Chapter 317 Will it be the person you are looking for?
The light yellow morning light fell loosely through the windows.
The person's eyelashes trembled slightly after a long time, and slowly opened his eyes.
‘I am still alive…’ The pain in my body made Liu Hanyan know clearly that she was still in the world, and a smile unconsciously raised to the corners of her lips; her pupils turned slightly and looked around: ‘…Where is this?’
A slight sound attracted Liu Hanyan's attention.
"Girl! You're awake!" Wenrou, with a somewhat indifferent voice, came into Liu Hanyan's ears.
Liu Hanyan's eyes turned to the door and looked at the person carefully. The woman was as elegant as a fairy, with a natural freshness on her body, especially the aura between her eyebrows and lips, which was elegant and gentle. She was friendly and looked at, but she was a little more vivid.
A faint indifference
"You saved Hanyan?!" Liu Hanyan opened his slightly dry lips lightly.
Fu'er gently moved the lotus to Liu Hanyan's side and smiled and said, "I happened to pass by yesterday. I saw that the girl was seriously injured, so I took her back!"
"Thank you!" Liu Hanyan said sincerely and gratefully.
"You don't have to be polite girl!"
"Call me Hanyan!" Liu Hanyan's eyes were smiling.
"Okay!" Fu'er nodded gently; put the Chinese medicine bowl on one table, and reached out and carefully helped Liu Hanyan up.
Every time he moved, Liu Hanyan felt a sharp blade piercing into his body; when he was helped up, he was already sweating.
"It hurts very much?" Fu'er turned around to get the medicine and asked casually.
Liu Hanyan nodded slightly, so painful that she didn't even have the strength to talk.
"Drink the medicine first!" Fu'er thoughtfully scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew it gently for a while before putting it to Liu Hanyan's lips.
Liu Hanyan opened her cherry lips lightly and swallowed it slowly regardless of the bitterness of the medicine.
a long time……
Fu'er put the empty medicine bowl on the table.
After taking the medicine, the pain in his body was slightly relieved; he stared at Fu'er's figure and said, "I don't know what your name is? Just hold the cigarette and call you as your sister!"
Fu'er's body froze.
Liu Hanyan's eyes were full of doubts: "What's wrong?!"
"Haha..." The door was pushed open from the outside, and a man in black clothes walked into the room with a laugh.
Liu Hanyan stared at the handsome man who suddenly appeared, making him even more confused; 'Has he said something wrong?! Why are their expressions so strange?!'
"Senior Brother!" Fu'er frowned slightly and shouted in a delicate voice.
The man strode to the edge of Liu Hanyan; he smiled in his eyes and introduced himself: "Mo Li!" Then he pointed to Fu'er on one side: "Junior sister Fu'er!"
When Liu Hanyan heard the word "Fu', surprise flashed in her eyes, and then it faded.
‘Impossible! She looks only in her twenties, and the prince’s mother is at least about forty years old…’ A trace of self-deprecation flashed across the corner of Liu Hanyan’s lips: ‘…It’s just a coincidence!’
"Girl! What are you thinking?" Mo Li asked with a smile.
Liu Hanyan shook her head gently, then asked with a smile: "Why did you express your expression just now..." Liu Hanyan didn't have the nerve to ask.
Mo Li couldn't come back and asked with a smile, "Miss, how old am I?!"
Liu Hanyan looked at Mo Li; his sword eyebrows, starry eyes, high nose bridge, and moderate thickness lips all revealed a sense of handsomeness and vitality; but the gray hair with inappropriate temples betrayed his age.
‘His temples were gray, could it be dyed?!’ Liu Hanyan's secret command in his heart, but then he hilariously overturned: ‘This technology shouldn’t have been available in ancient times?!’
"Girl! Why don't you speak?!" Mo Li's voice sounded again.
Liu Hanyan pondered for a moment, blinking her eyelashes slightly: "... Looking at your face, you should be less than thirty years old; but if you look at your hair, you will be at least in your forties!"
"Haha..." Mo Li smiled: "...Do you count? Indirectly, I praise my face as young as I am?"
"Uh~~" Liu Hanyan.
Fu'er's eyelids drooped slightly, and guilt flashed in her eyes.
"Haha... I'm old unknowingly, I'm already in my forties; as for Fu'er..." Mo Li raised his chin at Liu Hanyan: "... It's nearly twice as old as you guessed.
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"Uh~~"
"Okay! Senior brother!" Fu'er interrupted Mo Li and continued to laugh.
Liu Hanyan's eyes suddenly lit up: "The name and age are correct, which means that she is very likely...'
Looking at Liu Hanyan's expression that was about to speak but stopped, Fu'er spoke out: "What's wrong?"
Liu Hanyan wanted to ask, but was afraid that she would be too reckless; she nippled her cherry lips and finally shook her head.
"That..." Fu'er stared at the hideous wound on Liu Hanyan's cheek and reminded: "...you know your face..."
Liu Hanyan raised the soft cushion that was wrapped like a bear's paw and gently stroked the wound on her cheek; asked calmly: "Is there a mirror here?"
Mo Li walked not far away, took a mirror, and handed it to Liu Hanyan.
Liu Hanyan held up the mirror and stared at herself with smooth and delicate cheeks on one side of the mirror, and her cheeks on the other side of the cheeks; there was no ripples in her eyes.
Mo Li and Fu'er looked at each other, and their eyebrows frowned one after another.
Instead of the hysteria as I imagined, I was indifferent.
"Girl! You..." Mo finally left the mouth: "...Is it okay?!"
Liu Hanyan put down the mirror and shook her head gently: "It's okay!"
"Are you sure?!" A woman was disfigured, at least she should have cried?!
Liu Hanyan shook her head again: "It's really okay!"
"Hanyan! You don't care about your appearance?" Fu'er couldn't help but ask.
A trace of bitterness flashed in Liu Hanyan's eyes and said quietly: "Obviously, no one cares..." No matter what he became, I believe he would not have much reaction to him who was just to repay his kindness, right?!
Feeling the sadness emitted by Liu Hanyan, Mo Li and Fu'er were not talking.
a long time……
"By the way!" Liu Hanyan raised her eyes and looked at the two of them: "Is there paper, pen and ink here?"
"Yes!" Fu'er nodded.
Liu Hanyan smiled with a smile on his lips: "Can you use it for Hanyan?!"
Fu'er nodded gently and walked slowly to the next room; within a moment, she took the paper, pen and ink.
Liu Hanyan forced her to get up, her eyebrows frowned due to pain.
"Girl! What are you going to do?" Mo Li took his hand and helped Liu Hanyan.
Liu Hanyan sat down on the edge of the collapse and lifted the pen on the table next to him: "Hanyan wrote a prescription!"
Mo Li stretched out his hand: "You'd better say, I'll write it!"
"It's okay! Hanyan can!" Liu Hanyan refused with a smile: "I'll bother you later, Hanyan will bother you!"
"Are you a doctor?!" Seeing Liu Hanyan writing the prescription, Fu'er asked.
"So you can say that!" Liu Hanyan nodded; his hands kept moving, quickly writing on the paper.
After a moment, Liu Hanyan finished his pen; gently dried the ink marks on the paper and handed it to Mo Li on one side: "Senior! Can you please help Hanyan and buy all the medicinal materials on the paper?!"
Mo Li glanced at the medicine list, folded it and put it in his arms; he replied with a smile: "Okay!" After that, he turned around and walked out.