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Ye Ying was thoughtful, and the person in front of her suddenly seemed to be blown away by the wind, and she stepped out to the courtyard wall, "Boy Ye, the old man sees that you are also a person with a clear heart. Just stay there, but the old man is worried, if you don't care about her in the future, you should persuade her to find a quiet place to hide from the world, so as not to get into trouble."

Saying that, the rickety figure disappeared into the distance after a few ups and downs, and his light steps were not as light as a gray-haired old man.

Ye Ying withdrew her gaze, looked at Gu Xinlan who was sleeping in the room again, felt extremely heavy for a moment, sighed slightly, and hurried to Xixintang.

Three days later will be the official ceremony of the Famous Swords Conference. There is an endless stream of guests visiting the Hidden Sword Villa. When Ye Hui was busy with socializing, he was horrified when he received the news from the manager of the Sword House. He hurriedly sent someone to find Ye Ying. .

The Famous Sword Conference is coming soon, the sword Broken Star is coming out, and the Seven Masters of Hidden Sword are guarding in the Jian Hut. Recently, they have frequently found someone sneaking around outside the Jian Hut. They want to track it down, but because of the other party's surreptitious movements, they come and go without a trace, and they can't find out for a long time results.

After receiving the news, Ye Ying looked equally dignified, and Ye Hui thought to himself: "Brother, someone sneaked into the Sword House two years ago, and this seems to be somewhat similar to the situation at that time. Dial someone?"

"Don't be careless about this matter. What's the situation in the Sword House?"

"Right now, the Seven Sons are guarding Broken Star day and night, waiting for the enemy, but one person still needs to take charge of the overall situation. Look..."

Ye Hui's martial arts are mediocre. Ever since his elder brother's sword level was recognized by Aunt Gongsun, he has given up practicing martial arts. A few years ago, he couldn't even beat Ye Wei, who practiced martial arts a few years later, but now Ye Wei's martial arts are useless. Meng Qiu retired, and Ye Ying was the only one in the village who could take on this important task.

"Leave this to me. You have worked hard these days." Ye Ying looked at the second younger brother who became more and more calm, and seemed a little guilty. It was because she was not good at communicating with words that Ye Hui was allowed to shoulder many important responsibilities.

Back at Luomeiju, Ye Ying went to visit Gu Xinlan after taking a rest, and called the doctor who had been treating her to learn more about Gu Xinlan's condition.

"Master, I'm ashamed to say that Gu Guanshi's body is really strange. The previous typhoid fever made me unable to see through it. Her pulse condition is indeed a sign of illness, but she just coughed for several days, and the cold stagnation in her body did not go away. Fever. Later, Guanshi’s daughter came to ask for it, and I thought about prescribing some medicines to treat and dispel the cold, but the effect was minimal, and the pulse condition was still not warm.” The doctor chattered a lot, and observed from time to time Looking at Ye Ying's face.

"Recently, Guanshi Gu fell into a coma with high fever, and some rashes appeared on his body, which seemed to be symptoms of typhoid fever, but the pulse condition could not be detected, as if..." The doctor swallowed hard, and the following I dare not say any more.

Ye Ying looked at the unconscious Gu Xinlan, her palms tightened under the sleeves, "Follow me to see another person."

The doctor followed Ye Ying to the room at the other end of the corridor. The maid was standing by, and a girl in Tsing Yi was lying on the bed. Her complexion was pale and her face was haggard. "Isn't this the daughter of Guanshi?"

"Check her pulse first."

The doctor stepped forward in response, his expression changed in a short while, he glanced at Ye Ying cautiously, and probed with his fingers on the tip of her nose.

Seeing his actions like this, Ye Ying didn't know what the result would be, and her face suddenly sank.

Slender eyebrows frowned, the person lying on the bed moved suddenly, the doctor hurriedly checked the pulse again, and took it carefully for a long time, the person on the bed slightly opened his eyes, which startled him.

"Zhuang... Zhuangzhu." The doctor was sweating coldly, and cupped his hands tremblingly at Ye Ying, "Young medical skills are superficial, and I really can't detect this girl's pulse."

