[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

"Miss Sheng'er, I don't want to be a short-lived ghost either." He pulled up a wry smile on his lips, which was self-deprecating, and changed his nickname jokingly, "But my divination has never been miscalculated."

"Guo Fengxiao!" He was still smiling, but his handsome brows were full of exhaustion. Ah Sheng couldn't bear to look at him anymore, and lowered his head to interrupt, "What nonsense are you talking about! How come you have fallen like Cao Mengde, believing that so-called You are the gods and gods who are determined by fate, you used to be the most disbelieving in destiny, why are you so reduced to such a ridiculous point now?!"

"Listen to me." Seeing that he was silent, she raised her head forcefully, and unconsciously took on an orderly tone, and continued, "Your illness will definitely be cured, I will go and ask Hua Tuo to treat you Prescribe the prescription, you have to be obedient and take your medicine on time, live a good life, and I will treat you to drink when you are 70 years old. My plum wine is learned from Xun Lingjun, but it is definitely better than his brewing, you Are you greedy or not? If you are greedy, let me live to that age, otherwise I will never think about it."

Guo Jia looked at her tenderly and helplessly, nodded slightly, and Ah Sheng took it as his consent.

He seemed to want to smile, but the corners of his mouth were only half raised, and suddenly a sharp pain hit his chest.

A Sheng was stunned to see him losing his composure for a moment, panting weakly, the dripping cold sweat dripping down his forehead wantonly, the clear facial features on his face tightened in pain, he grabbed the edge of the bed and coughed hastily.

"Feng Xiao!" Her eyes hurt from the dazzling redness, she immediately panicked and went to help his back in a panic.

The blood stained the moon-white curtains, like crimson peach blossoms blooming in the snow. Although they were gorgeous and eye-catching, they were so short-lived that they would soon wither.

His body has actually become so weak... It shouldn't be, he is still so young, less than 30 years old, why did God want to deprive him of his life so cruelly?

How could she have the heart to let such a lively and suave man endure the torment of being eroded by illness alone, and she could only watch him succumb to destiny and fate, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing the sadness in A Sheng's eyes, Xu Shi casually took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, then comforted her with words, still smiling calmly, as if he was talking about irrelevant people: "I've been peeing since I was a child." I have already gotten used to this disease, so Miss Shenger needn’t worry. But in fact, I am not afraid of the destiny. It is my great fortune to receive the grace of Sikong Zhiyu in this life, and it is my wish to die for him. Naturally, I am willing to accept the retribution and punishment for my peeking at the mysterious secrets."

His face was calm, like still water without the slightest ripple, his eyes were sincere, but like a big stone thrown into the river of Ah Sheng's heart suddenly, it splashed chaotic snow waves.

A Sheng stared at those clear eyes and fell into a daze. He didn't know how to answer for a while, he pursed his lips, and after a long time of dullness, he raised his head again and said with difficulty: "Then you... There are so many people who have always cared about you, such as me, Mr. A Manling and Gongda, and... Shuangshuang, by the way, you haven't married a wife yet, so how can you leave casually?"

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, she deliberately raised her tone and winked at Guo Jia playfully, trying to pretend to be a child to make the atmosphere more lively, so as to drive away the depression shrouded in the roof.

"I never thought about it." He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Since I knew the ending earlier, why bother to trouble my good girl."

"But Shuangshuang likes you so much, but you are so pessimistic about your future destiny, how sad she must be." Ah Sheng suddenly felt the same feeling, her lower lip was unconsciously bitten by her own teeth, oozing a little bit of salty smell.

"So I can't hurt her."

With a "pop", there was a muffled sound outside the window, which suddenly interrupted A Sheng's unspoken rebuttal.

She didn't know what happened, she subconsciously went to the window to look out, and was immediately hurt by a glare of light, but it was a crystal bell hanging in the corner of the corridor that was blown to the ground by the wind.

The transparent fragments floated all over the ground, refracting countless unbelievable suns, and at a glance, they were covered with bleak blue gray, and gradually scattered in all directions.

A Sheng couldn't help sighing, went out to pick it up, just pushed open the half-covered door, bumped into Shuangshuang who just came back.

She held a steaming medicine bowl in her hand, and the lingering smoke floated up, bringing in a burst of bitter green aroma.

Shuangshuang stared blankly for a moment, then nodded to A Sheng, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." After saying that, she walked into the room and handed the soup to Guo Jia, and there was a crisp sound of the spoon and the pottery bowl colliding, " Ding clang" sounded.

A Sheng bent down to pick up the string of crystal bells that fell, and what was left in his hand was a pair of incomplete remains, the edges that had been cut abruptly were fragmented, and the wings of the chilling cicadas had been broken and disappeared, looking very lonely.

**

"Raw licorice is half a penny, loquat leaves are soaked in water for two liang, and Burnet is six qian—" The Nei Jing in his hand was turned into a mess, and A Sheng was holding a thick stack of slips, flipping through the words while writing with a pen down.

She knew how serious Guo Jia's condition was, but she couldn't just sit and watch.Mr. Hua Tuo didn't know where to find a doctor, so she could only go to the battle in person, and collected medical books from the study to study.

