Yanzhi was about to speak when she saw a woman from Jianghu holding the door out. The waiter followed behind and asked, "Girl, you are so injured, where are you going?"

When the waiter saw them, he hurriedly said to Ye Rongzhi: "Young master, it's good that you are here. I don't know where the girl you brought is going?" Seeing that they were both there, there were guests inside, they didn't care about them going in and working.

Yanzhi hurriedly stepped forward to support the woman. Seeing her pale face and frowned slightly, she wondered: "Miss, why are you doing so much injury?"

The woman saw Yanzhi with a kind look on her face and looked at Ye Rongzhi's demeanor. She didn't think she was a villain. "It turns out that you saved me. Thank you two. But I have too many enemies, and this inn is mixed with fish. If you are not careful, they will find it."

How could the rabbit that Yanzhi finally caught easily make her escape easily? "But you can't go much farther than this. If you faint halfway through again, wouldn't it be even more dangerous?"

She pretended to think for a moment, then looked at Ye Rongzhi and asked, "I wonder if you are in a convenient place to stay or not, this girl?"

Ye Rongzhi looked at her bent eyes and said with a deep meaning: "It is convenient to be convenient, but the lonely man and widowed woman live together in the same room, which will inevitably damage the girl's reputation." He paused for a moment and smiled obediently at Yanzhi as if he was young, and said softly: "It is better for the Master to live together, and he will not let others gossip about it."

Yanzhi nodded quickly when she heard this. As long as he was willing to take it in, everything else would naturally be easy to say.

"I'll go to the inn first to see if there are carriages, so you can wait here."

There is only this inn outside the town, and it is still a question whether there is a carriage. If the three of them did not have the hiking speed, they were really too big. I don’t know when this woman’s enemy would come. If they meet, it would be a disaster.

Yanzhi held the woman and felt that she was shaking and unable to stand steadily. Her face was so pale that she could just lie in the coffin like a dead person. Yanzhi said worriedly, "Is it okay for a girl?"

Shen Wan smiled pale when she heard this, and forced herself to breathe a sigh of relief and said proudly: "Don't worry, girl, those unknown juniors are not even hurting me." As soon as she finished speaking, she spit out a mouthful of blood without warning.

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Yanzhi saw her pale face clearly in the blood mist. She wiped her face with her hands and said carefully: "Why wouldn't a girl lie down first and take care of her spirit?"

Shen Wan coughed violently, almost coughing her lungs out of her throat. She covered her mouth with her hands and said to Yanzhi, "What the girl said is reasonable, I will take care of myself first." After that, she lay down on the spot, closed her eyes to rest.

Yanzhi felt that she was lying like this, standing by herself, and then looking at the pool of blood on the ground, which was quite not very good-looking, so she lifted her skirt and sat on the ground.

Soon, Ye Rongzhi came back. Seeing this scene, there was no trace of turmoil on his face. It turned out that he had been having too many experiences since childhood. Now the description of the murder scene can be regarded as not seeing it. He stepped forward and helped Yanzhi up, "It's better there is a carriage."

"That would be great, otherwise we might have to find a mass grave to rest for a night."

The groom behind him heard this and saw a man lying on the ground like a dead person, his eyes almost popping out, and he looked at Yanzhi with horror.

Seeing this, Yanzhi quickly bent down and helped the ground to lie down to rest. The groom looked like he was thinking too much, which made Yanzhi feel funny. He was afraid that he thought he had encountered a murderous devil.

Ye Rongzhi turned his head to the groom who followed him and said, "I'm sorry to help this girl get on the carriage first."

The groom waved his hand quickly and smiled embarrassedly, "No need to worry, no need to worry, sir, be polite." He stepped forward and helped Chen Wan onto the carriage.

Yanzhi was following behind and preparing to get on the carriage.

"Wait." Ye Rongzhi called her behind.

Yanzhi turned around and saw him coming to him, lowered her head and looked at her carefully, started to wipe the remaining blood on her face with her sleeve, and smiled slightly, "Okay."

The sun is getting stronger and the breeze is coming. The hair on the forehead of the person standing in front of him is slightly waving, and his eyebrows are as clear as spring breeze, forming a unique and beautiful color.

