Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Zhuge Ming was very satisfied with this answer. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "When can you come to work?"

Wen Yi smiled beautifully, "Right now, I can do it right away."

Now? We don't have it here. Do you have a place to stay? I heard that you're holding a donkey. You must have just entered the capital, right? "You can put off for a few days until you find a place to stay.

"No need, there are a lot of inns. I can just find an inn and stay there." Wen Yi stood up and said: "I'll go tell my donkey first, then we can start our diagnosis right away."

Zhuge Ming was startled, "Tell your donkey? Is your donkey really just a donkey? "

Wen Yi said with certainty: "I'm sure it's really just a donkey, but it's my only family now."

Zhuge Ming's face was gentle as he looked at this girl who was very clear and resolute. He didn't know why, but a trace of pity appeared in his heart.

After all, staying at an inn was not a long term solution. Zhuge Ming found a house for Wen Yi.

The house was located near the infirmary. It was a very small house with two rooms and a small courtyard. The main hall was slightly larger than the room itself. Zhuge Ming didn't know whether Wen Yi had the money or not, so he bought her what she needed everyday.

Wen Yi built a donkey shed in In the courtyard, for her to live in. In order to prevent the Chief of Hair from being too lonely, she had picked up a stray dog from the street. In this house, a man, a dog and a donkey lived together.

The dog's fur was all black, and when it was seen on the street, it was completely dirty. Wen Yi boiled a big pot of hot water and bathed it, causing the dog to run around the room. But just then, when Wen Yi threw out a meat dog head, it softened and obeyed Wen Yi's command.

The dog was also human. He had always been looking for food in the streets, and anyone who was unhappy could kick his feet a few times. No one had ever given him anything to eat.

After Wen Yi finished showering it, she used a towel to dry its fur and carried it on her knees to comb its hair. Then, she began to search its body for a flea.

The dog acted obediently in front of Wen Yi, and Wen Yi called it Charcoal. This was because its entire body was as black as a piece of charcoal.

After working at the Kang Yu Medical Hospital for a few days, Wen Yi felt that life was very fulfilling. In the beginning, the doctors at the infirmary looked down on her because they thought her medical skills were mediocre. However, after seeing her use acupuncture, they all wrote "submit".

Zhuge Ming had been observing her in secret the whole time, and someone was reporting her every move to him. He hoped in the bottom of his heart that this girl was really the consort Wen Yi from back then.He was also called Wen Yi. She knew acupuncture and was also a sunny girl. The most important thing was that he gave people a feeling that he was Wen Yi.

However, after he had probed her many times, it was as if she didn't feel anything from her past, as if there wasn't even the slightest bit of doubt in her expression. He could not miss even a trace of expression on her face when he was observing her in detail. Thus, after logical analysis, he felt that she was not.

Especially after she found out that Song Yunqian's temperament had greatly changed because of the death of the wangfei, she only praised him for his deep feelings for her prince, then didn't show any other expression. Humans were not like plants and vegetation. If she was an imperial concubine and a man acted like this for her, she would definitely be moved.

But she didn't!

If she really did not have a heart of stone, then there could only be one conclusion, and that was that she was not Princess Wen Yi.

In fact, how could a person's death bring him back to life again and again? He was a doctor, and he knew that life was precious, but he could not repeat it. Before, for some unknown reason, she could have possessed Yang Luoyi's body. However, he believed that it was an extremely fortuitous event, and extremely rare. Or maybe it was just a guess that there was no possession at all.

There was disappointment, but how could there be so much disappointment when there was no such hope these years? Fortunately, he did not inform Song Yunqian about this matter in advance. Otherwise, Song Yunqian would have known that the outcome was not as he had expected, and that the despair in his heart was something he could not bear.

Except, after eliminating all these, he still did not deny Wen Yi's brilliant medical skills.

So, after observing her for half a month, this afternoon, he called her in to his study and invited her to sit down to tell him about Ke Er's matter.

"This patient has been unconscious for four years, and these four years, she has been living off of the ginseng soup and all sorts of soup." This patient has been unconscious for four years, and these four years, she has been living off the ginseng soup and all kinds of soup.

Hearing that, Wen Yi frowned, she thought for a moment, then raised her head and said: "Just that, even the royal doctors have diagnosed, I'm afraid that I am also powerless."

Zhuge Ming said: "Try your best. Since it's like this, even if you can't treat it, it won't be any worse than right now."

Wen Yi nodded, "Alright, I'll give it a try."

"Okay, then come with me to the palace tomorrow." Seeing her startled expression, he said: "I forgot to tell you, this patient is the junior sister of the Ning an report, and is currently residing in the Duke Palaces!"

"Ning an report? The one you told me you couldn't forget about your dead wife? " Wen Yi asked.

"That's right!" Zhuge Ming replied as he looked at her expression.

