Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 451 Farewell from now on (7)
Su Mengchen smiled before turning around and leaving.

Song Wanzhi sat there, took the cup in his hand, turned it around, then looked down at his feet.

The medicine in the valley had miraculous effects, but Su Mengchen hugged her, and then came back on a white horse. Now the blood on her feet was almost gone, and there was no pain at all. She stood up, and then took the cup Go to the window, open the window, and take advantage of the cold wind outside to wake up your head.

Looking at the cup in his hand, Song Wanzhi thought again.

He is Su Mengchen.

Meng Chen is Su Mengchen, the man who was once considered unattainable, the omnipotent man who was regarded as a legend by everyone.

But at this time, there was a shadow at the door, Song Wanzhi turned her head and saw Su Mengchen standing there, he had already changed into a commoner clothes, but at this moment, even though he was wearing a commoner clothes, it was hard to hide his demeanor.

Seeing him standing there smiling and looking at her, Song Wanzhi felt a little hot, she hurriedly lowered her head, and said softly: "It's getting late, go to rest first, what's the matter, we'll talk about it tomorrow, okay? "

Hearing the girl's low voice, "How are you?" asked, as if wanting to touch the softest part of the heart, Su Mengchen looked at her gently and said "Okay", however, she didn't move away. pace.

Song Wanzhi raised his eyes to look at him, then quickly lowered his eyes, but the figure of a man was printed on the ground.

Then, as the figure approached, Song Wanzhi felt nervous and asked, "Why, why..."

However, before he could finish the question, he suddenly felt his forehead moisten and warm.

When she froze, her face instantly turned away like a fire.

Su Mengchen said softly: "Sweet dream, late night."

As he spoke, he backed away, then walked out the door, and gently closed the door.

Song Wanzhi stood there in a daze, only feeling that the spot on his forehead was extremely hot, the soft touch made people flustered, but what made people flustered even more was the memory of the kiss in the morning.

never had.

However, she just stood there, and the figure of the snow-clothed boy appeared in her mind instantly, and she closed her eyes heavily.

Meng Chen.

The candlelight is bright and dark, jumping with a gust of wind outside the window, the girl stands there, the wind blows the tail of her hair tied behind her by the hairband, slightly swaying, but in the end, there are no ripples.

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The next morning, before dawn, the gate of the yard was pushed open. Uncle Wang was standing there packing up his things. He raised his head to look at the man, but it was Xuanyuan Mountain.

When Xuanyuan Shan saw it, he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and save Miss Qiuxin!"

When Song Wanzhi arrived there, Song Qiuxin was lying there, and Xuanyuan Shan stammered the ins and outs, and asked anxiously, "Miss Wanzhi, is there anything else I can do?"

Even Song Wanzhi didn't expect Song Qiuxin to be an immigrant from Liangshan. She put her hand on Song Qiuxin's wrist and said comfortingly, "It's okay, no vitals were hurt."

She stood up again and said, "Song Qiuxin is fine, but you don't have much time and you have to go out of the city now. There are so many people, if you want to rush out of the city gate, you need at least me and Uncle Wang, but, Later, Xie Heng's aftermath will be somewhat troublesome."

But at this time, Su Mengchen's voice sounded: "I'm here."

Today, he has changed back to Meng Chen's appearance, but Song Wanzhi didn't dare to look at him when he remembered what happened yesterday, and then nodded: "Okay."

Uncle Wang is looking at Wei Wei's surroundings, why does he always feel that there is something wrong between the two of them today?Moreover, the aftermath is much more troublesome than their escorting.

Uncle Wang said: "I'm afraid it's troublesome, I'll do it."

Song Wanzhi looked at Uncle Wang and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, Su, um, Meng, um, he will be fine."

When Uncle Wang saw Song Wanzhi talking like this, he couldn't help frowning again, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only nod his head.

Su Mengchen said: "There is a mountain a hundred miles away from Zhaodu. If you go out from that mountain, it will be difficult for people from Zhaodu to find their whereabouts. I will go there to find you tomorrow."

Song Wanzhi listened, fell silent for a moment, and nodded.

Take this opportunity and leave.

Song Wanzhi hurried back to the yard to pack up her things, and then she and Uncle Wang led the Liangshan immigrants out of the city.

Now Xie Heng's massacre of Liangshan immigrants has not had time to spread, so going out is not troublesome at all, and even the way is unexpectedly smooth.

Finally out of the area of ​​Zhaodu, Song Wanzhi gave Song Qiuxin an injection and medicine, and stood up after making sure that there was no serious problem.

Uncle Wang said: "Miss, don't worry, Song Qiuxin is fine."

Song Wanzhi nodded slightly, and then looked into the distance.

"What's the matter, Miss?" Uncle Wang asked sharply.

Song Wanzhi shook her head, then smiled slightly: "It's okay. Uncle Wang, let's leave now, and rush back to Zhao Kingdom to see how far things have progressed. I will go to Liang Kingdom and get a piece of Qilin's blood."

Uncle Wang nodded.

Song Wanzhi stood there and looked up, only to see the layer upon layer of barriers blocking the last line of sight towards Zhaodu.

She closed her eyes, and that face appeared thousands of times in front of her eyes.

When I meet someone, I think about it, if there is sinking, I am willing.

She held the half-old umbrella in her hand and opened her eyes.

Goodbye.

Meng Chen.

(End of this chapter)