The groom got into the car and rushed to the nearby clinic in the town. Chen Wan was treating the wound inside, and Yanzhi sat in the outer hall with him waiting.

Yanzhi was sitting next to him at this time and felt a little uncomfortable, while Ye Rongzhi, who was standing beside him, felt relieved and embarrassed.

Chen Wan just now had trouble asking her, but now she has a lot of thoughts and doesn't know where to ask, so she picked the one she wanted to know the most and asked: "When did you recognize me?" If he said he recognized her from the beginning, what should she do? He didn't recognize each other and pretended to be deaf and dumb. What is the purpose?

Ye Rongzhi turned around and looked at her and said calmly: "I recognized it at first sight. The Master has not changed much as before."

Yanzhi frowned slightly when she heard this and asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

A few traces of loneliness appeared in his eyes, he raised his hand and gently fell on his forehead, and smiled bitterly: "The Master looked at me like that... I thought Master didn't want to recognize me."

Yanzhi didn't know that he thought so. She felt a little guilty when she saw him like this. It was indeed because she didn't want to recognize him, and she was even afraid of him. But he didn't do anything at all, but she used such malicious intentions to speculate on him.

"It's not what you think, I..." She didn't know how to explain. She couldn't say that she didn't want to recognize him because she didn't dare to recognize him, because she was afraid of his temperament, because she felt that his temperament was like a ghost in a mass grave, like a firecracker that exploded silently.

Moreover, her past is unimaginable to the people in the mortal world. She doesn't want to be stolen and burned. Naturally, the fewer people you know, the better.

She was worried too much, but she ignored his feelings only.

Yanzhi felt a little depressed. He was lonely since childhood, but he was his master but gave up halfway. She felt a little guilty and said, "I used to be a ghost creature born for the resentment of the dead, but now I am a human being. You are the only one who knows me. I am afraid that you and I will cause trouble."

Yanzhi paused, glanced at his side face, his broken hair fell on his forehead, his eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as picturesque. She whispered: "What's more, I'm used to seeing my childhood appearance, but now I've grown into an adult in the blink of an eye, and I feel a little unfamiliar with it."

Yanzhi waited for a while but couldn't see him talking. She was so uncomfortable, so she stood up and said, "I'll go and see what happened to that girl first." Yanzhi arrived at the door of the inner room and was about to lift the curtain and walk inside.

But he heard him whisper: "Master may be just a blink of an eye, but for me, it has been half a lifetime." He clearly said so calmly and without any turmoil, but it adds a little bitterness to others.

Yanzhi paused when she heard this. The doctor inside was holding a plate of medicine bottles and lifting the curtain and walking out. Seeing Yanzhi standing quietly outside the curtain, she was shocked. She shook her hand and the medicine bottles filled with plates fell to the ground, shattering the floor.

Yanzhi had no time to care about these things. She quickly turned her head and looked at Ye Rongzhi, but saw that the person who was still sitting on his head was gone.

She didn't know what to do, but he cried so sadly at that time. If she had gone there forever, there would be nothing wrong with others.

But... but she was safe and had become a living person, but she never thought about going to find him.

The old doctor was startled when he saw the girl standing at the door silently, and broke the medicine all over the floor, and complained: "If the girl wants to see a patient in, then what's wrong with standing at the door like this?"

Yanzhi looked at the broken bottle of scraps and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, doctor, it's mine, I'll clean up you now. I'll buy all these medicines at the price."

She squatted down and reached out to get the pieces, but the hand was held by someone. Yanzhi saw that the fingers were clearly white and slender, and she held her hand with a little force.

She looked upwards along the elegant and simple blue shirt, giving people a sense of painting in front of her. He smiled at her as if she had cleared the light of clouds and mist, "I'll do it."

Yanzhi has never seen such a person before. When he gets along with him, he always feels like a spring breeze. He can make people ignore what he looks like. When he thinks about it, he only thinks that he should be a person who comes out of the painting.

The author has something to say: Yanzhi: "Things went well."

Danqingshou: "Did you really not find yourself being led by him?"

Ye Rongzhi: "Oh?"
Chapter completed!