The cold young master's exquisite wife

"Uncle Xu," Ji Lianbienuo saluted, "my nephew has a request, can you change the long and short ringtones? Qin Yin was so confused that his heart ached and died."

The person called Uncle Xu, still lying still, but said with a smile: "Bei Nuo, don't make trouble, my formation has been going on for decades, anyone who understands the pros and cons will live well." Pause After a while, he smiled again: "You are going to get married in a few days, so you know how to come and ask for luck?"

This handsome man is Wu Wugu, Ji Lianbienuo's uncle, and Master Jiyuan's junior brother.This person is not born without bones, but the bones of the spine have problems in the mother's womb.Although he was abandoned by his parents after he was born, he unexpectedly grew up in Chasing Cloud Valley.

God is really jealous of Fangyan, he has a face that charms all living beings, but makes him have to lie down all his life.

Although Ji Lianbienuo and this uncle are of different generations, because he is handsome and always has such an ageless face, he never treats him as an elder. In fact, Wugu is almost fifty years old, but he is like A young man in his twenties.

Everyone took their seats, Hua Yi and Jasmine stood far away.Hua Yi was still panting with palpitations.

Ji Lianbienuo introduced Yan Weier and his younger sister Ji Lian Weiyu to Wuwugu and Fenghua: "This time, I really want to trouble Master Xu." He described the process and symptoms of Yan Weier's amnesia: "I don't know if it is beneficial to use silver needles in this situation?"

Fenghua girl smiled slightly, and lightly rested her slender fingers on Yan Weier's veins. After a moment, she nodded to Wugu: "You can give needles."

Yan Wei'er listened for a long time, and finally understood that Ji Lianbienuo went around such a big circle to treat her: "Really? Then I can restore my memory?" Her eyes looked at Fenghua girl, and then She looked at the man who was so beautiful that she felt ashamed.

Wu Wugu shook his head: "I can only open up your meridians to reduce the chance of getting sick. As for memory, some people will remember it immediately after receiving some kind of stimulation, while some people can only recall some fragments. , can't remember anything that happened before."

Yan Wei'er's eyes were gloomy, and she thought to herself, if others live 50 years, they will have 50 years of memory, but if she lives 50 years, she only has [-] years of memory, and she suffers too much.

Ji Lianbienuo stretched out his hand to lightly shake Yan Wei'er's hand, comfortingly said: "I am your memory, I will tell you slowly in the future."

The corner of Wu Wugu's mouth curled up, and he smiled lightly: "Young Master Leng Qing also has today."

Ji Lianbienuo countered: "It's not as good as Uncle Xu and Miss Fenghua, you have her in you, and you in her, what kind of peerless love is this?" Turning to Wei Yu, he said, "Wei Yu, these two people , you should be familiar with it."

Ji Lian Weiyu was at a loss, searched all over his memory, but couldn't remember any memory, and murmured: "Could it be that I, like Weier, also lost my memory?" Anyone who has seen these two people will definitely have a deep memory .If you forget, it can only be explained by amnesia.

Jilianbieno stood up, approached a vase, picked up a small flower that looked bright in color, and softly chanted: "Summer is thick, autumn is light..."

Ji Lian Weiyu lost his voice and said: "Xu Menghua?" He even forgot the respectful name "Everyone", and felt that he was extremely surprised.

Ji Lianbienuo handed the little flower to Yan Wei'er: "Never thought of it, Master Xu Menghua is not one person, but two people. Uncle Xu dreamed of Miss Fenghua, he was Master Xu Menghua in the eyes of the world... ..."

Yan Wei'er was also taken aback, only feeling that the words were very familiar.Holding the little flower in her hand, a vague image gradually emerged in her mind. On a big boat, she was sitting in front of the zither and playing the zither.

She couldn't help getting up and singing softly:

Summer is thick, autumn is light.Wild geese fly in the morning and evening.Flying geese sleepless.

People are close, but hearts are far.The water is near the mountain and the fragrance is far away.Who is pity for a petal of incense?

Fenghua girl sat in front of the guqin, fiddled with her slender hands, and a string of melodious notes slid out like silk, as if entangled in Yan Weier's a cappella voice, which was extremely tacit and gorgeous.

It is like the crispness of orioles, shuttling through the mist in the morning, and like an orchid in an empty valley, blooming alone, fresh and aura.

Ji Lian Weiyu also involuntarily added to the libretto, her voice is different from Yan Weier's clear and crisp, it is a different kind of softness.The harmony of the two, one up and one down, one high and one low, is really pleasant to hear.

The most amazing thing is that the sound of Fenghua girl's Guqin can not only match Yan Weier's crispness, but also match the softness of Wei Yu, and knead the two voices together just right.

At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingers in the beams, stirring the soul.

"This libretto has reached its peak today." There was a boneless voice.

Unexpectedly, Ji Lianbie Nuo came to ask his junior uncle to give acupuncture, but he made the room full of songs and ditties.He is familiar with Wei'er's singing, but he didn't expect Wei'er to sing so beautifully.

But he was no longer as surprised or astonished as he was when he saw her dance "Yan Chang" on the grassland for the first time.

