Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 4 Acting
If it wasn't for this treasure being a treasure handed down from generation to generation by their Qingyun sect, he would have wondered if it was the wrong information deliberately left by the evil cultivator.

He secretly observed Jiang Buwan all day today, and she looked like an ordinary person, with no evil spirit in her body, although her temper was a bit artificial, she was not a villain.

Thinking of this, Xiang Zhihan's eyes showed a bit of confusion. He didn't understand why his path to ascension was so short of a love affair?
He believes that he has never indulged in love in his life, and only seeks the way. Others are childhood sweethearts. .

Why did it come to an end, what kind of relationship did he ask him to investigate?
If it weren't for Xiang Zhihan Feisheng's eagerness, he really didn't want to take this job.

In the darkness, he sighed faintly, his eyes struggled, and he seemed to be a little bit unwilling. He raised his hand to volley, and the surrounding air became distorted and illusory, and then a red line appeared in the air, and the two ends of the red line were connected. Holding his and Jiang Buwan's wrists.

Xiang Zhihan stared fixedly at the red rope attached to his wrist. He condensed a sword in the air, raised it and lowered it, intending to cut off the bond between the two, but the sword went straight through the red rope without hurting the red rope at all. .

Seeing this, Xiang Zhihan put away his sword resignedly, looked at Jiang Buwan on the bed, then at the red rope in the air, and turned back to his sleeping chair.

In the darkness, Jiang Buwan gently opened her eyes and looked at the red rope flying in the air. The corners of her lips curled up and she smiled lightly. It turned out that her target of robbery was a monk from the lower realm.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be quite distressed.

The next day, Jiang Buwan was woken up by noises outside the house. Xiang Zhihan had long disappeared from the room, so she was not worried that Xiang Zhihan would run away, after all, there was a red rope, and she was not the only one who was in a hurry.

She got out of bed to wash and make up, just this hair. . .

Jiang Buwan pinched a stray strand of hair irritably, she understood the troubles of being a mortal.

I miss her aura so much.

She fiddled in the room alone for a long time, and finally cleaned up to the point where she could barely meet people.

"Sister Wanwan, good morning." Hui Niang greeted Jiang Buwan with a smile, but when her eyes fell on Jiang Buwan's hair, she froze.

Jiang Buwan stroked his hair and asked, "Is there any question?"

Hui Niang shook her head repeatedly and said, "No big problem."

It's just that today's Miss Wan Wan looks completely different from when she first arrived yesterday.

Jiang Buwan sighed softly, there was nothing she could do, she was born with a handicap when it came to embroidery.

In the past, it was casually tied high with a hair band, but later on, when it became a fairy, it was all based on other people's hairstyles, making formulas at will.

Xiang Zhihan came with morning dew, and the ordinary small courtyard looked elegant and unique against him.

When his deep eyes fell on Jiang Buwan's hair, he paused for a moment, and walked forward, bringing a burst of cold fragrance, "Your hair?"

Jiang Buwan knew that her hair was bad, so she simply pushed the fact that her hand was disabled to her amnesia.

She picked up a strand of loose hair and said aggrievedly, "I forgot how to tie it up. Husband, am I useless?"

Xiang Zhihan raised his hand to help her pin the hanging hair behind her ears, and said, "How come? You were the lady of a rich family in the past, so why do you do it yourself?"

Speaking of this, Xiang Zhihan said with a touch of sadness, "I'm the one who made you tired."

Jiang Buwan: Good guy, you and I acted together early in the morning, isn't it just acting?I can't lose you.

Jiang Buwan raised his hand to cover Xiang Zhihan's mouth, his eyes sparkled, "Husband, I forbid you to say that, I am very happy to be with you."

Hui Niang, who was on the sidelines, said with a smile, "Miss Wanwan, you and Dr. Xiang have such a good relationship."

Jiang Buwan smiled slightly when he heard the words, but pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Wanwan, let me help you post."

"it is good."

Jiang Buwan lowered his head, and Xiang Zhihan raised his hand to take off the pearl hairpin on her head. His hands, with well-defined joints, were thin and long, very dexterously pulled up her long hair, and then fixed it on both sides with the pearl hairpin .

Jiang Buwan took out a hairpin carved with ink lotus from his bosom and handed it to Xiang Zhihan, "Help me put this hairpin on it too."

Xiang Zhihan took the hairpin, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Wanwan, your hairpin is thicker than other hairpins."

Jiang Buwan smiled and said, "Isn't it? It's very special."

Xiang Zhihan inserted the hairpin carved with ink lotus firmly into her temples, then put down his hand and said, "Okay."

Hui Niang praised, "Doctor Xiang's craftsmanship is really good."

Li Zhi said loudly from a distance, "The meal is ready, let's eat."

Hui Niang: "Here we come."

After Hui Niang left, Jiang Buwan asked, "Did your husband often send me curly hair before?"

Xiang Zhihan: "Naturally."

Jiang Buwan's eyes lit up, "From then on, my husband will take care of my hair, I don't remember it at all now."

Xiang Zhihan replied in a warm voice, "Okay."

"There is one more thing." Jiang Buwan looked at Xiang Zhihan expectantly, "Huiniang's husband can cook, so my husband must be able to cook too, right? From now on, will your husband cook for me every day?"

Xiang Zhihan twirled his fingertips, he wanted to say, he wouldn't.

He had practiced for many years and had never been in the kitchen, but looking at Jiang Buwan's expectant eyes and Li Zhi's example before him, he couldn't say that, no matter what.

Come to think of it, cooking is not that difficult,

He smiled: "I will, I will cook for Wan Wan in the future."

In just one morning, Xiang Zhihan had already done two tasks for his future self.

What he didn't expect was that cooking would become his biggest headache in the future.

Xiang Zhihan and Jiang had breakfast not too late. Li Zhi said, "There is a family in the town. Their son has passed the Juren exam and they are going to move the whole family. They are in a hurry to sell the house."

"This is the house that Master Juren once lived in, so the Feng Shui must not be bad."

Jiang Buwan looked worried and asked, "Such a house must not be cheap, right? Do we have enough money?"

Xiang Zhihan: "You don't have to worry about money. Although you don't have much money, it's more than enough to buy a house."

Li Zhi took over the conversation, "His house will be cheaper than usual because of the rush to move out. We'll go over and have a look later. If you're satisfied, I'll help you negotiate the price."

Xiang Zhihan said, "I'm sorry, Brother Li."

The house Li Zhi mentioned is located in the west of the city. The main entrance of the house faces the street. Apart from other residents, there are relatively quiet businesses nearby, such as cloth shops, treasure shops, teahouses, bookstores, etc. They looked around and did not see a doctor. museum.

"Husband, if you open a medical clinic here, no one will compete with you."

Li Zhi: "There are only two medical clinics in our town. One is Old Doctor Wang. He has been treating illnesses in Qingshui Town all his life. He has a high reputation. The other is Doctor Fang. He is younger than Old Doctor Wang and has inferior medical skills. Not bad, simple illnesses can be cured.”

(End of this chapter)