Chapter 1540 Admit the Wrong Person

"Well, if it's delicious, you can eat more." Xia Wanyuan patted Xia Jin's shoulder, "After dinner, my sister has something to do. You stay at home and watch your brother and sister."

"Okay royal sister." Xia Jin is a fifteen-year-old boy in this fashion, and his eyebrows are full of youthful spirit. Although he wears simple linen clothes, he can't stop the extravagance that he has cultivated from his bones.

In the city, Junshi Mausoleum was slowly found along the street. Compared with modern cities, Longguan Town may not be very large, but in this area of ​​several hundred kilometers, Longguan Town is the largest town. There are a lot of merchants, and when I look around, there is a lot of darkness.

During this time, Xia Wanyuan and Xia Jin and the others lurked among the people, and they would not appear on the street so blatantly. Jun Shiling searched for a long time along the street, but no one knew that there were so many people living in Longguan City.

Seeing that it was getting late and the city gate was about to close, Jun Shiling only had a few copper plates given by Cui Er.

In the evening, it is estimated that Xia Wanyuan and the others will not be found. Jun Shiling asked the vendor for the location of the nearby temple, and was going to go to the temple to deal with it for the night.

Halfway through the journey, it started to rain lightly.

When we came from modern times, it was still spring with flowers, but in ancient times, it was late autumn at this time.

Jun Shiling was originally only wearing a thin linen coat, but now that the autumn rain fell on him, he was already injured, and he only felt that his body was cold to the bones.

The sky was getting darker, and the wound on Jun Shiling's body seemed to crack a little after the rain.

After being hungry for a day, Jun Shiling was now hungry and tired. He found a step and sat down, wanting to rest for a while before leaving.

However, not long after he sat down, the door behind him was opened,

"The weather is cold, remember to help your brothers and sisters to cover up the quilt, I will be back in about an hour." Qing Ling's voice whispered like Xian Le in this night,

Jun Shiling's body was shocked, and he turned his head sharply, even if he was injured, he didn't care.

Under the eaves at this time, a young woman stood in abundance. She was wearing simple burlap clothes, but she couldn't hide her elegance.

The lights in ancient times were relatively dim, but even in such dark colors, the woman in front of her still revealed a soul as clear as water.

That face was clearly Xia Wanyuan!

Jun Shiling stood up suddenly, but he didn't notice that his leg was seriously injured, so he slammed hard and subconsciously tilted to the side.

He was injured on his leg and did not focus on it. Seeing that Jun Shiling was about to fall, a snow-white hand pulled Jun Shiling back.

"Young Master, are you alright??" Xia Wanyuan straightened Jun Shiling and smiled at him, "Can you still go??"

Hearing what Xia Wanyuan called him, and seeing the look in Xia Wanyuan's eyes looking at him at this time, Jun Shiling's eyes sank, "You don't know me??"

Looking at this strange man in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in Xia Wanyuan's eyes, "Have we met before??"

Xia Wanyuan carefully observed Jun Shiling, and then was burned by the intense temperature in his eyes.

Those deep, sea-like eyes were so heavy that she couldn't bear it.

Xia Wanyuan thought about it for a long time, and finally looked at Jun Shiling. She was sure, "We shouldn't have seen each other before, did the son recognize the wrong person?"