Yan Dan snatched the bronze mirror and carefully looked at the image reflected in the bronze mirror. It was a woman with an extraordinarily pale face. At this moment, her eyes widened and she panicked. The corners of her mouth drooped slightly, showing a bit of gloom. Unhappy. The moment she saw this face, she felt that Mrs. Zhao must be sensitive and slender, suspicious and impatient.
The girl held the comb and asked softly, "Madam, what kind of temple do you want to comb this time?"
Yan Dan put down the bronze mirror and turned to look at her: "You think I'm Mrs. Zhao too?"
The girl smiled slightly: "Madam, what happened to you today?"
"Although I don't know what's going on, I'm definitely not your wife." Yan Dan propped himself up and was about to fall to the ground, but when he landed, he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground. How is this going? Even if she stayed in the Yewang River for a long time, she wouldn't even have the strength to stand up and walk a few steps. She took the medicine bowl on the bedside table in her hand and threw it out of the door. Before she could throw it out, she lost her strength. The medicine bowl slammed and fell not far away, and the broken pieces of porcelain splattered.
The girl hurriedly stood up to help her, complaining anxiously, "Be careful, don't step on those tiles. Madam, are you injured anywhere?"
Yan Dan stared blankly at his hand, how could it be that he didn't even have the strength
"Madam, I know you've been ill for a long time, and you're in a bad mood, but don't let your body get angry. If you get hurt anywhere, Mr. Zhao will be worried."
Yan Dan was helped to sit back on the bed, unable to speak for a while. What went wrong and why did she become Mrs. Zhao? Why did her appearance completely change? She clearly remembered that she had been crossing the Yewang River all the time. Later, when she felt tired, she closed her eyes and rested for a while. How could she come here after waking up
If she unknowingly crossed the Naihe Bridge and returned to the mortal world, shouldn't she still remember who she was
What is going on in all this
Before Yan Dan could come up with a clue, he heard the door squeak open, and Mr. Zhao stood at the door, with a long body and cold eyes: "Manggui, I will ask you to take care of Madam first, how can I do it? Such a big movement?" He lowered his eyes and looked at the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, then raised his eyes, his eyes slowly swept over Yan Dan, and finally settled on the girl.
When his eyes passed by, Yan Dan felt a little fear for no reason.
The girl named Mang Gui was startled and stumbled and said, "I, I'm going to clean up right away..." She almost jumped up and ran away from Mr. Zhao with her head down.
Mr. Zhao walked into the room, brushed his sleeves over the round stool beside the bed, then slowly lifted his clothes and sat down on the stool, frowning and asked, "Well, why are you losing your temper?"
Yan Dan clenched her fists, barely restraining her temper: "I told you just now that I'm not your wife at all, what do you want from me?"
Then Mr. Zhao lowered his eyes, stood up slowly, and said, "You should be alone for a while, I won't bother you anymore."
Yan Dan was simply angry from his heart, and he was full of wickedness. He could not wait to grab the bronze mirror and smash it at the Mr. Zhao a few times, maybe he would wake him up, but he finally held back: " I don't know why my appearance has become like this, but I am definitely not Mrs. Zun, since you are husband and wife, you must see that my temperament is still different from Mrs. Zun."
Without saying a word, Mr. Zhao walked to the door of the room and opened the door to go out.
Yan Dan finally lost patience and said angrily, "Did you understand?!"
"Understood." Mr. Zhao turned his head and said lightly, "Madam, I think you had a nightmare last night, so you should have a good night's sleep. I'll talk about it tomorrow."
Yan Dan asked himself that his temper was not bad all the time, but now he is so angry that his head is hot, and he has a headache: "You didn't listen to me at all, just talk nonsense to me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the face of a slightly fat middle-aged woman poking in and said with a smile: "Mrs. Zhao, your husband loves you so much, so don't always lose your temper at him. It's okay. Mr. Zhao has a good temper, otherwise if you change it, you will find another person."
Yan Dan was too angry to speak.
The door of the room closed with a bang, and only the middle-aged woman from Shicai whispered: "Mr. Zhao, I think your wife's illness is getting worse and worse, and every day it breaks out and makes a lot of noise..."
Yan Dan sat on the bed holding her knees, desperately trying to calm herself down.
At this point, it would be useless for her to be pissed off. Besides, there must be something special about it that she hasn't thought of yet.
Originally, she didn't need to worry about this matter at all, and she just left, but now she doesn't even have the strength to walk down the ground, and she can't go too far no matter what. Now that she has lost her immortal status, she can't use many of the immortal arts she knew before. Now that she thinks about it, this is really worse.
She slowly recalled everything that had happened before. When she opened her eyes, the first person she saw was Mr. Zhao, who brought a bowl of soup to herself. If he really had ulterior motives, that bowl of soup must be weird. Although she emptied most of the soup, she still drank a few mouthfuls, so her lack of strength is probably because of that bowl of soup. After that, she also drank a glass of water, but this glass of water is not right
So why did this Mr. Zhao do this? Why did her appearance completely change? If it's just because Mr. Zhao misses his beloved wife, why did he choose himself? Her appearance is really not much similar to Mrs. Zhao.
If she was wrong to think so, what could be the reason
Yan Dan watched the sunset outside the window, and the girl named Manggui walked in with the food, put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and was about to turn around and go out. Yan Dan suddenly moved in his heart and said, "Wait a minute."
