Qingshan touched his head and muttered a little aggrievedly, "I, I just said it casually. I didn't really want you to go. You're really too harsh."

"Young Master, look at Xianxian. Which man would dare to marry her if she is so rude?"

"none of your business!"

Xianxian raised her fist with a threatening look in her eyes.

Qingshan shrank his head when he saw this and dared not say a word for a moment. A good man does not fight with a woman, so he just endured it and it would be over.

When this damn girl starts beating someone, she really wants to beat them to death.

After lunch

The two came to the pharmacy to get medicine.

Jiang Sheng handed over the prescription, grabbed a bunch of herbs, walked around and bought some food, and walked towards the courtyard talking and laughing.

He didn't notice at all the eyes staring at him in the dark. The figure didn't leave until they were sure which yard the person had entered.

Huo Yingan sat on the stool, looking at the face in the bronze mirror, pursing his lips and saying nothing, becoming more and more irritated.

"Damn it! Why are the scars left by this damn plague so hard to heal? That damned Mo Xiaotong definitely didn't give me any ointment to heal my scars."

"Otherwise, why don't the people in the Jiang family camp have as many scars on their faces as this general? Oh, my silver is so painful."

The servant Yang Huaizhi was silent for a while before he spoke cautiously.

"General, you have the scar removal cream His Majesty gave you. It's definitely better than what a little military doctor can make. Why bother asking him for help?"

Huo Ying'an snorted, "That's true, but that man is indeed capable. I used the ointment His Majesty gave me as a reward, and it looks worse than one made by a military doctor."

"Shh, General, please don't talk nonsense. Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall."

"It's okay. The entire camp is full of Huo's troops. There's no chance for spies to get in. There's no need to be so timid."

"By the way, I asked you to keep an eye on Mo Xiaotong. Do you have any clues? I always feel that guy is mysterious and there seems to be something wrong with him."

Yang Huaizhi nodded and said respectfully, "Don't worry, General. As soon as Doctor Mo leaves the barracks today, I'll send someone to follow him. We'll know everything then..."

The curtain was lifted, and a man came in with a stern face and knelt on the ground: "General, your subordinate is back."

"Well, where have you been?"

"I went to keep an eye on Doctor Mo and indeed found something amiss. From what I understand, whenever Doctor Mo went into the city, he would go out to drink and have fun."

"But this time he didn't. He went straight to a courtyard to look for people. Those people seemed very familiar with him. They were completely different from the Doctor Mo that his subordinates knew."

Huo Ying'an sat up straight, his eyes lighting up. "You mean, this Mo Xiaotong who can cure the plague is not the same person as the previous one? So this one is... a fake?"

The kneeling man hesitated for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Yes, even if a person changes, it won't change so much in such a short period of time."

"If that's the case, there's only one possibility: the person isn't the same person anymore. The previous Mo Xiaotong was lazy and incompetent, and there's no way he could have cured the plague."

Yang Huaizhi thought for a moment and said softly: "General, what do you think his purpose is? He disguised himself as someone else and infiltrated, and he even cured the plague."

Huo Ying'an felt that he had guessed the truth.

His eyes were blazing as he said, "Of course it's for promotion. What could be an easier way to get promoted than curing the plague? It also allows him to make friends with many people."

"If he is a spy, then no one would suspect him. After all, curing the plague is a great achievement."

Yang Huaizhi frowned, feeling that something was wrong. If he was really a spy, why would he bother to treat the plague?

Just watch it happen. When the soldiers die, the city will fall without a fight. Wouldn't that be better?

Huo Ying'an waved his hand and said seriously, "You go and keep watching. Make sure you find out the relationship between this fake Mo Xiaotong and those people, and where the real Mo Xiaotong is."

"If he is really a fake, and we have solid evidence, I will have the upper hand over him. Why should I be afraid that he will disobey me? This may not be a bad thing for us."

"Yes, General. I will go and keep an eye on it right away."

It was getting dark.

Lanterns hung on the streets, emitting a warm yellow light, the voices of vendors hawking their wares, and the mixed aroma of food filled the air...

Jiang Sheng took his people for a stroll and saw all this. His restless heart slowly calmed down. It had been a long time since he had seen such a scene.

It seems like a lifetime ago, but fortunately there is still a chance to start over.

Xianxian saw that he was distracted and did not disturb him. She silently protected him with her body, fearing that someone would bump into him. If someone was dissatisfied and looked at that ghostly face, the words that were about to come out of his mouth would be choked back instantly.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Sheng slowly came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Xianxian likes lanterns, so I bought some for you. Let's go pick one."

"Okay, thank you, sir."

Xianxian was pleasantly surprised and came to the lantern shop. She pointed at a rabbit lantern and said, "Sir, I want this."

"Well, how much silver is this?"

"Only thirty cents."

"good."

After buying the lantern, Jiang Sheng handed it over: "Here, let's go shopping somewhere else. If you like anything, just tell me and I'll buy it for you."

Xianxian reached out to take it, her eyes moistened, and her voice was a little muffled: "Master, did you know me before? Otherwise, why are you so kind to me?"

"Haha, maybe. I see Xianxian as an old friend."

"Old friend? Then she must be prettier than me."

Jiang Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, with suppressed sadness in his eyes, which made people feel sad: "No, the world values ​​beauty and ugliness, but I value the heart more. People with good hearts are the most beautiful."

"Wait until our immortal heals your face, and you'll look good and have a good heart."

Xianxian's heart was pounding, and she lowered her head uncomfortably: "No, sir, you are too kind. I was born ugly, but meeting you is my greatest luck."

"Lucky?"

No, if I hadn't met him in my previous life, with my natural supernatural powers, I would have no problem being a guard, which would be better than following him.

Jiang Sheng's lips curled up slightly: "Who can tell the origin and origin of fate? Come on, let me take you to eat delicious food."

The two of them walked from one end of the street to the other, burping from eating.

"Hiccup, sir, these things are really delicious."

"I also think that folk fireworks are the most soothing to the heart. If you are tired, we can go home."

When Xianxian heard the word "home", the light in her eyes became even brighter.

"Yeah, I'm going home."

Three days passed in a flash, and it was time for Jiang Sheng to return to the military camp. Before leaving, he left behind two hundred taels of silver notes and some medicine for Xianxian to treat her face.

He bought some freshly baked cakes and his senior brother's Huadiao wine, and walked towards the military camp with a happy look on his face. However, he was blocked in the woods not long after he left the city.

Dozens of tall men in black were slowly flying out of the woods, staring at him intently and speaking broken Central Plains dialect.

The leader slowly approached: "You... are Doctor Mo, the one who can cure the plague, right?"