Normally, everyone in the mansion would have gone to bed early at this time, but today no one could sleep.
"Brother! The big ghost is dead! The big ghost is dead!"
Holding the crying little girl in his arms, Wei Changtian turned his head and looked at Qiu Yun, who was lying on the bed in a coma, and Lu Jingyao, who seemed to have lost his soul next to him, with a gloomy face.
Judging from the results of the interrogation of the group of robbers, the mastermind behind this kidnapping incident is undoubtedly the Liu family.
It is estimated that their initial target should be Lu Jingyao, Qiu Yun was a helper, and Wei Qiaoling was an accident.
After all, the other party's last order was "Kill the older one and let the younger one go." This shows that they know Wei Qiaoling's identity very well and understand the consequences they will face if they kill Wei Qiaoling.
Killing a maid has nothing to do with the overall situation. Killing Lu Jingyao can barely be regarded as reciprocal revenge for beating Liu Zongliang half to death, but if he kills Wei Qiaoling... it will be a completely unrequited situation.
Wei Xianzhi may indeed think so, so he is not so angry that he immediately goes to Liu Mansion to retaliate in kind.
But here in Wei Changtian, whether it is Wei Qiaoling, Lu Jingyao, Qiuyun, or Yuan'er, there is no difference in their weight.
"Master Wei, I have tried my best."
Beside the bed, the imperial doctor raised his head, looked at Wei Xianzhi and sighed.
"Oh, it's just that all the internal organs of this girl were severely injured, and she is not a spiritual practitioner, so she cannot use internal power to heal her injuries."
"To be honest, if she hadn't taken that life-threatening drug earlier, I'm afraid she would have died long ago."
"It's just that the effectiveness of this medicine can last for another two hours at most."
"After two hours, if the damaged internal organs still cannot be restored, it will be difficult to save even if the gods come."
"..."
An atmosphere of sadness lingered in the house.
Wei Xianzhi shook his head and was about to speak, but Lu Jingyao suddenly came back to his senses at this moment and asked in silence:
"Is there any way to heal the injuries to her internal organs? It doesn't matter how much it costs!"
"It's not about money."
The imperial doctor smiled bitterly and said: "As far as I know, there is only one elixir that can cure this injury, and that is the mica mushroom produced in the Tianshan Mountains in the far north."
"Mica Zhi..."
Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen looked at each other, obviously they had never heard of this name: "Yiyi Guo, where can I find this thing?"
"It's hard to find in the sky. How many years have I been... hmm?"
The imperial doctor was suddenly stunned, and after thinking for a while, he hesitated and said: "Master Wei, you are lucky. There may be one in the capital right now."
"where?"
"Royal Palace."
"..."
Wei Xianzhi pondered for a moment, stood up and said solemnly: "In that case, I will go to the palace for a visit!"
"I'll go with you!" Qin Caizhen also stood up.
"good."
Wei Xianzhi nodded, then reached out and patted Wei Changtian's shoulder.
"Keep an eye on your sister and Jingyao."
After giving the instructions, he and Qin Caizhen hurried out the door, apparently heading straight to the palace to see the emperor.
A commander of the Xuanjing Division and a saint from the Tianluo Sect actually went to the palace to ask the emperor for medicine in the middle of the night for a maid.
This matter is undoubtedly very touching at first glance, but Wei Changtian understands very well in his heart——
Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen entered the palace this time just to put pressure on Ning Yongnian on the pretext of asking for medicine.
And besides that, Wei Changtian always had a vague feeling.
I can't find this medicine.
At least if he were sitting in the dragon throne, he probably wouldn't have taken out the medicine.
Alas, I hope Ning Yongnian’s thoughts are different from mine...
He sighed secretly in his heart, and looked at Lu Jingyao, who was already waiting anxiously at the door for the magic medicine to be returned, and the system interface appeared in his mind.
[Mica Zhi: elixir (heavenly level), reshape the body, cure all diseases, 400 points]
300. After killing monsters a few days ago, I earned a total of 180 points, and I was still short of 220 points.
Quite a bit different.
Wei Changtian gently handed Wei Qiaoling, who had cried herself to sleep in her arms, to Yuan'er, then walked to the bedside and silently looked at Qiu Yun, who was as angry as silk for a while.
His eyes were lightly closed, his face was bloodless, and even his lips were pale.
Unlike Yuan'er who occasionally plays a little temperamental, Qiu Yun always looks like he works hard and obeys his orders.
Even if she cheats at cards, she will stand by her without hesitation.
I had promised to find time to give her and Yuan'er a status, but I got busy and forgot...
Fuck the Liu family...
Wei Changtian gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
But at this moment, a blood-stained dress stacked in the corner attracted his attention.
These are Qiuyun's clothes, which he probably changed out just now for the convenience of treatment. There seems to be a crumpled piece of rice paper sandwiched in it, half of which has been stained red with blood.
What is this? Isn’t Qiuyun illiterate?
Wei Changtian took out the rice paper in confusion and unfolded it in the palm of his hand.
But when he saw clearly the small characters written crookedly on it, he was suddenly stunned.
【Gift to Qiuyun and Yuaner】
[Feng Gu’s wonderful tailoring, the autumn clouds send it to the Yaotai.]
[The thin line between the world and the world is always broken, and the blue sea and blue sky come and go.]
The small, crawling characters were not written by Wei Changtian, but they are somewhat similar.
It is estimated that Qiuyun left the "authentic handwriting" he wrote to Yuan'er, and then copied it word by word.
The whole poem, including the title, has a total of thirty-four characters, and only two "Autumn Clouds" are particularly regular.
Because the only two characters Qiuyun can write is her own name.
"call……"
After reading this little poem several times, Wei Changtian flattened the rice paper, folded it, and slowly placed it beside Qiuyun's pillow.
"Wang Er."
"Sir, I'm here."
"Prepare the car, I'm going to the suspension department."
Wei Changtian didn't even look back: "Also, you go to the palace right now."
"I don't care what method you use, as long as you find out that my father has not obtained the mica, burn the mica immediately and notify me."
"yes."
Wang Er turned around and walked out of the room without any nonsense or questions.
After Lu Jingyao, who had been standing at the door waiting for Mica Zhi, heard these words, she hurriedly ran over and asked in a panicked voice:
"Ms. sir, what are you going to do?"
"Won't the Emperor give us mica?"
"Nothing will happen to Qiuyun!"
"Mr. Xianggong, please speak..."
"..."
Compared to others who were still considering the impact of this kidnapping incident on the overall situation, Lu Jingyao's thoughts were very simple.
She didn't even want to know who kidnapped them, all she could think about was Qiu Yun's safety.
Although she is often angry at Qiuyun for always helping Wei Changtian when playing cards.
Although she occasionally bumped into Qiu Yun walking into Wei Changtian's room late at night and still got jealous.
Although Qiu Yun is illiterate in Chinese characters, chess, calligraphy and painting, he has almost no common language with her except playing cards...
But the life and death of such a maid kept her heart in her throat.
Lu Jingyao can only rely on Wei Changtian, so now she is particularly afraid of hearing a negative answer or silence.