She suddenly had a guess in her mind.
Thinking it might be...
Even though she had already noticed it because of Duan Rong's internal skills, she still couldn't control her breathing and subconsciously became lighter.
General Duan was a little frightened by her reaction.
The already confused look in his eyes glazed over for a moment, "You are just like this..."
"No, no." He shook his head again, and suddenly became happy, "That's not you, Xiao Jiuer, you two are only a little bit alike."
He shook his head again, "No, no, you are not alike at all."
He was distressed, "Why did I feel that it was you?"
The confused General Duan is now unable to understand that even though parents and children may look completely different, they have some similar temperaments and feelings.
Especially Jiuer now.
General Duan laughed and clapped his hands happily, "That's great, it's not Xiao Jiuer, you didn't vomit blood..."
Jiuer's heart felt like it was hit by something, and it began to hurt dully.
She knew that General Duan should not be frightened, so she tried to smile at him as usual, "What was he doing when you saw him? Why was he... vomiting blood?"
The confused General Duan was deeply impressed by this scene.
"It was so dark that day, and I still couldn't sleep. Duan Rong, that brat, disappeared again. I asked someone to push me to the lotus pond to see the flowers~"
"Those purple flowers look so pretty~that person~"
General Duan made an exaggerated gesture, "Just like that, he suddenly appeared not far away."
At this point, General Duan rubbed his arms, as if recalling the man's casual glance at him at that time. He was shocked by the man's aura.
She started dancing again, "Ah, that person's eyes are the same color as the flowers in the lotus pond, purple, yes, purple! The flowers are water lilies, yes, the same color as water lilies!"
"Then, then, he suddenly vomited blood..."
General Duan's voice weakened.
"And then," he remembered again, "a man who looked like this suddenly appeared."
He gestured to his face, "Like this, a round face, and this is how it looks when you smile."
He gestured with his eyes again, "Such a person. This person calls that person 'Master' 'Master'!"
General Duan nodded and said, "That's right, I remembered it correctly."
"And then they disappeared again..."
Jiuer tried to make herself laugh, "Does the man with purple eyes look that poorly?"
General Duan tilted his head, thinking about the meaning and concept of being in poor health.
"It's okay, you don't have to think about it." Jiuer lowered her eyelashes.
Even if he vomited blood in front of strangers, a man like my father would not let others see the specific condition of his body.
She and her mother didn't notice it at first, let alone General Duan who was confused at the time.
"Very bad...very bad."
Unexpectedly, General Duan suddenly spoke.
Perhaps it is precisely because my mind is not clear that I have a kind of primitive sharpness that allows me to put everything aside in certain aspects.
What's more, General Duan has experienced life and death on the battlefield.
No matter what the situation is, we all have an extraordinarily sharp intuition about death subconsciously.
He frowned deeply, "That person might be dying."
For some reason, General Duan, who knew nothing now, sighed subconsciously.
"Ah!! I remember now, that was five years ago! After seeing that person, I..."
He counted on his fingers, "I watched the Lantern Festival five times. Yes, five times!"
His face was full of joy because he was so awesome and remembered everything clearly.
He eagerly grabbed Jiuer's hands and said excitedly, "Little Jiuer, Little Jiuer, I couldn't sleep that day, and went to find Duan Rong again. Then I saw that he seemed to be weird, and then..."
He smiled widely, "I also saw him looking at your portrait!"
He let go of Jiuer's hand and gestured again. "At that time, you did this and that."
"Your portrait doesn't seem to be older than you are now. Xiao Jiu'er, you have grown up. You can be Duan Rong's mistress. No, no, you are already Duan Rong's mistress~"
Jiuer hung her head for a long while, then raised her head and smiled brightly again, "General Duan, it's almost time, shall I give you acupuncture?"
Seeing that General Duan was about to act like a spoiled brat again, Jiuer coaxed him first, "Hey, you promised me, so just cooperate. Then you won't need the wheelchair anymore, you can walk by yourself, and go wherever you want to go out and play."
The temptation to walk and play was too great, and General Duan was defeated again and reluctantly said, "Well, okay."
In the next few days, Jiuer stayed in the general's mansion, concentrating on taking care of General Duan's health, and did not go anywhere else.
Almost ten days later, General Duan finally showed some reaction when his legs were tapped.
Jiuer was really happier.
The general's mansion was like an iron bucket, and no one came to disturb Jiuer.
Duan Rong never came back either.
During these ten days in Jiuer's mansion, earth-shaking changes occurred outside.
When Jiuer took Banxia out of the mansion again, Yan Qing, the general's housekeeper who had always been elusive and never interfered with Jiuer's freedom, suddenly appeared.
Yan Qing still had that cold and indifferent look, but he was very respectful to Jiuer, "Young Madam."
Jiuer smiled, "Butler Yan, what's the matter?"
"Young Madam, are you going out?"
Jiuer nodded, "Yes, I haven't been out for ten days. I have to go out to do something."
Now, although she could find some traces of her adoptive father and father in Cangyu, which made her feel somewhat familiar, she didn't feel so eager to leave Cangyu so quickly.
But her body really can't afford it.
She couldn't let her adoptive father and father's efforts go to waste, not to mention how much she wanted to live.
She has been going to find Su Jingxing for ten days.
