Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 765 Four Years Later (4)
Yuyan took a deep breath, and said with a gloomy expression: "Yes! I don't know if the family is okay, and if they miss us."

Zhiran pursed her lips and said nothing more.

She knew that Yuyan had always had a knot in her heart, and she couldn't let go of the prince, and she was worried about the prince.

Fortunately, there are only a few months left, and when this period passes, everything will be fine.

The next day, when Zhiran was practicing martial arts in the back mountain, Feng Feiyu walked over quietly.

Zhiran looked sideways at him, then looked around, and finally opened her mouth, "Are you here to find me?"

Feng Feiyu stepped forward with a calm expression, took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Zhiran.

Zhiran was stunned for a while, thinking of what Yuyan said yesterday, she said with some resistance, "No need."

Feng Feiyu looked at Zhiran silently, with some inquisitive brows.

In this Feng Clan, if Zhiran still had friends, it might be Feng Feiyu. Although they didn't meet every day, even in crowded places, they would deliberately keep a distance.

But the feeling between each other is very good, there are not many words, even standing together quietly, there is also a feeling of peace of mind.

Only when Zhi Ran was standing with Feng Feiyu could she calm down a bit, and she didn't have to constantly guess whether the other party was thinking of some ghostly plan to plot against her.

A trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed in Feng Feiyu's dark eyes, he opened his lips and asked, "Why did you say those things yesterday?"

Zhiran raised her sleeve and gently wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, then asked nonchalantly, "Are you referring to what I said to the elders in the meeting hall?"

"En!" Feng Feiyu responded lightly.

Unable to see Zhiran's careless appearance, the handkerchief she was holding was tightly squeezed, but she didn't hold back, and raised her hand to gently wipe Zhiran's forehead.

Zhiran subconsciously hid for a while, but saw Feng Feiyu's hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment, and immediately took the handkerchief with some embarrassment.

And said with a smile: "I don't dare to bother Feng Feiyu, the most beautiful man of our Feng clan, to wipe my sweat personally. If other girls see it, they will definitely kill me."

A helpless wry smile flashed in Feng Feiyu's eyes, but she didn't pursue the matter.

After Zhiran finished wiping off his sweat, the big lala threw the handkerchief over again, and then he folded the handkerchief and asked, "Do you really want me to marry your sister?"

"Of course not!" Zhi Ran blurted out.

Feng Feiyu's hand to fold the handkerchief froze, and he raised his eyes, full of joy.

However, Zhiran didn't notice Feng Feiyu's change, and said to herself: "My sister has a sweetheart, why did she marry you, but she just used you as a shield."

"By the way, since I met you here, let me tell you clearly! From the standpoint of a friend, I can give you some advice. You must not like my sister. She has a sweetheart, lest you come Time to be sad."

Feng Feiyu's eyes dimmed immediately, and said in a cool voice: "So that's how it is!"

Only then did Zhiran realize Feng Feiyu's abnormality, and approached with a smile, teasingly asked: "Isn't it? You don't take it seriously, do you? Or do you really like my sister?"

Feng Feiyu calmed down, and said very calmly: "You think too much."

Zhiran shrugged, seeing Feng Feiyu say this, she stopped looking into it, and said: "It's fine to think too much, the second elder wants you to be her grandson-in-law, so he probably wouldn't suggest that you marry my second sister , if there is such a proposal, remember to reject it!"

Feng Feiyu nodded, it was considered to have complied with Zhiran's request.

Zhi Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

She just remembered now, and asked, "By the way, you came here to find me on purpose. What's the matter?"

Feng Feiyu chuckled lightly and said, "I already have news about what you asked me to ask before."

Zhiran's eyes lit up, and she asked in disbelief: "Really? Is there any news? How is it? What is the situation?"

Feng Feiyu glanced at Zhiran lightly, and said, "I've checked Fengzhen's tone."

Zhiran's expression of joy froze, she looked Feng Feiyu up and down strangely, and narrowed her eyes in embarrassment: "Although I am curious about the way to enter the Baihua Forest, you don't have to sacrifice your pure life for this matter." body!"

Feng Feiyu raised his hand and tapped Zhi Ran's forehead, and lightly reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhiran covered her slightly sore forehead, took a step back, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It's fine if you don't have it, it's fine if you don't have it."

Behind Feng Feiyu's helpless eyes, there is a pampering that is not easy to detect.

"Feng Zhen gave me a pill that goes in and out of Baifenglin, but I don't know if it's true or not."

While Feng Feiyu was speaking, he took out a small box from his waist and handed it to Zhiran.

Zhiran took it and opened it directly, sniffed it lightly and said, "It's colorless and odorless, but it's the same as the record I saw in Zangshu Pavilion."

Feng Feiyu was worried that Zhiran would leave the Feng Clan impulsively, and persuaded: "There is only one pill here, and you don't know the authenticity, so you can't just wander into the Baihua Forest."

Zhiran put Zhiran into her arms without any hassle, and jokingly asked with a smile: "Do you really think I'm stupid? I will naturally try to find a way to verify the authenticity. Why would I just break into the Baihua Forest at random? If I wanted to, I would have done so long ago. Why wait so many years."

Feng Feiyu looked at Zhiran's movements, feeling a little lonely, but quickly restrained her expression.

He asked: "You have always wanted to know the way to enter Baihua Forest, do you want to leave the Phoenix Clan?"

Zhi Ran shook her head and said, "No! Although I don't have much affection for the Feng Clan, I have no plans to leave the Feng Clan at the moment. I have an agreement with the Great Elder."

Feng Feiyu raised her lips and smiled lightly.

Zhiran's eyes froze, and she looked at Feng Feiyu bewilderedly, only to feel that when he smiled all over the city, there was a feeling that the world paled in an instant.

Feng Feiyu raised his hand and gently scratched Zhiran's pretty nose, with a smile in his cool voice.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhi Ran didn't have the nerve to admit that she was stunned by Feng Feiyu's gaze, and felt that masculinity was misleading.

"No, I was just thinking about how to verify the authenticity of this medicine." She had been trying to figure out how to get in and out of Baihua Forest, but only the elders knew this secret.

"I heard from Feng Zhen that the most important formula in this pill is Houshan's Jiewu." Feng Feiyu did not hide what Feng Zhen had said.

Zhiran immediately frowned, feeling a sense of frustration of being slapped, and said weakly, "No way! Jiewu."

Jiewu is a unique flower in the back mountain of the Feng family. It is faint and unscented. Zhiran has many things in his daily life. Although he has seen it several times, he has never studied these flowers.

First of all, she is not interested in flowers and plants, and secondly, her life is too busy, and she has no time to care about these.

(End of this chapter)