Qin Mansion, in a private attic strictly guarded by guards.
Li Shida, who was wearing a plain Confucian shirt, walked back and forth in the house, looking at the bed in the house from time to time.
Waves of milky hazy halo slowly emanated from it.
A ball of "beautiful mutton-fat jade" came from the forehead of the unconscious man on the bed.
This person is Qin Ji.
Suddenly, an announcement came from outside the attic.
Li Shida walked out of the attic quickly.
Not long after, he welcomed in a python-robed eunuch and a royal physician with white hair and beard.
The imperial doctor carried the medical box and came to the bed to investigate carefully.
It didn't take long.
The imperial doctor took a breath, shook his head, put down his hand to check the pulse, and looked back at Li Shida.
"Mr. Li, the head, the head of the body, the focus of human and god, Mr. Qin injured this place, and it is also the Niwan Palace, one of the nine palaces on the head. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.
Fortunately, the Prime Minister of Qin used the immortal method to use this magical object to bring Mr. Qin to a sigh of relief, but even so...sigh."
Li Shida frowned, "Doctor Zhang, please tell me, what is the situation now?"
Doctor Zhang glanced at Li Shida's face and said sadly:
"I have been checking over the past few days and found that Mr. Qin's pulse is getting more and more chaotic, and the gossamer energy between his mouth and nose is getting weaker and weaker. In a few days, it will probably... break."
Li Shida's eyes narrowed, his lips tightened, and he was silent for a moment, his voice hoarse.
"Doctor Zhang have a way to continue it for a while..."
Before he finished speaking, Doctor Zhang shook his head.
The latter touched his beard and said seriously: "This old man is a mortal and is really helpless. Even if you didn't tell me, I still don't know where Mr. Qin's injury came from... Alas, now I only have
We can wait until Prime Minister Qin comes back, but I wonder if we can bring him a cure in time."
Li Shida glanced at the person on the bed and said in a deep voice: "Excuse me, the doctor, how many days does he have left?"
Doctor Zhang thought for a while and said in a cautious tone: "Three days...four days at most, but the fourth day will be very dangerous..."
Afterwards, Li Shida asked a few more questions, and Doctor Zhang mostly shook his head.
soon.
Doctor Zhang collected his things and prepared to leave.
Li Shida stood there, staring straight at the teacher's beloved son on the bed, not knowing what to think.
Doctor Zhang picked up the medical box, said goodbye, and left.
What's strange is that the python-robed eunuch who accompanied him before and remained silent since then did not say goodbye and leave together like in the past.
inside the house.
It was quiet for a short while.
There is only the milky white halo inside the bed.
The clouds are thick with smoke.
Li Shida was still staring at the dying man on the bed, licked his dry lips, and said hoarsely without moving his gaze:
"Father-in-law, what else can I do?"
The eunuch in the python robe thought for a while, and then spoke in a soft voice what the Lord asked him to bring.
Li Shida listened silently at first.
at some point.
His expression changed, and he suddenly looked at the python-robed eunuch behind him.
"real?"
"Master Li, will your Majesty's words be false?"
After saying that, the python-robed eunuch said goodbye and left.
Li Shida let out a breath, relaxed his brows, looked happy, grabbed the black token around his waist, and walked out quickly.
Just, suddenly.
He paused beside the door.
The scholar in plain robes lowered his eyes, moved his eyeballs from side to side, and remained silent.
Su Xiaoxiao discovered.
Two hands, the touch of fingers clasped together.
It's the most comfortable.
Well, I just sweat a little too much, um, it's his.
This feeling of filling up the palm of your hand is like the bluestone on Qiantang Mountain that is baked by the noon sun.
Let her sleep peacefully and peacefully.
Warm and grounded.
And, with their fingers clasped together... it seemed like he would never be able to run away.
Su Xiaoxiao quietly glanced aside at the side face of Zhao Rong, who was shopping next to her.
