Big brother, the little daughter-in-law is going to be spoiled by you!

Chapter 8 The Young and Handsome Master
Chapter 8 The Young and Handsome Master
"You may not believe me. Last time I almost died, I saw my mother in a daze. In the dream, she touched my head. After waking up, I will have medical skills."

Everyone? ?
Speaking of Ye Jiao's mother - Mrs. Ye was the most famous female doctor in Lushan County back then.

She practiced medicine regardless of the poor and the poor, and was deeply loved by the people.

It is said that Ye Jiao's grandfather, Qiao's family, has practiced medicine for generations and has a good reputation. Langzhong Qiao was an imperial physician before!

"I also find it incredible, so I haven't said it all the time. Father, you won't blame me, will you?"

Poor little girl, her big eyes were filled with crystal tears, as if they could melt people's hearts together.

Ye Kuotian's eyes were suddenly gloomy, and if he looked closely, he would find that the thick and strong man still had some red eye circles.

I don't know if I think of my dead wife or feel sorry for my daughter.

"Silly Jiaojiao, of course Dad believes in you!"

Everyone:"……"

The general has spoken, who dare not listen?
Before the doctor from Wang County arrived, Yang Xixue fled that night!

When the news came in in the middle of the night, the entire General's Mansion was shocked!
Ye Kuotian was furious, and immediately asked people to look for him, and at the same time strictly investigated the dungeon of Yefu!
"I want to see who dares to be a monster under my nose! Check!"

"Those who are unfavorable guards are all tied up!"

"..."

Ye Jiao only found out after she woke up in the morning.

The soft and comfortable big bed, in these few days when the cold spring has returned, it really makes people reluctant to leave for a minute.

Ye Jiao yawned halfway, her complexion changed slightly.

"She's quite capable!"

After all, Yang Xixue has lived here for many years, and she pretends to be a good white lotus. Thinking about it, it's not surprising.

Xiaowen snorted coldly: "It's obvious that I'm running away with a guilty conscience! Miss, don't worry, the master has already sent someone to arrest her."

Ye Jiao nodded, but didn't continue to say anything.

A Yang Xixue, she really didn't see it in her eyes, what she is looking forward to now is to suppress the bandits, so she has to prepare well~
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As night fell, in Song County, about a hundred miles away from Lucheng where Ye Jiao was located, the lights began to shine.

A group of people came to the inn, about seven or eight people.

They were still carrying goods in their carriages, said to be merchants from the provincial capital.

Several people chose a few upper rooms and surrounded their master to go upstairs.

This tall young gentleman is wearing a black lapel woolen coat that is just emerging in the provincial capital nowadays, showing his straight and slender legs. He is quite extraordinary and has an aura like training!
Especially his pair of eyes that are too deep and deep like an abyss, just looking at them can't help but make people feel frightened, wishing to kneel down and surrender!

Standing in front of the cabinet, the shopkeeper cracking his abacus, looking thoughtfully at the man who was going upstairs, always feels that these people have different spirits, not like businessmen, but more like——

The man on the stairs stopped suddenly, turned his head and met the shopkeeper's eyes accurately!
The shopkeeper felt that at this moment, his heart shrank suddenly, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar!
He shrunk his round head, showed a flattering smile, and pretended to continue to settle accounts...

"Director, master, what's the matter?" the black-faced attendant immediately asked vigilantly.

The man in the black coat smiled slightly, stretched his long legs, and went upstairs two steps at a time!

The night is getting darker and the chill is invading.

On the slightly lonely path, a very ordinary small carriage was galloping along. The roadside was uneven and the wheels were rumbling, making it seem that the road was too quiet.

Yang Xixue, who was dressed in an ordinary coarse cloth shirt and only wore a silver hairpin, was sitting in the car with her bundle in her arms, her expression terrified, and her smiling face became paler and paler.

"Sister Xixue..."

(End of this chapter)