Confused Escort Confused Account

The yamen is in the depths of the market, and people outside the door come and go, with overlapping steps, trampling the remnant snow into spring mud.

Ming Yuezhu stood by the door, looking at the figure in front of her eyes, but her heart wished to float into the courtyard wall.

Bo'er stood side by side with her, waiting for the result of the pardon together.Xu Shi noticed her gloomy complexion, and the young man took a step towards her, and said intermittently: "Mr. Xiao promised...you will definitely not...you will be fine, Sister Azhu...you...you don't have to worry."

Ming Yuezhu lowered her gaze, and found that the young man was looking up at him, with complete trust written on his innocent face, as if he had no doubts about what Xiao Ran said.

Ming Yuezhu couldn't help but feel emotional. Although she had known Xiao Ran not long ago, she could faintly feel the unique qualities of this man. Obviously, his martial arts were mediocre, his appearance was not outstanding, and even his medical skills were not as good as that of his deceased brother. Power, inexplicably reassuring.

Looking into Bo'er's eyes, she finally calmed down a bit from her anxiety, and said softly, "Thank you, I also believe in Mr. Xiao."

At this time, the door of the main hall of the yamen was pushed open.The two walked out one after the other, stepped down the steps, and walked through the garden.

Xiao Ran's expression was indifferent, and his steps were steady, while Ming Yuechen cast his eyes into the distance, looking left and right.These two people were exactly what she was waiting for, and they were exactly what she expected.

Her hanging heart finally fell to the ground, she couldn't wait to run forward, gave Xiao Ran a grateful look, and then stopped in front of her sister, holding her hand.

Ming Yuechen froze for a moment, but she didn't dodge, but turned her head reluctantly, not daring to look directly at the person opposite.But he couldn't help but look sideways, secretly observing the other person's expression.

In such a situation, it was as if she had gone back to her childhood when she caused trouble and anxiously waited for her sister to punish her.

Ming Yuezhu's emotions were like a flood bursting a bank, she couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged her sister's shoulders.

Ming Yuechen felt wet on her shoulders, as if tears were dripping on her back, with a scalding temperature, she suddenly said in a panic: "Sister, you...don't cry."

Ming Yuezhu whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I can't help it..."

She stopped talking, just raised one hand, silently comforting the twitching shoulders of the person in her arms.

Such a situation is unprecedented. Both of them are no longer what they were when they were young, and they both have a brand new start.

Xiao Ran waited at the side, silent until Ming Yuezhu's sobbing gradually subsided, and then said in a relaxed tone: "There is a tea shop not far away, how about we go and have a sit?"

The four of them sat down separately, and after drinking a few cups of tea, the tense strings in their hearts relaxed one after another.

There is a bit of muddy smell in this tea soup, which was not delicious at first, but now it tastes like snow melting in deep winter, returning to the earth in spring, revealing a fresh taste.

Ming Yuechen couldn't bear his temper anymore, and began to ask about going to the mountains to collect herbs.Xiao Ran answered patiently, and finally said: "Living in the mountains is difficult and difficult, it is by no means a joke, you two must be prepared."

But Ming Yuezhu said disapprovingly: "Sir, don't underestimate us. In the past, we were tossing and turning in the desert, and our life was much more difficult. We have survived the same."

Xiao Ran was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "It seems that whether it's tea or medicine, they all taste the pain first, and then return the sweetness."

Ming Yuezhu said: "Exactly."

Ming Yuechen looked at her, shook his head and said, "Sister, I'm the only one receiving the punishment, you don't have to go with me..."

Ming Yuezhu interrupted her and said: "I will definitely go. We have been separated for so long, do we have to separate again? What's more, I also want to learn medical skills from Mr. Xiao. From now on, it will be beneficial to do more It's just that I don't know if Mr. is willing to do it?"

As she spoke, she turned her consulting gaze to Xiao Ran, who said: "Miss Azhu, when I first met you, I just thought you were courageous and courageous, which is rare among women. Now it seems that I am too Superficial, you not only value courage, but also friendship, as long as you have the heart, of course I will ask for it, and I will give it to you.”

Mingyuezhu was praised a lot, but she was faintly shy.

When she confronted Xiao Ran with swords at first, she absolutely never thought that one day she would embark on the path of practicing medicine.But in retrospect, every step she took along the way seemed to be taken for granted. Even if she was asked to choose again, she would make the same choice.

She turned to the other party and said respectfully, "Thank you sir."

The book boy on the side couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Mr. Xiao, I... when shall we leave?"

Xiao Ran said: "Naturally, the sooner the better."

Ming Yuezhu got up and said: "Then please go back to the inn and wait for me for half a day, I also want to say goodbye to my two friends."

There is a cemetery on the outskirts of Dunhuang.

It was early spring at this time, not the Ching Ming season, and naturally there was no one in the cemetery, except for a figure in black.

Shangguanqing stood under a poplar tree, facing a tombstone.

Two people were buried in that tomb, and two lines of names and surnames were engraved on the tombstone. One line of writing was already mottled and peeling off, while the other line of writing was brand new.

The cemetery was bought by the Yuan Mansion, and Shangguanqing's biological father and mother were buried in the tomb, but this was his first time here.

The poplar tree next to the tomb is said to have been planted when the wife was buried. The poplar tree grew very fast, and now the layers of branches and leaves have covered the shadows of the buildings on the ground. However, this is the first time Shangguanqing has seen this tree.

How long he stood in the shadow cast by the leaves.Occasionally, someone passing by the nearby official road would look in his direction and gossip, but no one stepped forward to disturb him.

Maybe it's because his standing posture is too steady and his expression is too focused, as if he is also a poplar tree rooted in the soil, hiding countless delicate thoughts under the rough skin, as if no one in this world can He wavered.

No, there are still people who can shake him, only one.

The man was shaking his fan and slowly climbed up the hillside, with rustling sounds from the soles of his feet, and his footsteps had a certain unique rhythm, as if everything around him was flowing with his rhythm.

The man was dressed in white, with a golden crown inlaid with onyx on his head, and his long hair was draped tightly behind his shoulders, as if even the sky was illuminated by him.

The man had come to Shangguanqing's side, and he also lowered his head, looking at the writing on the tombstone.

And Shangguanqing turned around slowly, and cast a surprised gaze on him.