Xi'er stood under the pavilion and suddenly saw someone coming in from the doorway. She quickly turned around: "Madam! Divine Doctor Zhong is here!"
Lu Tao beside her quickly picked up the monocular and handed it to her.
Wen Qingzhu took the monocular and quickly put it in front of his eyes, looking toward the door.
But I didn't expect that there was indeed an old man beside Jiang Yuanhan, but did he bring Mi Lei with him
After putting down the monocular, Wen Qingzhu handed it to Lu Tao: "Can you see if the one Dr. Zhong is carrying is Mi Lei?"
Lu Tao quickly took it over and saw an old man wearing a black hood.
He was holding a short stick in his hand, with Jiang Yuanhan on the left leading the way, and a young man who looked like a medicine boy on the right, holding the other end of the stick, leading the old man forward slowly.
After putting down the monocular, Lu Tao looked over in confusion: "Madam, I really don't think I've heard that Dr. Zhong has bad eyesight?"
"That's it." Wen Qingzhu stood up and looked at the people in the distance, "It seems that Dr. Zhong really doesn't want to see me."
When they arrived at Fu Lie's yard, Wen Qingzhu was completely out of sight.
She sat in the pavilion, stood up for a while, asked about the situation outside Lu Tao, and stared at Fu Lie's yard.
Why is it that Divine Doctor Zhong doesn't want to see her
Time passed slowly, and people kept bringing medicinal materials to Fu Lie's courtyard.
Wen Qingzhu even came out twice when he saw Shaoyao.
Thinking of what she had promised before, she could only sit still patiently.
The setting sun on the horizon completely disappeared, leaving the sky a dark blue.
Xi'er lit the lantern in the pavilion, reflecting the warm and clear bamboo-shaped single shadow on the steps.
She glanced at Lu Tao and saw Lu Tao shaking his head slightly.
Finally, there was movement at the door of the courtyard.
When Jiang Yuanhan and his group came out, due to the lack of sight, Wen Qingzhu could only see a blurry shadow.
They walked slowly outside, and Wen Qingzhu took a monocular to look at it.
But only the guard who led the way carried a lantern, and the light was very dim.
Wen Qingzhu could only see a few figures. This time Divine Doctor Zhong did not bring Miwei, but she could not see clearly.
I can only watch them leave here.
As soon as their figures disappeared, Wen Qingzhu immediately walked towards the door.
When I arrived, Jiang Yuanhan walked in.
"Sister, Doctor Zhong has left."
Wen Qingzhu was very frustrated. Looking at the two lights in Jiang Yuanhan's eyes, she just didn't understand why Dr. Zhong didn't want to see her.
Once is enough, twice is enough.
The situation this time was very different. It was not that Fu Lie's injury could not be cured by her.
Doctor Zhong came suddenly.
Jiang Yuanhan saw Wen Qingzhu's eyes changing constantly, and he didn't feel there was anything different about Divine Doctor Zhong.
But he must have his reasons for deliberately avoiding his sister.
When he sent Divine Doctor Zhong off just now, he also asked Divine Doctor Zhong.
Doctor Zhong only said one sentence.
"Sister, Divine Doctor Zhong just told me that you will meet again in two years."
"Two more years?" Wen Qingzhu felt that this time was a bit strange.
Jiang Yue might not even last two years.
After returning to the room, Wen Qingzhu carefully inspected Fu Lie's body.
I found that his condition was much better and his pulse was very different from before.
She covered Fu Lie with the quilt, turned to Shaoyao and asked, "Were you with Dr. Zhong just now?"
"Well, originally I wanted to take the initiative to choose the medicine, but Dr. Zhong specifically asked me to stay and watch how he treated the Marquis."
In this regard, peony is also particularly strange.
Wen Qingzhu stared slightly, Doctor Zhong arrived suddenly and specifically asked Shaoyao to stay.
"Does Divine Doctor Zhong have any other instructions? Has he prescribed any medicine?"
"No! Dr. Zhong also praised Madam, saying that Madam's medical skills are already very good and the medicine she prescribed is the most suitable for Mr. Hou. In fact, he is not needed. Given time, Mr. Hou will definitely recover as before."
Wen Qingzhu stood up: "Then did you ask why he came here?"
Shaoyao thought about it and replied: "I asked, and Divine Doctor Zhong said he came here because of an old friend's entrustment."
"An old friend?" Wen Qingzhu turned and looked out the window. Who was it
In Cangzhou City, in a farmhouse.
Master Jiudeng, wearing a monk's cassock, stood in front of the lamp, put his hands together and said "Amitabha".
The old man with his back to him just stared at the oil lamp on the table and said in a deep tone: "Why are you doing this? Fu Lie will get better sooner or later, and the Wu tribe will not be exterminated. With her here, King Rui's purple starlight It’s getting brighter and brighter, and everything is moving in a good direction.”
"Hey..." Master Jiudeng sighed deeply and closed his eyes, "Although the purple starlight is in full bloom, it has already brought blood light. I looked carefully and the blood light came from her. It can cover this blood light. , only Fu Lie."
"Ha." The old man with his back to Jiu Deng was noncommittal, with even a hint of ridicule in his tone.
