lady.

She smiled happily, the young lady recovered from her illness, and the muscles on her face recovered. Looking at the young lady's little face like this, she felt so beautiful and beautiful, she really looked like Mother Xie.

Plum made the shoes, put them in the frame, and fell asleep by the fire when she was tired.

Liang Xiwen woke up in the middle of the night and felt the light in the room. She glanced in the direction of the light. The oil lamp was still on and the stove was still burning.

Mei Hua fell asleep on the stool, this silly girl actually fell asleep here and didn't go back to the room to sleep.

Sleeping here so cold, it's no wonder I don't catch a cold.

Liang Xiwen resisted the chill, lifted the quilt, got up, and walked gently to Mei Hua's side, seeing the pair of big shoes in the basket.

It is a pair of ordinary men's cotton shoes. The handwork is not very good. She wears warm clothes in winter. This silly girl helps strangers to make shoes, and she is so attentive.

Liang Xiwen took out a very thick coat from her clothes. It was found in the nun's room. It should have been made by her mother.

The material is very good, it should be made of animal leather.

In her previous life, as the noble daughter of a genius doctor, she had seen a lot of good things and made new clothes every season.

Her mother would find the best embroidery mother and make her clothes.

Thinking of this, Liang Xiwen's heart began to hurt again. It was her fault that she would destroy the family. She saved a stranger and affected the whole family.

Liang Xiwen is about to start worrying, what is the identity of the person next door?
After being hunted down here, those people may chase them here, will they be implicated?

Once reborn, she can no longer be implicated by others and become a lonely ghost, and she has to live well in the world.

Liang Xiwen returned to the bed, lay down gently, listened to the movement in the mountains, and heard the beast's cry in the dark night.

……

Ji Yunxiao was in the hall next door, squatting on the cushions in the dark night, like an old hater, he covered his body with the new quilt, and he could still hear the faint voices in the room next door on the left. .

The corner of his mouth smiled lightly, and in the midst of death, he could feel the warmth of strangers.

The wound on his body is miraculously healed, which makes him feel happy, and he is very curious, what kind of young lady has such magical powers?
He wafted out of the crack of the door when he went to borrow clothes, the scent of the clear spring he drank in his sleep.

Could it be that when he drank the clear spring, the wounds on his body miraculously healed.

……

In Ji Yunxiao's sleep, he dreamed that he was a prince, and in the struggle for imperial power, he, the prince who did not fight, was poisoned time and time again.

The royal father sent him out to do things in secret, but he was poisoned in his tea. Someone chased and killed him in a mask, and the escaped poison was found in the street.

After being rescued by a woman who detoxified him, he returned to the palace again.

A prince who didn't want to fight for repayment was forced to turn into a fight. When he ascended the throne, he personally went to find the woman who saved him.

However, he found that the place had been turned into ruins, and he inquired frantically, only to find out that not long after he left, a group of black people entered the mansion of a family of genius doctors and killed everyone, old and young.

A fire burned a clean.

The emperor knelt among the ruins, weeping in despair.

……

In the morning, the crack of the gate of the hall was bright, Ji Yunxiao opened his eyes, lifted the quilt on his body, and stood up gently.

Feeling that his legs were a little numb after sitting upright all night, he moved his hands and feet and did a few warm-up movements.

Shaking his head, the nightmare from last night was so imprinted in his mind.

Ji Yunxiao believes that it was the murder yesterday that made him have nightmares at night.

His family is a royal businessman, but he has never seen the emperor and the prince. Why did he have such a real dream?
That woman's gentle smile was so real that it was imprinted in his mind.

Open the door of the hall and look back at the gods and Buddhas in the hall. Just like what I saw last night, there are Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, and two indescribable gods.

The four big Buddhas are all golden-bodied gods, and the offerings on their offering platforms are fake offerings.

The oil lamp kept burning.

Ji Yunxiao observed it for a while and had no way of guessing, how did he come here?

I couldn't see the sword in his hand when he was being chased and killed, and I couldn't see it at the moment, his clothes were chopped up, and there was no money bag in his pocket.

In such a rush, it is too late to bring valuables, I wonder if that kid can escape?

Ji Yunxiao saw the dirty clothes that he had thrown outside the door yesterday, and the jade pendant he had been hanging on, but he didn't see it in the dark last night.

Going out, he glanced at the dirty clothes with some disgust, hung the jade pendant that he had been hanging around his waist and was wearing with him, picked up the jade pendant, and there was his blood on the jade pendant.

Ji Yunxiao took this jade pendant and came to the well, fetched water from the well, and washed the jade pendant.

This jade pendant is as good as ever in the shadow of swords, lights and swords.

He hung the washed jade pendant on his waist again, washed his hands again, and felt a little warm in the well water.

There are no cleaning supplies here, so he can only hold some water in his palms and wash his face.

He heard the voice of a woman speaking outside the temple gate. It was the two familiar voices he heard last night.

What were those two women doing outside in the early morning?
Ji Yunxiao was curious and walked out of the temple gate with bare feet. In front of the mountain were plum blossom trees and peach blossom trees. In the morning breeze, bursts of floral fragrance floated over.

There were two women walking among the flowers and trees. The fog on the mountain was heavy. The women were among the flowers and trees, as hazy as a fairy.

Ji Yunxiao stood here quietly, fascinated. For the first time in more than ten years, there was a kind of blood flowing in his heart.

He has been looking for a woman who belongs to him, and saw one of the women among the flowers and trees, with a thin and pitiful figure.

But from her thin body, she could feel a gentle and strong aura.

(End of this chapter)