Chapter 155: Too bad he didn't live long
"Are they from your family?" Feng Aoqing asked Wei Qianheng.
"Yes, he is my attendant and has been by my side for many years." Wei Qianheng answered hurriedly.
Feng Aoqing took a step forward and stared at Fu Qiu Ming carefully. He was in his thirties and his face looked very bad.
"Come back." Han Lang didn't know what she was looking at, and a feeling of jealousy came over him.
Even though she's pretty, you shouldn't stand so close to her! Is that reasonable?
Feng Aoqing had already made up her mind, so she obediently returned to his side.
Yu Da was about to cry anyway, as someone finally came to save them.
"Have you brought enough people?" Han Lang asked.
"Sir, I am just here to welcome the young master. I didn't bring anyone with me." Fu Qiu Ming said respectfully.
His voice was deep and steady, and if you didn't look at him, you would think he was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
"Oh, then let's go together. You don't have to ride a horse, just sit in the carriage."
Han Lang stood by the side of the car first, helped Feng Aoqing into the car, and then got in himself.
"Wei Qianheng, come up too." Han Lang shouted.
Fu Qiu Ming waited for Wei Qianheng to get in the car first, and then he got in too.
Seeing Fu Qiu Ming coming, Wei Qianheng felt relieved, probably because he trusted him very much.
The fact that Wei Changbao dared to let him come alone also showed that he was capable. At least he believed that he could save Wei Qianheng's life.
"Mr. Fu came here to save you, risking his life. He is a good servant of his master." Feng Aoqing said to Wei Qianheng.
These words startled the three of them.
"I was wondering why Wei Changbao's only son went out without you. It turns out he was going to die." Han Lang's expression made it hard to tell whether he was laughing or crying.
"No, that can't be! No, I'm just sick! I saw you coming to pick me up, and I thought I was well!" Wei Qianheng was the most panicked.
"Sit tight, sir, and don't bump your head. It's okay," Fu Qiuming said with a faint smile. "It's still enough time to take you home."
"Madam is a doctor..." Wei Qianheng remembered that it was she who saved him when he was poisoned by mushrooms.
"I know. Madam saw at a glance that I was terminally ill. She must be a miracle worker, but there is no cure for me anymore." He had been ill for a long time, so he could accept it calmly.
Wei Qianheng had been kept in the dark, and this moment, he broke down and started crying.
Han Lang looked impatient and told him to get out of the car and cry.
"Sir Han, the master said that as long as the young master enters the city safely, he will never touch a hair of the Mo family. I will accompany you all to the state border, you can rest assured." Fu Qiu Ming straightened his clothes. Although he was sick, he still sat upright.
"Hmph! You talk as if he can do anything." Han Lang sneered.
"Yes, the master is also worried about the young master. The master respects you, otherwise he would not have sent only me."
"He's sensible, otherwise I would have cut off this only child of mine."
Fu Qiu Ming stopped talking and just smiled.
Feng Aoqing handed over a pill: "Don't hold it. If it hurts, you don't have to sit so straight. Pressing this acupoint will relieve it."
She pointed out a classroom to him.
He was not afraid. He took the medicine and swallowed it, then pressed his finger against the acupoint.
As long as he has been ill for a long time, he has become a doctor. He is very good at finding the right remedies.
It would take another two or three days to get out of the mountain. The group would only stop when it rained heavily, and the rest of the time they would move quickly.
Yuebao and Xingbao didn't want to sit in the car in front, so they asked Mo Nanzhou to take them to the car on this side.
They want to be with their mother and also like Han Lang.
When he saw that there was a strange uncle in the car, he bowed first.
"Uncle is sick." Xingbao leaned close to Feng Aoqing's ear and whispered.
"Well, yes, so don't make noise." Feng Aoqing nodded.
The two babies just played with their toys quietly without making any noise.
At night they found a suitable place to camp.
Fu Qiu Ming stood in the camp and looked up at the sky. The two children didn't know what he was looking at, so they also looked up.
