Lord God after amnesia

The rumors in Fengyue Tower made Qing let nature know more or less.

He didn't respond on the surface, but his heart was indeed cold and cold.

The Ruan family has never been out of Longyang, and has never been out of Longyang. Looking at the used medicine bottle on the table, the warmth in my heart disappeared again.

With a wave of his sleeve, the medicine bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

After resting at the foot of the mountain for two days, Lansu decided to rush back to the capital to avoid long nights and dreams.

The carriage was full of the money that Ding Mi had prepared for him, and Lan Su regained some of his strength by eating snacks of beef jerky.

Two days before arriving in the capital, Lan Su always felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it, he decided to take a slightly detour. He had been away from the capital for too long. If Su Yu noticed something, he would definitely rob and kill him outside the city. he.

Things went as Lansu expected, even though he changed his way.

A few sharp arrows slammed into the door of the carriage, the horse was startled, and then no less than ten masked men came out from all directions.

Lan Su complained in his heart, this Su Yu really thinks highly of him, for a nobleman like Su Xian, he actually sent so many assassins, it's really worth the money.

Lan Su shouted in her heart: "Su Yu, I will go back alive and skin you!!!"

Before they had time to say anything more, these masked killers rushed over, with sharp swordsmanship and deadly moves.

Lansu dealt with ten assassins, and the wounds on his shoulder armor healed a lot during the seven or eight days he was on the road. He dealt with two of them first with his ruthless hands. It can be seen from the swordsmanship that these people are all masters.

Seeing his companion lying on the ground, an assassin took the opportunity to stab Lansu's right abdomen. Lansu turned the fatal wound into a slight skin trauma, and his clothes were cut open and blood was seen.

The ground was messy, these assassins were not good at stumps, Lansu was outnumbered, was stabbed in the abdomen, and suddenly felt warm, and took several steps back before receiving the assassin's attack.

When Su Yang arrived, four or five fell to the ground, and the rest were still fighting. This sudden change made the assassin a little confused. So, the man in black became a little anxious, and the sword edge turned slumped towards Lansu Go, Su Yang quickly separated them with his sword, and subdued several people in a short while.

It's just that before they had time to ask, these people bit the poison in their mouths and died on the spot. They should have signed a death contract when they came.

Lan Su heaved a sigh of relief and held his abdomen to stop the bleeding. The wound was painful and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. After seeing the person clearly, he was a little surprised:

"Third brother, why are you here?"

Su Yang's face was livid, but he still couldn't hide the worry in his eyes. He quickly put down his sword and went forward to help him up to check the abdominal injury.

"Brother, how do you feel? Let's talk about it another day. Let's go back to Beijing to see the doctor."

Su Yang helped Lansu get into the carriage, he treated Lansu's wound briefly, and then drove the carriage to the capital.

They traveled all night and night, and finally arrived at the capital in Choushi. Su Yang temporarily placed Lan Su'an in another house of his own.

Lansu's abdomen was seriously injured, and the previous wound opened again during the fight, and he lost a lot of blood.

Afterwards, he developed a high fever in a daze. In the middle of the night, Su Yang did not know where to invite a doctor to look at his wounds, and then he fell unconscious.

Lansu has been in a coma for several days. Su Yang has been taking care of him and invited a bunch of doctors. Because Lansu's injury is too serious, the doctors all replied that everything depends on luck.

"Third son, the little prince...here, his life was saved, but the injury has dragged on for too long, so it's hard to say anything else. Does the little prince care about anyone in his daily life?"

The old man looked solemn, and spoke hesitantly.

Su Yang also had a serious expression on his face: "Sir, please speak directly."

"The little prince fell into a coma. It's hard to say when he will wake up. If someone he cares about takes care of him and shouts in his ear, it can make the patient's desire to survive stronger, and maybe he can wake up as soon as possible."

The old Langzhong sighed heavily. As a doctor, he was powerless to treat patients.

"Sir, this matter..."

The old doctor naturally understood that this was not an ordinary patient.

"The old man understands that no one else will know about this matter, please rest assured, Third Young Master."

"That's good, Su Yang thank you sir."

The old man left after saluting.

Su Yang ordered someone to take care of Lansu, and went back to the palace by himself, Ding Mi waited and waited, and almost cried when he saw Su Yang, he looked back, and there was only one person.

"Third Young Master, why did you come back alone, little... Where's the little prince?"

"Brother was ambushed outside the city and was seriously injured. His life was saved, but it's hard to say when he will wake up..."

Ding Mi was paralyzed when he heard this, and Liushen Wuzhu sat on the ground and muttered to himself:

"How did this happen, how did this happen, where is the little prince? Please, Third Young Master, take me to meet the little prince... Please."

Su Yang looked at Ding Mi who was crying on the ground, pursed his lips and asked something important:

"Ding Mi, I came here to ask, is there anyone he cares about on a daily basis? This is very important, and it may wake up the elder brother as soon as possible."

