Mu Yunhan shook his head without hesitation: "I dare not say nonsense."
Wu Yanzhuang fell silent. After a moment, he smiled faintly: "That's fine, the reason why fate is fate is because there is no escape. Go ahead."
Mu Yunhan got on the carriage and looked back.
He was still standing there talking to his men, with the unmelted ice and snow behind him. He was tall and steady, giving people a sense of solidity and justice.
Wu Yanzhuang is a good and upright man.
She never seemed to see him complaining. No matter what happened, he would always deal with it calmly.
He has not been home for so many years and has no heirs.
He was suddenly given a little daughter-in-law, and he was not even given time to get married.
Everything is inexplicable.
He suffered from insomnia and anxiety over this, but he did not seem to have any resentment against the emperor.
Maybe it's because you are too loyal to the emperor?
But did he know that the emperor was about to die?
After the emperor dies, if King Xinling comes to power, Wu Yanzhuang may still get some benefits from this marriage.
If the prince takes the throne, this marriage will be a tragedy.
This is so unfair, neither to Wu Yanzhuang nor to that girl.
Mu Yunhan's lips moved and he buried his head deeply.
No one knows it, only you know the biggest secret in the world...but you can't tell it, you can't reveal it even a little bit.
This feeling is really unpleasant.
But what can she do?
There is nothing she can do.
Perhaps as Wu Yanzhuang said, the reason why fate is fate is because there is no escape.
The medical elder didn't come over until noon the next day: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Mu Yunhan shook his head: "No, I'm just worried about Alin's health and want to discuss it with you."
The elder doctor said: "Don't worry, I'm always paying attention."
He smiled happily and proudly, looking at Mu Yunhan with eyes that seemed to be looking at rare treasures: "Your bloodline is particularly compatible with his. It turns out that you didn't understand it and didn't use it to its fullest extent.
It's different now, I'm here, your blood and the recipe I prepared are so exquisite. He can live until..."
Mu Yunhan was very anxious: "How long will you live?"
The elder doctor said: "There is no problem at all if you live to be thirty."
Mu Yunhan's face fell.
The elder doctor said: "Don't be dissatisfied. With his talent and poor physical condition, it will be very difficult for him to live to the age of thirty.
And what I said is inevitable, who knows by chance? As long as we work hard, maybe he can live to be forty, not necessarily fifty."
Mu Yunhan remained silent.
Other men can easily live to be forty or fifty years old, but for Gu Fenglin, it is considered a long life.
This feeling is beyond words.
The medical elder was probably used to it: "Now that you are here, I will test your skills. If you can learn my skills as soon as possible, it will be better for him."
Mu Yunhan plunged into studying without any distractions.
By the time it was over, it was completely dark.
The medical elder stretched his body and smiled with satisfaction and relief: "You girl, you are much better than my stupid apprentices. It's a pity that you started too late."
"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. It's never too late." Mu Yunhan ordered someone to prepare the meal, but he was caught off guard and asked, "What's wrong with Mrs. Ninth?"
"Always fantasize about someone trying to harm her." The medical elder blurted out, quickly covered his mouth, and said unhappily: "Why are you like this?" (To be continued)