Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 145
Wei Ji was a little surprised: "Why?"

In his view, Shen Wenru is already his own family, their sister, and his aunt's daughter. No matter what her background is, whether she is from Li Rong or Da Qi Bei Liang, she is their family.

For Wei Shi, Shen Wenru's background doesn't affect much.

Xie Zhiyun saw that he was puzzled, so he smiled and said: "I have met Li Rong's people. At that time, he was killed and came to Langhuan. My father wanted to record Li Rong's history, so I asked him a lot of things."

Today, there are not one out of ten Li Rong people, and most of the surviving Li Rong people are slaves in Daqi. Even if Xie Yuan wanted to write books for Li Rong people, he was powerless, and he never met Li Rong people.

"It was a coincidence that I met him at the time, and that Li Rong man was considered an old man of the Li Rong clan, so he knew a lot of tribal secrets."

"At that time, I sorted out my father's manuscripts. I remember that the old gentleman once mentioned that Li Rong once had a great witch."

Wei Ji became interested.

Except for a family like the Xie family who took preaching as their mission, no one cared so much about Li Rong's history. Therefore, the part of the story Xie Zhiyun told was almost unknown to the outside world.

In the era of war, it was difficult to live. History and civilization have long been submerged in survival, and no one cares.

Xie Zhiyun looked at him and said: "The people of Li Rong are secretive about the great witches, but I remember he once said that Li Rong's great witches are very powerful. They have elixir in their hands, which can cure all diseases and eliminate all pain."

"But about the great witch, that old gentleman is only willing to say one thing, and it is impossible to say more."

Xie Zhiyun sighed.

"Because of Wen Ru's illness, I've read a lot of medical books recently, trying to find the clues of the Godly Deer Grass, but no matter how I search, I can't find out where the Godly Deer Grass can be found."

When Wei Ji heard that she had never given up on curing Shen Wenru, a warm current flowed in his heart.

Xie Zhiyun is like this, she doesn't say anything, but she does everything.

She is always quiet, and does not talk too much about things to outsiders, and only silently does what she thinks she should do.

Wei Ji wanted to thank her for her seriousness and hard work, but she couldn't say anything.

After all, they are a family, and they worry about their own family, so it seems that they shouldn't say thank you.

That would be too raw.

Wei Ji shook Xie Zhijun's hand, silently thanking her for her efforts.

Xie Zhiyun didn't think it was hard work, and thought that Wei Ji was only worried about Shen Wenru's body, so he hurriedly said: "Although the Deer God Grass is illusory, I don't know when I will find it, but I suddenly thought of Li Rongren."

"Actually, the first time I saw Wen Ru, I felt that her face was very similar to that old gentleman. Even though she was young, she still had the shadow of Li Rong."

Xie Zhiyun said: "Thinking of Li Rongren, I remembered the story of the great witch doctor that the old gentleman told."

"Although this story is also a legend, it is only known through the narration of a Li Rong, but this is also hope, isn't it?"

Xie Zhiyun's tone was very firm: "If we can really find the Great Witch Li Rong and the magic medicine, not only will Wen Ru be saved, but when the time comes to fight, the soldiers might also be saved."

She thinks a lot, and always thinks everything out of the matter. Hearing this, Wei Ji finally couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand to hug her in his arms.

Xie Zhijun was talking about his thoughts seriously, when Wei Ji hugged him suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.

Then she stretched out her hand, encircling Wei Ji's generous back.

"Do you also feel very happy?" Xie Zhiyun said, "When I think of this, I feel very happy."

"But I know that there are very few Li Rong people in North Vietnam, and almost all of them have become refugees. Their country was destroyed, their families were displaced, and their fate was rough, so no one wanted to admit their identity."

"Li Rong is hard to find, but Wen Ru is still at home after all."

"If she still has childhood memories, if she is really Li Rong, can we get other clues?"

Xie Zhijun's voice was very soft, and he narrated his thoughts. Wei Ji listened quietly, his heart was surging, and his heart was surging, but he never let go.

When Xie Zhijun finished speaking, Wei Ji still hugged her tightly, as if he regarded her as a diluted treasure and was reluctant to let go.

Xie Zhiyun felt a little hot on his face, and was afraid that the servants would see it, so he couldn't help but blush.

"I'm talking to you, what's the matter?"

Xie Zhijun patted Wei Ji's back lightly, reminding him to let go of himself.

Wei Ji refused, he hung on Xie Zhiyun like a big grizzly bear, and he would not let go despite her urging.

"My wife is very nice."

Wei Ji sighed in her ear: "I, Wei Ji, have been lucky enough to marry you."

Xie Zhiyun felt that her face must be redder than the azaleas in spring.

She was extremely ashamed, and quietly buried her face in Wei Ji's chest, not wanting others to see such an embarrassing side of her.

Wei Ji was very happy, couldn't help but hugged her up, and led her around.

Xie Zhiyun was almost dizzy by him, and finally shouted in a low voice: "Wei Ji, let me down."

Wei Ji laughed and released her.

Xie Zhijun looked up at Wei Ji, and saw that he was looking at her tenderly, the tenderness in his eyes was so clear, and he vented it all over her.

"Are you so happy?" Xie Zhiyun asked in a low voice.

Wei Ji nodded, regardless of whether he was in the garden at the moment, he lowered his head and kissed Xie Zhiyun's forehead.

"I'm very happy, thank you for your hard work."

Xie Zhiyun really retorted: "This is what I should do, why should I thank you, did you hear what I said just now?"

"I heard."

Wei Ji thought for a while, and said: "When we come back from the Dingxi Palace, we will ask our aunt. If she agrees, we will ask Wen Ru again."

"After all, lives are at stake, and a glimmer of life is better than nothing," Wei Ji said, "I just hope there will be good news when the time comes."

Xie Zhiyun smiled.

"Fortunately, I didn't think about it too late," Xie Zhiyun said, "Wen Ru's sudden high fever this time scared me too. I just hope she can recover soon."

Otherwise, if it happens again, even the old genius doctor may not be able to save Shen Wenru.

The husband and wife talked for a while, and when they babbled about what had happened recently, it was almost time.

Chaoyu Muyun and Youyu didn't dare to go forward just now, they could only poke their heads in the Baosha not too far away, and now seeing that the two of their families have finally separated, they both heaved a sigh of relief.

In broad daylight, it's really loving.

Zhao Yu is impatient, she couldn't wait now, she hurried forward and said: "Uncle, Miss, it's time to change clothes, any later it will be late."

Xie Zhiyun blushed and gave Wei Ji a white look.

Wei Ji laughed, "It's worth being late."

(End of this chapter)