Qingguan sighed slightly, but there was no sympathy in his heart.
Things in the world are generally like this. If you want to be well-dressed and well-fed, and call slaves and maids, you will definitely have to pay the price. Being able to get married means that there is still use value; if even half of the use value is gone, then it is time to cry.
Qin Qianju looked at her without raising her eyelids, still looking sleepy.
Mrs. Chen glanced at her daughter and said hurriedly: "Good child, you are diagnosing her, but for some reason, her face is getting worse day by day."
Qingguan placed three fingers on the upper pulse, and she had an idea in her mind. She immediately gave Mrs. Chen a wink and went to the outside room.
"Doctor Gu!"
As soon as Qingguan stepped out with one foot, she heard a call from behind. She paused, turned her head and said with a smile, "What are your orders, Miss Qin?"
Qin Qianju looked at her strangely, then shook her head, "Nothing."
Qingguan has been in Taiyuan Hospital these days, and has long since developed the ability to control things freely. If he has any doubts, he just frowns and keeps it in his heart.
When she walked out of the inner courtyard, a maid had already prepared some paper and ink. She thought about it for a moment, put the pen on the paper and handed it to Mrs. Chen.
"The young lady is not sick, but she has too many weak thoughts in her heart. She is a strong-minded person, and she is very smart. But if she is too smart, things often go wrong, so she worries about hurting her spleen. My medicine... probably has little effect, but I think it will be good. , still need to be happy.”
"child!"
Mrs. Chen felt that these words had reached her heart, and she called out with a choked voice.
The queen's intention has long been revealed, but the longevity king is really... let alone a child, even she can't bear to part with it.
It’s really fatal!
Qingwan will never say a word. She would never forget that she was framed that day, and Mrs. Chen had completely different faces. She packed her things and was about to leave, but she didn't want to be stopped by her.
"Dr. Gu has great medical skills. I wonder if Prince Shou's body can be cured?"
"Buzz!"
Qingguan's brain felt short-circuited for a moment.
If Tinglin knew about his body, Mrs. Lao Chen and other Yigan women would keep it in mind, and I wonder if they would look up to the sky and laugh three times.
After all, if that thing doesn't work, Miss Qin may have to remain a widow for the rest of her life.
Qingguan thought about it for a while and said with a smile: "To be honest with you, madam, Prince Shou has been taking medicine, but..."
"Just what?" Mrs. Chen looked nervous.
"It's just that if you spend more than you earn, even gods can't do anything about it."
Mrs. Chen only felt that her eyes were getting dark.
It’s not just that you can’t make ends meet, you spend all your time in Prince Rui’s Mansion, having fun, that body... that body... My daughter, why is your life so miserable!
Qingguan glanced at Mrs. Chen sympathetically and sighed: "Qingguan, please leave, Madam, take care."
Mrs. Chen hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes and said loudly: "Come here, please bring the female doctor into the accounting room and send her out of the house as soon as possible. Don't neglect her."
Qingguan smiled, "You're welcome, madam."
As night falls, the heat gradually recedes, stars are dotted, and prosperity comes into view. Qingguan turns the corner of the street in a carriage, and the hustle and bustle gradually recedes.
Yinzhen looked at her tired face distressedly and said, "Miss, we'll be home in half an hour. Please take a rest."
"Well, call me when you get there." Qingguan simply took off the hosta from her hair and lay down with it loose. She was really tired after a long day and needed a good rest.
Suddenly there was a pause and the carriage stopped. Chen Ping was vaguely talking to someone. Qingguan was too lazy to speak and just glanced at Yinzhen.
Yinzhen covered the young lady with a thin blanket and jumped out of the carriage.
After a while, a deep voice came through the car curtain. Qingguan's sleepiness suddenly disappeared. After thinking for a moment, he quietly lifted the curtain.
In front of the carriage, Su Ziyu, dressed in a green shirt, stopped in front of the carriage.
"I'm looking for your lady."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Su, my lady is not free." As long as the lady doesn't like someone, Yinzhen will never look good on him.
Su Ziyu raised her eyebrows, raised her voice, and said, "Sixth Miss, my mother is ill, please give me some kindness and treatment."
"Hey, you can't understand people or something. My young lady has said that people from the Su family will not be cured."
Su Ziyu closed her lips and said, "My mother's surname is Ye, not Su. She entered Buddhism six years ago and practices Buddhism with a hairband."
Qingguan felt a pain in his heart. Six years ago, it was exactly after that incident.
After the pain, comes hatred. What does he mean by this? What is he hinting to her
There was deep anger on his face. If his eyes could kill, Qingguan believed that Su Ziyu would be bleeding all over the ground at this moment.
There was no sound in the car, but Su Ziyu believed she was listening, "If Miss Six has any request, just put it forward. As long as I can do it, I will never shirk it."
The night breeze blew slowly, and there was silence on the bluestone road. After a long time, Qingguan's cold voice came from the carriage.
"What if I want Mr. Su to die?"
Su Ziyu frowned and glanced deeply at the car curtain with his dark eyes, pain flashing in his eyes.
He smiled faintly, clasped his fists and said: "My body, hair and skin are all inherited by my parents. My parents are still here, so Ziyu can't die. Miss Six, I'm done nagging you, let's take your leave!"
Qingguan took a breath and was about to relax when Su Ziyu suddenly spoke up.
"However, before I leave, there is something I would like to ask Miss Six to clarify."
Qingguan sneered, "I'm just a doctor. I can only treat people, but I can't answer their questions."
Su Ziyu lost her smile and said word by word: "Excuse me, where does Miss Sixth's medical skills come from?"
Qingguan was startled, and his sneer broke. He really didn't believe it.
Su Ziyu naturally didn't believe it. Back then, Qian Ziqi was forced by the Qian family to study medicine. He tried every method, but couldn't learn it, so he sighed deeply.
He thought she was too stupid and deliberately made her angry, "It stands to reason that you have known all kinds of herbs and diseases since you were born, and have been exposed to them for more than ten years. How come you can't even prescribe a prescription?"
"What do you know?"
Qian Ziqi held his chin, his expression a little gloomy, "This requires hard work. It won't happen in ten or eight years. Just like you learn martial arts, you practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. It's a Thousand Days Kung Fu." Woolen cloth."
Qingguan gritted his teeth and sneered again.
"My medical skills have always been there, so I don't have to worry about Mr. Su. If Mr. Su has nothing to do, why don't you tell me how you felt when you shot my cousin with the arrow?"
The night wind rolled up the man's sleeves, and the moonlight shone down, covering his face with frost.
With a sad look in his eyes, he got on his horse and rode away without any hesitation.
Qingguan's eyes were full of anger and she threw the curtain down hard. After all, he has a good skin, and even the back of him when he leaves decisively looks good.
Qingguan lay down and slowly closed his eyes.
Su Ziyu galloped all the way out of the north city gate and headed for the official road.
After riding for about half a stick of incense, we arrived at the gate of Shenji Camp. When the guards at the gate saw him, they rushed forward to greet him and said in surprise: "Su Tong... oh no... Mr. Su, why are you here?"
Su Ziyu threw away the reins and said, "Fetch Yang Rui."
"Master Su, wait a moment, I'll go right away."
"I'll wait for him in the back mountain."
"Yes, Master Su."
There are forests in the mountains, and there is wind in the forests. The cold moon hangs high in the wind.
The two men were fighting each other, each move carrying murderous intent.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After two rounds of applause, the entangled two people formed a large shape, lying on their backs in the forest full of fallen leaves. There was silence between heaven and earth, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.
Yang Rui gasped for breath and said, "What happened?"
Su Ziyu sighed and said, "I have nothing to do, I feel depressed, so I came to have a fight with you."
Yang Rui turned his face and glanced at him silently.
He had known Ziyu for many years and was very aware of his every move. Such things as depression and fights would never happen to him.
"Ziyu, I have always been a good listener."
Su Ziyu smiled. Through the towering trees, he could steadily see a glimmer of moonlight, exuding a faint silvery white color. It was a waxing moon.
He remembered that many years ago, there was a smart woman with a jade face and red lips. She was like a beauty in the empty valley, elegant and unparalleled.
Sitting side by side with him on the tree, the woman pointed at a ray of moonlight among the leaves and said, "Su Ziyu, I can't tell the difference between the first quarter moon and the last quarter moon."
He crossed his arms and looked at her with a smile on his lips.
"The First Quarter Moon appears in the evening and first half of the night, facing west; the Last Quarter Moon appears at dawn and the second half of the moon, facing east."
She looked sad and said in a low voice: "I can't see it for eternity!"
He laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, "Fool, it's the same month, but it just appeared at a different time and in a different direction."
The woman shook her head and said angrily: "You are stupid. I just want them to be in the same picture and see each other. How beautiful this picture is."
"Whimsical!"
The woman raised her bright black eyes, holding a thin layer of mist in her mouth, and said: "If one day, you and I can't appear in the same picture at the same time, how sad it would be to think about it..."
"Are you thinking about her?"
Yang Rui's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the memory.
Su Ziyu was slightly startled, shook her head and said, "I went to find her and beg her to treat my mother."
Yang Rui was stunned, and soon understood who she was.
"What did she say?"
"I refuse." Su Ziyu gritted his teeth.
Yang Rui shook his head and said, "I wouldn't be willing to do it if it were me."
Su Ziyu smiled bitterly and gritted her teeth tighter.
"My mother is not in good health and refuses to ask a doctor for treatment. She just endures it day by day. I think she is a relative of hers. When my mother sees her, maybe she will agree."
Yang Rui wanted to say a few words of comfort, but didn't know where to start. That arrow six years ago not only killed a flowery girl on the spot, but also broke the mother-son relationship between Ziyu and Mrs. Ye.
"She said she would not treat the Su family, and she also said she hoped I would die."
Yang Rui couldn't listen anymore and jumped up, "This woman can kill people with her mouth, but she can't say anything good."
Su Ziyu slowly sat up, "But it's reasonable."
"What's reasonable?"
Yang Rui sat next to him and said, "Ziyu, this Gu Qingwan is very weird. Stay away from her."
Su Ziyu grabbed a handful of fallen leaves and looked at them silently. He understood what Yang Rui meant by weird.
In the past three months, he had used the matter of privately leading troops to reflect on himself and live in seclusion. In fact, he secretly worked with Yang Rui to personally investigate Gu Qingwan's details. Although not many things were found during this investigation, the mere fact that Qian Fu claimed to be a slave to her frightened him.