The person who came was none other than Zelan’s master, Qinghuo.
But Yuan Qingling almost didn't recognize it.
I saw that he was dressed in the clothes of the Jin Dynasty, with loose robes, a fairer face, and a beard. If it weren't for the distinctive bright eyes, he would be unrecognizable.
"Master, why are you here?" Zelan asked happily.
Qi Huo pinched his beard and looked at his disciple with a smile, "Master has been here for a while. He became a national master in the Kingdom of Jin so that he could avoid your master wife for a while. What are you doing in the Kingdom of Jin?"
"Have you been in the Kingdom of Jin for a long time? Then why didn't you come to see me?" Zelan asked.
"I have something to do." Qi Huo seemed to be much calmer, and his words were quite dignified as a former imperial master. Yuan Qingling remembered that Yang Ruhai once said that he was a magic stick, and now he sounded like that.
"Zelan, you and your mother come back to your hometown with me, and we can talk." Qihuo said.
Zelan's eyes widened, "You have a mansion now?"
Qi Huo said nonchalantly: "We are all national masters, how can we not have a mansion?"
"Okay, I'm going to visit your mansion. I'll stay for a few more days and have a nice drink...juice with Master." Zelan was so happy that he almost said the wrong thing, and was so busy that he
Change your words.
Qi Huo glanced at Yuan Qing Ling's face with guilty eyes, but he couldn't let her know that he was taking his young disciple to drink.
Yuan Qingling pretended not to understand. Although she was more concerned about Zelan drinking at such a young age, it was not convenient for her to talk about this matter, so she could ask Yang Ruhai to talk to Qihuo's wife.
Yue'er, Qihuo's wife, is more conservative and does not allow Zelan to drink.
I got on the carriage and went straight to the residence of the Imperial Master where he prayed for fire.
The mansion was large, newly decorated, and all the furniture inside was expensive, which showed that the Emperor of Jin really valued him.
Qihuo asked Zelan to check out the whole courtyard by himself, then invited Yuan Qingling into the main hall, and after sending the servants who served tea out, Qihuo asked: "Doctor is here to investigate Emperor Jingtian?"
"Yes, I checked some things. How did you become a national counselor in the Kingdom of Jin? We didn't know it before. No wonder we haven't seen you since we went back to modern times. Since you have been here for a long time, the Emperor of the Kingdom of Jin said
Do you know about marrying Zelan?"
"Know."
"I know...do you agree?" Yuan Qing Ling was stunned.
Qi Huo smiled, with a hint of pity in his eyes, "I agree or disagree, this child is stubborn, and I can't persuade him to do this."
"Is there anything you can't persuade?" Yuan Qingling thought it was impossible. If he couldn't persuade him with his words, wouldn't he still have his fists? He has always been violent.
That was Zeelan, the disciple he held in the palm of his hand.
"Hey, just let him do this. It won't have any impact on Zeelan anyway, and... well, it can be considered a good relationship. Anyway, you know that he won't live long."
Yuan Qingling immediately sat up straight, "Ah? What's going on? Is he sick?"
"Isn't this why you came here?" Qihuo was startled.
"I'm not...I don't know about this matter at all. I'm here to investigate other matters. I'll take a tube of his blood and go back for testing. What's going on?" Yuan Qingling was shocked now.
I'm really panicking. The little emperor is not going to die soon. Is it because of the ice bug? Then Lao Wu...
"Oh, you don't know. I thought Yue'er, a big-mouthed woman, would tell you."
Yuan Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I've never seen her, but you can tell me, what's going on? It's scary."