Chang’an’s First Beauty

——"Shi Yan, Lu Shi Yan."

Listening to Wu Nong's soft words, Lu Yan covered her chest subconsciously.

In a trance, a cold wind blew past, and a "squeak" sound came from the head, and the plaque of Baixiangge was smashed down.

Shen Zhen's eyes were fast, and he stepped forward and reached over Lu Yan's wrist. "Master, be careful."

The two stood sideways, only to hear the sound of the plaque "bang" and lay across the ground.

Above the eaves, snow was flying.

Lu Yan was taken back to his soul by this huge movement, and Qingming was restored in front of him.

He looked down at the slender white and tender fingers that fell on his wrist. His body stiffened, and he lifted his hand away from her touch.

Shen Zhen was stunned for the first time, her cheeks suddenly flushed with a blush, and the whole person became embarrassed.

She wanted to explain that she was just out of good intentions and did not intend to offend, but she was afraid that it would be more embarrassing to explain more, so she had to do nothing.

Thinking of the number of gifts, Shen Zhen bit her lip corner, bowed to the man and saluted, and whispered, "Thank you for your help."

The pain in Lu Yan's chest hadn't dissipated. Hearing her voice, she couldn't help but raised her eyebrows, her heart hurt even more.

He adjusted his breath and replied: "The girl doesn't have to thank, this is a matter of official responsibility."

Having said that, he subconsciously rubbed his wrist, unbiased, that is where Shen Zhen had just touched.

Shen Zhen lowered her head, naturally seeing his movements clearly.

As soon as this action came out, the blush on Shen Zhen's face instantly spread to her ears. It was not that she was shy, but that she grew up so that she had never been disgusted by others.

She opened her mouth and said nothing, after all she swallowed back what she wanted to say.

They just meet each other and will not see you again in the future.It doesn't really matter whether you're skeptical.

After Xu Yu, Lu Yan took the guard and turned away, and Shen Zhen also entered the house with Qingxi.

——

The light at dusk gradually became stronger, and the red clouds spread across the sky.

The butler of the town's government watched the return of the landing feast and hurriedly bowed to him.

Lu Yan nodded in response, whispered a few words, then strode meteorically around the promenade and entered Suning Hall.

He sat in front of the book case, looked at the wrist she had been clutched by her, and then recalled the dream-like picture just before. The look in his eyes was as deep as the sea.

Although he kept persuading himself that this was just a coincidence.

But the white dangling skin, the beautiful mole on the collarbone, the hot temperature during the lingering, and the heart disease that has tortured him recently have all lingered in his mind.

At this time, the incense burner in the house raised the smoky smoke, and a tantalizing scent lingered around.

It tasted like her fingertips.

After a short while, he suddenly laughed at himself.

Yes.He admits that the three poor girls of the Shen family are indeed of good looks, but there are more women in this world, and he is not going to be, because she is more moving, just under the blue sky, she had such a thought. Right.

Can you be so obsessed that you can't even lift your head?

Lu Yan thought for a long time, still clueless.

He only pays attention to evidence in all things, and really does not like to analyze these subtle things.

In the end, he summed up this arduous dream as a whole-recently sitting in a row, overworked, or young, just a little angry.

Thinking like this, he got up and went to the clean room. When he returned, the sky was completely dark.

When the candlelight went out, a long night ushered in...

Unexpectedly, he fell into a dream again.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself on the promenade of the town's government.

The moonlight in the night was dark and chaotic, which made the depressed state government have a sense of mourning.

He looked to the left.

At the end of the corridor, Yang Zong lifted a man's shirt and pressed it to the wall. He said angrily: "Don't you be the magic doctor in Bai Dao Nian? That is, the magic doctor, why is Shi Ziye's illness not cured?"

The man waved his hands again and again, "The world is gracious to me. If it can be saved, will I not be saved? But the world's grandfather was not only injured by an arrow. The real fatal thing is the poison on that arrow! I lived in the Western Region for many years and recognized That is a kind of poisonous poison called'Yuan', which is only available in the royal family of the Western Regions. When the poison comes into the body, there will be no abnormalities, but after three years, it will instantly drain the bone blood and kill people's lives."

After hearing this, Yang Zong shivered and said, "Is it really unsolvable?"

The man nodded. "Even if there is an antidote in this world, it will be too late. In three years, Yaodu has already penetrated every inch of the body.

After Yang Zong heard it, his hands reached his forehead, and the whole person squatted down, the painful expression overflowing.

Lu Yan didn't understand what they said. He frowned forward, thinking of asking Yang Zong for some enquiries.

What an arrow wound.

He had never suffered an arrow wound.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, he sank as a whole, and the picture also changed.

The inner room of Suning Hall was smoky, and there was a pungent smell of medicine. He waved his hands, and after seeing clearly, he immediately rounded his eyes.

He even looked at himself, lying on the bed dying, his eyes turbid, his face pale, and his hair covered with silver wire, as if ten years old.

