Because of a woman? Xia Yuanqiu thought of the white-haired witch in the novel. She was hurt by love and turned gray overnight. Could it be that this fellow person also experienced such emotional pain
As if realizing that Xia Yuanqiu might be thinking wrongly, San'er quickly explained: "The boss was poisoned by a woman. Although the boss detoxified himself, his hair turned white overnight. In the past few years, he has been poisoned by a woman." The auction house bought many valuable medicinal materials, but none of them worked."
When it comes to the best medicine for hair, it has to be Polygonum multiflorum. Is it possible that there is no such thing as Polygonum multiflorum in Moti City
Wearing a simple jacket and trousers, the young man stepped off the carriage neatly and quickly entered the inn.
Xia Yuanqiu thought for a while, took a piece of white paper from the desk, and quickly wrote a few words on the white paper with a charcoal pen.
"Are you from ****? What does this mean?" Zhu Yan asked as he read the words written on her paper.
Xia Yuanqiu folded the paper and handed it to San'er, saying: "Please hand this to your boss. If he reads it and thinks that he thinks otherwise, please bring him over. If he says he doesn't understand, then the lunch box was sent to the wrong person." No need to say more, okay?" She said and stuffed another gold ingot into San'er's hand.
San'er understood and said with a smile: "It will be done for you. You can eat first. The little one can come as soon as he goes."
After San'er left, Zhu Yan couldn't control his curiosity and asked again: "What does **** mean?"
Xia Yuanqiu said: "**** is where Sichuan Mansion is located."
Zhu Yan looked at Xia Yuanqiu and saw that she began to drink porridge slowly. He knew that she was not going to say anything now, so he shut up, even though he had many doubts in his heart.
Dong'er asked: "Is **** in the sky?"
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "Of course not!"
Dong'er asked again: "Where is the dynasty that day?"
At this time, a rich male voice came from outside the door: "**** is in another time and space!"
The ajar door was pushed open, and the white-haired young man quickly walked in.
He raised the paper in his hand and asked, "Who wrote this?"
Xia Yuanqiu stood up from the soft stool and said with a slight smile: "I wrote it."
The young man quickly approached Xia Yuanqiu, with a slightly excited look on his face, and said, "So, you are also from ****?"
Xia Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows: "What about you?"
The young man shook his head: "I am a native of the Western Region. I don't know where **** is at all, but I have always wanted to understand what the so-called **** and the so-called other time and space are all about."
Xia Yuanqiu half-squinted her beautiful eyes and frowned: "Aren't you from ****?"
The young man shook his head affirmatively: "I'm not from ****."
Xia Yuanqiu pointed to the array in the guest room and said, "But what's going on with these—and those Sichuan dishes?"
The young man sighed: "These are the masterpieces of my fiancée. She is the woman I love most in my life. She said she likes me too, but she wants to go back to **** to take care of her mother who lives alone. "
Xia Yuanqiu's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly asked: "Then has she gone back?"
The young man shook his head: "I don't know either. She disappeared suddenly. I couldn't find her no matter how hard I looked. In the past few years, I have been looking for clues about ****, but no one has heard of ****. You are the first to exist, please tell me, where is ****? What exactly is the other time and space she mentioned?"
It turned out that he was not. Xia Yuanqiu was very disappointed, but at the same time very excited. Did the disappearance of his fiancée tell her that she could actually go back again.