It’s time for Su Jingxing to return to Beijing.
But he had no intention of looking for her at all. With Su Jingxing's personality, she had no choice but to take the initiative.
Butler Yan nodded, "Young Madam, please do as you please."
Jiu Er, who was about to leave, stopped when she heard this and gave Yan Qing a sly smile, "Butler Yan, you are the kind of person who would not come to see me for no reason. Let me think about it. You suddenly showed up and called me. Do you not want me to leave?"
She smiled and blinked, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"If I keep the young lady here, will she not go out?"
"Of course not."
So, "Young Madam, please do as you please." Butler Yan turned and left.
"Butler Yan, is there something happening outside that I don't want to know about?"
Butler Yan stopped and didn't look back.
"Since the young lady is going out, with her keenness and ability, she will naturally find clues and know the truth after she goes out. Please forgive me for not being able to report back to the young lady due to my duties."
He left after saying this.
Jiuer let out a sigh.
This means that Duan Rong doesn't want anyone to talk about what happened outside in front of her.
Banxia complained, "Butler Yan is so mysterious."
As soon as Jiuer and the other person went out, they found that the world outside seemed like a different place.
No one in Cangyu Kyoto is as famous as the Goddess of Wuhai.
This goddess seems out of touch with reality, but she is doing the most down-to-earth things in Cangyu Kyoto.
Free clinic!
People passing by all had a light on their faces when they talked about this goddess.
This is not all. Someone vaguely connected this goddess with Su Jingxing.
What she said made sense, saying that the goddess looked at Su Jingxing differently, and that the two of them were indeed a perfect match made in heaven.
Jiuer didn't feel much when she heard these. There were so many women who had contact with Su Jingxing, and the Goddess of Wu Hai really didn't make a difference.
I was just thinking, the Wuhai Goddess is so famous, and she is a "goddess" who can represent a country. If she is involved with Su Jingxing, wouldn't the other princes regard Su Jingxing as a thorn in their side?
Who knows how many twists and turns of power are involved, but it is certain that Su Jingxing's situation seems to be getting more and more difficult.
No, I have to help him myself.
Just when Jiu'er was about to go to the Su Mansion to find Su Jingxing, "There!"
With a roar, a panic-stricken and terrified man on the side of the road was hurriedly taken away by a group of soldiers with scarves tied around their mouths and noses.
He didn't even give the frightened and haggard man any chance to speak.
The people around were a little slow to react, but after the officer at the end said, "Capture the fugitive," these people didn't find it strange anymore.
There was a flash of deep thought in Jiuer's eyes.
The soldiers had their mouths and noses tied up. This outfit is really weird...
…
That night.
After Jiuer came out of the general's mansion, she blended into the night quietly and shook off those eyes that were staring at the general's mansion.
He went straight to the government office where the soldiers who had followed him during the day went after arresting people.
Even if it was a government office, it would not be difficult for Jiuer, who was determined, to sneak in.
When Jiuer, who had disguised herself, sneaked in and finally tracked down the soldiers in the back mountain of the government office based on various clues, they were burying people.
Jiuer was hiding in the dark and saw the officers and soldiers pouring quicklime into a pit with nervous expressions.
"What kind of illness did this man have that made us have to tie his mouth and nose to quietly capture him, and now we have to dig a three-meter-deep pit and bury him with quicklime?"
The person who spoke felt a little guilty. "You said that this situation has always been the case since ancient times..."
Plague! Or an extremely horrible infectious disease!
"Don't scare yourself with your wild guesses. If it's really what you think, how could you let someone like this sneak into Kyoto?"
"But...if not, why did we receive such a strange order..."
"Okay, I told you not to scare yourself, just get back to work!"
Several people quickened their efforts, and it was not until the second half of the night that they finally filled the three-meter-deep pit.
After they filled up, they looked around again before leaving in a hurry.
After they left, Jiuer went to the deep pit.
After thinking for a while, he took some necessary protective measures, put on a pair of gloves made of strange material that were as thin as a cicada's wings, and then took out a very small gadget.
Then she pressed the small thing and a long, thin thread suddenly popped out in her hand.
Such a thin filament is surprisingly tough and sharp!
With just this little bit of strength, Jiuer was able to insert the thin wire into the compacted quicklime pit effortlessly!
Jiuer inserted the filament deeper and deeper little by little, sensing the approximate position of her hand.
After a while, she pulled out the filament, squatted down, and observed the tip of the filament.
He even picked up the end of the filament and put it to his nose to sniff it.
After a moment, Jiuer's face changed.
I’m afraid it really is... an epidemic!
Jiuer did not stay any longer, dealt with everything and hurried to the general's mansion.
It was already midnight when we returned to the general's mansion.
Jiuer did not disturb Banxia. She first took a medicinal bath for herself and then dealt with all the clothes she had changed today.
Then I went to find Yan Qingyan, the housekeeper.
It was already late at night, and the cold middle-aged man seemed to be waiting for her rather than sleeping.
Jiuer knocked on the door, and Butler Yan opened the door and didn't seem surprised to see her.
Jiuer didn't avoid anything and went straight in.
Straight to the point, "Butler Yan, is there a plague somewhere in Cangyu? Is this the reason why Duan Rong didn't let you tell me?"
"Duan Rong went to the plague site, right?"
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