It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 935 My master is happy to marry me!

Heartache like twists, dizziness, and weakness, looking at the surrounding scenery, there is a kind of hazy illusion, like in a dream.

Yan Zimo raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, this is the situation again!It was the same as it had been many times before.

What is going on here?
Looking at the plum blossoms falling in the wind, those elegant eyes gradually became a little confused, the scenery in front of me was like smoke and fog, and there seemed to be an illusory figure in the hazy moonlight, standing in the morning mist Seri waved to him.

Yan Zimo stared at her, trying to see her face clearly, but in the end because the fog was too blurry, he could only catch a glimpse of an illusory shadow.

who is she?
Why do I see her every time, but why can't I see her clearly?

There is a cool breeze blowing past the ears, and dreamlike whispers float in the wind, gentle and whispering, like soft words between lovers, tempting people's hearts a little bit.

Who is calling him?again and again……

Half-dream and half-awake, Yan Zimo was bewitched by that voice, and followed that blurred figure, his footsteps faltered a little, and he was wearing a blue shirt, dotted with falling flowers, elegant like a fairy in a painting.

"Young Master Yan!"

Just as he was chasing that dreamy phantom farther and farther away, Lin Wushuang's voice cut across the sky, and in an instant, all the whispers and calls permeating the space stopped abruptly, and disappeared in an instant.

Yan Zimo's figure suddenly paused, and his blurred eyes regained a little clarity.He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow lightly, not knowing what was wrong with him...

"Young Master Yan!"

Lin Wushuang rushed over quickly, looked at the slightly thin figure in the night wind, and couldn't help frowning with a little sadness between his brows, "Young Master Yan, the doctor is here! Let the doctor show you!"

Yan Zimo raised his eyes to look at her, perhaps because he rushed all the way away and rushed back anxiously. Even though it was a cold night, she was sweating profusely, and a layer of tiny ice crystals formed on the hair on her forehead. , In the moonlight, there is a faint light.

Yan Zimo looked at her, his elegant eyes moved slightly, his thin lips pursed, but he only said, "Thank you, girl."

Lin Wushuang shook his head and waved to the doctor rushing behind him, "Hurry up! Show him what's wrong? Is he sick? Or something else?"

It was an elderly doctor with a medicine box on his back, his temples were slightly frosted, but his eyes were clear and restrained.

"Young master, please extend your hand."

Yan Zimo glanced at the doctor, stretched out his left hand and rolled up his sleeve, "Thank you."

The old doctor took the pulse very seriously, and as time passed, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and the expression on his face seemed to be confused and surprised.

Lin Wushuang watched from the side, anxious in his heart, and urged him from time to time, "Doctor, how is the diagnosis? What's wrong with him?"

The old doctor seemed to have encountered a very puzzling problem, and kept checking the pulse repeatedly, but did not answer the two-digit question.

Yan Zimo, on the other hand, looked at Lin Wushuang's unconcealable anxiety and worry, and couldn't help comforting him softly, "Miss Wushuang, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Lin Wushuang heard the words, turned to look at him, moved his mouth, but finally said nothing.

It's all right! ?I'm afraid he himself didn't know how pale his face was before! ?It was the first time she saw him so weak!His face was pale, he was sweating like rain, and there was unbearable pain between his brows. How could people believe that there was nothing serious?
Moreover, when she came back just now, he stumbled towards the distant grove as if he had lost his soul. She called him several times and he didn't respond at all!As if he couldn't hear her voice, it wasn't until she rushed behind him and yelled that he suddenly came back to his senses like waking up from a dream!
This phenomenon is too weird!

Inexplicably, it reminded her of the stories of strange powers and gods that she had heard since she was a child.Those who have their souls taken away by others can't hear the sound of the outside world, and can't see the outside world. They just open a pair of empty eyes and walk in one direction persistently but aimlessly. People know where they are going, as if there is a force in the dark that is pulling them.

She had heard many stories like this. Some said it was soul-inducing technique, while others said it was soul-absorbing. In short, it was to manipulate people's consciousness through some weird and evil secret techniques, and slowly turn people into puppets.

At that time, it sounded just for fun, and I didn't take it seriously at all.But just now, seeing Mr. Yan's situation, she thought of these inexplicably.

Really similar!

But, probably not!After all, those are just hearsay, mostly fabricated by storytellers who travel the rivers and lakes to entertain people in teahouses when they have nothing to do.

How can there be such an evil, mysterious and weird demon magic in this world?
Mr. Yan must be sick!Isn't sickness sometimes hallucinating?When she used to have a fever, she was often in a daze and didn't wake up at all.

Lin Wushuang was full of thoughts, but he heard the old doctor sigh, full of puzzlement, "Young master, this pulse is really unprecedented! It seems normal, but there are some abnormalities, but if you examine it carefully, there is no problem! This old man is a doctor. I have never seen such a pulse in half my life!"

