Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Yin Qingxuan took a step forward, blocking Liu Sijun's sight, and turned her gaze to Cheng Fenglou.

She comforted him softly, "I'm glad you're okay. Now that you're here, stay with us. I'll get a tent and you can go inside and rest first."

Cheng Fenglou nodded obediently, and then said worriedly: "But...the books at home..."

"Don't worry, those people won't steal the books."

After Yin Qingxuan finished speaking, she turned to He Zangfeng.

"When did Big Brother come back?"

He Zangfeng said awkwardly: "In fact, I didn't leave at all. I wanted to wait for the result of Dengtian Dao, but I saw a bunch of crazy martial artists. I rescued them during the investigation. I didn't expect that my younger sister knew this little brother Cheng. I finally did something right."

Yin Qingxuan smiled and said, "Brother has never done anything wrong. Whether in Beihai or here, you are always a timely help."

Liu Sijun next to him couldn't help but say, "Mr. He, is this your sister? Your family members are really good-looking. Is that your brother too?"

He took a few steps to the side and looked at Ye Jingyu again.

Yin Qingxuan's voice was faint.

"No, he is my husband."

Liu Sijun said "oh" and suddenly saw a figure flash in front of him. A tall middle-aged man appeared. It was He Yuan, the lord of Piaomiao Silver City.

The moment he saw him, Liu Sijun's face changed slightly, then returned to normal in an instant.

He Zangfeng has already bowed down.

"I met my father."

He Yuan grabbed his wrist and said lovingly, "I'm glad you're back. It's just in time for you to come back."

Looking at the gray hair on his father's temples, He Zangfeng felt a little sad.

"I am an unfilial child and I have made my father worried."

He Yuan patted his son on the back and said with a bold smile, "Young people are reckless and willful. Seeing that you are safe and sound, Dad can rest assured."

He Zangfeng's heart suddenly warmed up, and he looked up and asked, "What happened to Dengtiandao? Why are so many people going crazy?"

He Yuan briefly explained what had happened, and He Zangfeng was a little surprised.

Liu Sijun had walked up to a martial artist, took out a silver needle at lightning speed, and stabbed it into his Baihui acupoint without any tricks.

Yin Qingxuan raised her sleeves to stop him.

"Do you know medical skills?"

Liu Sijun nodded.

"I do know a little bit. From what Mr. He's father said, it seems that you haven't found a way to cure them yet. I wonder... can you let me try?"

"Who did you learn your medical skills from?" Yin Qingxuan asked.

"It's a medical record left by my father. In addition, an unknown teacher taught me for a month."

Liu Sijun seemed to recall something sad and sighed softly.

Yin Qingxuan nodded: "If that's the case, then you can give it a try."

"Thank you."

Liu Sijun clenched his fist, turned his wrist, and quickly inserted the silver needle into the man's crown.

Yin Qingxuan concentrated and sensed that the airflow in this martial artist's body was indeed different. It seemed that Liu Sijun had some tricks up his sleeve.

He Yuan also came over with his son and son-in-law, and asked in a low voice: "Qingxuan, what's wrong?"

Liu Sijun had already pulled out the silver needle, looked at the man with a confused look on his face and said, "Strange, there is a strange and evil energy in his body that my silver needle can't remove."

He Yuan didn't hold out much hope in the first place. The three elders of Yincheng had all tried their best, but to no avail. How amazing could the medical skills of such a young man be?

While he was thinking, he suddenly saw Yincheng's personal guard coming to report.

"City Lord, the situation may be more serious than we thought."

(There was a power outage in the whole area without any notice for a whole day. I didn’t get any power until the evening. I could only code a chapter on my phone and then make up for it if the phone came back.)