Zhenliang finally figured it out. It turned out that the last time she met the third master was not in the ice and snow, but on the bed after taking a bath in the inn room.
After he brought her the ultimate shy comfort with his hands, she fell into a coma. The subsequent scene of snatching the bride in front of the palace gate was just a dream she had after falling asleep, a dream that was both a dream and a nightmare.
Perhaps, when she was still in the inn, because she had been in the rain for too long, even though she had taken a hot bath, she had already started to have a fever. Otherwise, how could she feel hot all over her body? She might even be confused and confused?
Perhaps, it wasn't that he was good at it, nor that she was easily seduced by him, nor that her body was so slutty, but that her body had long been damaged by the rain, so she was defeated and easily surrendered to him.
Lost to lost, through that dream, Zhenliang had to admit that deep down in her heart, she still had great extravagant hopes, especially for the third master.
Even though she had made the decision in her heart to never have anything to do with him, subconsciously, she still hoped that the Third Master could take her away, that he could change his mind and take responsibility for her...
Indeed, once a person makes a certain judgment about another person, even if that person does not act in accordance with your judgment, your judgment about him may not change immediately. It will definitely take time to accept and adapt.
That’s it, Yuchi is so cool. When you wake up from the dream, stop having those weird and unrealistic dreams. It’s boring, it’s really boring.
At this moment, how could she predict that in the near future, the dream she had last night would come true in another way, but at that time, instead of running away from the marriage with a smile, she ran away crying... her beloved .
Zhenliang held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, eating the medicinal porridge at the right temperature one bite at a time.
"Thank you, Cousin Ju." Zhenliang handed the empty bowl to Ju Chenguang, and said with a tired face, "I want to lie down for a while, you can go do your work and don't worry about me."
Ju Chenguang smiled and nodded, "Have a good rest and call out if anything happens. I have sharp ears."
"Yes, I will." Zhenliang lay down under Ju Chenguang's gentle gaze, and was tucked in by him considerately.
After a moment, the door was gently closed by Ju Chenguang, and the room seemed even quieter.
Zhenliang lay motionless on the bed, deliberately not thinking about anything, just staring at the top of the bed in a daze.
Not long after, she fell asleep.
Escape is not a life that normal people should live. It consumes energy and physical strength. What's more, she also encountered many unexpected dangers and misfortunes, so it is normal for her to be mentally and physically exhausted at the moment.
The door was gently pushed open, and Ju Chenguang walked in with gentle steps, sat beside the bed, touched Zhenliang's forehead, and sighed with a sad face.
"Liang'er, although I try my best to oppose you marrying the emperor, but besides him, who else in this world can match your beauty, your kindness, and all your kindness? I pray for you with all my heart, and I hope that the emperor will I will be kind to you and best to you alone, hey."
Ju Chenguang came in quietly and left quietly. Zhenliang didn't know anything about it.
When Zhenliang woke up from his deep sleep again, the sky had just darkened and the room was already lit with weak candles.
The road from Aixian County to the capital is not very short. I wonder what kind of transportation San Ye used to get him there before dark?
At this thought, Zhenliang shook her head vigorously like Ju Chenguang, hoping to use this method to remove the mark left by the third master in her heart, so that she would not easily think of him again and again.
There was a clean change of clothes beside the pillow. Zhenliang had a vague impression that she had seen it in Yuchi's bedroom.
Although no other members of the Yuchi family appeared, such as her personal maids Jin Ye and Yin Ye, it was obvious that everyone in the Yuchi family already knew that she had returned safely after fleeing. Otherwise, these clothes that belonged to her would not have appeared.
here.
And those people from the Yuchi family, such as Aunt Zhen, Yuchi Feng, Jin Ye, Yin Ye and others did not come to the drug store. It must be that they did not come on purpose. They were afraid that if they appeared in front of her rashly, she would be offended even more.
Excited, even mad with anger...
Oh, how can she be as fragile as they imagined? If she resists something with all her heart, how can they stop her? It's just that she figured it out, so tomorrow's progress
The palace will proceed smoothly.
Zhenliang put on her clothes and got out of bed, covering her face with a veil as usual, then opened the door and walked out.
There was no sign of Ju Chenguang in the medicine shop, only the young apprentice he had accepted was busy making medicine.
Hearing the sound of walking, the little apprentice looked up at Zhenliang, smiled and nodded, as a greeting.
Zhenliang walked around the medicine shop and walked outside the door. He leaned against the door frame and silently looked at the street with people coming and going.