Wen Yi made an "oh" sound, and sighed: "This prince is so good to his wife, I think that the couple must have loved each other a lot before."

Zhuge Ming acknowledged, "Yes, they love each other."

"What a pity!" Wen Yi sighed.

Unfortunately, whether it was pity or pity, at this moment, it could only be a sigh from her lips.

On this morning, Wen Yi woke up very early to wash up. After she finished, she rolled up her hair, used the hairpin to put it away diagonally, and because it was a dry autumn day and she had been out for a few nights, she could not sleep well, so her eye circles were obvious. She wanted to put on some makeup and only after looking around the entire house did she realize that she had not bought any cosmetic powder before.

However, she was ultimately going to the prince's mansion and couldn't wear it like she usually did. Thus, she changed into a long blue silk dress, beat an egg, and then spread the egg white on her face.

She went out and opened the door. The person who came was dressed in jade white brocade and there was a mocking smile on his face, "You woke up early in the morning and wanted to go see him? The feeling of spring is overflowing! "

Wen Yi glared at him snappily. "I can't be angry or smile, there will be wrinkles."

"You have to hold on to your health every day. What's the use of hugging each other for such a short period of time?" The one who came was Zhu Fangyuan, the foster son of the Old General Zhu and also from Wen Yi's modern village. All these years, he had been in contact with Wen Yi and sent letters back and forth, so he knew about Wen Yi's plan to return to the capital. He had helped to build the Chief of Hair's shed.

Wen Yi frowned, "Where did you get the time to do that?"

Zhu Fangyuan rolled his eyes at her as he continued to greet the Chief of Hair, "Chief of Hair, I'll bring you and Charcoal for a stroll today!"

Wen Yi said: "Last time when you took Charcoal to the beach, he soaked in water and caught a cold. She hasn't recovered yet, so don't take him to the beach today."

"Don't worry, I'll take them on a trip today and have a good time before coming back." Zhu Fangyuan held the charcoal, looked at its nose and said: "You really have a cold, it's not good to ask Old Wen to give you a shot."

Charcoal seemed to understand what he was saying and started to shout in protest.

Wen Yi said snappily: "It's very smart, when it saw me take the needles, it ran away without a trace."

Zhu Fangyuan put it down, hugged Wen Yi's shoulders, and asked with concern: "How is it? Are you prepared to face him? "

Wen Yi said: "Calm down."

"Normal? You definitely won't be able to do it. What are you trying to cover up in front of me? In these three years, you have never let him go, otherwise, you wouldn't have come back today. " Zhu Fangyuan walked towards the room with her.

I came back to the capital for him, but I have told you many times, I came back for his legs. Three years ago, my acupuncture of gold was too young, so I couldn't completely cure it, and I believe that once it is winter, his legs will start to feel numb, and I need to give him the acupuncture, blood and Qi again. Furthermore, it will take half a month. Wen Yi explained everything to him, and she had told Zhu Fangyuan all these countless of times, so she did not need to explain as Zhu Fangyuan understood her intention.

She was telling him what she wanted to hear, and once again she was certain of her purpose in coming back, and she wouldn't allow herself to have any other presumptuous thoughts.

Zhu Fangyuan poured water for himself, and added some tea leaves into the water, and said as he brewed: "I actually don't understand you, you have been back for almost half a month, and yet you are able to calm down and not look at him? He had returned to the capital in the early autumn, and when he heard that he had been severely injured, he almost lost his life. In these three years, he had gone to war for his country, and had recovered quite a lot of territory. However, you should know in your heart that he is not doing this for the sake of the position of crown prince. "

Wen Yi used warm water to wash her face and sat in front of her makeup table. Looking at her appearance in the mirror, she said lightly: "If I didn't tell you that I am Wen Yi, would you still recognize me?"

"I believe that what he cares about is not your appearance. Moreover, your previous appearance isn't yours either." Zhu Fangyuan said.

Wen Yi laughed bitterly, "Yes, my previous body wasn't mine either, but just as my master said, my current body doesn't fit well with my soul either. Even though Master didn't say it, I know that I won't live much longer. I won't be as lucky as I was last time to find a body again. Even I don't know what my future path is going to be. What kind of promise can I give him? He knows I'm dead now, so let him take it slowly. Besides, I haven't been with him for long, so he might not really fall in love with me.

Zhu Fangyuan silently sighed. He was a man, and knew that even if a man's heart was filled with guilt and gratitude, it wouldn't change because of it. There were only two reasons why a man could be so thoroughly changed: hatred and love.

But just as Wen Yi had said, even if she truly believed that he loved her deeply, so what? In the end, they could not be together. Wen Yi's master, who was also that deity, had said that Wen Yi could not fit into this body, and she would leave sooner or later. Moreover, this date wasn't too far away.

Rather than letting Song Yunqian receive the blow of losing her at that time, it would be better to not let him know that Wen Yi was still alive. This was because a man's heart was actually very fragile.