The old man who treated Quanyao was named Song, and the surrounding neighbors called him Mr. Song.
Mr. Song is already a hundred years old. Although he is stooped, his appearance is no different from that of an ordinary old man in his sixties or seventies. I heard that Mr. Song had a son. Logically speaking, at his age, he should be surrounded by children and grandchildren. However, his only son died, and even his only grandson was stillborn.
When it comes to his family members, Mr. Song remains silent.
Mr. Song had few relatives and friends, and rarely interacted with his neighbors. Despite this, the neighbors took great care of Mr. Song. As for the cat, it was Mr. Song's only companion.
Mr. Song named the cat Fuxiang. He picked it up on a rainy day. At that time, the heavy rain could not wash away the medicinal fragrance on Fuxiang. In this way, Mr. Song named this cat with the medicinal fragrance. For the fragrance.
Mr. Song told Quan Yao: "When I picked up Fuxiang, there was nothing good about this little guy, and his weak appearance always gave people the feeling that he would not live long. I am also a dead horse and a living horse doctor, but Fortunately, this little guy’s lucky star was shining brightly, and he managed to turn the bad luck into good luck and persevered..."
Quanyao likes Fuxiang very much. After all, no girl doesn’t like soft and cute cats.
Fuxiang is a long-haired cat, all white, and looks like a snowball when huddled together.
On this day, Mr. Song came over to take Quan Yao's pulse, while Fu Xiang was running around in the courtyard. Finally, a white shadow flashed and ran into the hall at an extremely fast speed.
Quanyao fed Fuxiang some snacks as usual, but turned around and saw Mr. Song limping over. Quanyao was thinking about teasing the cat, so she got up and stepped forward to ask.
"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you?"
Mr. Song waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just that I have an old problem and my legs and feet are a little uncomfortable."
Quan Yao prepared to help Mr. Song, but Mr. Song refused.
Mr. Song said: "No, no, no, the old man can leave. Madam, it's better to sit down so that the old man can take Madam's pulse."
Quanyao had no choice but to return to his position and let Mr. Song take his pulse.
After Mr. Song took his pulse, Quan Yao couldn't help but ask: "How are you doing? I feel much better now than before..."
Mr. Song handed over to Quan Yao with a respectful attitude, and said, "My wife's pulse is stable. She is indeed much more stable than before, but her foundation has been damaged. It will take another three to five years for her to fully recover."
Quanyao was a little troubled: "Is there no other way? For example, taking pills?"
Mr. Song said anxiously: "Absolutely not. Everyone only knows that elixirs can strengthen the body, prolong life, and slow down aging. But such a magical medicine is not something that mortals like us can take. Practitioners also have the ability to points, not to mention those magical medicines."
Quanyao understood what Mr. Song meant, and thought that the reason why she was so seriously injured was because of the dragon clan's elixir. After all, humans and dragons have different physiques, and presumably there is a big difference in medicine.
In the end, Quan Yao gave up the idea of taking elixirs and took care of her body.
After taking the pulse, Mr. Song said to Quan Yao: "Madam's complexion is much better than before. The old man thought that Madam has no need for the old man anymore, so the old man wanted to say something to the madam here, and then the old man will not come. This is it, so madam, look at this..."
Quanyao thought about it and thought that her body was much better than before, so there was no need for Mr. Song to come here so hard.
After thinking for a while, Quan Yao touched his body a few times, then took out two small silver ingots from his pocket and stuffed them into Mr. Song's hand.
After seeing the silver ingot in his hand clearly, Mr. Song said hurriedly: "No, no, no, my husband has already paid for the medical treatment. Madam, please take back the money."
Quanyao waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Just keep it. It's not easy to come all the way to take my pulse. Even if you don't accept it, just think about the fragrance. Mr. Song, I really like this." Little guy, you can use this money to buy some snacks for Fuxiang."
The main reason is that Quanyao is now a wealthy woman. Qingkun not only bought her a lot of clothing, but also arranged storage rings, storage bracelets, and even protective weapons for her.
So even though Quanyao's current outfit looks simple, in fact everything is priceless.
Old Song's face was a little moved, but he finally put it away after much hesitation.
After Mr. Song left, Qingkun came back with Guanshan Jingdu.
Quanyao was happy and went up to him. She mentioned to him that Mr. Song would not come back again. She was chattering like a wife waiting for her husband to return at home, telling her husband about trivial matters at home.
When Guan Shan and Jing Du met, they felt very warm.
They had followed Qingkun since they were young, and now that they saw this scene, they felt that it was worthwhile for the head of the family to be single for so many years.
Qingkun hugged Quan Yao and walked into the house. Looking at Quan Yao's increasingly brighter face, Qing Kun felt relieved. At least she was better off like this than dying.
"We'll spend the next few days wandering around the city. When we've had enough, we'll go back to Kongtong Realm. This will help us finish what we didn't finish last time," Qingkun said. Quanyao was a little confused: "Unfinished business?"
Qingkun: "Well, the three books and six etiquettes have been prepared. I'm just waiting to marry...my bride."
Qingkun said the words 'my bride' gently, with an unspeakable tenderness. Quan Yao's eyes trembled slightly, and a ray of red glow appeared on her face.
At this moment, Qingkun suddenly tightened his hold on Quan Yao.
He asked her: "Yaoyao, are you willing..."
Quanyao paused slightly, subconsciously thinking of her father whom she had never seen much.
She was getting married, but her only relative was not here, not even her friends, Wen Qiao, Han Liyao, Yin Xiaotian, etc. were not here...
Qingkun asked: "Yaoyao, if you have any concerns, just tell me. I don't want you to marry me with any regrets..."
With one sentence, the last line of defense in Quanyao's heart collapsed.
Quanyao looked at Qingkun with firm eyes and said the words she had always wanted to say.
"Marry, I will marry."
"Yaoyao..."
Qingkun's usually calm face was somewhat moved.
"Yaoyao, are you afraid of me?"
"Afraid? I just asked Qingkun if he would hurt me?"
"No, never. Qingkun will never hurt Quanyao."
"Isn't this enough?"
Quan Yao tilted her head, her bright face full of amusement.
Qingkun's eyes gradually darkened, and the look he looked at Quanyao was so deep that he seemed to be sucking her in.
"Yaoyao..."
"Qingkun..."
When the two of them were in love, Guan Shan and Jing Du stepped back in tacit understanding, leaving the venue to Quan Yao and Qing Kun.
Before leaving, both of them saw from the corner of their eyes that the tall figure had wrapped around the petite figure in front of them.
The bright moon was bright, and the two people hugged each other and kissed each other in a selfless way.
Early the next morning, Quanyao woke up and saw two people crawling on both sides of the bed.
It’s the spring breeze and autumn rain that I haven’t seen for a long time.
"How long have you been kneeling here?" Quan Yao got up from the bed and asked.
Chunfeng, who was dressed in green, lowered his head and answered: "Not long, exactly two hours..."
Quan Yao frowned. "It's been so long! Don't kneel down next time. Just leave one of them waiting outside so that the other one can rest."
Chunfeng was shocked: "Madam, how can this be done?"
Quanyao's face was serious: "Since you treat me as your wife, you should take my words as your priority, understand?"
Bai: There is a big difference between the timelines of Earth Star and Yulingshen Continent, so there will be more love lines between Yaoyao here.
