Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 1147 Mr. Mo

On the street, a tall and cheerful figure looked around, as if looking for something.

The man was about 25 years old, dressed in dark Chinese clothes, with an impeccably handsome face, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and a stern face...

Most importantly, he is very similar to Yan Chuyan.

Mu Xintian looked at him, feeling lost for a moment, feeling like he was hallucinating.

The man on the street seemed to have sensed Mu Xintian's gaze, and raised his eyes to look in Mu Xintian's direction.

Four eyes facing each other...

Mu Xintian was stunned for a moment, and then showed disappointment, it wasn't him, Yan Chuyan's death had always been a thorn in her heart, she wished so much that he was still alive, and then they would not owe each other.

Mu Xintian withdrew her gaze, went to lie down on the sofa again, feeling complicated.

The man on the street, with a pair of deep and narrow eyes twinkling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with an intoxicating smile and a breathtaking beauty, suddenly raised his feet and walked towards the Zuifeng Tower.

Mu Xintian was lying lazily, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by the second voice, "Princess, a young master is looking for you."

Mu Xintian frowned, "Who is looking for me?"

"That son, he calls himself Mr. Mo."

"Mr. Mo? Who is it?" Mu Xintian was puzzled, got up and walked outside.

Shen Xiqin and Mu Linyu glanced at each other, got up and followed her.

Mu Xintian followed Xiaoer downstairs, and at the window on the second floor, she saw the so-called "Mr. Mo", who turned out to be the person she saw by the window.

Shen Xiqin and Mu Linyu were stunned, unbelievable, this person looked too much like Yan Chuyan, but that face was far more handsome than Yan Chuyan, with more three-dimensional features, and his face was cut like a knife, with edges and corners distinct.

His long and narrow eyes are deep, his expression is stern, and his gestures are indescribably noble. Just sitting there and sipping a cup of tea is an intoxicating sight.

Mu Xintian's eyes flickered slightly, she took two steps forward, sat down in front of the man, and asked in a cold tone, "Are you looking for me? Do we know each other?"

The man looked up at Mu Xintian, his eyes were deep, and there was an intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know the girl, but just now, the girl has been staring at me, and I mistakenly thought that the girl knew me, so..."

Mu Xintian looked indifferent, and said indifferently, "I don't know you, but you look a bit like an old friend, so I took a second look."

The man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized on his face, "I see." He smiled apologetically, "I misunderstood."

"A few days ago, I accidentally fell off a cliff, hurt my brain, and lost my memory, so I desperately hoped to find someone who knew me, but I didn't realize it..."

The man sighed, his expression was sad, "I'm bothering the girl, I'm sorry!"

Mu Xintian was silent, because the other party looked like Yan Chuyan, out of inner apology, he said lightly, "I'm a doctor, you stretch out your hand, and I'll take your pulse and see where the injury is."

The man showed joy, and quickly stretched out his hand, not forgetting to thank, "Thank you, girl!"

Mu Xintian pursed her lips, placed two fingers on the man's wrist, and took his pulse. She shook her fingers and frowned, "Your pulse is weak, you have massive abdominal bleeding, your heart..."

"I was wounded by an arrow in my heart." The man confessed, "I went to see the doctor, and the doctor said that the arrow pierced deeply, and if the arrow was pulled out, it would spurt blood."

"I went to see a few doctors, and they all said that I dare not draw the arrow, so I..."

(End of this chapter)