Su Yang said solemnly, although his elder brother is famous, but he really wants to find an important person, Su Yang can't think of it.

Ding Mi raised his head suddenly when he heard the last sentence:

"Yes, yes, I'll go find him right now."

Ding Mi rushed to Fengyue Tower in a hurry. If he came like this, even if Qing asked the young master to be willing, he might not be able to take him away.

The old bustard held a fan in his hand, squinted his eyes to look at Ding Mi, and said in a surprised tone:

"What's wrong with your appearance today? Young Lord Mo abused you, and you want to come to my place to make a living?"

"Liniang, I'm here to ask you to borrow someone today."

While talking, Ding Mi was thinking about how to get the old bustard to agree, the person he borrowed was not an ordinary young lady.

"Oh~ Then tell me?" Liniang looked up at him with interest after hearing what he said.

"I... I'm here to excuse you, Young Master, the little prince... Anyway, this matter is unusual and urgent. I hope Liniang can be accommodating. Ding Mi kneels down for you..."

The old bustard grabbed the man with quick eyes and hands.

"That's not okay, you can't even kneel down to me, others can easily say, how can you make it my brand by borrowing it? If this matter gets out, how will I do business in the future?"

"Liniang, didn't you say that ten thousand taels of gold can be used to redeem the son of the Qing Dynasty? I will add another 2000 taels of gold for our little prince. How about lent me for seven days?"

Ding Mi was so anxious that his chest heaved up and down. He was still panting a little while running all the way, and he looked very embarrassed.

Liniang thought for a moment and said, "Well, it's not impossible, how about 5000 taels of gold for seven days?"

Looking at Ding Mi like that, Liniang knew in her heart that this deal was worth more than 2000 taels of gold.

"You...! 5000 taels of gold is too much! It's a robbery." Ding Mi was so anxious that he couldn't speak, and his face turned red.

"Don't worry, I have friendship with the little prince. How about 5000 taels in ten days? I will announce to the public that Mr. Qingrang is ill in ten days, but you have to give me a proof, so that I won't regret it later. Who told me to go?!"

Ding Mi gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely, "Success! 5000 taels is 5000 taels!" Nothing is more important than the life of the little prince.

Then he took out the token from his waist, it was left by the young prince when he left, in case he would be bullied, this token is not easy to get, it is an important token.

"Here! This should be fine!"

Liniang glanced at the token in Ding Mi's hand, and took it with a smile.

"Okay, of course, but I can't interfere with whether this person is willing to go with you."

Hearing this, Ding Mi frowned, and ignored Liniang and went straight up to the fifth floor. In the past, the young ladies upstairs greeted him when they saw him, but today they were also frightened by Ding Mi's aura, and dared not speak.

Ding Mi directly raised his hand and patted the door:

"Young Master Qingrang, Ding Mi has important matters to meet!"

The people in the room heard the movement, felt a little helpless, put the pen in their hand aside, and got up.

Just as Ding Mi was waiting anxiously and was about to knock on the door again, the door opened from inside the house.

Qing Rang quietly looked at Ding Mi who was in a hurry and angry at the door.

"What's wrong with Mr. Ding?"

Ding Mi got angry when he heard his cold tone, took a look at him, walked sideways into the room and closed the door again.

Qing Rang was puzzled, her beautiful brows raised slightly.

"You...what's the matter?"

"I only want you to come with me to save my little prince today?" Ding Mi's tone was not good, but he tried to be as calm as possible. He came to invite someone.

Wen Yanqing let down the folding fan in his hand, subconsciously clenched the snow-white cuffs with his slender, white fingers, lowered his eyelids, and his eyelashes trembled twice.

"The little prince is injured? How can I help?"

Qing Rang still had his usual indifferent expression. Could it be that he fell down while learning to ride and shoot, but he was not a doctor.

Ding Mi snorted coldly:

"How did you get injured? Of course it was because of your leg. He, who is so golden, went to the snow mountain to pick the magic medicine snow lotus, and was ambushed by someone when he came back. He was seriously injured and fell into a coma. The doctor said that he should worry about it." If someone calls him, it will strengthen the little prince's sense of survival."

Qing Rang looked at Ding Mi in disbelief when he heard the words, feeling flustered, being ambushed?unconscious?

"...Why? Didn't you go to master riding and archery...Why did you go to fetch snow lotus for me again?"

"Of course I like you, I love you, I like you, even if Mr. Qing Rang doesn't care about our little prince, it's not like he's going to die, right?"

Ding Mi came to the truth directly like this, and the authorities were confused by the bystanders, but he saw it clearly.

Although Qing Rang had already heard all sorts of rumors about Fengyue Tower, Ding Mi was still shocked by what he said, because he really liked him.

Qing Rang pursed her lips and said nothing, and she didn't have time to think about anything else. Ding Mi just said that the little prince is unconscious?

"Take me there."

After thinking about it again and again, he should go no matter what, even if it is to repay the kindness of finding the medicine.