The clasped fingers were hidden under the sleeves of her wide Taoist robe, and the two of them were very close to each other.
Naturally, outsiders cannot see it.
This gave Su Xiaoxiao a secret sense of satisfaction that only existed between the two of them.
Her hands are small and delicate, like freshly baked snow-white buns that make people want to take a bite.
A slight pinch will leave a red fingerprint.
Zhao Rong's hands were originally slender and fair, but due to long hours of pen-picking and calligraphy practice and diligent cultivation, they had a lot of calluses.
Therefore, between the two hands under the sleeves, the delicate skin and the rough skin are in close contact.
No matter how you think about it, Zhao Rong should be "bullying" her.
but.
now
She was dizzy.
Very happy with this.
An idea suddenly came to my mind.
How great would it be if we could keep walking hand in hand with him like this? Even if we are bullied by this bad guy all the time, well, it doesn't matter if we bully a little bit more.
As long as he doesn't pull away.
Su Xiaoxiao's clear black and white eyes couldn't help but glance at the side face to the side.
I saw that the person holding him had a calm expression.
Well, what is this bad guy thinking about now...
at this time.
The two of them were visiting the bustling streets of Liangjing.
Su Xiaoxiao was still dressed as a graceful and elegant Taoist nun, while Zhao Rong was still wearing a purple Confucian shirt.
If you look at it from a distance.
Holding hands, two people create the first impression on passers-by.
That is, a double wall person.
Of course, you can also tell it from the demeanor of passers-by.
After getting closer, they looked at the double-walled man, and most of them showed disappointment and regret.
Well, the former was for Zhao Rong, and the latter was for the watery and rare little cabbage that he had cupped.
At this time, Zhao Rong was not aware of the strange and delicate thoughts of the little fox demon next to him.
He also ignored the envious looks of passers-by.
His attention was entirely focused on what he was about to plan.
Two days have passed and the fish has not taken the bait yet.
Even though he had always felt that his Qi nourishing skills were good, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Because time waits for no one.
If it were delayed any longer, if Qin Jianfu hadn't returned, the difficulty would have instantly increased.
Otherwise, the news from Zhongnan Kingdom was "late" and the identities of the two were exposed.
Forget it, as of now, I can only wait quietly, it is useless to think too much.
Zhao Rong took a deep breath and continued shopping with Su Xiaoxiao.
Have fun all the way down.
The two of them did not encounter any evil young man from Liangjing who bullied men and dominated women.
First, because the most arrogant and domineering villain in Liang Jing is still dying in bed, causing his "like-minded" partners to keep a low profile recently.
The second reason is that the two of them, Zhao and Rong, look like they have good status by looking at their attire.
Moreover, generally, the female companion beside a man can reflect his status.
A young man with a decent but unremarkable appearance was accompanied by a stunning Taoist nun.
He doesn't look like an ordinary person. Who knows how deep his background is...
The streets are busy and lively.
As soon as Su Xiaoxiao saw a snack that made her greedy, her favorite rouge and gouache, or something weird.
He pulled Zhao Rong towards him with joy in his eyes.
Both seemed completely into the roles they played.
It's approaching noon.
Zhao Rong took Su Xiaoxiao, who was croaking with hunger, back to the gorgeous mansion arranged for them by Emperor Wei.
The little fox demon played all morning, gained a lot and bought a lot of things.
However, it was a pain for Zhao Rong, so he had to carry it all.
Zhao Rong was dissatisfied and protested.
However, he was blocked by Su Xiaoxiao's light words.
"My dear husband, be obedient."
Zhao Rong: "..."
Which book did you learn this from?
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that next time he must take the servants of the house out with him...
But before he could think more about it.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a scholar in plain robes and a group of guards and servants standing waiting in front of the door of the mansion where he and Su Xiaoxiao lived.
It seemed that he sensed someone approaching.
The scholar in plain robes in front turned his head and stared for a moment.