He quickly stepped forward and looked closely, and found that he was holding a plain white sachet in his hand.

On the sachet, embroidered a small word-Zhen.

Looking at the word, Lu Yan thought of something, and suddenly felt the thunder.

Regardless of the rules of the past, Yang Zongsi knelt in front of the bed and choked: "Although Shi Zi Ye never said to others, but his subordinates knew that the arrow that Shi Zi Ye suffered was actually for Shen Shen."

Lu Yan coughed violently, "I will not mention this matter again in the future."

Yang Zong wiped his tears and continued: "Since Shiziye has never forgotten Miss Shen in the past three years, why not leave her for your letter."

As soon as the words fell, the person on the bed smiled.

Lu Yan seemed to hear his voice: if she wrote what he wanted to read, then he would read it early in the morning.He knows her best, how could she not know what she would write?

But farewell words have always been painful.

Since she pretended to be someone else, he also let her go.

But he retreated to this point, really do not want to see another sentence-if there is an afterlife.

In Lu Yan's eyes, there is only one life in this world, and there is no afterlife. The so-called afterlife is nothing more than an empty promise...it is countless.

Before closing his eyes, he briefly recalled his life.

He remembered the warm palms of his grandmother; he recalled the parental instruction of his parents; he recalled the title of the weak crown annuity list; he also remembered the humble cave house candle night...

Twenty-seven years are short and long.

When his vision gradually blurred, he opened his mouth hoarsely, "When I leave, you throw all my things in the house, don't tell me A Niang to see."

"As for the letter... it's up to you to dispose of it, but nothing is allowed."

He was afraid of seeing the words on Huangquan Road, and it was a torture.

...

The day when the plain white mantle was hung by the town government was in late autumn.

He watched as his mother, the prideful Jingan Chang princess, knelt down in the middle of Bai An Tang, desperately rickled, and wept while covering her face.

His father lifted his mother and whispered: "The arrow feasting brother is a merit to save the driving, in the end is glory......"

Seeing this, Lu Yan had felt that the surrounding air became thinner and thinner, and the pain in his chest gradually became stronger. Not only his chest, but his internal organs began to twitch.

He couldn't hear anything.

Everything in front of me suddenly disappeared. Lu Yan on the bed was like a suffocating person who was inhaled into the air again, and suddenly sat up, breathing in a big mouth.

He glanced down at his trembling hands and realized for the first time what he was panicking.He forced himself to calm down and recall the scene in his mind.

The White Doctor Year of the Divine Doctor?

Arrow wound, Yao poison, Xiyu, Xin, Lingtang, rescue driving...

In many memories, he captured a detail, the plain white sachet embroidered with the word "zhen".

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Even dreams should not be so absurd.

Not to mention why he was poisoned, and why he would have no wives and no children in his close years, but one thing, he never believed that he would miss someone so lowly.

This is not absurd, what is it?

But while he denied everything in Fang Cai's dream, he couldn't help getting cold in his back.

Because he suddenly remembered something, at the beginning of last year, a Taoist priest was chased and killed on the road. He happened to run out of a case and rescued him.

Who knows that this Taoist not only did not know how to be grateful, but also took his hand and said that his marriage with the previous life was unbroken, and he would dream about the old man sooner or later.

What he said was mysterious, but unfortunately he did not believe these ghosts and gods at all, he only believed the evidence before him.

——

He sat at the window and did not move for a long time.

When he was young, there was a thin and dense snow flying outside. He turned his white jade to pull his finger and suddenly realized that the strange picture of this scene appeared after he went to Xishi that day.

Thinking about this, he completely realized.

She has a problem.

There is a problem with the powder in Baixiangge.

That day, the powder was scattered all over the place, and it was most likely that he inhaled some medicinal powder.

After he became more certain, he did not want to wait any longer and immediately put on his official uniform, calling Yang Zong, "Go and find two doctors."

Yang Zong was unclear, so he quickly asked, "But what's wrong with Shiziye?"

Lu Yan Meiyu frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "I want to go out to investigate the case."

Yang Zong looked at his master's face with a heavy look, thinking that something was wrong, so he dared not ask any more, and he quickly found three doctors in the workshop.

At three o'clock in the morning, Lu Yan led a group of people through the bazaar and came to the door of Baixiang Pavilion again.

The plaque of Baixiang Pavilion has been repaired and hung up.

Lu Yan condensed the woman in the house who looked down at the eyes and looked harmless to humans and animals, and was raising her finger to think about the abacus.

Later, if he was asked to find out what was undesirable in this room, he personally pressed her back to the agency and interrogated him severely.

At the same time, Shen Zhen also felt a thorny back, and the hand that fiddled with the abacus suddenly stopped, slowly looking out.

At this look, her small hand immediately frightened into a fist.

The man, not far away, stared at her with a pair of indifferent eyes like the falcon.

The four eyes met again, and Lu Yan said to the few doctors beside him with a deep throat, "Check, no bottle can fall."