Chapter 42
He wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by King Ze again.

King Ze turned his palm and wrapped An Fupei's small hand in his own, only to feel that his palm was soft and boneless.

King Ze's heart fluttered, and the empty place in his chest seemed to be filled with something warm, and he would no longer be so lonely in the future.

Still, he's a little unsure, and he should be a little more cautious.

The wide sleeves of the cloak hang down from the wrists, and are blown by the wind, flapping and flapping, as if hiding two white doves, flapping their wings.

He was silent for a while, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and stuffed it in An Fupei's hand, "This is an ancient secret medicine that can promote skin regeneration. It has been verified and it is really effective, and the scars that are inch deep will not leave a trace .”

"Ancient secret medicine?" An Fupei heard the word "ancient" for the second time, "What is ancient?"

King Ze said: "I don't know if you have heard that before Dayue, or even a long time ago, there was a very prosperous empire, and this medicine was dug out from that ruins."

"Really?" An Fupei opened the bottle and sniffed, but there was no special smell.

King Ze looked at An Fupei and asked, "Don't you know?"

He thought that An Fupei's superb medical skills should be related to the ancient ruins.

However, the general holy relic organizations keep the excavation of the relics and the material technology obtained from the relics strictly confidential, and use them. They will never use them casually like An Fupei to treat civilians.

If she hadn't been closely related to the ancient relics, if she hadn't come from other holy relic organizations besides Lantian...

So who would she be?
……

An Fupei said casually: "I don't know." Poured out a little bit of the liquid medicine in the bottle to see, "What is the age of ancient times, how many years?"

King Ze said: "I don't know, at least it must have been more than 2000 years ago. The current history books do not record this empire. So it should be before there are historical records. Maybe tens of thousands of years."

"Oh." An Fupei frowned. It turned out that this world had been civilized before, and if she had the chance, she should visit it.

After a while, An Fupei raised her eyebrows and smiled again, "The old medicine has already expired, how can it still be used?" With a wave of her hand, she threw the porcelain bottle into the river.

The mighty Xunyang River is more than two miles wide, and the mist is vast.

Once such a small porcelain vase was put into it, it was swallowed by the river water without even a small wave.

King Ze stared, swallowed dryly, such a small bottle, but he spent 10 taels of silver to bid for it.

If it wasn't out of love, how could he be willing to give away such a precious medicine just to let her fix her nails.

An Fupei didn't seem to notice King Ze's regret, so she took out a liquid medicine from the space bracelet, "Why don't I give you a good one. Cell growth promoters can also promote the regeneration of the body, and accelerate the recovery of wounds." Healing, let alone a one-inch-deep wound, a two-inch-deep wound won’t leave a scar, how? I’ll send it to you.”

An Fupei generously stuffed the potion into King Ze's hand.

King Ze took the potion in his hand and turned it over and over again, seeing that its packaging was similar to the original packaging of the ancient secret medicine, so he asked, "Why do you have such a good thing?"

An Fupei said: "Of course there is, otherwise, how could those victims who were injured by stones recover so quickly after surgery. Xiao Si just finished her surgery in the morning, and within an hour, she took off the bandages by herself. Yes. Do you see any abnormality in his arm?"

King Ze narrowed his eyes, and saw the girl in front of her with beautiful eyes and glowing red lips, so close, but he couldn't understand her, "You gave such a precious medicine to civilians?"

Civilians should be rescued, but it is enough to do one's best, but such a precious medicine... I am really reluctant to part with it.

An Fupei asked back: "Is there a distinction between people? Since they need it, and I happen to have it. Why can't I give it to them?"

She stared straight at him with watery eyes, as if she wanted to see his heart all the time, "If people have high or low, I'm just the daughter of a tofu vendor. Why does King Ze need to help me?"

The sunshine in the autumn afternoon was shining on An Fupei's thin and beautiful face, with a bit of frailty, but also so selfless, which made King Ze admire and feel distressed.

The river wind blew her little hands slightly cold.

He couldn't help but use his broad palm to warm her again, only to feel that she was his bosom friend in the bottom of his heart.

No, better than he thought.

It was too distressing, but it made him smile again, "It's different, you are different from this king. Good things from this king can't be given to others, only to you. As for who you want to give to this king, that's up to you." Just follow you."

The two looked at the riverside for a while.

King Ze said: "It's cold here, let's go back." He took off his cloak and put it on An Fupei.

The two lead their horses and walk back. The setting sun behind them shines on the figures of the two, and it falls in front, stretching for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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