Intermittent coughing sounds came from the carriage, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a thin and slender hand, revealing most of Lianhua's pale as paper face.
"Third prince..." His voice was obscure and broken, and he coughed a few times with his fist on his lips from time to time, "Did the third prince also rush back after receiving an urgent report?"
"I heard that Xirong and Beize intend to unite with Dongyao, which is not good for Nanyue. Please rest assured, my third prince, Dongyao will never be an enemy of Nanyue..." Lianhua's move was to show his favor to Gu Yan, obviously out of fear of Gu Yan Yan misunderstood him and directly detained him, making him a hostage in Bohai City.
Gu Yan's eyes were condensed slightly, and he drove the horse close to Lianhua's carriage, his eyes fixed on his face, and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with the lord?"
"Helping against the zombies that night hurt my vitality, it's fine, I'll be fine after a few days."
Lianhua leaned against the wall of the carriage sickly, clutching the curtain with her hands, and remained motionless, she replied weakly.
He looked very uncomfortable, and while talking to Gu Yan, fine beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.
Gu Yan's eyes flickered, and he said worriedly, "The lord looks very dangerous, at least it's because of my Bohai City, and there happens to be someone on my side who knows some medical skills, so I asked him to check the lord's pulse." ?”
As he spoke, he picked someone up at random.
That man doesn't know medical skills, but with just one glance, he understood Gu Yan's hidden meaning. My master suspected that there was someone hidden in the carriage of the Lord of Dongyao, maybe—they couldn't find it after searching for many days. Princess Ding.
"I also ask the lord to allow the little one to get on the carriage to diagnose your pulse."
Lianhua showed no signs of losing his composure, and opened the curtain of the car generously, so that they could see the empty furnishings inside, he smiled and looked at Gu Yan, and said weakly, "Thank you, Third Prince, for your kindness, but I have also found some things recently. Doctors in the city have no effect, this... I think he is a person with superb medical skills under the command of the third prince, this little doctor, you can come up and have a look..." The man glanced at Gu Yan cautiously.
Gu Yan's eyes were deep, and he saw everything in the carriage clearly. It didn't look like a place where people could hide, but he still felt weird.
According to the strangeness shown by Lianhua, the lord of Dongyao Kingdom, to Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu's disappearance was such a big deal, he didn't believe that he would leave Bohai City in such a hurry, leaving no one behind.
Thinking of this, Gu Yan raised his chin towards the man.
The man immediately cupped his hands towards Lianhua, "Yes."
Then he walked quickly to the carriage.
Lianhua stepped back and let him get into the carriage.
He carefully knelt in front of Lianhua, while pretending to put his finger on Lianhua's pulse to diagnose the pulse, while carefully peeping into Lianhua's slightly closed eyes, with the other hand on the carriage, he tried to check if there was a hidden interlayer.
Lianhua closed her eyes and waited for a few breaths but did not see him let go, so she opened her eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, "Little doctor...how is my pulse?"
He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything, so he turned his head to look at Gu Yan secretly, and shook his head slightly at him.
Gu Yan's eyes were covered with haze, and he reprimanded him pretending to be annoyed, "Where have you learned your medical skills, what's the use of you if you can't share the worries of the king, get out!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
The little guard breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned, and rolled out of the carriage pretendingly.
Lianhua leaned against the wall of the carriage, and said calmly, "So, we might leave
Dongyao urgently reported, I hurried back to preside over the overall situation. "
In a corner that the two groups of people never looked at, an eighty-year-old man drove a wooden cart full of broken cloths, and walked out of the city gate in a well-mannered and quiet manner.
Gu Yan had to divert his attention away from Lianhua, and drove the steed to the side for a few steps to make way for Dong Yao's team, "My lord, please."
The curtain of the carriage was lowered, and Dong Yao's team took a step ahead, leaving quickly in front of the South Vietnamese team.
Gu Yan's eyes were slightly deep, and he tightened his grip on the rein, and said in a deep voice, "Follow them."
Lianhua is so hurt, and she seems indifferent to Xiao Jiu's whereabouts... It's really suspicious.