In the bright sunshine, Wu Po Zi combed her hair lightly and soothingly, praising: "The girl has good hair, but unfortunately she has not had good care. If the girl can trust the old woman, the old woman will have a good prescription. In less than a month, she can keep her hair smooth."

"Mom told her that she will be right later." An Yi squinted her eyes comfortably, looking at herself under the intertwined light and shadow in the mirror, and felt like she suddenly returned to the past. At that time, she was carefree all day long, just dressed up beautifully, played a flute sound, wrote two exquisite poems, and waited for Tian Jun to come home to sing together. If it weren't for that change, I wonder what kind of life she would live now?

Unfortunately, there was never any if. An Yi laughed at herself and gently stroked her sleeves. A faint fragrance suddenly spread out in the wind. Wu Po Zi took a deep breath and smiled: "The girl uses it so much fragrance, it smells like the fragrance of roses, but it is slightly more fragrant than roses."

An Yi said, "It's just that the rose fragrance is added to the fragrance of roses." Of course, there are other ingredients. It is precisely because of these ingredients that Zhang Xin talks about her. Whether it is this fragrant powder or the sober pill, they are all harmless good things. They can't let the two get mixed together, and add wine, otherwise they will end up like Zhang Xin.

"Girl, a guest is visiting." Xinxin jumped over and presented a post with both hands. An Yi didn't even have to read the content. She just looked at the style and color of the post and knew that it was Tian Jun. She put the post aside and continued to enjoy the good skills of Wu Pozi: "Mom today combing it a simpler and refreshing thing, and still tell me what's happening outside."

Wu Po Zi loves her and is generous. Seeing that she has always been at the grand banquet of the noble family recently, she has no choice but to be more friendly. After thinking about it, she said, "Does the girl still remember that Grandma Tian Da?"

An Yi said lazyly: "I remember, I saw her coming in Anhou's mansion a few days ago. What's wrong with her?"

Wu Po Zi lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "I heard that she is sick. I have invited many doctors to her house these days, and I have also asked for good prescriptions at high prices everywhere."

No need to ask, no one can get the right symptoms. Even if someone sees it correctly, it will take some days to recuperate. But with Zhang Xin's temperament, how can you bear it? Otherwise, Tian Jun wouldn't have found her here. An Yi didn't comment: "She was born in the Shangshu Mansion and has a wide range of wealth. I think there would be no serious trouble."

"That's it." Wu Pozi knew that An Yi was waiting outside, and his hands and feet quickly became: "What kind of combing the girl?"

An Yi said: "I won't go out today. I came to you to talk, so you can just comb a looser and faster sagging body."

Wu Po Zi didn't say much, and she combed her hair in a short while. An Yi still praised her and asked Xinxin to take her out through the back door. She stood silently in front of the mirror for a moment before she asked Sister Lan to accompany her to see Tian Jun.

When she arrived outside the Dezheng Hall, Tian Jun was not sitting on the chair, but staring at the pair of grape-purple Jun kiln flower pots set up on the shelf. Lan Sao was about to remind Tian Jun that An Yi grabbed her and took two steps to hide her, and saw what Tian Jun would do next.

This pair of grape-purple Jun kiln flower pots was the one left by her mother to use as a dowry and then given to her through Huang Shufei's hand. She had praised the color in front of Tian Jun countless times, so Tian Jun certainly recognized the flower pots. After leaving it for so long, she finally waited for him. An Yi looked at Tian Jun's back and side, and her heart was full of ridicule, with no eyes, and she was talking about it.

Tian Jun looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he placed his hand on one of the pair of Jun kiln flower pots, then held the flower pot to see the bottom of the pot, and then his face changed, pale, and he looked disbelief.

Of course he recognized this pair of flower pots. This pair of flower pots was the one who loved her. She had no children and the dowry was not the turn of her husband's family to deal with it. However, because of her crime of "losing her chastity and elopement", the An family and the Tian family agreed to keep their words as bottles and share her dowry equally to compensate the Tian family. And because she had many good things that her grandfather gave privately and was not written on the dowry list, the Tian family got more. This pair of Jun kiln flower pots were exactly what the Tian family had obtained. At that time, he wanted to keep it and play with it, but Zhang Xin gave it to Huang Shufei, who was at the peak of the sky through her cousin who was a concubine in the palace.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, the pair of flower pots appeared in front of him again. Tian Jun sighed and was about to put the flower pots back to their original place, suddenly he heard a fresh and soft voice like a mountain spring slowly flowing through his ears: "Customer, looking at me, this pair of flower pots is okay?"

Taking it without warning, even if it was just a mere observation and appreciation, was extremely rude. Tian Jun was startled and hurriedly putting the flower pot while looking back. When he failed, he almost knocked it down. The man was not angry. He bent down lightly and raised his hand, held the flower pot lightly and neatly, turned to him and smiled slightly: "Are you scared you? I'm so sorry."

The drooping girl with crabapple hair hair was bright and white, and her smile was full of smiles. Her goose yellow shiluo flower dress made her look innocent and innocent, delicate and refined, her lips were rosy and plump as a slightly raised water chestnut, and her black and charming eyes seemed to be able to speak. It was like, it was like, the beautiful girl he "met by chance" in his aunt's yard many years ago. At that time, she also asked him so cutely: "Have you scared?"

Tian Jun only felt an invisible hand, and he grabbed his heart hard and pinched it a few more times, which made him sore, painful and terrifying. This complex feeling made him almost speechless and almost ran away in panic, but his feet were like they were nailed by nails and could not move.

The drooping girl had already walked over him lightly, sat down dignifiedly and generously, and said politely: "Please sit down, I wonder what you are asking for me?" Although her tone was gentle and pleasant, her attitude was really unfamiliar.

Tian Jun turned his head stiffly, stared at the girl on the seat carefully, and then looked at it, and finally realized that she was not her. Although her eyebrows were a little similar and her aura seemed a little similar, she was indeed not her. She would not have such a firm eyebrows, such a shrewd and capable look, and would not be so polite and generous when facing him. So, she was just An Yi, a young goddess doctor who might have met An Jiu and had a bit of friendship for a long time.
Chapter completed!