Yan Wei'er seems to be a treasure house, inexhaustible and inexhaustible.At any time, there will be surprises for people, such as that night, she played the zither music, and her fingering was proficient.Like today's accident, a libretto was sung leisurely and melodiously by her.

Even Uncle Xu never praised others, he also sighed: "This libretto has reached its peak today."

That is the highest compliment.

In a little song, everyone instantly added a lot of friendship.Especially Miss Fenghua's love for Yan Wei'er and Ji Lian Weiyu is undisguised.

"How wonderful would it be for us to have such a pair of daughters?" Miss Fenghua did not avoid suspicion, and acted like a baby to Master Xu in front of everyone.

But these words frightened Yan Wei'er and Ji Lian Weiyu, both of them felt strange.Originally, everyone thought that Master Xu Menghua should be a woman, and an aged woman with outstanding charm, that it was possible to write such words.

No one has ever seen Xu Menghua himself.

Now it's okay for Xu Menghua to be two people, but from the tone of Fenghua girl, it seems like how old she is.And she and the beautiful man lying still were obviously in their early twenties.

Ji Lianbie Nuo knew that the two little girls were confused, so he didn't explain, but said: "You two, don't worry about your daughter, it's better to cure my future wife first, and I won't be judged by you in vain. Soul song' toss."

"Bie Nuo, let's discuss something." Fenghua girl said in a playful voice, "We'll help you cure Wei'er, the first daughter born after your marriage, and give it to us to play with."

Ji Lianbienuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry and looked at Wu Wugu: "Uncle Xu, am I entering a den of thieves? My nephew is not married yet, so you are thinking about my daughter first..."

Yan Wei'er blushed a long time ago, and dared not speak up from the sidelines.

"It's not a disadvantage, Beno." Wu Wugu still lay leisurely, without the posture of a patient at all, he just felt that his laziness was just right: "We will take her as a disciple when the time comes, just let her live with us, you are still her No matter what, Fenghua and I have to find someone to inherit our skills..."

It sounds good, and it seems to have taken advantage of the sky.However, Ji Lianbienuo's words were vague: "First treat Wei'er's illness first, then this mother hasn't been cured yet, where is the daughter?"

Wu Wugu and Miss Fenghua looked at each other with a smile, and shook their heads: "Sure enough, I'm not a master who is willing to suffer, forget it, let's talk about it later." After speaking, Miss Fenghua went into the back room and took out a delicate box. Silver needles of different sizes and lengths.

Yan Wei'er sat on the bench in front of the bench with her eyes closed.

Miss Fenghua used some means to help Wu Wugu up, so that no one could see the abnormality.After Wu Wugu sat up, he looked even more glamorous and elegant.Miss Fenghua waited by his side every step of the way, with her hands still on his back.Her appearance is by no means as beautiful as nothingness, but it is strangely blended with the beauty of a match made in heaven.

During the whole needle application process, Xu Wugu gently closed his eyes, with a hint of worry on his face.

After a long time, his tone was very calm: "Actually, silver needles cannot be used to expel the blood in the intracranial congestion, but I have adjusted the meridians for her and opened up the acupuncture points, but remember, she can't get angry."

Yan Wei'er giggled and said, "No, did you hear that? I can't be angry. You have to remember?" She said proudly, "This disease is quite good."

Ji Lianbienuo thought in his heart that he was afraid of this, and if a scary scene appeared one day, it would be troublesome, but he said: "I have never taken the initiative to make you angry, it is you who are angry with yourself .”

Wu Wugu breathed a sigh of relief, and with the support of Miss Fenghua, he lay down on the bench again: "On the third day after the Shangyuan Festival, we will give Weier an injection. During this period of time, if you think of What matters, you have to let nature take its course, don’t deliberately think about it, and don’t stop thinking about it.” Then she asked Fenghua girl to get some medicine: “You can stop other medicines, just take this, after I gave you the injection , you shouldn’t be in so much pain anymore, but remember, everything goes with the flow, you can’t force it.”

Like the Zen saying, let nature take its course and not force it.

Like the mind, don't deliberately, don't stop.

Ji Lianbie Nuo thanked him and led everyone to leave.

Two carriages and servants waited outside the courtyard. It was the same as when they came. Hua Yi and Jasmine shared one carriage, and the other three took another carriage.

Yan Wei'er still held the little flower that Ji Lianbie Nuo picked off by hand, the color was very bright: "This season, why are there so many blooming flowers in their house? Most of the flowers are not likely to bloom in this season."

Jilianbieno pointed to the little flower: "Do you see anything strange about this flower?"

Yan Wei'er and Wei Yu looked carefully, the deep purple petals were embellished with yellow oval patterns, and there were some fluff, as if they had just bloomed in the morning: "There is nothing strange about it?"

"Could it be fake?" Ji Lian Weiyu looked closer, and muttered to himself: "It's obviously a real flower..."

Thinking of his uncle's youthful face, Ji Lianbienuo shook his head: "Of course it's not fake. These flowers are all picked when they are in full bloom, and then a special method is used to stop the process of withering. So this flower It looks like it just opened."