Chapter 752 This is my fiancé

The middle-aged man named Jin handed the guide back.

Yu Yonggui put it away, and Pang Jinkang couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Feng, who is this..."

He looked eagerly at Xing Xing and the man beside her.

I don’t know what happened, but he felt very uncomfortable when the two of them just stood together.

Yu Yonggui sneered: "Who is he? Is he related to Master Pang?"

Pang Jinkang was anxious: "Brother Feng..."

Yu Yonggui held out his hand: "No, Master Pang, please don't call me that. I'm afraid I'll give Master Pang the wrong impression and think that I, Feng, am a shameless person who would send my engaged sister to someone else as a concubine!"

Pang Jinkang's face turned red and he stammered, not knowing how to explain.

This was the first time Wei Shiyan heard of this, and his expression suddenly turned a little colder.

The middle-aged man surnamed Jin looked over suddenly, and was a little surprised to see that everything was normal.

Just now, he clearly felt a fierce murderous intent...

Could it be that I have been tense too much these days and am hallucinating?

The middle-aged man surnamed Jin shook his head.

"Brother Feng... don't be angry. I want Miss Feng to live a better life, too." Pang Jinkangzhang blushed and explained in a low voice, "Miss Feng is, after all, a merchant... But don't worry, Brother Feng. If Miss Feng marries me, even if she is a concubine, I will definitely treat her as my wife and will never let her down..."

Yu Yonggui's face turned pale!

His hands were cramping slightly - he really wanted to pull out the soft blade at his waist and chop the turtle grandson directly!

But his reason stopped him - if he took action here, they would all die.

Xing Xing suddenly stepped forward, held Yu Yonggui's hand, turned her head and smiled in the direction of Wei Shiyan, and slowly said: "Master Pang, I haven't introduced you yet. This is my fiancé who I have an engagement with."

Everyone in Pang Jinkang was dumbfounded!

In fact, not to mention Pang Jinkang, even Yu Yonggui was dumbfounded!

Only Wei Shiyan, after shaking his hands slightly, said calmly, yes, he is.

Xing Xing looked at Pang Jinkang and said, "My fiancé and I have a very good relationship, so please don't say those things anymore."

Pang Jinkang was devastated and lost his mind.

Perhaps God also felt Pang Jinkang's sadness, and the wind suddenly blew and the weather changed.

The heavy rain started pouring down without warning.

This place is far from the main city, so Xingxing and her group can only rest in the post stations along the way for the time being.

Wei Shiyan held an umbrella for Xingxing, and the two of them got off the carriage together.

Yu Yonggui: “…”

All right, he supported himself and got off the carriage.

…

Pang Jinkang stood in the rain, looking ahead foolishly. Jin Jian held an umbrella for him. He clicked his tongue in his heart, feeling a little disdainful of the young man who had only love in his mind.

"Master, stop looking." Jin Jian said, "Everyone has gone in. Let's go in too."

Pang Jinkang, in a daze, was pushed by Jin Jian on the back and followed him into the post station.

Xingxing and the others had obviously gone upstairs. More than half of the people who came to take shelter from the rain were sitting in the lobby of the inn. Pang Jinkang looked around but didn't see Xingxing. He looked extremely gloomy.

Jin Jian looked at him and curled his lips again.

But the prefect and his wife had specifically instructed him to take good care of this precious young master.

After Jin Jian coaxed this rich young master into the house, he saw that he was still in a state of despair and grief. Jin Jian sighed and gave an idea: "Young master, if you really like that young lady surnamed Feng, this is easy to do. Let those people of the Feng family meet the bandits and let the sick girl be killed by them."

Pang Jinkang was startled, but then he came to his senses and refused loudly: "No, no, no, no, this won't work, absolutely not... Miss Feng will be so sad."

Jin Jian became more and more impatient: "What do you want, young master? Even if you are heartbroken here, the young lady surnamed Feng will soon marry someone else."

Pang Jinkang's eyes turned red.

Jin Jian took a deep breath.

He used to be a soldier, but he couldn't bear to see the sour attitude of these little girls.

"Okay, Uncle Jin, I know you're doing this for my own good." Pang Jinkang said calmly, "You go out first, I want to be alone for a while."

Jin Jian, with his sword and horse, clasped his fists towards Pang Jinkang and went out.

Pang Jinkang was alone in the room, thinking back to the time when he had never seen Miss Feng and her fiancé getting along. He lied to himself and said that he took Miss Feng as a concubine for her future. She would rather be the concubine of a rich and powerful man than the wife of a businessman.

But now Pang Jinkang saw the two of them standing together - even if they didn't talk, even if they didn't even make eye contact, but the way they stood together made people feel that they were a perfect match.

How could Pang Jinkang not collapse?

He was in great pain.

I developed a high fever that night.

The servant who served Pang Jinkang was terrified and hurried to find Jin Jian. Jin Jian saw that the magistrate's baby had a high fever, so he quickly called a doctor overnight and spent most of the night treating him.

The next day, when Jin Jian continued to lead people to check at the intersection, he had dark circles under his eyes.

He looked down on Pang Jinkang, who was willing to risk his life for a woman.

This place was not particularly far from Anjiang City. Even though it was raining, he sent someone to Anjiang City as fast as possible to deliver a letter to the prefect's wife, Mrs. Luo.

By the evening of the next day, the rain had not stopped yet, and the prefect's wife, Mrs. Luo, hurried over with her people.

Pang Jinkang was also listless when he saw his mother coming over: "Mom, you're here."

Luo was so angry that she patted Pang Jinkang on the arm and said coldly, "You have done this to yourself for a woman. Are you worthy of me and your father?"

Pang Jinkang quickly defended himself: "No, mother, my illness has nothing to do with Miss Feng..."

"Still speaking for her!" Luo said coldly, "Feng Yongyong really thinks she's someone important! She's just a merchant's daughter, and you're the only son of the prefect. You're already giving her face by being willing to take her as a concubine! Does she really think she's so noble?!"

Pang Jinkang said in some pain: "Mom, don't talk about Miss Feng like that."

Mrs. Luo stood up angrily: "It has been raining these days. Is she still in this post station? I will ask someone to bring her here. I want to see why she made my son sick!"

Pang Jinkang wanted to stop Luo, but Luo said to him angrily: "Just sit here and don't say anything!"

Pang Jinkang couldn't persuade his mother, so he could only watch as his mother asked the maid to "invite" Xingxing over.

The maid came back soon.

There was no one behind him.

Pang Jinkang felt a little relieved, but also a little disappointed.

Luo was furious: "Where are the people?"

The maid knelt on the ground, trembling: "Miss Feng said that her fiancé is not in good health, and she has to take care of him. She is afraid that he may be infected with the disease. In order to prevent the disease from being passed on to the lady, she will not come to pay respects to the lady."