Chapter 4 Old friends reunite

If the gods would tease mortals, Ling Ge felt that this time he was definitely being tricked by him.

Although I was prepared in my heart, if I was unfortunately attracted by this skilled medical guest, I could only bear humiliation and accompany him overnight in exchange for the trust of the clan and the regaining of the clan leader.

Because being able to be chosen by a guest as a bed is a kind of honor for the Eagle woman, and it is also a proof that it is enough to make anyone in the clan look up to her with a high look.

Even as a woman who has no desire to find out the murderer to avenge her father, she has long decided that if this can increase her chances of finding out the truth, she will definitely seduce that strange man by any means.

He climbed onto his bed despite morality and shame...

However, the moment she stepped into the main tent, the so-called guest's face and figure hit her heart like thunder, causing her to fall into panic and panic

It's a scam...

Without caring about being rude, she couldn't control herself and stared at the man sitting in the VIP seat next to the patriarch.

Seeing him wearing a gorgeous purple gauze gown, the belt around his waist was embroidered with silver thread, and a valuable jade pendant hung.

Sharpened chin, thin lips, straight nose bridge - and the pair of peach blossom eyes that will never forget her

So charming, so tender...

The man was holding a folding fan in his hand. From a distance, he looked very elegantly painted on the fan.

The thick black hair was neatly tied up on the top of his head by the silver crown and then spread out straight down, covering his broad back

Make the man's handsome and innocent smile look more romantic

print……

A surname blurted out, but the remaining two words were bitten by Ling Ge with his lips in his mouth until the delicate soft flesh oozed out bright red blood beads.

Impossible

The woman closed her eyes hard, and tried hard to encourage herself to take a deep breath to remove the hallucinations that might have been caused by the nightmare that tangled last night.

Yin Wuyou is already dead. This person is probably a bit similar to him and he is not sleepy enough, so he is confused?

What's wrong?

I found that my wife was not right, and her behavior of biting her lip seemed very painful

Gran gently held her hand, leaned over with her tall body and half-wrapped her in her arms and whispered

Are you feeling uncomfortable again?

Thinking of the woman's expression pale when she was in the tent of the two. Gran frowned slightly and asked her about her condition with concern.

It's okay, don't worry

He shook her husband's hand comfortably, but immediately felt a sharp murderous aura

Hesitantly opened his beautiful eyes and looked in the direction where the murderous aura came. The guest was just shaking the folding fan and chatting happily with Situ Jingxi. There was no trace of hatred.

Could it be that her feeling was wrong?

I don't understand why I became nervous today, and even my always keen intuition will make mistakes

Ling Ge smiled bitterly and again cast his eyes on the face of the man who looked very much like Yin Wuyou, trying to confirm whether it was the resurrection of the dead or another funny joke from God.

The guardian is here? There is also a saint - When he saw the two people appearing in the tent, Situ Jingxi, who had been leaning weakly on the warm animal leather chair specially prepared for him, smiled slightly

A little joy appeared on his bloodless face, but he was instantly taken away by a violent cough

Clan leader, are you okay?

Seeing that Situ Jingxi was really getting worse as Ling Qi said, it was obvious that he had a sick look and was not ill.

Gran walked up to hold his trembling body worriedly, and carefully patted his back with his hands.

I saw him at my wedding last time, but it wasn't that serious. It's only been over a month since I lost half of my life.

I don't know what the stubborn disease is, so powerful

It's okay, hehe, don't be so nervous

Situ Jingxi pressed Gran's shoulder to stabilize her body. Although she tasted the unknown smell of blood from her mouth, she still swallowed it and pretended to be nothing. She raised her head.

How are you newly married? Thanks to the two branches of your Eagle tribe that were merged. If you are not happy, wouldn’t it be my sin?

Asking softly as if half-joking, the man's eyes that were not as sensual but seemed a little deep because they were as dark as ink looked at Ling Ge, who had been silent, and a complex expression appeared on his extraordinary face.

He is not a handsome man, and he is not even a medium-sized appearance than Mo Yefeng and others.

However, his long-term illness caused his originally weak body to be more intoxicated with a noble temperament - it is a delicate and delicate life that lives under the protection of others without storms, so untainted by dust, so pure and gentle

Compared to Gran, who is bleeding and sweating in the sun, he has a unique graceful beauty, which makes people impressed by his innate aristocratic aura.

We're very good, please rest assured

When the patriarch asked, Gran was not constrained at all

Good is good, bad is bad, and there is nothing to hide or embellish.

Lingge is good, he doesn't love her but doesn't hate her

Sometimes I even feel like I already like her a little

Ling Ge is also quite satisfied, without any complaints or unhappy

Except for the two of them being stiff when they are in love, she has been doing her best to be a wife.

Is that true, Geer?

Nodding at Gran, Situ Jingxi turned his face to Ling Ge behind the man

This time I was more serious on my face with a gentle expression, and I seemed to care about her answer very much.

Well, thank you, the patriarch for caring about me and him, I am very happy

Slightly surprised Situ Jingxi's excessive concern, but Ling Ge didn't think too much

At this moment, all her attention was focused on the man next to him

The close observation made her feel that this man was 90% similar to Yin Wuyou, but Yin Wuyou was more cynical than him.

Although this man looks like a romantic and frivolous character at first glance, the closer he gets, the more he is, the more he is, the more he is shocked by the cold air emitted from his bones.

For a moment, she and his eyes just met. Ling Ge felt that what she was in contact was not only not the kindness she should have, but was more like a biting chill like a thousand years of frost...

It turned out to be this man, with murderous aura Ah──But the eyebrows, eyes, and height, if Yin Wuyou hadn't been much simpler than him, she really thought she had seen a ghost in broad daylight

I have met my sister-in-law, but I wonder why my sister-in-law has been staring at me?

Just as he compared him with Yin Wuyou's portrait that had been deeply impressed in his heart, he didn't expect that the other party spoke first

Although this man had a smile on his eyebrows, he couldn't say this sentence clearly. The implication seemed to be that she was secretly sending him a secret message.

Geer knows Mr. Yin?

Not confused by the other party's bad words, Gran, who was straightforward, would not doubt Ling Ge's character at all, but was curious about her staring at the guests.

It's Ah, this gentleman looks very much like an old friend when I was in Zhongzhou

Mr. Yin?

Hearing this word, Ling Ge's heartbeat was faster, and the fist hidden in his sleeves couldn't help but clenched tightly.

Oh? Then what's your old friend's name? Maybe I'll know you if you say it

After hearing her words, the man in the grass laughed

The folding fan in his hand shook a few times and blew the broken hair deliberately accumulated on his temples, making him look more handsome and handsome.

Yes, I heard that Mr. Yin used to be an imperial physician in the palace and was naturally knowledgeable. He made friends all over the world. If he knew anyone, he could ask him.

Situ Jingxi, who had been listening on the side, also interjected, because it was possible that he would please the guest from afar, so the smile on his face was gentler because it might have pleased the guest from afar.

Lingge is just a small character, and the people I know in Zhongzhou are also small characters. Instead of telling me about it, my friends who I know teach you how to laugh, it would be better for Mr. Yin to tell Lingge your name first?

I'm fine to say - After hearing Ling Ge's words, the man closed the paper fan in his hand, and his handsome face suddenly approached her. When the corner of his lips curled, he smiled both strange and meaningful.

My name is Yin Wuyou. Did the wife of Wuyou Wuyou’s wife, who has ever known someone with the same name and surname as me?