The young man was tall and strong, with a square face with clear contours and handsome features. Just standing there quietly, one could feel the sharpness of youth.
"Junior greets Madam." Murong Yong took a few steps forward, clasped his hands together, bowed politely to Madam Gu, and smiled generously.
Madam Gu looked up and down at the heroic young man in front of her, with a satisfied look on her face, and said lovingly, "Good boy, no need to be so polite."
The look and tone were full of intimacy.
In the second carriage at the rear, Gu Yunzhen and Gu Yanfei got off one after another.
Murong Yong's gaze naturally turned to the two sisters, first looking at his fiancée Gu Yunzhen, and smiled at her. His teeth were neat and white, and one of the canine teeth on one side was quite sharp.
Murong Yong's gaze then swept across Gu Yanfei, who was one step behind Gu Yunzhen. His smile froze on his lips, and his expression was obviously stunned for a moment.
His pupils twitched and one of his eyebrows raised, as if he was thinking about something.
The "young man" whom I met in the elegant room of Tianyin Pavilion that day overlapped with the beautiful and elegant girl in front of me.
It's her!
Murong Yong stared at Gu Yanfei who was walking with Gu Yunzhen, and recognized that this girl was clearly the girl who disguised herself as a man and saved the Duke of Wei that day.
That day, Murong Yong suspected that the young man with her was not simple. Later, he learned from King Kang that he was the eldest prince.
"Madam, excuse me for being late!" Not far away, a plump woman in her forties, wearing lots of jewels, walked towards this side quickly, with straight eyebrows, drooping eyes, and a bright smile on her face.
Her voice was a little high-pitched, which made her sound quite impressive.
As she spoke, she swept her smiling eyes across Gu Yanfei's beautiful face calmly: "This girl is also your granddaughter, right? She has a beautiful figure like a flower. You really know how to raise a granddaughter!"
The last half of her sentence was equivalent to praising Gu Yunzhen as well.
Madam Gu was very pleased to hear this, and said with a friendly smile, "Thank you for the compliment, dear. This is my second granddaughter."
So it's a member of the Gu family. Murong Yong thought to himself, staring at Gu Yanfei for a long time with deep eyes, and greeted her as if nothing had happened: "Miss Gu, Miss Second."
Madam Murong looked Gu Yunzhen up and down. The more she looked at her, the more she liked her. She took her hand and praised her a lot with a gentle and loving expression. She praised her for being gentle and beautiful, then for being well-behaved and sensible, and then for being filial and virtuous.
The atmosphere was joyful.
After Madam Murong had spoken for a while, Murong Yong interrupted at the right time and said, "Mother, it's freezing cold today, and it's windy here, so let's talk inside."
He behaved appropriately and looked very elegant.
Madam Murong smiled apologetically and sighed, "Oh, it's my fault for being rude."
"It's rare for my dear wife to come to my house, I should have treated her well. But my mother-in-law has been seriously ill recently, and I really..."
"Don't be so polite, my dear." Madam Gu interrupted him and said earnestly, "The old lady of your house is seriously ill. I am also very worried. I came here to visit her."
"Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other for a few years. At our age, it's really the less we see each other."
As she spoke, Madam Gu sighed, her eyes showing sadness.
"My dear madam, your mother-in-law is really thoughtful." Madam Murong wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and sighed, "My mother-in-law has not been in good health since the beginning of winter. She spends more than half of her time lying on the couch... These days, the weather is cold, and she looks even worse."
The crowd surrounded Madam Gu and Madam Murong and walked towards the inner courtyard.
Along the way, Madam Gu asked a few more questions about Madam Murong's condition. She never mentioned that Gu Yanfei knew medicine. She was somewhat worried that this girl only knew the basics.
If I make such a boast, it might end up making people happy for nothing, which would be bad.
As Gu Yanfei walked, he casually looked around the mansion.
The main hall at the front of the inner courtyard seemed to have been renovated. There was no moss on the green tiles under the snow, and the red paint on the beams and pillars was brand new and bright like flames.
Although it is a cold winter, the yard is not at all less beautiful. Various colors of plum blossoms, camellias, nandinas, clivias, etc. can be seen everywhere, in clusters of colorful flowers.
All the servants who came and went kept their heads down and looked respectful. When they met their master, they stood silently by the side with their hands hanging down. The whole place was quiet and orderly, with strict rules.
The group walked through half of the mansion and came to a courtyard in the northwest of the house. The old lady's courtyard was unusually quiet and lifeless. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they smelled a lingering smell of medicine.
Gu Yanfei immediately felt that the uncomfortable feeling in his heart became stronger.
A wrinkled old lady came up to them, bowed, and then respectfully led the group into the house, with a frown on her face and a worried look on her face.
Gu Yanfei walked forward while casually observing the surrounding environment.
On the west side of the courtyard, an ancient and vigorous pine tree withered; the water in the small pond next to the old pine tree had dried up.
In the east room, there was not a single fish in the large blue-and-white porcelain fish tank on the desk...