"Go down, don't say anything about this matter." The cold gaze swept to the left and right, and the people on both sides hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Jing Shu opened her eyes in a daze, her limbs were sore and limp, and her head was also dizzy.Before she closed her eyes, she remembered that the old man she met in Yangzhou City two years ago had come, as well as Ye Ying.

"Do you feel any discomfort in your body?" A familiar yellow suit came forward.

"Where's my mother?" Sitting up with her body propped up, Jing Shu realized that it wasn't her and Gu Xinlan's room.

Ye Ying pressed her shoulder that was about to get off the bed, "You have worked hard these few days, Aunt Lan, I have arranged for someone else to take care of you, you should take a good rest for a while."

"No! I can't leave my mother! She is going to..." Facing the suddenly dim eyes, Jing Shu's throat seemed to be strangled, and all subsequent words were blocked.

Sure enough, according to what the old Taoist priest said, Jing Shu had already seen that Gu Xinlan was not long in the world, but she kept it hidden in her heart. No wonder she never saw joy on her face in the past six months.

"Why didn't you tell me about Aunt Lan's death soon?" Ye Ying looked down at her bloodless face, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her heart.

Jing Shu opened her mouth, her pale lips trembling slightly, "I told you, you may not believe it."

She couldn't even explain why she saw other people's dying faces, how could she tell Ye Ying?Besides, what's the use of talking, she stayed by Gu Xinlan's side and took good care of her, but Gu Xinlan's condition still reached this point.

"You said it, and I will believe it."

The black eyes overflowed with water, and a drop or two of transparent tears shattered on the back of her hand. Jing Shu covered her face and cried softly, "I have been very careful, but mother is still sick, no matter how much medicine she takes Ken is good..."

The cold eyes moved to other places, and the heart was full of complications, "You rest here, don't see Aunt Lan for the time being."

Her pupils dilated suddenly, she hurriedly got out of bed and chased after the figure striding away, "No way! My mother..."

A palm wind pushed her back, Ye Ying indifferently ordered the maid in the corridor, "Lock the door."

The maid was startled, and looked at Ye Ying cautiously. Seeing his uncompromising expression, she quickly took out the key and locked the door.

"No! Let me out!" Jing Shu staggered to the door and slammed on the door, "Master, I know I was wrong! Please let me see my mother! I don't want to leave her!"

The people inside were still begging, but the maid looked at Ye Ying's cold face and dared not open her mouth to intercede.

"Tell everyone not to let her out without my order."

"Yes Yes."

Ye Ying stood on the porch, expecting the cold wind to chill his heart, he narrowed his eyes, "Go to Jishitang and ask if Sheng Shenzhen is free, and if he is free, ask him to come and diagnose Aunt Lan's pulse."

Sheng Changfeng was quickly invited, Ye Ying stood outside the door waiting for the result, the sound from the other room stopped, perhaps because he was tired from shouting, but his heart did not calm down.

The door opened, Sheng Changfeng came out, Ye Ying bowed slightly, "Mr. Sheng, how are you?"

"The cold evil enters the body, hurts the brain, and stagnates without melting, accumulating in the viscera. Even if the old man gives her acupuncture, it can only be delayed for half a month." Sheng Changfeng shook his head.

My heart sank heavily, is it true that Gu Xinlan can't be saved?

Sheng Changfeng pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Master Ye, I have a doubt. This woman had also contracted typhoid fever before, but her pulse has been closed for two times. This approach delays the attack, and perhaps the old man can find a cure for the disease from it."

The answer is Jingshu.

But Ye Ying looked at the other side of the room with a complicated expression. Jing Shu stayed by Aunt Lan's side for a long time, her breath was weak, and he couldn't let her approach here anymore, "Recently, Aunt Lan's prescriptions are all ordinary medicines, and there is nothing special about them. "

Sheng Changfeng has read all the prescriptions and medical history used by Gu Xinlan, if there is nothing special about it, then it is really God's blessing.

Sending Sheng Changfeng away, Ye Ying saw the disciple of Jianlu who was waiting outside Luomeiju, her eyes darkened, she looked at the back compartment, called a few senior servants to explain the matters of the past few days, and then Set off to go to Jianlu.

