Liangjing.

In the Qin Mansion, there is a private attic which is strictly guarded by guards.

Li Shida, dressed in a plain Confucian robe, paced back and forth in the room, looking at the bed from time to time.

Waves of milky white halo slowly emanated from it.

It came from a ball of "mutton-fat jade" between the eyebrows of the unconscious person on the bed.

This person was Qin Ji.

Suddenly, a report came from outside the attic.

Li Shida walked out of the attic quickly.

Soon, he welcomed in a eunuch in a dragon robe and an imperial physician with white hair and beard.

The imperial physician came to the bed with his medical box and examined the patient carefully.

Not long after.

The imperial physician let out a light breath, shook his head, put down his hand that was taking the pulse, and turned to look at Li Shida.

"Mr. Li, the head is the head of the body and the focus of the human spirit. Young Master Qin was injured here, and it is the Niwan Palace, one of the nine palaces in the head. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

Fortunately, Prime Minister Qin used his immortal skills to use this magical object to keep Master Qin alive, but even so... Alas."

Li Shida frowned, "Doctor Zhang, please tell me, what is the current situation?"

Doctor Zhang glanced at Li Shida's face and said with a worried look:

"I checked Mr. Qin's pulse these days and found that it was getting more and more chaotic, and the air between his mouth and nose was getting weaker and weaker. In a few days, it will probably... break."

Li Shida's eyes narrowed, his lips pursed, he was silent for a moment, his voice hoarse.

"Doctor Zhang, do you have any idea to prolong the time?"

Before he finished speaking, Doctor Zhang shook his head.

The latter stroked his beard and said seriously: "I am a mortal, and I am really powerless to save you. Even before you told me, I still don't know where Mr. Qin got this injury... Alas, now I can only wait for Prime Minister Qin to come back. I wonder if he can bring a cure in time."

Li Shida glanced at the man in a daze and said in a deep voice, "Excuse me, doctor, how many days does he have left?"

Doctor Zhang thought for a moment and said in a serious tone, "Three days... four days at most, but the fourth day will be very dangerous..."

Afterwards, Li Shida asked a few more questions, and Doctor Zhang mostly just shook his head.

soon.

Doctor Zhang packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Li Shida stood where he was, staring straight at the teacher's beloved son, not knowing what he was thinking.

Doctor Zhang picked up his medical box, said goodbye, and left.

But the strange thing was that the eunuch in the dragon robe who had accompanied him before and had remained silent since then did not say goodbye and leave with him as usual.

Inside the house.

There was a brief silence.

There was only a milky white halo inside the bed.

The sky is thick with clouds and mist.

Li Shida still stared at the dying man on the bed, licked his dry lips, and said hoarsely without moving his gaze:

"What else does the father-in-law need?"

The eunuch in the dragon robe thought for a moment, then whispered the words that the emperor had asked him to convey.

Li Shida listened silently at first.

At some point.

His expression changed and he looked suddenly at the eunuch in the dragon robe behind him.

"real?"

"Mr. Li, can His Majesty's words be false?"

After saying this, the eunuch in the dragon robe said goodbye and left.

Li Shida let out a light breath, his brows relaxed slightly, a look of joy appeared on his face, he grabbed the black token at his waist, and walked out quickly.

But, suddenly.

He paused at the door.

The scholar in plain robe lowered his eyelids, moved his eyeballs left and right, and remained silent.

…

Su Xiaoxiao discovered.

The feeling of two hands, fingers clasped together.

It is the most comfortable.

Um, just a little more sweat, um, his.

The feeling of having your palms filled is like the bluestone on Qiantang Mountain baked by the midday sun.

Let her fall asleep peacefully.

Warm and down-to-earth.

And, after their fingers were clasped together...it seemed like he would never be able to run away.

Su Xiaoxiao secretly glanced at the profile of Zhao Rong, who was shopping next to her.

Their tightly clasped fingers were hidden under the wide sleeves of her Taoist robe, and the two of them were very close.

