With doubts in his heart, he walked downstairs and followed the red figure...
On the other side, Fengjiu and Guan Xilin found a restaurant, booked a private room, ordered a dozen dishes and two pots of wine, and started eating after closing the door.
Feng Jiu put the veil aside while pouring wine and said, "Brother, let's stay here for a while! We'll find a quiet yard to rent later. It's more convenient than staying in an inn."
"Okay, we'll go find it later." Guan Xilin had no objection to this.
"Xiaojiu, don't just drink, drink a bowl of stew first." He poured her a bowl of soup and used a spoon to scoop a piece of fried egg and meat for her: "Try it and see if it tastes good."
"You eat it! I can do it myself."
As he spoke, he saw that he was not used to using his right hand and could not hold the chopsticks properly, so he put some of each dish into his bowl and said, "After a while, I will improve my cultivation and find all the medicine to help you heal your right hand."
Hearing this, he was a little stunned: "Can it be cured?"
"Well, it's just that the things I need are not easy to find." She drank a bowl of soup and picked up some vegetables to eat: "But it's okay, I am 100% sure that I can make your hand recover to its original state."
With her medical skills, there is no illness that cannot be cured as long as she has all the medicines.
Not to mention that only the tendons in the shoulder were bitten off, even if the entire arm was bitten off, she could reattach it.
Although he did not regret having his hand disabled, he was still overjoyed when he heard her say it could be healed: "Xiao Jiu, if my hand can be healed, I will work hard to practice and protect you in the future."
"good."
She nodded and smiled. She knew that he was quite strong. He could deal with a group of wolves and tigers by himself. It was conceivable how strong his explosive power would be in this desperate situation.
She also believed that he would become stronger in the future!
Downstairs, Murong Yixuan was sitting at a table on the first floor drinking wine, his eyes filled with contemplation.
He didn't know how he came here, and he didn't know why he mistook the woman in red for Qingge. But when he saw her from upstairs earlier, the back view really looked like her.
But he followed all the way and now he was a little unsure because the two people had different temperaments.
Qingge is gentle and soft, while the woman in red is unrestrained and ostentatious. The red dress looks so dazzling on her. Although his Qingge is also outstanding, she has never been that kind of person, and she never wears red.
How could he suspect that Qingge, who had already returned, was someone else's impersonation? The familiarity in her every move, every frown and every smile was clearly her!
However, there was a voice in his heart that questioned him, forcing him to doubt.
After a long time, when the door of the private room upstairs opened and the red figure appeared again, the diners upstairs and downstairs could not help but follow her with astonished eyes again. The veil that fluttered slightly as she walked made them wish a strong wind would blow the veil off and lift it up.
Murong Yixuan looked up and saw the woman in red with an extremely outstanding temperament walking down slowly. Each step she took revealed calmness and elegance. The red dress was like fire and the sun, but she gave off an aura of coldness that kept strangers away. With every move she made, the noble aura of a superior naturally emanated from her.