However, these acupoints with all sorts of strange shapes and extremely complicated shapes made her even more headache. She didn't help others to see her illness, but she made her temples burn and hurt, and her eyes were tired and swollen.

"Mother, my son quoted Zheng Xuan Daru's commentary on the Book of Rites in this article, and it took me a lot of effort to memorize it. Why did the master say that my son used it wrong?" Pi'er ran over holding the slip of paper, puzzled Looking left and right, pouted in doubt.

A Sheng was busy researching the names of those out-of-the-ordinary medicines, and casually took the letter from Pi'er.

After a cursory look, it was full of literary quotations, which in her eyes were like flies crawling around, so she immediately frowned and returned it to him: "I don't understand this either, you can ask the teacher yourself, and explain everything you don't understand Go ask."

Pi'er was aggrieved, pouted even higher, and pitifully rubbed the bamboo in his hand. After being rejected by A Sheng, he could only return to his room in desperation.

The wind blew up the sheets of rice paper and made a "fluttering" sound. Fortunately, the edges were pressed so that they would not be blown to the ground.

Pi'er suddenly saw the lion paperweight on the table, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he thought of Xun Yun who gave him the paperweight.

Xun Yun!

He is so smart, everyone praises him as a genius, this kind of problem will definitely not trouble him!

Thinking, it's not too late, and he didn't bother, he ran out of the house before it was time to eat, and stopped in front of the Xun Mansion panting.

"Old man, I'm here to find Brother Ah Yun." Pi'er looked around curiously, his immature face was full of excitement.

The butler looked at him carefully, and saw that he was a child not reaching his waist. Although he was not wearing a splendid attire, his behavior was full of dignity, and he bowed to him politely.

He didn't know whose family the child was, so he was short and pleasant, and asked with a smile, "Which family are you from?"

Pi'er heard the words, and said loudly: "My father is Cao Sikong, my surname is Cao, and I am a child of the Cao family."

He answered in a straight and serious manner, and the moment he opened his mouth, the butler was taken aback. Unexpectedly, this child was Cao Sikong's son, and he immediately suppressed his smile.

Hastily bending his waist even lower, he respectfully spread out his sleeves and invited Pi'er in:

"It turned out to be Mr. Cao. The old slave is not very polite. Please forgive me. My eldest son is studying his homework in the study. You can go to the study to find him. The study is at the end of the corridor. Turn left, pass a courtyard, and go through the There is a moon hole over there, and climb up to the attic on the second floor."

Pi'er said "Oh", and then walked in the direction pointed by the old housekeeper, silently reading the path in his heart, not daring to miss a single word.

The winding path leads to a secluded room, where trees and flowers are intertwined, his little head is dazzled in a short while, and as he walks, a small rockery appears in front of him inexplicably.

But he clearly remembered that this place should be a patio.

The more I recall, the more confused I become, as if I was going around and changing places, and I couldn't get out no matter how I walked.

Everything in this strange environment seemed to be a new world. He couldn't figure it out, and he could only grope around in fear. Panic gradually climbed into his heart, and his hands and feet became cold with fright.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" Pi'er yelled vigorously, her little hands forming a trumpet shape and shouting in all directions. She didn't dare to stop, and unexpectedly turned to a row of bedrooms.

The architecture of the Xun Mansion is simple and elegant. The nanmu carved pillars are engraved with exquisite birds and landscapes. The cornices and corners are entwined with beautiful orchid patterns, and the beautiful vines climb and grow along the walls, which are bright and moving.

But... this seems to be an inner room...

Feeling a little uneasy, just as he turned his head to leave, suddenly, the smell of rouge and pollen mixed into his nostrils, and he heard the sound of light footsteps coming with the fragrant wind.

A few young maids came out from inside, holding a huge porcelain vase that was broken into several petals, all of them looked sad, with tears in the corners of their eyes.

"Where are the children rushing into my house and making noise there! Didn't you see that my wife is sleeping? It's really out of order." Suddenly, there was a sharp scolding in the room, and the tone was fierce, as if he had just gotten angry. , out of thin air Pi'er was startled.

Afterwards, a woman in purple clothes and Xiapei appeared at the door. She was dressed in high style, and the long silk and gold silk sash slipped from the cuffs, showing her noble status.

Pi'er boldly raised his head and looked at her. The lady in front of him was as gorgeous as a peach and plum, and she also had an elegant posture of knowledge and etiquette, but the pair of Danfeng eyes that should be beautiful showed meanness and contempt, and her lips were bent into sarcasm. Looking at the arc of the circle in dissatisfaction, it is really uncomfortable to watch.

As soon as she stepped out of the threshold, she was stunned for half a second after her eyes touched Pi'er, and immediately looked up and down.

The boy in front of him was wearing a delicate bun, with a fair face, dark eyes like stars in the sky, eyelashes that kept fluttering and touching, and a delicate nose and small mouth that looked like a person.

The name popped into her mind instantly.

It was too similar to that A Sheng who didn't know good from bad, and who didn't know how to be superior or inferior.