Xue Qinglian remained silent, looking at the man's eyes very clear, his usual cynicism faded away, and the whole person's aura became sharp.
The uncle was suspicious after all.
Honglian was injured, so fatal wounds, the hundred-year-old medical family of Baicao Valley, and there was no way he could recover his half vitality within a few days.
And that flogging.
His entire back was beaten to bloody flesh and bones, but he fled the capital of Dongyue before dawn the next day.
He also showed a flaw in front of his uncle.
They told their uncle that they had excellent medicine, and the source of the medicine was thought-provoking.
"Uncle, Feng Qingbai is an aunt's child, with blood from Baicao Valley," he stared at the man and asked, "Why are you eager to kill him?"
These words successfully changed the man's face. The deepness just disappeared for an instant, and he became angry and ferocious, "What is the blood of Baicao Valley? He is a sinner! He is a bastard! As my Baicao Valley doctor, but committed to the emperor, she Stained the blood of my Baicao Valley!"
he she.
Xue Zhong didn't say his name, and Xue Qinglian also guessed who he was.
Slowly twisted the eyebrows.
Every time you mention Feng Qingbai, your uncle’s emotions become violent, just for this reason
Is it just because Feng Qingbai is the son of an aunt and the emperor
"No matter how uncomfortable you are, your aunt's son is now the number one Nanling King in Nanling, but your uncle, you have fallen into hiding in Tibet, and become a falling water dog that everyone shouts and beats—"
"Snapped!"
A hard slap interrupted Xue Qinglian.
He missed his face.
The sweet smell of blood oozes from the corner of the mouth.
Xue Zhong also calmed down because of this slap, sitting opposite and looking at Xue Qinglian coldly.
"I have become a dog in the water, and I didn't intend to escape under the hunt of the Three Kingdoms. I know how much Feng Qingbai wants to catch me." He said, "You are on his side every word now, I don't force it, but I am your uncle, Qinglian."
"What is your uncle's request? Qinglian will certainly not refuse to do what Qinglian can do." Xue Qinglian laughed at herself.
He was brought up by his uncle, and no matter how stubbornly he was, he was not ungrateful.
Uncle actually knew him very well.
"Princess Nanling has the name of a genius doctor. You stayed in Nanling Prince's Mansion for this reason, right? You have loved studying medicine and dispensing medicine since childhood. It is not easy to find a like-minded person who can convince you."
Xue Qinglian was silent.
He guessed what his uncle wanted to say.
"There is only this one healer who can convince you so far. Her medical skills must be very good. And my wish," Xue Zhong patted the armrests of the wheelchair on both sides, "I just get out of this wheelchair and stand up."
"She can't do it."
"You haven't tried, how do you know that she can't do it? Or are you still worried that I can hurt her as a waste person?"
Xue Qinglian raised her eyes, "Honglian asked her a long time ago, and also said about your condition. It has been more than ten years since my uncle's veins had been severed. That is why Daluo Jinxian is unable to return to heaven, let alone an ordinary healer. Uncle. I really value her. With so much hope, when I am disappointed, my uncle will only suffer more."
Their eyes met each other and they all looked straight at each other.
Something in the air seemed to be colliding forcefully, not giving way to each other.
No one will lose, and no one will let anyone.
After a while, the man's low laughter came from the room.
"Da Luo Jinxian?" Four words chewed in the man's mouth, and finally the man slowly closed his eyes, his facial muscles trembling.
Slowly, sorrow and depression were revealed.
The dizzy yellow light hit his face, and the ditch and ravine reflected, all vicissitudes of life.
When he opened his eyes again, the man had returned to his usual appearance, calm, deep, and indifferent.
He held the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, then poured a cup for Xue Qinglian, and pushed it over, "Compared to Honglian, you always refuse to obey the discipline, so I will leave you alone for so many years. In terms of revenge, I know that my uncle is actually very incompetent... Have you ever hated your uncle for being too harsh and persecuting you in the past?"
Staring at the cup of tea, Xue Qinglian was silent for a long time before saying, "No."
After all, drank the tea in one go.
The long-cold tea, with a bitter taste, hits the throat and burrows.
Putting down the tea cup, Xue Qinglian got up, "This cup of tea, when I returned my uncle for more than ten years of nurturing and teaching, I will not owe each other in the future. In the end, Qinglian still wanted to persuade my uncle to stop thinking about revenge. Baicao Valley was wiped out in the past. , Uncle knows the real reason."
Passing by the man, walking towards the door, "I still respect you as an uncle, and I won't let Feng Qingbai kill you. Uncle, leave tomorrow."
Open the door, the courtyard is completely dark.
A tall and straight figure stood quietly in the courtyard, hearing the door opening, turning his head to look, his eyes were indifferent.
Xue Qinglian's complexion changed slightly.
"I followed you." The man said, not ashamed of following people at all.
Qingyue's voice is faint, but it is very penetrating in the night, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"Feng Qingbai, can you not see anything tonight?" Xue Qinglian said softly.
"can not."
Xue Qinglian closed his eyes and smiled bitterly. He simply asked this question repeatedly.
Since Feng Qingbai came here, how could he not do anything before, letting the tiger return to the mountain, leaving him with boundless hidden dangers.
His methods have always been ruthless.
Since he has followed and is still laying a net across the capital, he will never let himself go back empty-handed.
Uncle can't escape.
Looking at the man standing with his hands in the courtyard, he was indifferent and calm. Xue Qinglian's sleeves vibrated slightly, and the medicine pouch slipped into her palm quietly.
The surrounding air quietly changed again, faintly confronting each other.
The wheel of the wheelchair slowly approached.
"The prince didn't sleep in the middle of the night. He came to catch me as a useless person. He personally made Xue ashamed. The old man walked with you." Xue Zhong smiled when the wheelchair came to the door and looked at the man in the courtyard.
"Uncle!" Xue Qinglian frowned and looked at the man in confusion.
My uncle was never a man who was just waiting to die, and he wouldn't get caught without resisting.
Why is it so simple now.
The man didn't look at him, turned his wheelchair and walked towards Feng Qingbai.
Seeing that the wheelchair got closer and closer to Feng Qingbai, a guard appeared beside Feng Qingbai, the scabbard was standing horizontally, and he immediately took the person off as soon as the master gave an order.
"Uncle!" Xue Qinglian's eyelids shrank, and she strode forward to catch the wheelchair, and looked at the person on the opposite side, "Feng Qingbai, I beg you, just this time-puff!"
A smell of fishy sweetness surged up from her chest, spouting out, Xue Qinglian clutched her aching heart, and slowly knelt down.
Like the pain of broken muscles and bones, spread from the heart to the outside, and instantly spread to the limbs.
The pain distorted Xue Qinglian's face, shaking like chaff, and the cold sweat instantly soaked through the clothes.
For the last point of the strong support, he raised his head soberly and met the man's cold eyes.