Marrying a ghost doctor: running wild in the arms of a nine-thousand-year-old man

Jiang Chiyu is unwilling to face the past and will not tell anyone about her past with Huo Jin.

Their marriage was not a glorious memory because they were forced to marry each other.

"hiss."

Those past memories seemed to turn into the wind, dissipating in my ears.

"Let's go." Song Yuan beside him said, "I'll take you to a good place."

"Ok?"

Today is the marriage between the Bai family and the Murong family. The mountain is bustling with people celebrating. Few shops are open, but Song Yuan has a way and takes Jiang Chiyu to a tavern.

Looking at the big words "Wangchuan" on the door, Jiang Chiyu said with a smile: "The name is quite nice."

"This wine is called Wangchuan, and its effects are beyond your imagination." Song Yuan pointed to the wine in the shopkeeper's hand.

The shopkeeper saw Song Yuan coming in and walked over with a smile: "What a coincidence. I thought the owner had gone to have a wedding banquet and still had time to come to my place."

"What kind of wedding banquet are you having and you don't recognize it?" Song Yuan complained.

"Hey, isn't the relationship between the Ghost Sect and the City Lord's Mansion always very good?"

The shopkeeper was puzzled and asked quickly.

"Bring Wangchuan Wen Yiwen to us." Song Yuan didn't want to continue the topic just now, he said with a smile, "Don't worry, this wine will definitely amaze you."

Jiang Chiyu sat on his seat, obediently waiting for the wine to come over. The shopkeeper began to be busy, and the work in his hands did not relax for a moment.

She watched the shopkeeper mix several kinds of wine together, and quickly created a very different taste.

The wine has a faint aroma.

The shopkeeper warmed the wine and served it to the two of them. He said seriously: "This wine has a certain effect. If it is a memory that enters the heart, if it is easy to forget, you two guests, if you don't want to forget important things, Qian Don’t drink it.”

The shopkeeper said that Wangchuan had a rule of informing them in advance and hoped that they could enjoy the moment.

"Forget?" Jiang Chiyu was attracted, "How can it be possible in this world to really forget the past because of wine."

"Your Majesty, please don't believe it." The shopkeeper smiled, "If you don't believe it, you can give it a try, but I have already warned you that if anything goes wrong, you will bear the consequences yourself."

"Okay."

Jiang Chiyu raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, put the wine glass between his noses and smelled it. The light fragrance was particularly alluring.

She smiled and pursed her lips, and Song Yuan on her side reminded: "Don't drink too hard. It's just wine after all. Don't make yourself drunk. You can forget it, but it doesn't have such an exaggerated effect."

Jiang Chiyu's interest became even more aroused: "I'm even more curious now, and I feel itchy after hearing what you said."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and took a drink. She didn't care whether it was strong alcohol or not, and just drank it.

Song Yuan's eyes widened: "I told you not to drink so much."

The taste of this wine is quite good. After passing through the throat, it becomes warmer and not as strong as when it first enters the mouth.

There was a very fragrant smell, and Jiang Chiyu couldn't help shouting: "What a good wine."

"It's a good wine." The shopkeeper said very proudly, "You'll see it soon. Don't believe it's effects."

Jiang Chiyu was stunned for a moment.

The sound of firecrackers filled the ears, and the shopkeeper was very disgusted: "I don't know what's going on. It's just a marriage. Is that all?"

This long street was very long. The sedan chair was walking on the road, and firecrackers were going off. Jiang Chiyu followed his gaze and heard the sound of firecrackers.

Those strong sounds of firecrackers couldn't wake Jiang Chiyu up from his drunken state.

Instead, it made her even more drunk.

Jiang Chiyu lay on the table and looked at the red figures intertwined together.

She giggled, pointed at Huo Jin who was riding a horse, and said to Song Yuan beside her: "Oh, he looks really good-looking, the groom..."

"Yes."

Song Yuan stayed close, staring at Jiang Chiyu, afraid of what she would do, but the woman just giggled.

Without making any move to take a step forward, her hands outlined Huo Jin's features.

The shopkeeper was still talking to himself: "I told you that my wine is very strong and will make you drunk. The little girl doesn't believe it."

"Ah."

Jiang Chiyu smiled stupidly: "He looks like a human being."

"If he's not a human, how can he still be a dog?" Song Yuan said softly, "But he behaves like a dog. Be good, Yu'er, let's go back."

Song Yuan didn't want Jiang Chiyu to continue to face such a scene, so he planned to take him away.

But the woman was drunk and walked unsteadily, stumbling as if she was about to fall.

She finally broke into the procession of sending off her bride. Jiang Chiyu and Huo Jin looked at each other, almost startling his horse.

Huo Jin was startled when he saw the woman who suddenly ran out. When he saw Jiang Chiyu's face again, he was still in a daze.

"What are you doing? Do you know how dangerous it is to run out like this?"

"?"

Jiang Chiyu's eyes were a little confused, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She pointed at Huo Jin.

"The groom's officer."

"Why in front of me?"

"Jiang Chiyu, what are you doing?" Huo Jin's expression changed instantly, and he couldn't figure out what Jiang Chiyu was doing.

This woman looked like a madman, his expression changed, but Jiang Chiyu had no intention of walking away. Looking at the man who was coming down immediately, she stretched out her hand and squeezed her.

"Tsk, it's really tender and feels good in the hand."

"Jiang Chiyu, have you made enough trouble? I have already told you that I don't remember the past, so don't rely on me."

Huo Jin angrily said that he didn't want to have any entanglement with Jiang Chiyu or be watched by everyone in the street.

Even if my heart hurts a lot.

"The groom is so strange." Jiang Chiyu opened his mouth, raised his head and stared at the man carefully.

The smile on her lips became more and more obvious, but the smile was so sad. She said softly: "Actually, I just saw the bridegroom's good looks. I was seduced by the beauty. I didn't want to do anything."

"..."

"Goodbye, groom officer."

Jiang Chiyu stumbled away, her figure particularly unstable.

This scene pierced Huo Jin's heart, and he looked at the retreating figure.

Jiang Chiyu didn't know why, but tears kept flowing down from the corners of her eyes. She couldn't suppress the sadness. She obviously didn't recognize the groom, but she felt uncomfortable because of his marriage.

I am such a strange person.

Jiang Chiyu felt uncomfortable in her heart. She stood there and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan stood behind her and asked.

Jiang Chiyu froze, and she rubbed her heart. She didn't know why, but it hurt so much.

"Master, do you think I recognize the groom?" Jiang Chiyu opened his mouth, feeling a little sour, "Why are you crying? Why is this place so empty? Why do I feel so uncomfortable?"

"I don't recognize him." Song Yuan replied firmly, "If he did, he wouldn't be having a wedding banquet now, so why would he be getting drunk here?"