187. Chapter 187 My hometown is from the capital city
Author: Lan Jiajia
Dong Yuan showed her the account books of the past few days. The items were listed very clearly and in detail, and they were easy to understand. Su Yuanyuan was chewing an apple while flipping through the account books.
At this moment, the doorway was shrouded in shadow, blocking all sunlight.
When she raised her head, she saw the young man with his neck crooked.
The young man is tall and tall, wearing a long navy blue coat and a light-colored jacket. He is handsome, with a pair of slightly upward phoenix eyes under his thick black eyebrows, and his lips under the bridge of his nose are tightly pursed.
Like a leaf overturning a boat, the whole person looked like he was not to be trifled with.
Su Yuanyuan recognized him as the young man who stood on horseback at the city gate yesterday.
He raised his eyebrows lightly and blinked his big eyes as he looked at Ye Zhiren, who was walking over with a dark face.
Ye Zhiren was not polite, walked in directly and sat on the high stool in front of the counter. He put one hand on the counter and tilted his neck to look like Su Yuanyuan.
He hadn't noticed just now, but when he took a closer look, he saw that the little woman in front of him had a small oval face, long crescent eyebrows, large, watery and shiny eyes, and the ends of her eyes were slightly raised like his, especially that
The slightly opened lips are like a blooming flower.
so similar……
She looks exactly like his mother, Princess Rongcheng.
He put away the arrogant flames just now and stared at Su Yuanyuan without hesitation.
Qingyi, who was on the side, had noticed Ye Zhiren when he came in. Their main business was to treat women, and everyone in Qishan City knew that, but this man just walked in, which meant that he had no idea at all.
Now he looked at Su Yuanyuan like this again, and subconsciously thought that she was here to cause trouble.
Then he walked over and sat next to Su Yuanyuan.
"This young master, you..."
Su Yuanyuan saw that he kept tilting his neck, and his eyes were dark, as if he had a stiff neck.
Ye Zhiren's tone slowed down a lot, and he pointed at his neck, "I have a stiff neck, please take a look."
He brought his crooked neck closer to Su Yuanyuan, but when he gently pulled his neck, he felt severe pain. Even the major general, who had never blinked when he went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, was grinning in pain at this moment.
Seeing his look, Su Yuanyuan also grinned, and gently pressed his neck with her cold fingertips, feeling the bones on it.
It could just be an improper sleeping position, or a problem with the bed and pillows.
"Let's go to the side hall first."
Stiff neck can be big or small. In the words of modern medicine, it is acute cervical periarthritis, or neck and shoulder muscle fasciitis, which is caused by muscles being in a state of tension for a long time.
Treatment can include hot compresses, acupuncture and massage.
Dong Yuan fetched a basin of hot water from the backyard. Su Yuanyuan carefully fished the towel in the hot water with her fingertips. When she saw that it was almost soaked, she took out the towel, wrung it out, and applied it to Ye Zhiren's neck.
The towel was still steaming, and Ye Zhiren let the towel lie on it without moving.
Su Yuanyuan was preparing silver needles for acupuncture at the side. She wiped them with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, while Ye Zhiren, who was sitting beside her, looked at her quietly.
The woman looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a slender figure. She nodded and lowered her eyebrows and wiped the silver needle carefully. Her long eyelashes left a small shadow on her face, and her clear pupils were hidden under this shadow.
He thought secretly in his mind, and doubts gradually arose. The climate in this city is harsh, and most of the people here are dark-skinned. How could someone like her be born who symbolizes beauty?
This person doesn't look like he's from Gishan City, but he looks like he's from the capital city.
"Is your hometown in Beijing?"
Ye Zhiren tilted his neck and looked at Su Yuanyuan. He didn't know what kind of spices were burning in this side hall. He felt calm after smelling it. The fragrance was really good. The fragrance was not sweet and greasy, but also had the sweetness of melons and fruits.
"no."
Su Yuanyuan didn't understand why Ye Zhiren asked so, but she looked at him curiously.
When the heat from the towel dissipated, Su Yuanyuan took it off and dipped it into the water again. She repeated this process back and forth three times before she was done.
The pain on Ye Zhiren's neck had eased a lot. At this time, Su Yuanyuan wiped the skin on his neck clean with a sterilized cotton ball. She pinched the silver needle with her right thumb and index finger. Ye Zhiren took a curious look and saw
The tail of the silver needle was trembling slightly, but Su Yuanyuan's eyes were firm and she inserted it into the acupuncture point quickly and accurately.
Before he could react, Su Yuanyuan inserted the silver needle.
Time passed bit by bit, and Su Yuanyuan sat at the small desk and read quietly without talking to Ye Zhiren. Ye Zhiren tilted her neck and looked at his back quietly.
Logically speaking, they are almost the same age, but she already said that her hometown is not from the capital. Could it be that he really admitted his mistake?
They have been looking for Yaoyao for more than ten years, but they have never met a girl who looks so similar to his mother.
Ye Zhiren looked at Su Yuanyuan's back, and his heart became more determined. No, he would rather make a big mistake than miss it.
Since that palace change, Yaoyao has been missing for fifteen years. His mother has been in deep self-blame, crying all day long, and even her body and bones are not as good as before.
If she learns that Yaoyao has been found, she will definitely be happy. Perhaps with this happiness, her illness for so many years will be cured.
Qingyi, who was sitting in the main hall, kept looking into the side hall. Isn't this person the same person who was on the horse yesterday? He looked fierce and evil, and it was not a good thing at first glance.
He was also staring at Sister Yuanyuan’s back, and the tears were almost leaking out. It was not a good thing at first glance!
Ye Zhiren didn't know what was going on, but there was a cold wind on his back. When he raised his eyes, he met Qing Yi's eyes that were not kind at all.
He blinked and looked at Su Yuanyuan. This man had been staring at him since he walked in. Could it be that he was this girl's husband?
"Is this your man?"
He asked Su Yuanyuan without hesitation.
Su Yuanyuan was stunned by his question. She followed his gaze to Qingyi who was sitting in the main hall and stared at Ye Zhiren, and couldn't help laughing.
She had curved eyebrows and a slight dimple on one side, "You made a mistake, he is my adopted brother."
To the outside world, she always said that Qingyi and Dongyuan were her adopted younger siblings, which saved them a lot of trouble.
Ye Zhiren nodded, he just said, this young man is only seventeen, eighty-eight or nineteen years old, how could he be her husband?
And although that man was handsome and stood out among the crowd, he was not handsome either. He was hardly a match for the girl in front of him.
When the time was almost up, Su Yuanyuan came over and took off the silver needle from his neck, poured a little safflower oil into the palm of his hand, and quickly rubbed it away.
"It might hurt a little."
Her voice is cold and indifferent, but not distant, giving people a sense of determination when working seriously.