Broken Star has been guarded by the Seven Masters of the Tibetan Sword since the day it was completed. The Seven Masters of the Tibetan Sword are no more than two years ago. .But recently there are still thieves Xiaoxiao who dare to break into the Sword Cottage to covet the Broken Star. If it's not that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, it is a bold person with high skills. The current situation belongs to the latter.

The first thing Ye Ying did when he arrived at the Sword House was to check Broken Star. He sized up Broken Star's sword carefully with his cold eyes, and put it back on the shelf after checking it. Said: "Broken Star cannot be lost, I will guard the sword with the Seventh Son in the Sword Hut for a few days."

"Yes." Ye Fangzhi hurriedly bowed. It is a surefire strategy for the owner to sit in the town in person. The thief has a secretive movement and can pass through the heavy guards of his disciples. Dare to relax, but in the long run, the state will always be bad, and this is the reason why he reported to his superiors.

For three days in a row, Ye Ying and the Seven Sons of Tibetan Sword took turns guarding the sword. It is not known whether the other party knew that the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa was here to guard the sword in person. Until the eve of the famous sword meeting, there was no sign of those rats.

According to the usual practice, the Tibetan Sword Villa, which is the host before the Famous Sword Conference, will hold a banquet in the building outside the building. Although Ye Hui is in charge, Ye Ying, as the owner of the villa, still needs to go through the motions.It was the first time that he stood on the main seat and looked at all the well-known chivalrous heroes. He raised his glass to signal, and the rest of the people also raised their glasses to join each other. Unexpectedly, he took a sip of sake and put down the glass.

Ye Mengqiu, who had already retired, knew that there was something different about the sword hut, and that the eldest son should not stay outside for too long, and when the atmosphere got warmer, he signaled him to leave.

Ye Ying and Ye Hui looked at each other, the former found an excuse to leave the building outside the building.The night wind blew away the hustle and bustle behind him, he took a light breath, thought for a while, and made a detour back to Luomei Residence on the way back to the Sword Cottage.

The master was not there, and there were patients in the hospital. Luomei Residence was extremely quiet after nightfall, and the maid on duty saw Ye Ying come back and hurriedly saluted.Ye Ying pressed her hand, and walked into Gu Xinlan's room.

The maid immediately stopped him, "Master, Aunt Lan's condition is much worse, you'd better not go in, lest you get overwhelmed."

Ye Ying frowned slightly, but still pushed the door open and walked in. The strong smell of medicine came over her face. He walked to the bed and looked at Gu Xinlan who was sleeping with her eyes closed on the couch, "Did Aunt Lan wake up these two days?"

The maid replied respectfully: "I woke up once or twice, but fell asleep again after not saying a few words."

"What did you say?"

"I can't hear clearly, I think I want to see Miss Jingshu."

Ye Ying stayed with him for half a stick of incense, but Gu Xinlan showed no signs of waking up. He got up and walked out of the room to return to the sword cottage. The maid hurriedly followed behind and said in a trembling voice: "Master, Miss Jingshu..."

The people in Luomeiju couldn't understand why Ye Ying separated Jing Shu and Gu Xinlan. On the first day, Jing Shu still had the strength to knock on the door to ask for help, but on the second day her voice became a little hoarse, and on the third day it even disappeared. movement.Everyone in Luomeiju knew that Ye Ying had always loved Jing Shu, and that Jing Shu was a filial girl. They really didn't understand why he locked her up suddenly at this moment.

Standing outside the door at the other end, the maid helplessly explained what happened in the past three days, "Master, the servants persuaded me a few times, but Miss Jingshu didn't even talk about food, she refused to drink water." , just wanted to see Aunt Lan. You told her not to see her, so we had no choice but to lock her up."

Ye Ying looked at the lock on the door, it was quiet inside, only a very weak breath, her heart trembled, "Open the door."

The maid let out a sigh of relief, and quickly took out the key to unlock it, but when she pushed the door in, she saw a thin figure lying on the ground, and immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed.