Zilan

1.

"You take the Nine Deaths Returning Soul Pill I gave you as jelly beans?" The man in Tsing Yi shook the empty medicine bottle in disbelief.

"It's not a jelly bean." Yan Zhuoqing corrected, "You don't need to be heartbroken like those flowers and plants of yours died."

"Even if you have only one breath left, the Nine Deaths Returning Soul Pill can bring your life back, it is for your life." The man almost smashed the bottle on Yan Zhuoqing's head, "What is this little ailment? "

"But I think he's feeling uncomfortable. His heart feels like he's about to die. Naturally, this medicine is used in an appropriate place." Yan Zhuoqing looked at the sleeping figure in the room through the curtain, and his gaze was so tender that the man's chicken skin was shaking all over his body. pimple.

"It's alright, alright, don't be numb." The man waved his hand in distaste, out of sight, "Go with your little lover, he is no longer in serious health, and after a few years of recuperation according to the prescription I gave, he will be with ordinary people." It's almost there, but he is born with a weak heart, remember to be less angry, less worried, and be more restrained in sex."

"Ah Wan is not my little lover, he is my wife." Yan Zhuoqing corrected again.

"Whether it's a lover or a daughter-in-law, leave my Baicao Valley as soon as he wakes up."

Yan Zhuo glanced at the overgrown forest, and was about to laugh at the fact that the name was so well suited, when the man who saw what he was thinking in his heart immediately drove him away.

2.

Something happened when they left Baicao Valley, they bumped into the Jiang family.

At that time, Jiang Jiuwan was still weak in Yan Zhuoqing's arms, so he had a face-to-face meeting with the people led by Jiang Tai. Yan Zhuoqing tried to figure out who sent the news to Jiang Tai with his toes.

"Wan'er?!" Jiang Tai couldn't believe his eyes, Jiang Jiuwan would be hugged in such a posture, and asked Yan Zhuoqing in a bad tone, "What did you do to Wan'er?"

Seeing his inappropriate appearance by his elders, Jiang Jiuwan was ashamed and wanted to stand down by himself, but Yan Zhuoqing's hand was firmly restrained, so he could only continue to maintain this movement and blushed and said to Jiang Tai; " Uncle, you misunderstood, Daxia Yan hugged me because I was unwell..."

Jiang Tai saw that although his complexion was slightly pale, his breath was not weak, on the contrary, he was better than before leaving home. It can be seen that Yan Zhuoqing did not treat him badly, but Jiang Tai still didn't have a good look at Yan Zhuoqing: "Since Wan'er If there is nothing wrong, then this matter will not be pursued. Come here, let's go home."

As he spoke, he walked towards Jiang Jiuwan, but Yan Zhuoqing also stepped back at the same time, Jiang Tai was about to get angry when Jiang Jiuwan shook his head: "Uncle, I want to be with Great Xia Yan."

Jiang Tai glanced around among them, and suddenly understood something, his face sank: "Wan'er, do you want to be like Ah Zhu? Repeat the same mistakes!"

"Uncle, I'm not my mother." Jiang Jiuwan looked at him without fear, "And Hero Yan is just Hero Yan."

Jiang Jiuwan's eyes were firm, with Jiang Zhu's stubbornness that even he didn't know, Jiang Tai sighed and stroked the top of his hair.

"The Jiang family will always be your home, come back if you are wronged." He said this to Jiang Jiuwan, and was also a warning to Yan Zhuoqing.

Although he knew that Jiang Tai's eyes looked as if he was going to chop him up, Yan Zhuoqing still spoke, cherishing it and saying: "I will never have this opportunity, I will take good care of Ah Wan, he is mine."

"That would be the best." Jiang Tai let out a cold snort to get out of the way.

3.

Anjiazhuang is a small village with not many people, so peaceful and isolated from the world.

Two figures, one black and one white, were picking vegetables.

"This is the lady of the Yan family. I haven't seen her for a long time. It's really distressing to see how thin she is. Come and make up for it." The old lady who sold vegetables kept stuffing them with vegetables, and added a few red dates, When it was time to pay, the old lady waved her hands again and again, "I haven't been able to thank Master Yan Wu for helping me drive away those local hooligans last time, and Master Yan Wu took good care of my tiger on weekdays, what are these?"

"Thank you grandma." Jiang Jiuwan couldn't postpone it, so he had no choice but to take it, and thanked him softly.

The old lady looked at their backs and sighed, the Yan family was really miserable, not to mention the appearance of both of them was ruined, the lady of the Yan family was still weak and unable to have children, it's a pity, they are all good people.

No one except Yan Zhuoqing knew that this lady of the Yan family was actually a man, and she was still blushing at the old lady calling him.

When Jiang Jiuwan first came to Anjiazhuang, he was weak and inconvenient to go out. When he was finally able to go out, the passers-by had a lady from the Yan family on the left and a lady from the Yan family on the right, making him blush, and only then did he know what Yan Zhuoqing had spread. information.

Yan Zhuoqing laughed in a low voice, Jiang Jiuwan twisted his arm in shame, and turned his head to ignore him.

"Miss, I know I'm wrong, don't be angry." There were two layers of gauze, but the hot air broke into Jiang Jiuwan's ears as if without hindrance, disturbing his heartbeat like a drum, and he was reluctant to shake off Yan Zhuoqing took his hand.

At this moment, a hoarse female voice came from behind.

"Yan Zhuoqing?!"

Fan Jianglong almost didn't recognize Yan Zhuoqing when he saw him like this. He didn't have a sword, was dressed in common clothes, and carried a vegetable basket. Or the nameless swordsman who killed the ghost.

"I didn't expect you to become like this now."

"Which one does it look like?" Yan Zhuoqing replied casually, her eyes following the white clothes who were looking at the embroidery not far away.

"An ordinary person." After Fan Jianglong finished speaking, he also felt ridiculous, how could Yan Zhuoqing be ordinary.

"Isn't that good?" Yan Zhuoqing smiled, and Fan Jianglong couldn't believe it came out of his mouth.

"Don't you hate restraint the most? Staying in this small place is your pleasure?"

Yan Zhuoqing shook his head: "No."

"It's just because I have found my happiness." Under the black gauze, the sharp eyebrows and eyes were incredibly gentle.

Fan Jianglong was speechless, she was so blessed that she knew who Yan Zhuoqing was talking about.

On the surface, Young Master Jiang was picking up embroidery, but his mind was on the two people who were communicating with each other. Although he walked away by himself, Jiang Jiuwan still couldn't help himself to pay attention to that side.

Suddenly, something hit his leg, Jiang Jiuwan looked down, it was a fat baby.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I, I lost my mind just now." The fat baby apologized in a childish voice, and kept looking behind Jiang Jiuwan.

Jiang Jiuwan followed his gaze. He was looking at an old man selling candied haws. To be more precise, he was looking at candied haws tied on straw handles.

Playfully stroking the fat baby who was staring at the candied haws drooling, Jiang Jiuwan bought a candied haws, knelt down and handed it to him.

The fat baby was overjoyed, and hugged Jiang Jiuwan's neck: "Thank you sister."

Jiang Jiuwan was almost thrown by him, but fortunately, there were hands behind him wrapping around his waist, and he pulled him away from the fat baby's embrace.

Just at this time, the fat baby's mother also arrived, and while thanking Jiang Jiuwan, she scolded the fat baby for running around, and took him away by the ear.

"Zhuoqing, you can let go now." The two of them were still in a half-embracing posture, and they looked like this on the street, Jiang Jiuwan didn't dare to open his eyes to see what passers-by were looking at.

Yan Zhuoqing tightened his hands: "I want to wipe away the breath of others."

Jiang Jiuwan sensitively sensed that his mood was not right, and worried, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yan Zhuoqing wrapped his hand that was attached to him, no matter how childish his words were, "My lady, buy me a candied haws, and I will let you go."

Jiang Jiuwan blushed again because of the lingering words: "Okay."

"Zhuoqing." The young man in white smiled and reached out to give him a candied haws.

Yan Zhuoqing looked at him seriously, from the plain white hands to the crystal clear red candied haws, and then to the white gauze, he could imagine that the little boy's face must be redder than the candied haws, more gorgeous and more beautiful. tasty.

"Zhuo Qing?" Seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, Jiang Jiuwan tilted his head in doubt.

Yan Zhuoqing finally moved, but he didn't take the candied haws.

He took Su Bai's hand and brought it close to his ear.

"Ah Wan, you should call me your husband."

The author has something to say: it's over.