The next evening, after Fu Lie finished drinking the medicine, he suddenly called Wen Qingzhu: "Qingqing."
Wen Qingzhu, who was handing the bowl of peony to her, suddenly stiffened.
She slowly turned back and stared at Fu Lie's face, tears falling down.
Fu Lie's face was very pale, but he seemed to be in good spirits.
Wen Qingzhu rushed over, tears falling continuously.
After she finished crying, Fu Lie gently patted her back to comfort her: "Don't worry, I will always be here from now on."
"Yes." Wen Qingzhu sent it down in one breath.
Just when he let go of Fu Lie and looked at his face and was about to say something, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell into Fu Lie's arms unprepared.
Fu Lie's anxious shout came to his ears: "Qingqing! Qingqing! Qingqing! What's wrong with you?"
The sound became smaller and smaller, weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.
After fainting, Wen Qingzhu fell into darkness again.
She felt nothing but everything.
Not long after, a little light shone in the distance.
At first, Wen Qingzhu thought it was the same as before.
But slowly, the figure behind the light appeared, and Wen Qingzhu was stunned.
The person holding the candle turned out to be Fu Lie.
"Why is it you..." Wen Qingzhu covered his heart, breathing suddenly became difficult.
When Fu Lie approached, she found that the clothes Fu Lie was wearing were exactly the same clothes that Fu Lie wore when he died in front of Wangyue Tower in his previous life.
Wen Qingzhu immediately looked around and saw that the rich black color was receding.
The surrounding suddenly turned into a battlefield in front of Wangyue Tower. She glanced around, and there were corpses everywhere, and cold blades and arrows were stuck everywhere on the soldiers.
When she looked back, she saw that Jiang Yuancheng was wearing a bright yellow python robe, with arrows all over his body, and blood was constantly flowing from the wound.
He held himself up with his sword to prevent himself from falling.
But his eyes were staring at her back motionlessly.
Suddenly, a hand held her hand, causing her blood to regain some warmth.
"Don't be afraid, Qingqing, I'm here to save you."
Wen Qingzhu slowly turned around and looked at Fu Lie in front of him. He looked up and down. He didn't have any wounds at all.
She suddenly squatted down, looked around carefully, and said in disbelief: "Is everything before just a dream? Fu Lie defeated Jiang Yuancheng? Saved himself?"
"Qingqing." Fu Lie's voice appeared in his ears again.
Wen Qingzhu immediately turned around, saved him, and started crying: "You're not dead! You're really not dead! That's great! That's great!"
But above the head, Fu Lie's voice came: "Qingqing, I'm dead."
Wen Qingzhuma was the one who stopped crying, raised his head in disbelief, and met Fu Lie's eyes.
Such eyes filled with sadness and reluctance are something Wen Qingzhu will never forget in his life.
"Wei Zhi! You are not dead! You are standing in front of me! How could you die!" Wen Qingzhu looked at Fu Lie and kept persuading himself.
Fu Lie looked at her and touched her head: "You should let it go! I am alive because of you and I have given you a chance to start over. I don't want you to live in guilt."
"No! You're not dead!" Wen Qingzhu's eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
She just held his hand tightly and kept saying you are not dead.
Fu Lie looked at her like this, his eyes becoming increasingly sad.
He suddenly pushed her hand away and took two steps back. The surrounding environment suddenly changed dramatically.
Wen Qingzhu found that she was constantly retreating, her whole body was moving away from Fu Lie, and her body was slowly hanging in the air.
Then, his own hands were also hung up.
She panicked, looked up, and found Jiang Yuancheng standing in the railing at the back, looking downstairs and ordering: "Go and chop off his head."
Wen Qingzhu suddenly struggled violently. She took a closer look and found that Fu Lie was covered with arrows and lying motionless on the ground.
"Why! Everything is obviously happening again!" Wen Qingzhu couldn't help shouting.
I don't know if it was because of these words, Fu Lie in front suddenly stood up, armed with arrows, and walked over step by step.
When he got downstairs, he raised his face covered with blood and said, "I'm dead! You have to remember that I died in Jiang Yuancheng's hands. I always knew that you were helping him secretly. I tried hard to think Let you see his true face clearly, but it is still too late. I have never regretted dying for you."
Her tears kept falling down as she just looked at Fu Lie.
Everything around her was slowly disappearing, and she and Fu Lie stood on a parallel line.
She slowly walked up to Fu Lie and reached out to touch his face: "You are dead, so why do you still appear in my dream? Why do you tell these people, have I really relived my life? Or just Am I unwilling?"
"You will know later..." Fu Lie stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from her face.
In her eyes, Fu Lie's body slowly turned into wind and sand and disappeared before her eyes.
There was only a little light left in front of me.
Slowly, the light became brighter and brighter, until Wen Qingzhu suddenly opened his eyes.
It was an unfamiliar bed, but there was a familiar person sitting next to it.
He held his hand, looking haggard, and his breathing was not smooth.
"Qingqing! You're awake!" Fu Lie finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But Wen Qingzhu looked at his face and thought of the 'Fu Lie' in his dream, and tears kept falling down.
Fu Lie was clearly still in front of her, but why did she feel strange.
"You are not him, not..."
Wen Qingzhu pushed Fu Lie's hand away.