Outsiders naturally can't see it.

This gave Su Xiaoxiao a secret sense of satisfaction that belonged only to the two of them.

Her hands are small and tender, like freshly baked snow-white steamed buns, making people want to take a bite.

And a gentle pinch will leave a red fingerprint.

Zhao Rong's hands were originally slender and white, but because of long-term calligraphy practice and diligent cultivation and tempering, his hands have many calluses.

Therefore, there is an intimate contact between the delicate skin and the rough skin of the two hands under the sleeves.

No matter how you think about it, it must be Zhao Rong who is "bullying" her.

but.

now

She felt dizzy.

I enjoy it very much.

A thought suddenly popped into my mind.

How wonderful it would be if I could keep walking with him holding hands like this. Even if I am bullied by this bad guy all the time, well, it doesn't matter if he bullies me a little bit.

Just, he doesn't pull his hand away.

Su Xiaoxiao's clear eyes, with distinct black and white, couldn't help but glance at the profile at the side.

The person holding her hand had a calm expression.

Hmm, what is this bad guy thinking now...

at this time.

The two were strolling in the bustling streets of Liangjing.

Su Xiaoxiao was still dressed in an elegant and noble Taoist nun outfit, while Zhao Rong was still in purple Confucian robes.

If you look from a distance.

The two of them holding hands give the first impression to passers-by.

They are just a pair of people.

Of course, it can also be seen from the expressions of passers-by.

When they got closer and looked at the people on the two walls, most of them showed disappointment and regret.

Well, the former is for Zhao Rong, and the latter is for the juicy and rare little cabbage that he took.

At this time, Zhao Rong did not notice the strange and delicate thoughts of the little fox demon beside him.

He also ignored the envious looks of passers-by.

His attention was entirely focused on what he was about to plan.

Two days have passed and the fish have not yet taken the bait.

Even though he had always felt that his Qi cultivation skills were pretty good, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Because time waits for no one.

If it drags on any longer, the difficulty will instantly increase if Qin Jianfu has not returned.

Or maybe the news from Zhongnan Kingdom came too late, exposing the identities of the two.

Forget it. Now that things have come to this, I can only wait quietly. There is no point in thinking too much.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and continued shopping with Su Xiaoxiao.

Have fun all the way.

The two of them did not encounter any evil young man from Liangjing who bullied men and women.

One reason is that the most arrogant and domineering young man in Liangjing is still dying, causing his "like-minded" partners to keep a low profile recently.

The second reason is that Zhao Rong and the other two were of high status as evidenced by their attire.

Moreover, generally speaking, the female companion beside a man can reflect the man's status and position.

A young man with a decent but ordinary appearance, accompanied by a stunningly beautiful Taoist nun.

He doesn't look like an ordinary person at all. Who knows how deep his background is...

The streets are bustling with traffic.

Su Xiaoxiao would be attracted by the sight of her delicious snacks, her favorite rouge and powder, or strange things.

He pulled Zhao Rong over with a beaming look on his face.

Both seemed to be completely immersed in the roles they played.

It’s almost noon.

Zhao Rong took Su Xiaoxiao, who was growling with hunger, back to the luxurious mansion arranged for them by the Emperor of Wei.

The little fox demon played for the whole morning and gained a lot, buying a lot of things.

But it was hard for Zhao Rong, as he had to carry everything.

Zhao Rong was dissatisfied and rose up to protest.

However, all his thoughts were blocked by Su Xiaoxiao's light words.

"My dear husband, be good and listen to me."

Zhao Rong: “…”

Which novel about talented scholars and beautiful women did you learn this from?

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, thinking that he must take the servants with him when he goes out next time...

But before he could think more.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a scholar in plain robes standing and waiting with a group of guards and servants in front of the gate of the mansion where he and Su Xiaoxiao lived.

It seemed that it sensed someone approaching.

The plain-robed scholar at the front turned his head and stared for a moment.

Suddenly.

Smiled at Zhao Rong.