Brother Yin said nothing, and Wei'er also felt the changes in herself. But there was no trace of anything, so she didn't bother to care.
Meiyu went down the mountain to get married, and her twin sister Shui Xiangyue also disappeared. Sometimes I thought of her and wanted to see her, but I couldn't remember what to say or do when I saw her? Even her pushing herself into the river was forgotten.
I almost forgot all about it.
Wei'er initially thought that she was abnormal in this way, but as time went by, she realized that she was abnormal when she thought too much.
Li Yuan suddenly came back one day and brought back a young baby, saying that he was the next spiritual saint that his grandfather had found, and he was temporarily entrusted to her care.
Wei'er was surprised that every time Li Yuan brought the child to Lingfeng, he always wanted her to get closer to the child, intentionally or unintentionally. She was a little bored, so he asked her not to bring the child again.
The lost and hurt look in Li Yuan's eyes when she left made Wei'er's heart inexplicably twitch, and she covered her heart for a while before she calmed down.
She - hates this feeling.
"Holy aunt, my subordinates have found out the whereabouts of Meiyu. She married a butcher in a small town in Anlou and lived a very hard life."
The white-robed spiritual man came to report, but Wei'er didn't react at all.
The white-robed spiritual men did not dare to speak without permission.
After a moment, Wei'er asked: "Where exactly is it?"
"The second shop outside Shuijing Lane."
"I know, just go down."
"yes."
Although the small town of Anlou is not quiet on weekdays, it always gets very lively once every ten years.
Nowadays, there are many outsiders in the streets and alleys of Anlou, and they all come to see the Three Lords aspire to the spiritual realm. As the balancer of the three dynasties, the spiritual realm does not know what kind of opinions it will put forward to benefit the people of all countries.
At this time, on the second floor of the most luxurious restaurant in town, two distinguished guests were sitting by the window. Although the owner could not tell their identities, he knew they were noble people when he saw their aura and splendor. They were very discerning.
Everyone around the table was freed up to enjoy the quiet time.
"When I think that Concubine Qing is about to wake up, I feel overwhelmed. I didn't expect that one day I would lose my sense of proportion." Feng Yuzhe held up the tea cup and smiled bitterly.
"It's just this time." Qi Mingye smiled faintly, his hands unconsciously holding the hibiscus bag tied around his waist, which contained eleven colored stones.
"After I gather my spiritual power to save you, you will have to support the entire Dongzhao on your own for the next ten years." Feng Yuzhe said apologetically. For the sake of his concubine, he could only feel sorry for Qi Mingye.
However, Qi Mingye didn't take it seriously and said forcefully: "I am the King of Dongzhao. It is my job to support the entire Dongzhao. What does it have to do with you?"
If others had listened to this conversation between the monarch and the wizard, they would have suspected the wizard of disloyalty, but Feng Yuzhe would not, "You are really unreasonable. If I were a wizard without spiritual power, I could still do some odd jobs for you."
, don’t make it sound like I’m irrelevant.”
Qi Mingye gave a light chirp and was about to drink the tea when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure moving on the street downstairs. He stood up suddenly, startling Feng Yuzhe.
"What's the matter?"
The tea cup in Qi Mingye's hand fell to the ground, and his sharp eyes were fixed on him like a hawk at the shadow that was familiar to his bones.
Feng Yuzhe looked along his line of sight and suddenly frowned. Is what he had been worried about really going to happen?
During this year, he did not tell Qi Mingye about Eleven's true identity. Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he leave Eleven alone. If he were in the spiritual realm, even if he were a king, the responsibility would be unbearable.
The Holy Spirit Stone stayed with Qi Mingye for a year, but during this year, no concubine in the harem was pregnant, which made him doubt whether his guess was accurate.
"It's just a likeness. It's been a year, can't you forget her?"
Qi Mingye said nothing and strode downstairs alone.
A woman in white clothes was walking on the street with her face covered by a green gauze. Her condensed temperament attracted several people's attention from time to time. But she turned a blind eye and moved purposefully.
Wei'er still knew the location of Shuijing Lane. After all, Yin Weiyuan in this town was where she lived down the mountain. Brother Yin had taken her to visit every corner of the town.
Standing in front of a rouge stall, Wei'er bought a box of Meiyu's favorite cherry color.
Not far away, she heard someone selling fruit cakes, the fish's favorite food. She was about to go buy it when a man suddenly stood in front of her and blocked her way.
Wei'er raised her eyes and saw that the man's profile was clear and clear, and his elegance was even more prominent in his clothes.
The man looked at the woman intently, and those pair of jade eyes as quiet as autumn pools were exactly what he remembered. He firmly believed that he would not recognize the wrong person, even if her eyes were filled with chills when she looked at him, and she could not see through her face covered with green gauze.
His face even exuded a sense of alienation.
"Eleven girl."
Eleventh girl? Wei'er saw this strange person speaking strange words and wanted to leave without paying attention.
Unexpectedly, the man stopped her again, "Miss Eleven, did you forget that Gong Jinxuan is here?"
Gong Jinxuan? There is no such person in Shiyi’s memory, “Young master, you have mistaken the person. My name is not Shiyi, and I don’t know Gong Jinxuan.”
Gong Jinxuan looked at her doubtfully. Did he really recognize the wrong person? But this figure was clearly that of the Eleven girl. What made him unconfident was that this cold and repulsive temperament was indeed different from Eleven's.
"I'm so rude. Maybe I've recognized the wrong person. Do you dare to ask the girl her name?"
Since he had admitted the wrong person, he had nothing to do with her, why did he ask for her name? Wei'er walked away, leaving Gong Jinxuan awkwardly handing over to everyone.
…
Wei'er continued walking and bought the fruit cake that Mermaid loved to eat. After passing through Shuijing Alley, it was easy to find the second shop.
There really was a meat stall there, but the beautiful fish in her memory had completely changed its appearance.
She saw that the beauty was wearing a coarse linen shirt, with a chopstick tied up in her hair, her face was waxy yellow, and she was even more haggard. She was wearing a greasy apron and rolled up her sleeves to reveal half of her bruises. She was sitting
Pork legs and hooves were being washed next to the meat stall. To her right, stood a man with a big round waist and a beard covering half of his face, and a grass leaf in his mouth. The whole image was vulgar.
"Pigherdsman, haven't you cleaned the pig legs I bought?" a human-looking man came and asked.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be fine in a minute. Please wait a moment, sir." The pigherder laughed, but turned around and turned his head to look down on his face, and pushed hard at the fish who was washing the pig's legs, "It's really useless.
, if you wash a pig leg and it’s still not clean, all your food will be in vain!”
The beautiful fish was pushed to the ground, and the wooden basin in which the pig legs were washed was overturned. Most of the dirty water spilled onto the beautiful fish. The strange thing was that no one saw the joke, as if they were no longer surprised by this incident.
"Looking at your mother-in-law's thin body, I really doubt whether you have given food to others." The man waiting for the pork leg said with a smile.