At this moment, every household is lighting a fire to cook, and the aroma of food from thousands of fireworks wafts through the streets. Most people are walking in a hurry, with the joy of returning home on their faces.
However, after seeing more and more happy faces, Zhenliang's eyes became increasingly gloomy.
She knew where her current home was, but she had no desire to return home.
So what if I go back? I have to leave tomorrow and enter the palace.
It's better not to go.
What is home? Home should be a place where people feel safe, warm, solid and cozy, but her current home cannot give her these feelings at all.
The body that had suffered from a high fever seemed a little weak. Zhenliang felt dizzy after standing for a while, so he turned around and walked up the steps. He looked up inadvertently and saw the four characters on the door plaque - Chrysanthemum Medicine Store.
"Pfft--" Zhenliang, who had a sullen face, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Does the name of this drug store have to be so funny?
Ju Chenguang's surname was Ju, so he named it Juhua Pharmacy? Is that so? She had to ask him.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with the word chrysanthemum, but as a modern person, she understands too many bad meanings derived from chrysanthemums. In other words, it is not that Ju Chenguang's name was not chosen correctly, but that her thoughts have been poisoned.
"Liang'er," Ju Chenguang's voice suddenly came to Zhenliang's ears, "What is so funny?"
Ju Chenguang, who had not seen her figure just now, appeared in front of her holding hands, looking down at her and smiling brightly.
Zhenliang pursed her lips, pointed at the door plaque and said, "Cousin Ju, why did your pharmacy have this name? What's the special significance?"
Ju Chenguang looked at Zhenliang's narrow eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Why, it doesn't sound good?"
"It's not a question of whether it sounds nice or not, but..." Zhenliang didn't know how to explain it to Ju Chenguang, "It just feels weird. Don't you think it would be more appropriate to call it Chenguang Pharmacy or something like that?"
Ju Chenguang narrowed his handsome eyes and said seriously, "Liang'er, chrysanthemums are good things. They are not only for viewing, but they can also be used for tea, medicine, and food. You may have forgotten that your favorite drink is prepared specially for you by Cousin Ju.
Chrysanthemum tea can clear away heat, detoxify, and beautify the skin.”
"I know chrysanthemums are good things, but... there are so many good things in this world, why did you choose chrysanthemums?"
Okay, actually, Zhenliang wanted to ask him directly. It can be any name for the drug store, just don’t use chrysanthemum, okay?
A slight blush appeared on Ju Chenguang's jade-white face, and she finally said, "Of course there is a reason why I am named after chrysanthemum, but for this reason, it is not convenient for Cousin Ju to tell you."
Not convenient to tell?
Zhenliang looked at Ju Chenguang's red cheeks, used her imagination evilly, and couldn't help lowering her voice and asking gossipingly, "Cousin Ju, do you like men?"
"You -" Ju Chenguang seemed to have been told the truth by Zhenliang, but also seemed unable to accept Zhenliang's slander for a while. Not only did he point his finger at her, but his face turned deep red, and he couldn't utter the next word for a long time.
Two words.
Zhenliang solemnly confirmed his guess and quickly comforted him, "Cousin Ju, it's okay. Although I'm a little surprised, it's definitely not unacceptable. Don't worry, I won't tell others."
"I...I..." Ju Chenguang opened his mouth and wanted to explain himself, but after hesitating for a long time, no useful words came out.
Zhenliang stepped up the steps with a smile and was standing firm when a strange voice came from behind, "Brother Ju."
Why does Zhenliang think this voice is strange? Because this voice seems to be said in a rough voice on purpose, and it is obviously not the original voice.
Zhenliang turned around and saw a handsome young man with a delicate appearance, holding a folded folding fan in his hand. His face looked whiter, tenderer and sharper than Ju Chenguang. The young man stared at it with a smile on his eyebrows.
When Ju Chenguang saw Zhenliang, his handsome eyes narrowed slightly.
No matter how well he hid it, Zhenliang still saw the displeasure in his eyes.
"Oh, Brother Yang, long time no see." Ju Chenguang suddenly suppressed the smile on his face for some reason, and greeted the young master seriously. His posture completely lost the relaxation he had when talking to Zhenliang, and instead he was very reserved.
and twisting.
Young Master Yang looked sideways at Ju Chenguang, pointed at Zhenliang with the tip of his folding fan, and asked in a rough voice, "Who is this?"
In order to verify some unfounded guesses, Zhenliang became mischievous, took Ju Chenguang's arm affectionately, put his face on his shoulder, and said shyly, "Hello, I am Chenguang's fiancée, my surname is Hua and my name is Liang."
