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Only a few of Liu Siyuan's close relatives and a servant who served him closely knew about his hidden illness.

Even the servant was strictly ordered not to reveal any information to irrelevant people, otherwise it would not be a simple matter of selling.

This old Taoist priest knew at a glance that it was the old immortal brother who had really beaten him.

"Old Immortal, can this hidden disease be cured?"

The old lady seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and tears of excitement rolled out of her eyes again.

"Cure?" Qingfeng flicked his whisk and pinched the few gray and messy beards with his skinny fingers.

"I can't cure it, but..."

"But what?"

Seeing hope this time, the Shangshu and his wife were also excited.

Qingfeng raised his eyelids and pulled the corner of his lips meaningfully, "The time has not come yet. If the time comes, the young master's eye disease will naturally heal. Now, I can only temporarily relieve his pain."

At this time, Liu Siyuan frowned a few more times, as if he was in great pain, and the corners of his lips kept twitching as he sucked in cold air.

"Yuan'er."

The Shangshu's wife cried out with tears in her eyes, feeling extremely distressed, and urged the Taoist priest to take action quickly.

Although it cannot be cured, it can temporarily relieve the pain, which is good.

"Okay, no problem, but please step aside for a moment. Also, no matter what strange noises are heard in the room, no one is allowed to barge in, otherwise it will disturb my treatment. If anything happens to the young master, you can only pray for the best."

"Okay, Taoist Priest, please start!"

Minister Liu winked at her, but his wife was still a little worried, but was dragged out of the room by the old lady.

In the room, Taoist Qingfeng stared at Liu Siyuan for a long time before he said faintly, "Xunfeng, you have worked hard over the years. Soon, you won't have to work so hard anymore."

After saying that, he gently pressed the skinny and slender fingers of his left hand on Liu Siyuan's forehead, muttering something.

After a while, Liu Siyuan's brows relaxed a little, and the twitching of his mouth stopped.

Then, Taoist Qingfeng swung his whisk in all directions a few times, pointed his index and middle fingers upwards, and began to chant a spell in a low voice.

After a while, wisps of green spiritual energy gathered from all directions. Then, as if finding a master, the spiritual energy happily gathered at the place where the old Taoist's hand was pressing, and slowly seeped into Liu Siyuan's forehead.

Taoist Qingfeng chanted the incantation faster and faster, and gathered more and more spiritual energy, which seemed to be surging.

As the spiritual energy increased, Liu Siyuan's face gradually became distorted from his initial enjoyment, as if he could not bear so much spiritual energy, and his body rushed towards the direction of explosion.

"Xunfeng, bear with it a little longer, the seal has already appeared."

The old Taoist muttered something, and then chanted an incantation very quickly. One could only hear his lips moving and could not even hear what he was chanting.

"what--"

Finally, Liu Siyuan shouted.

outside the house.

A few steps away from the door, Minister Liu and his family were waiting, and no one left.

As time passed, the old lady's face became more and more solemn, and her two hands hidden in her wide sleeves were pinching each other, leaving fingerprints.

This grandson looks so much like the deceased old Shangshu, which is why she loves him so much.

"Master, it's been so long..." The Shangshu's wife hesitated to speak, expressing her concern.

Minister Liu was also very nervous, but he had to pretend to be calm and keep the situation stable.

He stroked his beard and said slowly, "Madam, please be patient..."

Hey, what does it feel like? It feels so good.

Strands of spiritual energy passed through their bodies and flowed into the house.

They cannot see the spiritual energy, but under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, their negative emotions such as worry and boredom gradually dissipate, and are replaced by peace and tranquility.

"what--"

The heart-wrenching cry startled everyone out of their immersion.

"Yuan'er."

"Yuan'er."

The old lady and the minister's wife said in unison, and were about to rush into the house. Minister Liu, who remembered Qingfeng's instructions, grabbed the two of them and said, "You forgot what the Taoist priest told you. This is about Yuaner. Wait a little longer."

"But, sir, you heard the cry just now, what if..."

"There's no such thing as a one-time event. Trust the people you employ, and don't employ them if you don't trust them. Have you forgotten how Yuan'er was rescued a few years ago?"

Thinking of the great danger that happened a few years ago, the Shangshu's wife stood there in a daze, not daring to move.

"Squeak--"

About a quarter of an hour later, two doors intricately carved with rich peony patterns opened.

"Master, how is our son?" The family gathered around him and asked.

Taoist Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. His already mottled and frizzy hair became even more frizzy, and his hands were shaking slightly.

He adjusted his facial expression and pursed his lips and said, "It's okay. I wrote a prescription. You need to take one dose a day for three consecutive doses. In addition, you need to use this medicine guide every time you take the medicine."

Taoist Qingfeng handed over a piece of paper folded in half as he spoke. It was obviously the recipe he had heard of.

There is also a small yellow medicine gourd, which contains the medicine.

I don’t know what the medicine is made of, but I can smell the fragrance through the gourd.

After saying this, the old Taoist priest left without saying goodbye. He looked a little tired, but he couldn't help laughing up to the sky, as if he had encountered a great joy.

By the time Minister Liu and the others reacted, Qingfeng had disappeared, as if he had never been there.

But looking at what's in his hand, haha, people with such ability probably have different behaviors and temperaments from others!

"Yuan'er."

"Yuan'er."

The old lady and the lady were already impatient and called Liu Siyuan into the house.

"Grandma, mother, Yuan'er is fine now. Yuan'er was unfilial and made grandma and mother worry."

When Liu Siyuan saw the two people, he sat up from the couch and wanted to get up to greet them, but was held down by the old lady.

"My grandson, please don't move. Let your grandmother take a good look at you."

The two looked at Liu Siyuan carefully, and sure enough, the old Taoist with shaggy hair did have some skills.

Liu Siyuan's complexion was obviously much better than before, especially his eyes, which were as clear and bright as autumn water, as bright as stars, and contained endless spirit. It was no exaggeration to say that they were the most beautiful eyes in the world.

Weilan Courtyard of the Marquis' Mansion.

"Huahua, why do you keep rubbing your eyes? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yun asked Shihua gently. Ever since her precious daughter took the broken pen given by You'er, she has been blinking her eyes from time to time and even raised her hand to rub it.

Shihua’s thoughts: It’s nothing, mother, it’s just that my eyes hurt a little.

Hearing the voice in her heart, Yun hurriedly took a closer look. The eyes were clearly black and white, watery and sparkling, without any abnormality. She felt relieved and gently pressed the corners of Shihua's eyes with a silk handkerchief, thinking to herself: Maybe it was the wind that caught her. She should take her out less often in the future.

Xunyou was full of self-blame. Why did he give his sister a crappy pen for no reason? Look, it even made his sister's eyes uncomfortable.

At this time, Nanny Zhao ran in in a hurry. She ran so fast that she almost fell when crossing the threshold.

Yun took a deep breath and frowned slightly. The nanny had always been steady, but the fact that she was so anxious might have caused something serious.