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Chapter Eighteen

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    In the summer night, the moon shines like water, and the sound of insects fluctuates up and down outside the courtyard.

    Wanyao's small table is set by the window, next to a wooden gauze lamp, the candlelight shines through the thin silk gauze, as if thousands of strands of silk have been pulled out.

    She took off her bun and rested her head on the table, waterfall-like blue hair spread all over her back, her eyes were only staring at the candle lamp aimlessly.

    ¡ª¡ª"I know how to cry all day long."

    ¡ª¡ª"What else do you do besides cry?"

    Wan Yao withdrew her gaze, turned her head slowly, buried her head on the sharp-edged tabletop, clasped her arms tightly with her hands, and let her long hair fall down like flowing water.

    In fact, it's not that she doesn't know what has changed in the past four years.

    He could already reach the branch of the peach tree in Shopkeeper Gong's house with just one hand, he could lead the imperial guards to walk in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City in high spirits, and he could also lead a group of people to drink and fight with him.

    He has friends, a master, a group of brothers who are devoted to each other, and has a bright future.

    And she still stays where she was four years ago.

    Xiang Huan walked so fast that she couldn't keep up with her pace and could only fall far behind.

    I won't cry anymore.

    Wan Yao closed her eyes and frowned deeply.

    As if reassuring someone, he repeated in his heart:

    Will not cry again.

    The thick branches of the old locust tree on the wall of the square protrude out to cover the sky and the sun, casting a thick shadow.

    After a few quick shakes, Xiang Huan easily climbed up the high branch and found a stable place to sit down.

    He bent one leg on the tree trunk, and the other was hanging in the air, with his hands resting on his knees. As far as he could see, he could see the lights from the small wooden building not far away.

    Xiang Huanmo didn't make any prestige for a while, and then he had nothing to do, casually picking leaves beside him to weave grasshoppers.

    When we got to the third one, the light on the opposite side suddenly went out.

    *

    On the second day, the Tiger and Leopard Battalion had drills, and Xiang Huanyin woke up shortly before the hour. He lay on the bed restlessly for several hours. As soon as he heard the rooster crowing, he turned over quickly, washed and dressed quickly.

    As soon as the door of Huaiyuan Square opened, a figure rushed out leading a horse and holding a gun.

    At this moment, the major shops in the West Market were barely open, and the market was still deserted. Xiang Huan took Yu Fei, who was obviously not awake, and ordered a bowl of wontons at the tea stall opposite the medical hall.

    The snow tooth gun was leaning against the wall, and every time he took two bites, he would glance outside the door of the medical hall from time to time.

    Seeing the clerks turning off the lights one after another, opening the door and setting up tables and chairs, Dr. Chen appeared in sight after a while, sitting in front of the table with his robes in his robes, grinding and paving paper.

    The sun is gradually rising in the east, and the sunlight is getting straighter and straighter. Patients begin to come and go, and even the business of the tea stalls gradually becomes lively.

    In a blink of an eye, Xiang Huan finished his three bowls of wontons, holding his chopsticks and frowning as he stared across the street.

    "Hello, hello¡ª¡ª"

    Yu Fei waved his chopsticks in front of his eyes, "Brother, don't you still eat? You've already eaten three bowls. Is your appetite so good today?"

    Xiang Huan was stunned for a moment by the shaking, then turned to stare at him.

    "It's getting late. If you can't catch up with Lao Zhao Dianmao, you'll have to do 30 laps in the morning!"

    Yu Fei paid the bill in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulders, "Let's go, you love wontons so much, I'll make some big ones for you tomorrow, I'm very good at rolling them!"

    Xiang Huan asked him to half push and half shove to get on the horse. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he is not in a hurry for this day.

    However, what he didn't expect was that he didn't see Wanyao in the hospital for half a month.

    At first Xiang Huan thought it might be the wrong timing, so he slipped over to take a look after the camp tour in the afternoon, but there was still no one there.  Later, he didn't quite give up, so he skipped lunch at noon and rode his horse back to the city quietly, but he still couldn't catch up.

    After ten days of busy work, Xiang Huan finally lost his temper. He put the gun on his horse and ran into the shop a few steps.  He asked, "Where's Wanyao?"

    He has a big heart and has offended too many people, so he is used to not being able to remember the enemies he has offended.

    Sang Ye glanced at him coolly, turned and left without saying a word.

    "Hello¡­¡­"

    Xiang Huan didn't have the time to argue with him, so he changed another clerk and asked, "Where's the female doctor who sees patients in your family?"

    The other party thought for a while, "You mean the watch girl?"

    "My cousin hasn't come for a few days. It seemssomething at home can't leave. Mr. Chen didn't say much."

    ? The man saw him thinking to himself, probablynbsp; Xiang Huan glanced at her sideways, and curled the corners of his lips loosely, "Are you happy now? Your mouth is so high"

    She lowered her eyes when she heard the words, pursed her lips even more tightly, and twirled the bright red mask around her fingertips.

    "Then don't forget the tenth day of the next month, when Yu Datou and I will pick you up early in the morning."

    Wan Yao wanted to agree, but suddenly remembered something, but she politely refused: "No I can't go with you."

    It was a good talk, I didn't expect her to turn his face so quickly.

    When Xiang Huan heard this, he frowned unconsciously: "Why can't it work again?"

    Wan Yao turned sideways sullenly, still playing with the mask in his hand.

    "My dad said, don't let me play with you anymore."

    Didn't know when he provoked Wan Yan, Xiang Huan only felt that he was hated for no reason: "What your father said is not an imperial decree!"

    "But he is my father after all." Wan Yao shook his head, "Go with Mr. Yu, I won't go."

    He said nothing, staring at the mask, his face sinking like water.  After thinking about it for a long time, he opened his mouth and said:

    "It's okay, I have a way to hide it from your father."

    I don't know why, but Wanyao gave her old father a chill for no reason: "what can I do?"

    "Don't worry about it, there is a way anyway." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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