"What!?" Lin Wushuang lost his composure when he heard this, and grabbed the old doctor's arm, "What are you talking about? Why didn't I understand! Mr. Yan, is he sick or not! ?”

Lin Wushuang was always a straightforward and quick-tempered girl, this grab surprised the old doctor, but she was a martial arts practitioner, her hands were so strong that the old doctor couldn't shake off her arms.

"Miss Wushuang, don't be rude to the old man."

Yan Zimo looked at her and spoke softly, without any reproach. Lin Wushuang let go of the old doctor's hand, twisted a pair of heroic crescent eyebrows, puzzled, "Old doctor, repeat what you said. Is Mr. Yan sick? ?”

"It should be... not sick."

The old doctor weighed his words, also frowning tightly, with a surprised and contemplative expression.Lin Wushuang was very dissatisfied when he heard that, "If you are sick, you are sick, if you are not sick, you are not sick! What do you mean you should not be sick? Isn't it too irresponsible for you to say that?"

The old doctor was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid it's because I don't have much talent and learning, and I really can't diagnose this young man's problem, so please ask the girl to find another expert."

After finishing speaking, the old doctor shook his head and turned to leave, but was grabbed by Lin Wushuang, "Hey! How could you just leave like this? Where can I find the doctor in the middle of the night!"

"This..." The old doctor frowned, a little embarrassed, "But the old man is really powerless!"

"Then you have to prescribe some medicine for him, right? His heart hurts just now, you prescribe him some painkillers!"

Hearing this, the old doctor couldn't help but looked at Yan Zimo again, and shook his head slightly, "But, this old man just diagnosed the pulse, and this young man has nothing wrong with his pulse, so don't take this medicine indiscriminately!"

"Why does he have a heartache when he's fine?" Lin Wushuang was anxious, staring at the old doctor, "You old doctor is really talkative! You can prescribe the medicine if you are asked! I won't give you the money for the medicine !"

"This... I don't mean that. It's just that this young man doesn't seem to be sick, nor does he seem to be poisoned..."

"It's not sick? It's not poisoning either? Then why does he suddenly have a heartache when he's so good? It can't be..." Lin Wushuang frowned and muttered to himself. , do you know how to exorcise evil spirits? I think Mr. Yan is bewitched nine times out of ten! How about you exorcise evil spirits for him?"

Yan Zimo: "..."

The old doctor was startled when he heard the words, took a step back slightly, and looked at Yan Zimo with suspicious eyes, "This... this young man is bewitched, bewitched? It doesn't look like it!"

"It must be the bewitched!" Lin Wushuang recalled the scene he saw outside, and he became more and more convinced that Zimo was the bewitched, "He just walked towards the barren mountains and mountains in front of him, he must be the bewitched! Boss, you..."

However, before Lin Wushuang finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice as elegant as the autumn wind, "Miss Wushuang, I am not bewitched."

The voice was clear and elegant, as clear as jade, and it was very pleasant to hear, and there was no trace of anger or dissatisfaction. Lin Wushuang felt a little embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "Uh... this... Mr. Yan, don't misunderstand Actually, I, I have no other meaning. I just..." I'm so worried!

"Miss Wushuang doesn't need to explain, I know it all."

Yan Zimo smiled, that smile was as indifferent and noble as an ice lotus flower blooming in the wind and snow, which made Lin Wushuang's mind inadvertently shaken. After realizing it, his face was a little hot, and he hurriedly looked away, "That...hehe... As long as you don't get angry...Old doctor, look at this medicine..."

"This young master doesn't seem to be sick. I still suggest that the girl hire another famous doctor for the young master, so as not to delay the young master due to lack of knowledge and knowledge."

The old doctor was very sincere, although Lin Wushuang was worried and wanted to ask for an accurate answer, but Zimo didn't want to embarrass the old doctor, so he called Nanxun to send him back.

After the old doctor left, Lin Wushuang still couldn't hide his worry, and looked at Yan Zimo from time to time, "Mr. Yan, are you really okay? You were so scary just now..."

Yan Zimo smiled slightly, "I'm fine, I'm sorry for scaring the girl."

Lin Wushuang quickly waved his hands, "No, no! Mr. Yan, please don't say that! And these are not important, what matters is your body!"

Although the old doctor said that there was nothing wrong with the diagnosis.But that's what makes it all the more worrying, isn't it?

If you are really sick, prescribe some medicine and drink for a few days and you will be fine!You can rest assured!This is obviously abnormal, but the problem cannot be diagnosed, which really makes people feel uncomfortable in the dormitory!
Thinking about it, Lin Wushuang couldn't help sighing again, looking gloomy.Yan Zimo was walking beside her, and as long as he lowered his head slightly, he could see her tightly wrinkled facial features, his eyes moved slightly, and a faint wave flashed across his eyes.

"Miss Wushuang, I am really fine, there is no need to worry."

Lin Wushuang stopped, looked up at him, looked at him for a while, and suddenly broke into a smile, "Yes! You will be fine!"

