Chapter 122 This brother is in trouble.
Cen An is free, but he still has to wait for Jun Zhan here, so he has to stay for two days.
It's not a big deal to suddenly have some free time. The medicine you soaked yesterday hasn't been prepared today yet. Soaking the medicine for a long time may affect the effect. It's better to pick it up quickly.
However, as he fished and fished, Cen An suddenly discovered a problem. No, he could clearly ask Jun Zhan's address and find it himself, so why did he have to continue working here?
The princess could have just told him a piece of news, but she chose to help him find Jun Zhan. This was not helping him. She was clearly sure that he would not leave so that she could continue to enslave him.
Gan! He knew that the princess was not that kind.
I'm afraid this illegal worker will have to fight for two more days!
Well, it’s not completely illegal.
Looking at the half-harvested medicinal materials, I closed and opened my eyes. Forget it, it has reached this point, and it will be over after a while.
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"Ahem!"
A carriage stopped at the door of Manxi Tower, and a thin figure stepped out of the carriage. Even though he was wrapped in a cloak, he looked a little thin.
Braving the wind and snow, I got off the carriage and walked quickly inside. Shopkeeper Jiang was talking to a man wearing a raincoat.
The other person looked cold and unconvinced.
Seeing the person coming, Shopkeeper Jiang stood up quickly: "Strong man, the young master is here."
The guard stood up and held his hands in his hands: "Young Master Song."
Song Junzhan hurriedly returned the greeting: "This strong man is so polite. I wonder what Miss Xiao's instructions are?"
It has been getting colder and colder these days, and Song Junzhan was mostly at the mansion. This man said that Miss Xiao had sent him to see him for something, so Song Junzhan hurriedly went out.
The guard conveyed the message with a straight face: "Cen An, the former successor of the miracle doctor, is looking for the Shaodong family. My master asked me to ask the Shaodong family if they want to meet."
Shopkeeper Jiang was surprised: "Cen An, where is he?"
Guard: "I am at my master's villa."
Biezhuang, that is outside the imperial city.
"Ahem." Song Junzhan coughed twice again. Shopkeeper Jiang quickly handed him a cup of hot tea. After drinking it, he suppressed the itching in his throat: "Cen An is an old friend of mine, so of course I want to meet him. I don't know. Did Miss Xiao ask him to come to me, or do I need to pick him up in person?”
The guard thought for a moment, but it seemed that the princess did not explicitly prevent the young master from passing.
"Everything depends on the wishes of the young master."
Song Junzhan's heart skipped a beat and his breathing became unsteady.
What does this mean? Does Miss Xiao want to see him as a princess?
After just a moment of hesitation, Song Junzhan made a decision: "Please ask the brave men to lead the way."
No matter what, he always wanted to meet, not Miss Xiao, but the noble Princess Xuanyang.
The reason why Xiao Li did not send Cen An directly to Song Junzhan was to let Song Junzhan decide whether to see this person or not.
Otherwise, if she does bad things with good intentions, if someone doesn't want to see her, she can directly confront them. How presumptuous.
As for Song Junzhan knowing her identity when he comes here, he doesn't care.
This was just something she knew well, and a meeting wouldn't change anything. Besides, she just asked him to come to see Cen An and pick him up by the way, and had no intention of going out to see him herself.
Song Junzhan arrived faster than Xiao Li imagined.
She thought it would be tomorrow no matter what, but she came in the snow and wind that night.
There is a hot spring in this villa, which is as big as a small swimming pool. There are eight faucets on all sides that circulate water and can control the water temperature at a very comfortable temperature.
Xiao Li was not very satisfied with the hot spring bath in winter, and he accidentally stayed in the hot spring for a long time. Hongyue persuaded her several times before she got up.
As he was slowly wiping himself, the maid came to report that a young man claiming to be surnamed Song had arrived. He was taken directly to Dr. Cen by the guards.
Xiao Li glanced at the dark sky outside and the white snow on the ground, and ordered: "The visitor is a guest, treat him well and don't need to report."
"My slave understands."
Staying away from the imperial city and taking a nice hot bath, Xiao Li slept very well that night.
On the other side, when Cen An and Song Junzhan met, they were not only moved but also filled with emotion. One drank tea and the other drank medicine, slowly reminiscing about the past.
Cen An: "I didn't expect you to know the princess."
Song Junzhan: "I've looked for you before, but never found you. I didn't expect you to come here to work for the princess."
Cen An: "Ahem, don't talk about this." If I talk too much, I will shed tears.
Both of them noticed that there was some unspeakable story between the other and the princess, and they made a tacit understanding of the story, and then talked about the past few years.
Cen An searched for medicinal materials everywhere, saw the local customs and customs, experienced all kinds of strange things, and had endless stories to tell.
Song Junzhan, on the other hand, swallowed his words several times, and in the end there was only silence, making the atmosphere of the reunion heavy.
"That's all, I won't ask too much about you. Anyway, I'm here to treat you. No matter what you want to do, you have to cure your illness first."
Of all the words he could say, Song Junzhan only had one sentence: "Thank you very much."
Cen An snorted angrily: "What do I need from you to say thank you?"
Song Junzhan could only pick up the medicine bowl and drink it all in one gulp. His attitude was to take the medicine obediently.
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The weather was so cold that Xiao Li didn't get up until almost noon. Just after washing up, Cen An came and took Song Junzhan with him.
Cen An could come to see Xiao Li without notifying him, so he brought Song Junzhan to Xiao Li in such a ruthless manner.
Xiao Li is naturally still the same Xiao Li, and his appearance will not change because of the change in identity, and his clothes are more casual and simpler than when he went out.
Seeing Xiao Li like this, Song Junzhan felt that his previous worries seemed a bit unnecessary. She was much calmer than him.
He straightened his sleeves, stepped forward, raised his hands and saluted: "Song Junzhan, a common man, pays homage to Princess Xuanyang."
Cen An was stunned for a moment, ah, he had even forgotten to salute.
"Meet the princess."
Xiao Li's eyes passed over Cen An and landed on Song Junzhan. He was wearing thick cotton clothes, but he didn't look bloated at all. His face seemed thinner than last time, and his silhouette was reflected in the white snow at the door. It is full of immortality, as if it can fly away at any time.
He has the weakest body, but has a tenacious heart to govern the world. Fate really likes to play tricks on people.
"No gift."
She didn't talk much about the past with Song Junzhan, but asked Cen An: "Are you here to say goodbye?"
Cen An did not answer, but looked at Song Junzhan.
He wanted to leave this 'devil's cave' immediately, but before he could say goodbye, Song Junzhan proposed to come and see the princess. He didn't know what Song Junzhan was thinking.
Song Junzhan answered the words calmly: "I want to take Cen An back home, but the wind and snow outside are too heavy and the journey is difficult. I don't know when the princess will return to the city. Can we go together?"
Cen An narrowed his eyes, this brother is in trouble
Look at Song Junzhan, and then look at Xiao Li. Not long ago, he was treating Princess Xuanyang's consort. Isn't this possible?
I corrected the typos and blocked my chapter again, crying~~~
I'm really sorry for the typos. I check it twice every time I upload it, once for the plot and once for typos, but my eyes and brain always betray me, and I will miss a word or two.
Thank you everyone for your tolerance, and thank you to the readers who helped me correct my mistakes. I will change them when I see them, but if I change more than four or five words, the backend will freeze me, ::>_<::
I can only take my time, sorry, sorry.