Yang Jinxi rolled her eyes and retorted on the spot: "What's your point? Could it be that in this world, you still regard the Dongjue people as extremely vicious people?"
"That's not what I'm saying, but it's undeniable that most Dongjue people are barbarians," the shopkeeper chuckled, "Of course I'm not talking about this young master. The young master looks dignified, not like those barbarians."
Al Yunna stared at him coldly, with a sense of coldness that placed him thousands of miles away.
"This is the deposit. If anything happens, you can detain us. I have no problem with it." Yang Jinxi handed him the warrant from Yang Mansion and didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. "Call me a caller."
Doctor, come here."
"Yang Mansion?!——"
The shopkeeper took the warrant and looked at it inside and out, then raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him again. He didn't notice it just now, but now that he looked carefully, although the two people's clothes and shoes were all in tatters, they still had the bearing and demeanor on them.
It is the best, and cannot be found except by the rich and powerful.
"Why didn't Ms. Yang reveal her identity to me in advance, and there was such a misunderstanding?" the shopkeeper said with a smile on his face, and turned to tell the stupid waiter, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you open two rooms for Ms. Yang?"
Go to the house!"
"Yes, yes, yes -" The waiter in the shop heard their conversation and naturally knew the identity of the woman in front of him. He responded hurriedly, lowered his head, turned around and quickly went upstairs.
"By the way," before Yang Jinxi stepped onto the steps, she turned back and said with a smile, "Please send me two sets of clean clothes, if you think this warrant is valuable."
"Yes, yes, I will arrange it personally right away." The shopkeeper nodded and bowed in response. He emphasized the word "personally" very hard. It didn't sound like much at first glance, but if you think about it again, you can taste the gnashing of teeth.
This Yang family is the only one in Xiling. There is no one else who dares to call Yang family. The only one who can produce this warrant is Yang Jinxi, the head of the Yang family. She has a familiar manner and intimate tone with this Dongjue man.
Could it be? Although the shopkeeper was smiling on his face, he was making calculations in his heart.
He stared at the backs of the two men for a long time, and suddenly a hint of shrewdness appeared in his eyes, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Not long after Yang Jinxi went upstairs to rest, the shopkeeper brought brand new clothes and then fetched several buckets of hot water.
"Miss Yang, take a rest for a moment. We'll call you when we're done." The shopkeeper said with a smile, rolling up his sleeves and lowering his head to adjust the water temperature.
The shopkeeper was a real person, and he would arrange it personally. Yang Jinxi sat by the window and watched the two of them busy with a smile. She actually felt a slight chill, and turned around to find that the hanging building was originally built against the mountain.
establish.
Yang Jinxi stuck her head out and took a look. Not far from her feet was the river. The river was gurgling down the river. Looking at this direction, it should be flowing down from Ya Village.
She couldn't help but recall these encounters in her mind, as if she was dreaming. First, she accidentally fell into the hands of robbers, and then she accidentally encountered an assassination attempt. She was poisoned and fell into the cliff. At this time, she was still with Dong Jue's little boy.
The Khans supported each other, and although her days in Yang Mansion were full of intrigues, they were not bloody. From another perspective, her past life was considered stable.
Seeing her looking intently into the distance, the shopkeeper cleared his throat and reminded softly: "Ms. Yang, the water is ready. I'll go down and prepare food for you first. If you need anything, you can call me. The young master is next door."
Seeing that there was something in his words, Yang Jinxi didn't explain anything, and nodded with a smile. After the people left, she stood up and gently ran her hands across the clothes lying aside.
"It's quite thoughtful," Yang Jinxi chuckled, took off her clothes, soaked herself in the barrel, and immediately let out a satisfied sigh, "It's so comfortable -"
Aryuna, who was about to knock on the door, heard this sigh, calmly put away his hand and retreated to the railing.
The shopkeeper, who was about to leave, glanced at Aryuna from the corner of his eye, deliberately pushed away the waiter, and turned back with a smile: "Sir, Miss Yang and you are such a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match made in heaven! You look like a noble person at first glance, don't you?
Just like us little people."
"Yeah." Al Yunna didn't even look at him, but pursed his lips and looked into the distance.
"Then Master and Miss Yang, come down as soon as they've finished packing. I'll tell the kitchen to prepare the dishes now," the shopkeeper said attentively.
"No need, she probably wants to walk around."
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes, smiled from ear to ear, lowered his head and responded: "Yes, yes, I won't disturb you two."
It seemed that Miss Yang really had a mutual affection with this Dongjue man. This was really shocking news. He quietly retreated with a calculating smile on his face.
In my ears I could hear the crisp sound of the river's stone walls and water, and in front of me I could see the clear blue sky washed away by the heavy rain, which gave me a feeling of being in another world.
Maybe they were all wrong, Father Khan was wrong, and so was he. So what if he really occupied Dajin? Al Yuna thought of the reactions of the people along the way, and for the first time he began to doubt himself, with a flash of calm in his eyes.
There was a complex expression.
Yang Jinxi felt so comfortable in the barrel that she fell asleep. When the water was almost cold, she came out of the barrel contentedly.