The moonlight was just right, the breeze was cool and the night was cool, Yan Zimo looked sideways slightly, looking at her heroic figure, and a very shallow smile slowly rose from the corner of his lips, "It's late at night, Miss Wushuang, go to bed early."

"Well! You should go to bed early too! Go to the town tomorrow and see some doctors again."

Tonight, because it's late, many pharmacies are closed!The old doctor was about to close the door, but she squeezed him in just in time, and arrested him involuntarily.

If you can't find out what's going on in a day, you can't feel at ease.

……

The next day, Lin Wushuang really went to see many doctors again. However, every doctor who gave Yan Zimo a pulse said the same thing.

The pulse is weird!It seems normal but there are some abnormalities, but it is normal after a detailed diagnosis!
This kind of pulse does not seem to be sick or poisoned, it is really difficult to determine!
All the famous doctors in the town were invited by Lin Wushuang, but none of them got a diagnosis.

In addition to being dejected, Lin Wushuang became more determined to find out the problem!

However, Yan Zimo stopped her from going to the doctor.

He began to experience this condition more than a month ago, and the time interval between attacks is not regular. So far, he has had five attacks in total, and the symptoms of each time are almost the same.

And it was from the third attack that the phantom began to appear.

Every time it was very blurry, except that it was a woman, I couldn't see clearly at all.

"Young Master Yan..."

Standing under the tree, Lin Wushuang looked at Yan Zimo who was sitting at the bamboo table with a cup of tea in his hand but was distracted. After hesitating again and again, he couldn't help but say, "Why don't we go back to the capital? Ruoer's medical skills are so good. Well, she must have a way..."

Hearing this, Yan Zimo's fingers clinging to the white jade cup tightened slightly, and Piaoyuan's thoughts returned to his senses in an instant. The clear and light sunlight fell on the pair of black jade-like elegant eyes, fainting a little blurred halo, But people couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

Lin Wushuang watched and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She also knew that Mr. Yan definitely didn't want to go back to the capital right now.But……

In terms of medical skills, she has never seen anyone with better medical skills than Ruoer!In the past few days, she has invited countless doctors, including some well-known old doctors, but they are helpless.

"Mr. Yan, Ruo'er wrote a letter before, saying that he misses you very much. Besides, you have been out for so long, why don't you go back first?"

……

On this day, Yun Qianruo and his party came to a small town called Peach Blossom Valley.

It is also a wonderful sight. It is not long after New Year's Eve, and the weather is still cold, but this small town called Peach Blossom Valley has a pleasant climate, just like a spring day.When I first arrived in the town, I could see peach blossom forests stretching for several miles everywhere.

When the wind blows, peach blossoms fall like rain. From a distance, they look like butterflies flying and dancing, blurring the eyes, and when you are in it, you feel like falling into the fairyland.

The carriage drove all the way, shuttled between the charming peach forests, Yun Qianruo couldn't help but lift the curtain, leaned half of her body out of the window, stretched out her hand to catch the falling peach blossoms, and exclaimed, "It's like walking in a painting! "

Bei Mingfeng rode forward, walked side by side with the carriage, turned his head to look at her, "Like this place?"

Yun Qianruo raised her eyebrows and gave him a sideways glance, "Why? Could it be that you are going to build a Taohuawu here to live in seclusion?"

Bei Mingfeng looked at her radiant little face, and there was a trace of subtle tenderness in his eyes, "If you like it, why not?"

"Cut!" Yun Qianruo couldn't help but cast a contemptuous look at him, "You said it as if you were going to marry Dongling!"

Could it be that they don't need to go back to Beiyan to live after they get married?
Actually!It doesn't matter where she is, the key is that the old man wants to be together!She will absolutely never leave Dad alone!
She is a good girl!Resolutely don't be that unworthy son who has a daughter-in-law and forgets her mother!

"Princess, our master is very willing to marry here!"

Yun Qianruo was slandering, Yexiu's joyful voice wafted in her ears, and when she looked up, she saw that he had come up on a donkey at some point, and was looking at her with a trembling smile on her face. She looked up at him, and immediately added, "Actually, our master doesn't care about status at all! As long as the princess treats our master better, and treats his loyal followers better, master will be happy to marry me!"

"..." The corners of Yun Qianruo's eyes twitched slightly, she raised her hand to wipe the black line on her forehead, and raised her eyebrows to look at Bei Mingfeng, "Is this what you mean?"

Bei Mingfeng had no expression on his face, and glanced at Ye Xiu with a cold and unwavering gaze, "Military regulations, five thousand times."

"What!?" Ye Xiu jumped up from the little donkey in shock, and looked at Bei Mingfeng in disbelief, "Master, master, master!? You, you, you said it five thousand times!?! You really Aren’t you joking? Little me, me, me... How could you have the heart to destroy a loyal, caring and warm follower like this!? Master! Think again..."

"Quiet speech, three days."

Ye Xiu: "!...!...?!...!"

(End of this chapter)