At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Mingli's throat rolled several times, but he couldn't say a single word. He could only turn his body slightly to make room for the doctor to check his pulse.

The little old man put his hand firmly on Xie Yuheng's fair wrist, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, making Xie Mingli and the others' hearts grow colder and colder.

Mei Xingyun was holding a large ginseng as thick as his arm and pacing around anxiously.

This was given by his mother to replenish his strength in autumn, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to pass the provincial examination, so he didn't use it.

The main reason is that this stuff is bitter and not delicious!

Xie Chunxi also took the ginseng pill prepared by his daughter for him. If the doctor asked him to take it, he would immediately give it to him.

Xie Zhushu's face was tense. He wanted to ask how he was doing, but he was afraid of disturbing the doctor's pulse diagnosis. One of his men used force and broke the small tree on the side of the road that was as thick as the child's arm.

"It's nothing, my pulse is normal..."

Feeling the sights around him, the doctor said this under tremendous pressure.

"Chi chi chi chi!" Even though he's in a coma, he's still fine, quack doctor, quack doctor!

Suzaku squatted next to Xie Yuheng and didn't even notice the little guy unless he looked carefully.

Xie Mingli also frowned. If the divine bird was not there, he would definitely believe the diagnosis made by the doctor.

After all, the little sister had an accident not long after she was born, but she is still here and seems to be quite dissatisfied with the diagnosis made by the government doctor.

"Through the valley in front is Dongxing Town. There must be a doctor in the town. If you don't want to speed up, please ask the town doctor to take a look."

The first escort said out loud that it was not that he doubted the little old man's medical skills. After all, having one more doctor to see him would give him more peace of mind.

"No!" Si Yuandao, the government doctor, the military escort chief and other people who had some knowledge of medical science said at the same time.

Si Yuandao's face was heavy, "A comatose person must not move around at will, let alone bump on the carriage." Turning to Rong Shi, he ordered: "You ride quickly, go to the town and pay a lot of money to hire a doctor."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Shi rode out on horseback. Si Yuandao shouted angrily: "Remember to be nice to this doctor, cough, cough, cough..."

The wind rushed into Si Yuandao's throat, causing him to cough violently.

The doctor wanted to take his pulse, but Si Yuandao refused. "Find a place to camp nearby and place Marquis Jiangling in place. The government doctor will be waiting nearby."

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the sky gradually became darker.

Rong Shi felt something cold on his face. He knew they were tears, but he didn't want to slow down a little, so he raised his hand to wipe them away.

Ever since he was sent to the young master, the young master looked sick and sick.

However, Mr. Si and the Xie family both said it was okay, and indeed they were fine after getting along with each other for the past few years. Even though he had been infected with cold several times, the young master was like a healthy calf and never got sick once.

He thought the rumors were unbelievable and just thought they were spread by young people who were jealous of the young master's talent...

How could a man as good as the Young Master, with so many ideas to benefit the country and the people, not yet be implemented, how could it be...

He still remembered that two years ago, when the young master learned about his life experience, the little man touched his head and said ambitiously that in the future, everyone in Daliang would not be hungry and would no longer sell their sons and daughters.

I just thought of it as a way to coax him, and he felt very moved.

The whip fell on the horse's back, and the horse ran faster in pain.

The clatter of horse hooves echoed in the valley, and a dark figure on the mountain poked its head out, then retracted.

If the young man from the Xie Mansion were here, he would definitely recognize that this person's face was exactly the same as the 'child' who was being scolded in front of the door on the day the Gui Bang was posted.

The man's figure is much taller than that day. He is either very tall or not.

The man shook his head and whispered: "Only one person is riding fast. At that speed, he should be delivering some urgent document."

A man with a scarred face snorted coldly, carrying a big knife and heading towards the place where the big stone was hidden. "Since it is an urgent official document from the rebel emperor, we will kill it together."

"No."

The man stretched out his hand to stop him, "The main target this time is the kid named Xie, who has now won four yuan in a row. The Emperor is also praising him, probably because he wants to use this to control the family."

"It's a beautiful thought. How can we let Chu Heng, the traitor, succeed in accomplishing something that even Long Live Lord has not accomplished?" The man said with a malicious smile on his face.

When the sound of horse hooves left the valley, thinking about the reward after the event was completed, the man laughed sadly, "What a prodigy, what a unicorn, today will be his death anniversary next year, hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the man's smile stopped. The uncle put the embroidered spring knife on his neck and said coldly: "Smile even louder and let everyone in the world know about it."

A chill ran up the man's tailbone. The man swallowed, his legs trembled and begged for mercy in a low voice, "I made a mistake, please spare my life, Lord Qianhu, please spare my life!"

Qianhu snorted and removed the knife from his neck, just when the man thought he had escaped.

The sword flashed, and the man rolled his eyes with difficulty, looking at Master Qianhu in disbelief. Then he fell to the ground with a plop, his body twitching from time to time, until he finally became motionless, and silence returned to both sides of the valley.

The people lurking around did not even cast a glance at the man's body, which seemed to blend in with the cold wind of the autumn night.

Wei Na with the scarred face lay on the ground shivering, biting his sleeve tightly to prevent the sound of his teeth from chattering.

Two quarters of an hour later, a carriage came speeding from the direction of Dongxing Town. From time to time, voices came from inside the carriage asking the man driving to slow down.

A figure silently approached Qianhu and whispered: "The clothes look like the man who passed by before."

"Let's go find out where that boy from the Xie family is." Qianhu frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Yes."

......

But on the convoy side, Xie Yuheng woke up soon after setting up camp. Looking at the tent above his head, Xie Yuheng was in a daze, not knowing what night it was.

"Chi chi chi!" You wake up!

Suzaku held up its claws and wanted to get closer and touch Xie Yuheng's face, but was caught by Xie Mingli's long hand and put aside.

Suzaku was furious, "chichichichichi!" Bad guy, bad guy!

Xie Mingli made a silent gesture towards it and caught Xie Yuheng's pulse.

Feeling the coolness on his wrist, Xie Yuheng came back to his senses. The scene before his coma flashed before his eyes, and the place where he wore the ring of the head of the family felt slightly hot.

"Brother, I'm fine." Xie Yuheng sat up and half leaned on the cage wrapped in soft cushions.

Then, Xie Mingli glared at him.

Feeling the suppression from his elder brother's bloodline, Xie Yu touched his nose and said hesitantly, "Then... maybe, probably, something might be wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Mingli hugged him tightly.

Feeling the trembling of her elder brother's body, Xie Yuheng pursed her lips and reached out to pat his back comfortingly. She didn't know that the head of the house's ring would suddenly come out like this.

The doctor and Suzaku were left staring at each other, and Suzaku moved his paw to the side.

Hum, there is no way a bird can hug an ugly little old man!

The little old man, the doctor of the government, was stroking his mustache. He was so understanding of human nature. I wonder how it tastes.