Gu Yanfei's eyes were dark and strange, she pursed her lips without revealing any sound, and the fingers of her right hand pressed her compass in her sleeve, showing some curiosity, some interest, and some eagerness to try.
Soon, several female relatives passed through two or three curtains and came to a dimly lit inner room. Murong Yong stayed in the outer room waiting.
They could see at a glance that there was an old woman lying motionless on the bunk bed against the north wall, and several women and girls were sitting around the bed, taking care of her.
Madam Gu sighed and praised Madam Murong: "The Murong family really has a good family tradition and their children are filial."
Gu Yanfei, who was at the back, looked around the room quietly.
The room was obviously very spacious, but when Gu Yanfei walked in, it felt like she was walking into a small, cold environment, as if the roof and walls were pressing towards her and were within her reach.
There were two charcoal braziers burning in the room, and the window on the east side was only slightly open. There were also a few talismans pasted on the window, but the light in the room was dim and the distance was a bit far, so she couldn't see clearly what the talismans were drawn on.
The dull air was mixed with the smell of medicine, sandalwood, mold and other indescribable smells.
Gu Yanfei put the sachet between his mouth and nose and sniffed it.
From the moment she stepped into the room, she felt stuffy, just like the dull and depressing feeling before a summer rainstorm.
Seeing a distinguished guest coming, the people who were serving the sick in the room stood up and went forward to greet Madam Gu.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the women of Murong's family moved aside, and the old lady lying on the bed also clearly entered the sight of Gu Yanfei and others.
The haggard old woman in her sixties had mostly white hair and was unconscious at the moment, with only a pale old face as white as paper visible outside the brocade quilt. Her eyes were closed, her lips were dry, and her cheeks covered with brown spots were slightly sunken.
The dull gray-green bed curtains above made the old woman's face look even darker.
Even people who don't know medicine can see that the old lady of the Murong family is very ill.
Gu Yanfei couldn't help but frown, and stared at the old lady with deep eyes for a long time.
It was a gray-black air of death.
Gu Yanfei narrowed her eyes slightly. She could see that the gray-green bed curtain was filled with this gray-black deathly aura, like the layers of dark clouds before a storm.
The thick aura of death wrapped up the old woman on the bed like a cocoon, and it was so thick that it almost covered her face.
Gu Yanfei is a medical practitioner and is most sensitive to death energy. He watched helplessly as wisps of black energy floated out from the bed, like the tentacles of an octopus.
A wisp of black air floated onto her skin, and her hair stood up all of a sudden, and she instantly got goose bumps all over her body.
Gu Yanfei touched his wrist gently, and his dark eyes became cold.
She was sure that this dead air was not the dead air of a sick person, but the dead air of a dead person! But the problem was...
Gu Yanfei's gaze was fixed on Madam Murong's mouth and nose. Although her breathing was very weak, she was sure that she was still breathing and still alive!
That's not very common.
Gu Yanfei twirled his fingers in his wide cuffs thoughtfully, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper, like a calm pond, the depth in his eyes was unfathomable.
Madam Gu and Madam Murong walked to the bedside together.
Looking at the unconscious Madam Murong on the couch, Madam Gu said with a hint of sadness: "I have known my elder sister for more than twenty years. The last time we met was three years ago. My elder sister looked more energetic than me then. It has only been three years..."
The last sentence ended with a faint sigh.
Madam Murong wiped her red eyes with a handkerchief and sighed, "We have invited all the famous doctors in the capital, and the imperial physician has also examined her, and they all said that the old lady is not well."
"Later, we invited Shangqing Zhenren to our house."
When Madam Murong mentioned the "Shangqing Immortal", even Madam Gu was slightly moved. She looked solemn and sighed, "The Immortal's Taoism is profound."
Madam Murong wiped her eyes with a handkerchief again, then turned around and grabbed Gu Yunzhen's right hand. She looked at her sincerely with misty eyes and said, "I watched Sister Zhen grow up. I have always liked this girl."
"Zhen Jie'er has been well-educated, filial, sensible, and kind since she was young... I dream of having a daughter like this."
Madam Gu gently stroked the Buddhist beads with her fingers, without commenting.
Madam Murong lowered her voice and said, "Madam, please excuse me for a moment."
Madam Gu stroked her sleeves, knowing full well that the other party wanted to talk about the wedding.
She calmly winked at Gu Yanfei, asking her to go and see Old Madam Murong, and then she went to the green gauze cabinet with Madam Murong.
Gu Yanfei didn't pay any attention to Madam Gu's expression. Her attention was all focused on Old Madam Murong on the bed, her eyes burning.
The other person's closed eyelids trembled slightly twice at this moment.
Madam Murong is awake?! The dead air in the bed curtains became even thicker, so thick that ink seemed to drip out.
Gu Yanfei took another step closer to the other party, and when he looked closely, he saw the old woman's dry and dark lips moving a few times...
The other party didn't make any sound, but Gu Yanfei could read lips and read it out immediately.
What the other party said was——
Kill...me.
In an instant, the deathly aura surged from Old Madam Murong's body.
(End of this chapter)
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