Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 193 No Contest with the World, Paradise

The man looked at Yan Wanqing in astonishment.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Seeing that he was still the same, Yan Wanqing went up to touch his face with his left hand, trying to find some corners of the mask around his face, but there was nothing.

She frowned: "Why not."

This voice, this height, this action, is clearly Xiao Pingfeng.

She knew she couldn't be wrong about how she felt.

"Crazy, not polite." The man stretched out his hand and patted Yan Wanqing's hand away, warning: "Although you are beautiful and good-looking, I already have someone else in my heart, and I will never be influenced by you. "

After he finished speaking, he left without looking at Yan Wanqing again.

Yan Wanqing's fingertips and the residual warmth on his cheeks.

She stood where she was, stunned.

What is going on here?

Did she really admit the wrong person?
Without the man's help, Yan Wanqing spent a lot of effort in the formation before finally returning to the room. At this time, Dolma was already waiting for her anxiously.

"The wound has already burst open, you shouldn't have gone out." Dolma's caring and reproachful tone warmed Yan Wanqing's heart.

She was a little embarrassed to change the subject: "Is the person who saved me such a tall and good-looking man?"

"Have you met? How is it? Did you get along well? He was rescued by Gesang, and he will leave soon."

"Gesang?" Yan Wanqing chewed on these two words, suddenly feeling overwhelmed.

Dolma nodded: "Gesang is the most beautiful girl here, and she will marry the Lord of Xiliang City in the future."

Gesang...is a girl.

Dolma helped Yan Wanqing clean up the wound again, and told her not to act rashly in the next three days, get out of bed and walk around casually.

For this reason, the kind and gentle Zhuoma even threatened Yan Wanqing: "If you don't obey me again, I won't wash your hair for you."

Yan Wanqing liked this very much, and really stayed in bed for the next three days.

On the morning of the fourth day, as soon as Zhuoma opened the door, she saw Yan Wanqing on the bed staring at herself with bright eyes: "Can you remove the board? Can you wash my hair?"

She was beautiful, and the soft tone she just got up at this moment made Dolma almost melt, and there was no way to refuse her.

So Zhuoma took Yan Wanqing, who was still a little limping, out of the formation slowly, and went outside to wash his hair.

"You can just stand obediently later. I'll wash it for you. Don't move around. The wound hasn't healed yet, so don't let it get wet."

Yan Wanqing nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

This was the first time she had seen the outside world in days.

This is a city built with red walls, which is perfectly integrated with the wilderness. The houses rely on each other, complement each other, and are intricately intertwined. Although the village is small, it is exquisite everywhere, and each place contains formations. .

It is quite mysterious.

Yan Wanqing was fascinated by it.

She couldn't help but want to chat with the creator of this village, what kind of person could think of building a village like this.

"Oh, by the way, your long sword is in Gesang's room now, and I'll take you to get it later." Dolma helped Yan Wanqing remove the hairpin from her hair, and added: "You The same goes for the soft armor on your body, all put together."

"Yes." Yan Wanqing nodded and looked away.

Dolma poured two basins of hot water to help her wash her hair, and then dried her hair carefully with a clean soft cloth.

The weather was hotter, so Yan Wanqing put on three thousand black silk and followed Dolma to get back her belongings at Gesang's house.

On the trails wrapped in the village, old people and children can be seen everywhere, they are talking, laughing and having fun in the shadows, and the beauty here is like a paradise.

Seeing Yan Wanqing fascinated by admiration, Dolma smiled and said, "You seem to like our village very much."

"No competition with the world, a paradise." Yan Wanqing was not stingy with his praise.

After walking for a while, Dolma stopped.

"arrive."

Yan Wanqing looked up and saw a house with colorful flowers growing on the windows, which was very delicate and beautiful. There was a round table in front of the house, and there were three or two young people sitting there, chatting and laughing happily.

The young man who Yan Wanqing mistook for Xiao Pingfeng in the formation that day was also among them.

At this moment, he was talking to the young man next to him, and the smile that appeared in the corner of his eyes was so familiar that Yan Wanqing's heart ached.

She really couldn't believe that this person was not Xiao Pingfeng.

So much alike, every move is.

But if it was Xiao Pingfeng, why didn't he recognize himself?

Did you not forgive her?
Yan Wanqing's heart was sour, she followed Zhuoma and walked forward.

"We're here to get the girl's things, Gesang."

The girl named Gesang was wearing a white skirt, with exquisite features, deep eyes, and a beauty full of exotic charms. At this moment, she looked at Yan Wanqing happily and looked at her: "So you were rescued by Yizhi that night. You are so beautiful."

Yan Wanqing replied with a smile: "Miss Gesang is also beautiful and beautiful."

Yizhi, is that his alias?
Yan Wanqing thought in her heart.

Gesang tilted his head and looked at Yan Wanqing with great interest: "You are really educated, you even used idioms when you praised me."

Yan Wanqing, who didn't know how to respond to this, just hooked her lips and smiled.

Gesang suddenly rang something and said, "I'm going to get your things." She flew into the room like a beautiful white butterfly, and soon came out holding a long sword and a package.

That sword was heavy.

So it was very difficult for Gesang to come out.

She gasped and shouted: "Yizhi come and help me, I can't lift it anymore, this sword is too heavy."

Yizhi walked over quickly and took all the things from Gesang's arms.

Gesang smiled softly and coquettishly at Yizhi, "Thank you, Yizhi!"

The coquettish young man hooked his lips back, and the stars in his eyes shone brightly.

Watching this scene, Yan Wanqing suddenly felt a little blocked.

Changing her appearance, pretending not to know her, flirting with other women.

One basin after another of cold water poured down from Yan Wanqing's head, almost extinguishing all her enthusiasm.

But thinking about what I did to him before.

Yan Wanqing was able to understand a little bit again.

I still need to find a chance to make it clear.

"Here." Yizhi handed the package and long sword to Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing carried the package on her back, holding the long sword with one hand: "Thank you."

"Wow, you can pick it up with one hand, you are amazing!" Gesang couldn't help but said to Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing squeezed the long sword in his hand: "It's no big deal, as long as you are familiar with it."

"You speak idioms again. You look so good-looking, you can also speak so many idioms, and you are good at martial arts. You are so perfect." Gesang couldn't help but said, "Are you married?"

marriage?

Yan Wanqing looked at Yizhi subconsciously, and saw that the other party didn't look at him at all.

She nodded: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)