Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 82 Stealing Millennium Blood Ginseng (1)
He quickly changed his clothes, tied the straps on his feet, took off the jade crown, and tied the hairband given by the man on his head.Walking out of the screen, standing by the bed, squatting down and holding the man's palm: "Uncle Huang, you must wait for Ayu to come back. You said that you would spend every Spring Festival with Ayu, and this year will be no exception. You will not be absent in the future." A farewell kiss fell on the man's tender hand.At any time, your hands can warm Ayu's body temperature.

Pulled the quilt back, smiled lightly, and opened the door, but the guards in the yard didn't see him, and the boy just disappeared into the night.

At the moment when the door was closed, the man on the bed said Yiyi's name with deep emotion on his vermilion lips: "Ayu..." There was no further text.

"Bang bang bang..." A pair of bare hands knocked on the closed wooden door. Impressively, the canvas hanging outside said 'Yuelai Inn'.

The shop waiter with sleepy eyes opened the wooden door impatiently, looking at the white mist in the night, amazed, is this still a living creature?His pale cheeks were expressionless, his eyes were red, his clothes were covered with fallen snow, and his tied hair was also covered with snowflakes.

"Prepare me a room, a pot of hot water, some hot porridge, and a white cotton coat." The voice was like an old ox cart being pulled, creaking and hoarse, and a little white smoke flowed from the man's body Out of the mouth.

If it wasn't for a healthy young man who could be seen from his figure, he would have been an old woman after hearing such a voice.

"Guest officer, the hotel is full, do you think you can find another place?" The shop waiter who was depressed at first, lost his nature for a while when he saw the boy's appearance.If it was in the past, the tone must not be good.

"Brother, please find a place for me. It's snowing and it's late at night. I'm afraid the inns in the city are full of people, so you can accommodate me." The hoarse voice hesitated for a while, then softened and said from his arms. He took out a piece of silver and handed it to Xiaoer: "I have to buy some furs when the morning market opens tomorrow, can the shop be accommodating?"

Seeing the small amount of money, the waiter thought for a while: "There is really no room left. If you don't mind, you can make do with the woodshed for the night. It's only two hours before the morning market."

Smiled: "Please trouble brother."

With a snowman behind him, the shop clerk said, "It's late at night, why is the guest staying in the shop alone?" Although the shop clerk is greedy for money, he is still a little vigilant. Looking at the boy's appearance, he must have been on the road overnight. It's really weird to be here alone.

The pile of snowmen shook the snowflakes on their bodies, rubbed their hands that had been frozen unconscious, and said: "I was originally a border merchant, and recently I dismissed my servants due to the war between the two countries. I wanted to start a fur business in the capital and make a comeback .”

The shop waiter pushed open the door of a backyard room: "Oh, then I wish the guest officer good luck tomorrow. This is the firewood room, and I will deliver the things you just ordered in a while." In the past two years, with Da Zhou's The war has indeed disturbed many businesses in the border town, nights like this boy are no longer rare.Come to think of it, he was another big gambler.If the fur is chosen well, one will get rich naturally, but if the fur is not chosen well, it is not impossible to go bankrupt.

He smiled, looked at the layout inside and said, "I'm sorry, brother." He walked into the room, walked to the narrow bed, touched the bedding and frowned.The cold touch is actually not sensitive to today's teenagers.

Light the candles in the house, and suddenly the room is shining with dim yellow candlelight.

The boy's figure flickered under the candlelight.

"Bang bang..." The waiter put hot water on the ground and knocked on the door.

The tired boy opened his sharp eyes and said, "Please come in."

"Guest officer, here is the hot water you asked for. I'll bring you clothes and porridge right away." The waiter said to the boy sitting at the small table.Now, under the light of the orange candlelight, he was able to see the face of the person in front of him clearly.Only the pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes on the ordinary face is somewhat elegant: "Is the guest from Dazhou?" Among the facial features, there is no roughness that the Huns should have.

"My mother is from Dazhou." The boy said in a flat voice.

Nodded, after a while, the waiter brought hot porridge and cotton clothes one after another.

The hands were soaked in hot water, and gradually became warm. The hot water hit the face, and a layer of skin-like stuff fell off, revealing the boy's original appearance.Drying his face with a towel, suddenly, it was Puyang Yuren who came from the Great Zhou Kingdom three days ago.

Wiping off the melted snow, she took off the tight-fitting padded jacket she hadn't changed for three days, put on the new white padded jacket brought by the waiter, and carefully studied the map Lu Sheng gave her.

After three days and three nights of sleepless nights, they finally arrived at Jinhe City, the country of the Huns, in the middle of the night on the fourth day.

Now, she has three hours of sleep time, and she has to enter the palace in the morning market and rush back in the fastest time, so that she can get back by the deadline.

Lying flat on the narrow bed, covered with a wet quilt, and slowly closing her eyes, Puyang Fenghua's pale face echoed in her mind and couldn't get rid of it.Clenching her fists tightly, she forced herself to fall asleep, because she was already exhausted from three days and three nights of exercise.If she didn't take advantage of these three times to recover quickly, she would have to be strong-willed and physically fit.

"My lord... drank the medicine..." Lu Sheng walked in from the outer room with the herbal medicine brewed by the imperial physician, and said while looking at the dazed man.

The man with disheveled hair turned his head, his face was like snow, his lips were like blood, and he slightly opened his lips: "Let it go." His voice was lonely when he spoke, "Ayu and all the ministers are still in the temple?" Why, he woke up for three days Day, he never came, could it be that he overestimated his position in the young man's heart?
Looking at the man's expression, Lu Sheng remembered what the young man had said before he left, but he hardened his heart after all: "The emperor brought Concubine Yu back to the palace on the day you were injured, and all the ministers went down the mountain the next day. Now, apart from the five sealed kings in the backyard, you are the seriously injured master."

Wriggling his lips, no sound came out in the end.

Taking a look at the dark medicine, Puyang Fenghua waved his hands and said, "Take this out, I won't drink it." Such bitterness, isn't his heart not bitter enough?

(End of this chapter)