Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 63
After Jiang Xian finished speaking, Qin Yanfeng felt that it made sense while being surprised.

Like him, Jiang Xian doesn't trust anyone or things completely, and likes to hold important things in her own hands.

"In a few days, I'll go and sell the teahouse next to the official road."

Qin Yanfeng didn't understand now.

He couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going to open a restaurant?"

"It's not a restaurant, it's a restaurant." Jiang Xian looked at him blankly, and quickly explained to him carefully, "As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. Jiuzhen jade food is for the dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital. Only then can you go in and consume; but roadside restaurants only sell some noodles, wontons and scallion oil powder, ten yuan a bowl, and ordinary people can eat it."

Jiang Xian's idea is that the high-end route must be followed, and the civilian route must be maintained.

Qin Yanfeng couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

Her tricks are really one set after another.

Jiang Xian wanted to tell Qin Yanfeng her thoughts, but suddenly her throat was itchy, and she couldn't help bending over and coughing heart-piercingly.Because of the coughing so much, the whole person bowed like a shrimp.

Qin Yanfeng was stunned for a moment, and his movements were faster than his thoughts, and he patted her thin back, giving her comfort.

Jiang Xian's cough eased, her whole face flushed red, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

She wiped it casually, and moved to the chair to lie down. This flipping action took almost all of her strength, and she was out of breath.

Jiang Xian raised her eyes, but Qin Yanfeng was still standing there in a daze.

She thought she had frightened him, so she smiled weakly, "It's okay, I'm just like you, I'm always sick."

The time for Qin Yanfeng to recover her memory was getting closer and closer, and her body was inevitably getting worse.These are all fates arranged in the book, which cannot be violated or resisted.

Qin Yanfeng looked at her with complicated eyes.

What's wrong with him?
He is in good health.

If I remember correctly, Ye Hexuan in her previous life was of poor health, but she was arrogant, domineering, vicious and vicious, full of anger in cursing and beating others, not as weak as she is now.

Seeing his enemy tortured by illness, he should be secretly happy, but Qin Yanfeng is very sad at the moment.

He was irritated by his womanly kindness.

The night is deep.

The chirping of crickets and the chirping of nightingales can be heard from the yard.

Jiang Xian had to go to the restaurant tomorrow, she straightened up with difficulty and said, "I'll ask Cui Nong to prepare water for you."

"No need." Qin Yanfeng stopped her and was silent for a while, "I'll go by myself."

No matter how much he hated Ye Hexuan, he didn't want to torment her on such a trivial matter.I'm already sick like that, why do I still care about what he does?Let's go to sleep.

Jiang Xian is indeed tired.

She asked Grandma Xu to bring her cough medicine, and after taking it, she felt drowsy and fell asleep.

Jiang Xian's health is getting worse and worse, and she always has more dreams at night.And what she dreamed about the most was that voice that was neither male nor female telling her: play the role of Ye Hexuan well and come back from the dead.

Jiang Xian has always believed in this sentence in the dream.

There must be a reason for her to come here out of nowhere, and it must be the beginning of her new life on the day of her death.

The next day, Jiang Xian was awakened by the sound of a dog barking.

She sat up, pressed her sore temples, and looked out through the carved window lattice.

I saw several maidservants in Qingyue Cuinong playing takraw ball in the yard, and the little hairy balls were playing among them. Mother Xu stood under the eaves with a broom and watched all this with a smile.

In the morning, the warm orange light shuttled through the clouds, quietly falling on this courtyard, and falling on their vivid faces, long and vague.Jiang Xian was in a trance for no reason, not knowing who was the guest in the dream, and where she was after waking up from the dream.

Jiang Xian was in a daze when Cui Nong outside the door happened to look in through the window.

She smiled brightly and said: "Young madam is awake! This servant is going to bring you porridge!"

After speaking, she threw the sepak takraw ball to Qingyue and trot away.On the other side, Qingyue was in a hurry to fetch water for Jiang Xian to wash, and Madam Xu came over to help her dress, her wrinkled face was full of concern, "Young lady, you coughed all night yesterday, take medicine I boiled it up for you in the middle of the night, and after you have breakfast, drink it all night, and you will be fine."

"Ah."

Jiang Xian nodded obediently.

She glanced out of the window, the green leaves on the branches had already started to turn yellow, and were slightly swayed by the breeze.

Jiang Xian's heart was slightly sour.

Her family died, and she was used to living alone.Now, under the care of Cui Nong and others, a trace of nostalgia and reluctance suddenly appeared.

(End of this chapter)