Geng Xiaofan quickly reached out to help him, but was pushed away by the girl.

She staggered towards the "Wild Horse" lying on the ground.

"Beauty, I can't ride that horse anymore." Geng Xiaofan thought the girl was going to continue riding, so he kindly reminded her from behind.

"I know!" The girl turned around and looked at her "viciously", then with a "swipe" she pulled out a dagger from her waist.

"What are you going to do?" Geng Xiaofan felt something was wrong.

"Let you know what will happen if you dare to offend me!" the girl said viciously, without blinking, she stabbed the horse's neck with a knife!

The fallen horse whined, struggled, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"You are really ill!" Geng Xiaofan was completely angered by the girl! A good-looking horse was "cruelly" killed like this!

He stepped forward, took a closer look, and pointed to a horse's hoof. "You accidentally dropped a horseshoe. A stone must have hit its foot."

"It's up to you to take care of it!" The girl was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon returned to her cold demeanor, and she still said no mercy.

Geng Xiaofan shook his head helplessly. Such a young lady's temper is really rare!

"Xiaosi, bring my horse over here." Although this girl is too unruly and unreasonable, she really can't be left alone like this.

"I'm unlucky to meet you! Go home quickly!" Geng Xiaofan handed the reins of his horse to the girl, ignored her, and turned away.

There is a poor little boy on the roadside!

"You!" the girl seemed a little surprised, "What's your name? Where are you from?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Geng Xiaofan didn't look back, imitating her tone and replied "viciously".

The little boy seemed to be frightened and kept sitting on the ground blankly.

"Little brother, where is your home? I will take you back." Geng Xiaofan bent down to help the little boy and took him into the carriage.

Fortunately, there was a carriage, which was quite comfortable for two or three people.

The little boy came to his senses and pointed forward.

"Let's go!" Geng Xiaofan whispered to Xiaosi, turned to look at the dazed girl, and walked straight away. Such a barbaric young lady is unreasonable!

"Little brother, what's your name?" Geng Xiaofan asked softly while sitting on the carriage.

"My name is Zhao Qin." The little boy had regained his composure and answered softly.

"What happened to that family? Kicked you out?" Geng Xiaofan wanted to know the specific situation.

"That's the princess's mansion. I went there to find work, but they thought I was slow to work..." the little boy said timidly.

"Princess Mansion? Princess Yang'a?" Geng Xiaofan remembered that when he was crossing the Weihe River ferry, some "migrant workers" came into the city to build the mansion for Princess Yang'a.

"Yes! That's Princess Yang." Zhao Qin nodded.

"Does Princess Yang want to get married? Why are you building a mansion now?" Geng Xiaofan knew nothing about Princess Yang.

"I heard from them that her husband had just died and she no longer wanted to stay in her husband's house. The emperor specially ordered her to build a mansion and live alone." Zhao Qin told what he heard.

"Oh, that's it!" Geng Xiaofan understood. He didn't know how old Princess Yang'a was, but she didn't look too old. At least she didn't have a son. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come back from her husband's house.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Xin shouted, "We're here!"

"Are we here?" Geng Xiaofan looked around. Except for a dilapidated earth temple on the roadside, there was no one here!

"You, where do you live?" Geng Xiaofan asked in disbelief, pointing to the Tutu Temple.

"Well!" Zhao Xin jumped out of the carriage, knelt down and kowtowed three times, "Please give me a name. Zhao Qin will definitely remember it!"

"My name is Geng Fan, and I live in Gengjiazhuang, Maoling. Little brother, you..." Geng Xiaofan realized at this moment that this Zhao Qin was not simple. He should not be an ordinary "beggar". He must have been educated, at least.

Having received a good family education, his speech and behavior are unusual.

"Zhao Qin will never forget Mr. Geng's great kindness!" The little boy kowtowed respectfully again, got up and ran to the Tutu Temple.

"This Zhao Qin is not an ordinary person, let's go and have a look." Geng Xiaofan was a little worried and got out of the car and walked towards the Tutu Temple.

"Sister, sister, what do you think this is?"

As soon as Geng Xiaofan arrived at the gate of Tutu Temple, he heard Zhao Qin's voice in the room.

Looking up, he saw a thin girl lying on the hay in the corner of the ruined temple. She seemed to be about the same age as Zhao Qin.

Zhao Qinzheng took out the remaining half of the pancake from his arms and stuffed it into his sister's hand.

"It's so delicious, I couldn't help but take a bite." Zhao Qin seemed very happy.

"Ahem! Xiaoqin, you can eat it, my sister can't eat it." The girl's eyes were full of tenderness, and she gently held her brother in her arms.

"Sister, you have to eat even if you can't eat it. Try it. I've never tasted such delicious pancakes! It's a pity that it's cold. It would be better if it was hot." Zhao Qin couldn't help but put the pancake to his sister's mouth.

"I'll boil some water for you!" Zhao Qin put the cake into his sister's hand, turned around and ran out. When he looked up, he saw Geng Xiaofan at the door.

"Geng, Mr. Geng, you..." Zhao Qin did not expect that Geng Xiaofan would follow him in.

"Is your sister sick?" Geng Xiaofan had already figured out that the girl lying down must be sick.

"She, she, she has typhoid fever... Wuwu!" Zhao Qin couldn't help crying.

"Little Four!" Geng Xiaofan was really moved by the "tragic situation" of the siblings, and he could not ignore the situation.

"Brother Fan!" Xiaosi had already followed him to his side.

"Set up the stove, set up the pot, and let's cook." Geng Xiaofan knew what to do.

Xiaosi also understood and said no more. He picked up a few stones and set up the pot. Zhao Qin also picked up the firewood and hay with a wink, and the two of them began to boil water.

Geng Xiaofan came to the girl's side. The girl on the ground was pale, her eyes were dull, and she looked like she was dying.

Geng Xiaofan touched her forehead, which felt a little hot.

Typhoid! Isn’t it just a cold and a fever? Take a piece of Bupleurum, or take a few tablets of Ganmao Ling, and just have a good sleep!

But now, where is Bupleurum, where is cold medicine?

No matter what, she had to get her fever down first. Geng Xiaofan thought of the "fine wine" he had brought with him.

Geng Xiaofan took out a piece of white silk, dipped it in white wine, and gently wiped it on the little girl's forehead, temples, then the palms and soles of the feet.

Alcohol should have the effect of lowering body temperature! Geng Xiaofan seems to remember it.

After rubbing it for a while, the little girl really improved a lot. She seemed to have some strength and was in better spirits.

"Thank you, sir!" The girl's voice was still weak, but she already had some confidence.

"This is cold, don't eat it." Seeing that the girl's condition had improved, Geng Xiaofan took the half piece of pancake from her hand, dipped the white silk in some wine again, gently placed it on her forehead, and asked her to lie down

rest.
Chapter completed!