Then Wei Qianheng came over.
Following closely behind were Tian Ying'er and Mo Minglei.
Soon, a group of people gathered there, all looking up at the sky.
"Only those who are carefree have the time and mood to look up at the sky." Feng Aoqing said to Han Lang.
"You didn't ask for this. You could have been carefree." Han Lang said with a smile.
"You asked for it, didn't you? Even if you didn't follow her and lost your power, you still had tons of money to spend. You could live in luxury and have concubines everywhere. But you insisted on following her and suffering like that."
"That's right. I'll leave tomorrow morning and live a life of luxury, with wives and concubines galore, right? I think that's great." Han Lang glanced at her.
"Go, go!" Feng Aoqing smiled and walked to the group of people looking at the sky.
"Do you understand? Does your neck hurt?" she asked everyone with a smile.
"Madam, I'm afraid it will still rain." In fact, the only one who really looked at the sky was Fu Qiu Ming.
"Okay, second brother, let's set up the tent. I'm afraid it will rain again." Feng Aoqing arranged.
"Okay!" Mo Nanzhou began to arrange people to set up tents.
"Mom, I'm looking at the clouds." Xingbao said.
"Mom, I'm looking at the clouds." Yuebao replied.
"I watched for a long time and thought there was a big bird that I could catch and eat, but it turns out there wasn't one," said Tian Ying'er.
"Look! Isn't this it!" Mo Mingyuan's voice came behind Tian Ying'er.
When she turned around, she saw several birds of different species still flapping their wings.
I haven't seen him for a while. It turns out he went bird hunting.
"Ying'er, come here." Mo Mingyuan called.
When Tian Ying'er saw that he was holding the hem of his clothes with one hand, she knew there was something good inside. She walked over and took a look, and found that it was a bag of bird eggs.
"Are you going to take away another whole nest?" Tian Ying'er said with a smile.
"You like them the most, so I can't help them." Mo Mingyuan smiled foolishly.
Han Lang ordered his men to be on guard, and set up several more fires outside the camp, and also prepared a lot of firewood to be piled aside. It seemed that he wanted to keep it burning all night.
Mo Mingyuan was curious, and Mo Nanzhou told him that Han Lang was probably worried that the wolf from last night would come to seek revenge, so he made preparations in advance.
Mo Nanzhou also placed bells outside the camp to avoid the situation like yesterday where everyone only knew there were wild animals coming after smelling a foul odor.
You can also ring the bell to see if you can catch some animals.
"Mr. Zhou, I think there might be something buried under the forest in the west. That's the path that small animals use to enter and exit the forest. I'm afraid they might accidentally touch it often, and you won't be able to rest well at night." Fu Qiu Ming suggested politely.
Mo Nanzhou went to take a closer look and came back saying, "It really is. I didn't notice it when I was laying it out just now. Thank you so much, Master Fu."
"I saw it by chance too." Fu Qiu Ming replied with a smile.
Feng Aoqing nudged Han Lang with her knee and whispered, "I thought he was just a servant who took care of everything, but I didn't expect he was a counselor! He knows everything about Nebula and Qimen Dunjia!"
"Well, yes. I wanted to spend money to buy it! But Wei Changbao treated him as a treasure and refused to sell it to me." It turned out that Han Lang had known him for a long time.
"Well, there really isn't anyone smart around you. It's a pity for him that he didn't live long. God is jealous of talented people!"
"Miss! You can't be like this!" An Lei, who was squatting behind the two of them, was filled with resentment when he heard Feng Aoqing's words.
"I didn't say you were stupid! I just said you're not as smart as Mr. Fu!"
"No! That's not what you just said! You said there was nothing smart about it!"
"Yeah, that's right! Nothing about being smart doesn't mean being stupid!"
"You you you, me me me..."
"But you're loyal! Smart people are usually unfaithful!"
"That's right." An Lei happily ran to help kill the bird.
Han Lang sighed and said, "I think what you said makes sense."
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