"Miss Yang, the doctor is here." At this moment, the waiter's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Carefully trying not to touch the wound, Yang Jinxi only responded after getting dressed: "Come in."
The doctor came in in response, and Al Yun followed him through the door. The door was closed by the waiter knowingly.
Yang Jinxi raised her eyes and felt a little surprised. It was rare for a woman to enter school, and it was even rarer for a woman to be a doctor. She didn't expect that the shopkeeper was so smart, and he didn't know where to find a girl for her.
The girl turned a blind eye to her overflowing surprise, sat down in front of her and said calmly: "Miss Yang, please take off your coat."
Aryuna, who was standing nearby and watching, had become accustomed to strange things in the past few days, so he did not deliberately avoid suspicion.
Just after taking a bath, Yang Jinxi had already taken off the cloth strip on her shoulder. At this time, the wound was directly exposed to the air, pus flowed out, and the new flesh around it turned red. It looked very hideous and terrifying, but you could vaguely see that the wound was sutured.
Mark of.
"Has anyone given you medicine before?" The girl took a cursory look, raised her head and asked.
Yang Jinxi didn't know the meaning of her words, so she raised her head and looked at Alyuna, who then said, "Yes, there was an old man who cooked some medicinal materials before."
"Thanks to him, the wound is already scabbing. Don't let it open again, otherwise the summer heat may not heal in a month or two." The girl cleaned the wound carefully and applied it again.
After applying the medicine and bandaging it again, he warned, "It needs to be changed every day. Don't be lazy."
"I understand, but Mr. Doctor," Yang Jinxi asked casually, "This is the first time I have seen a woman practicing medicine, so I am a little curious. Could you please tell me who you studied under? If it is inconvenient, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
I just asked casually out of curiosity, without thinking that she would definitely answer, but instead she asked: "If I guessed correctly, the one who saved you is the old man in Ya Village, and there should be a little baby next to him.
?”
Yang Jinxi had never met anyone before, but Alyuna's description seemed to be almost consistent with what she said, so it turned out that they really knew each other.
"Exactly, that young disciple's name is 'A Ruo'." Al Yunna responded thoughtfully.
"That's it, he is the one I studied under, but fortunately it was you who was injured, not him," the girl looked pointedly at Alyuna beside her and said, "Otherwise, the old man might not have been able to save you."
She carefully packed away the large and small bottles and jars on the table and placed them in the medicine cabinet, leaving a celadon-colored bottle that stood out.
"It's impossible for her injury not to leave scars, but if she takes good care of it and puts on some makeup, you won't be able to tell it without looking carefully," the girl said to Al Yuna, "I made this myself."
Just apply the cream on time every day.”
Yang Jinxi, who was sitting, raised her head inadvertently, just in time to clearly see the change in the girl's expression. Seeing that her eyes were getting darker and darker, her heart suddenly sank.
"Husband, please take the medicine and don't waste the care of the doctor." She stood up and gave a salute, then ordered the ejection with a smile, "Thank you, I am a little tired, so I won't give it to you."
The word "husband" brought back the girl's consciousness, she nodded goodbye, and instantly returned to her previous indifferent demeanor.
After the door closed again, Yang Jinxi breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the stool by the window. She said a little tiredly: "The people here are very strange. Let's leave at dawn tomorrow. I can't feel at ease here even one day."
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Hearing this, Al Yunna chuckled, sat down opposite her, looked out the window at the sparkling river, stared straight at her and said: "As far as I know, all wealthy women value reputation more than their fate.
Again, you just said to the outside world that I am your husband, and it might not be appropriate if it gets out."
Yang Jinxi's expression froze for a moment, and then she laughed, deliberately pretending to be indignant: "If it weren't for my protection, you might have been torn into pieces by them and eaten by them, and you still refuse to forgive others."
After saying that, I poured a cup of herbal tea and served him a cup.
"In recent years, there have been many people who want to kill me. I don't take them seriously." Al Yunna looked at the tea in front of him but refused to drink it. "But as the head of Yang Mansion, you shouldn't stand up for me."
, have you thought about what to do after returning to Xiling?"
What he said is not unreasonable. Countless people in the Yang family are eyeing her status. For so many years, she has been working step by step to prevent herself from making any deviations. Today, she used the Yang family's warrant for him and risked her own reputation.
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"Aren't you going back to Xiling with me?" Yang Jinxi replied very naturally, as naturally as herbal tea flowing into the heart.
"I'm from Dongjue." Alyuna turned to look out the window and said calmly.
Yang Jinxi blinked to cover up the disappointment in her eyes. The two of them had their own thoughts and sat in silence for a whole night. It wasn't until the second day that the sun's light and shadow just passed through the water, and Al Yuna opened his eyes and realized that they were
The two of them sat by the window like this all night.
"Yang Jinxi."
Feeling someone calling her softly, Yang Jinxi opened her eyes slightly, and sleepily saw the sun slowly rising from the horizon.
"Let's pack up and hit the road," Aryuna saw her opening her eyes and stood up first, "I'll wait for you outside."