Ling Jiyun asked many people in a panic, but they were so frightened that they dared not speak out, but still found nothing.
The sound of horse hooves was heard, and the visitor dismounted his horse and reported: "To the Lord of the City, I have asked the soldiers guarding the city gate, but no one has left the city."
"Okay, you can go down." Wang Yang waved his hand, and the person led the horse away.
Another spy came to report: "To inform the city lord, someone saw the girl at Liangji Winery."
As soon as the sound fell, Ling Jiyun had already moved in the direction of Liang Ji's Liquor Restaurant. Wang Yang followed closely behind him. Looking at Ling Jiyun who seemed to have changed, he felt uneasy. Gardenia's weight in his heart was not the same.
No less than before, even if there is a glimmer of hope, he will hold on tightly and never give up. Such Ling Jiyun should not appear now, because the current situation does not allow it.
Hearing that the mayor had arrived, the shopkeeper of Liangji Winery had already come out to the street and knelt down to greet him. He kept thinking whether he had done something wrong or said the wrong thing.
Wang Yang asked: "Shopkeeper, I heard that a girl wearing plain clothes and a cloak came to your place to get drinks. Do you know where she went?"
"Exactly, that girl just left an hour ago. I took a closer look and it seemed that she had entered Yaoxiangju." The shopkeeper said, because he knew the person who came to drink before, and this time it was a woman.
He couldn't help but be a little concerned, so he paid more attention.
"Get up, it's okay."
The silver robe flashed a beautiful arc in the air, the cold face softened with a hint of joy, and Jiying was already facing Yaoxiangju.
Unexpectedly, the receptionist said: "City Lord, the girl stayed in the hotel, but she just came back, checked out and left."
"Do you know where she went?"
The shopkeeper timidly shook his head and said, "Young people don't know."
A small, warm fire was quietly simmering a jar of hope. The lid of the medicine jar jingled with the steam, and the whole yard was filled with the aroma of medicine.
The little beggar sat next to Gardenia, handing out firewood one by one, as if the firewood was full of hope.
"What's your name?" Gardenia asked after a long while.
The little beggar smiled sweetly and said: "My name is Wei'er, sister, the smell of medicine on your body smells good."
He leaned on Gardenia's shoulder and sniffed deeply, making Gardenia smile and say, "You kid, you are so weird."
"Hehehehe——." Hearing someone say this, Wei'er also became happy.
After putting out the fire, Gardenia said: "The medicine is ready. Once it is poured out, Wei'er's mother will feel better after taking it."
"Really?"
"Really." Zhi Niang said with a smile that hung from the bridge of his nose.
"Okay, okay, mom is going to be fine." Wei'er was so happy that she ran around in the yard.
Gardenia saw this and couldn't help but feel sad for him. She filled the medicine and went to the house. The smell in the air had almost dissipated. She helped Wei'erniang up and poured the cooling medicine into her mouth one spoon at a time.
Feed her and take it.
"Sister, when will my mother wake up?" Chuan'er blinked her innocent eyes and asked seriously.
Gardenia smiled and said, "As long as we take good care of Mom, Mom will wake up soon."
"Wei'er will definitely take good care of my mother." He has such a firm belief at a young age, and when he grows up, he will definitely be a courageous person.
After a while, he said to Wei'er who couldn't stop yawning: "Wei'er, it's very late. Let's go to bed."
"Sister, are you leaving?" Wei'er pursed her lips, a little unhappy.
She gently took him in her arms and said, "Wei'er is good. If my sister doesn't leave, my sister will help Wei'er take care of her mother. She will wait until Wei'er's mother recovers from her illness before she leaves."
"Really?"
"Really, sister won't lie to Wei'er." I don't know why she made such a decision. Is it subconscious reluctance, or is she trying to find a reason for herself to stay? Or is this God giving her a chance?
"Great, great, sister won't leave." Wei'er ran happily around the yard.
Gardenia shook her head helplessly and said with a smile: "What a child."
The gentle wind blew past my face, raising a few strands of hair to flutter lightly.