Mang Gui immediately stopped, turned his head and smiled and asked, "What else is there to order, Madam?"
"Excuse me, pour me a glass of water."
Mang Gui was very obedient, and immediately poured a glass of water and walked to the bed. Yan Dan took the cup, took a sip of water, and handed it to her: "I think you're thirsty too, drink some water."
About the past, Mrs. Zhao also made some strange actions from time to time, so the girl's eyes were slightly puzzled, and she still drank the water in the cup in a few sips.
Yan Dan was sure that there was no problem in the water, so he nodded: "Go out."
Mang Gui leaned slightly, slowly exited the room, and gently closed the door.
Yan Dan supported her thoughts. The only possibility she could think of at the moment was that Mr. Zhao recognized her as his wife, but there was actually something unspeakable. Since they are husband and wife, there is no reason why they can't even tell each other apart. That Mr. Zhao has always been calm and peaceful, and it may not be easy to find clues, but it is the girl named Manggui, who may be able to come up with something.
She had always felt a dull dull pain in her heart, and she was entangled in the evil relationship in heaven, but now she has forgotten about it for the time being and focused on the strange thing in front of her.
Yan Dan turned his head, saw the plate of bluegrass on the bedside cabinet, and muttered to himself, "It's up to you..."
To get out of the current predicament, the first thing to do is to stay calm and sober.
Yan Dan lay quietly on the bed, closed her eyes and rested her mind. Right now, she knew very little, and no matter how much she thought about it, it was just a bunch of guesses. Since it is a conjecture, you must have a basis to think about the idea. If you guess randomly, you will lead yourself astray.
She couldn't help thinking that she was like a hunter waiting for her prey now, or that she was actually a prey avoiding the hunter's trap, confronting each other and waiting for an opportunity.
In a blink of an eye, the first update had already been played, and everything was quiet. Yan Dan suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps, and hurriedly pricked up his ears to concentrate.
The footsteps outside suddenly stopped, and someone asked softly, "Has Madam asleep?" It was the Mr. Zhao who spoke. Mang Gui immediately responded: "It's been a while since I slept. Do you want to go in and see Mrs.?"
Yan Dan was instantly horrified. Her current identity is Mrs. Zhao, doesn't she want to share the bed with a stranger? Although this is a very common thing between husband and wife, the problem is that she only recognizes this Mr. Zhao today, let alone thinks of him as her husband. It is too much to force herself to think so now. difficult.
After a while, I just heard Mr. Zhao say lightly: "Since she fell asleep, then don't disturb her. You should go to bed earlier too."
There was a sound of footsteps leaving, but the other person stood still.
Yan Dan was very upset.
The man only stood outside for a while, then turned and walked away.
This one was really unexpected.
So the accident lasted for five or six days. Yan Dan was neither noisy nor noisy. When the food was brought over, he would take Manggui to eat it. If it was delivered by Mr. Zhao himself, he would rather be hungry than take a bite. As for the soup for the next day, she took two sips in front of Mang Gui, and the rest was poured into the pot of orchid on the side without her noticing.
In this way, I got to know Mang Gui a little more, so I began to quietly inquire about the origin of that Mr. Zhao, but unfortunately Mang Gui didn't know much about it. Chin only.
Zhao Huanqin, Zhao Huanqin, and Yan Dan recited the name several times in silence, and it was almost certain that she heard it for the first time.
Since there is nothing to put on him, it is the same to know where the place is first. Unexpectedly, Mang Gui had a gloomy expression on his face, he hesitated to speak, and looked at her with a look that could be called worry.
Yan Dan was horrified by the look in her eyes. Mang Gui is much younger than her, slender and shy, diligent with hands and feet, often walks with her head down, and doesn't talk much on weekdays. Originally, such a girl should be able to evoke pity from others, but Mang Gui often being bullied. She rarely went out to buy something and came back, but her face was dirty from being thrown.
When Yan Dan saw her like this, he would ask her a few questions, but Manggui's face was flattered.
Could it be that Zhao Huanqin never asked about these things
Even if it is a little maid in the family, she will serve him thoughtfully and considerately, and he will do it immediately without saying anything. Yan Dan asks herself that she would not be so diligent if it were changed.
Right now, Mang Gui was embarrassed by her words, and Yan Dan understood it, and immediately said, "Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to. Actually, I don't really want to know."
Mang Gui's reaction just touched her mind. She refused to say it, or dared not say it, so there must be something wrong with it. In fact, even if she didn't say anything, Yan Dan wasn't in a hurry. She already felt that her body was recovering little by little. When no one was around, she would hold the table and the cabinet and slowly walk a few steps, although she was still so tired that she was out of breath. It won't be long before she thinks that she can run and jump neatly again.
Naturally, neither Zhao Huanqin nor Mang Gui knew this, Zhao Huanqin's intention was unclear, and Mang Gui must have listened to him, and Yan Dan happily pretended to be safe.
Hearing her say this, Mang Gui was greatly relieved, and then said cautiously: "Madam, Mr. Zhao is actually very worried about you. Don't let him worry in the future."
Yan Dan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I won't let him worry about it in the future."
If Zhao Huanqin had any shady activities, she naturally wouldn't just let him worry about it.