Because of Gu Xiaofan, from Yifan to Xiao'an, although Lin Yiren was in a hurry, it still took two days. Fortunately, under the banner of escorting King Xuan, Gong Muduan caught up with Lin Qitan and his entourage, and found out about Gu Liuying's situation from Qiao Xiuyan, and hurried back to report to Lin Yiren, and Lin Yiren was a little relieved.

According to Qiao Xiuyan's statement, although Gu Liuying is unconscious, but her condition is quite stable, the imperial doctor Jiang Baichen stayed up all night without untying his clothes, and tried his best to serve the left and right, but all the decoction that fed Gu Liuying must be tasted with his own mouth, but if Gu Liuying has any changes, he will let the maid describe it in detail, which can be described as cautious and cautious, and dare not have a trace of negligence and slackness.

Jiang Baichen and his people, Lin Yiren once heard Nie Linggu mention, this person has a gentle temperament, acts prudently, and is proficient in the art of Qihuang, but the medicine is slightly mediocre, so he is praised by his teacher as only a talent, but not a talent.

Lin Yiren has not been particularly wary of Jiang Baichen, because in terms of human feelings and interests, Jiang Baichen has nothing to do with the prince's power, which is also the reason why Lin Yiren and his mother were so caught off guard by the previous jade carving chrysanthemum poison.

Lin Yiren knew that the poison in the jade carved chrysanthemum was not necessarily caused by Jiang Baichen, and the so-called attempt to harm the emperor with chronic poison was just that the prince used Jiang Baichen's mouth to blame his mother and son for the crime of killing the king.

Jiang Baichen didn't lie, but what he said was true became a sharp weapon in the hands of the prince, forcing Gu Liuying and Lin Yiren into a corner. However, no one will spare their own lives, although Jiang Baichen is a human duty, he is not stupid, especially when he realizes that he may become an arrow in the hands of others again and again, he will not untie his clothes and taste the decoction himself, lest something happen to Gu Liuying.

Compared with Gu Liuying, Gu Xiaofan's situation made Lin Yiren more worried. Since killing Ye Fusheng, Gu Xiaofan has never eaten anything, and the water fed to her was spit out by her, until Lin Yiren had to let Qinghe squeeze out the juice of the orange petals and feed her spoonful by spoonful, Gu Xiaofan barely drank two or three sips.

Except for always asking Lin Yiren to be by his side, Gu Xiaofan didn't seem to have any reaction to external objects. On the way, they passed by an open field, where a group of children drove the sheep and sang songs, and the cheerful scene was very refreshing.

Lin Yiren held Gu Xiaofan, pulled the curtain, and listened to the child's singing, hoping to see a smile on the thin and pale cheeks, perhaps, the carefree singing voice would remind her of the cheerful years of her childhood...... The Lyrians conjectured. However, nothing happened, and the once clear eyes just stared blankly out of the car, as if there was nothing in front of them.

He still remembered her laughter, her naughtiness, her fuss, why, Heaven suddenly and cruelly took it all away?

The autumn breeze is clear, the yellow leaves are falling, the heart is fetters, the red dust is tearful, and her silence reminds him of the day his father died. At that time, he stared at the low and gloomy sky, standing alone in a corner of the eaves, as if there were thousands of angry beasts roaring in his heart, but he could not make a single sound.

The rain and clouds, the fog locked, and the burning pain surrounded him, but he didn't know what to do to save his father.

"Little Fan ......" Lin Yiren looked at Gu Xiaofan, who seemed to have lost three souls and seven spirits, and the bottom of his eyes gradually floated with water.

He knew her, he knew what she was thinking. She is blaming herself, blaming herself for the death of Yan Zhiyang, blaming herself for the pain of her words, and blaming herself for Ye Fusheng's death...... Her perfect childhood memories were shattered by herself, her future with Yanxu seemed to have become a dream, she didn't know what to do to change it all, she was trapped in the endless swamp, muddy, desolate, cold, desperate, unable to find any way out.

The autumn wind was whining, the cold water was murmuring, and in front of an inconspicuous temple outside the city of Xiao'an, the Lin Yi people asked Miyakitan to stop the carriage.

After going back, I immediately went to Nangong Ji and told him that he couldn't marry Qiuyi Villa no matter what. Lin Yiren took the drowsy Gu Xiaofan down from the carriage, "There must be some turmoil in Yifan, you must pay special attention to the Fan Mansion that has an in-law relationship with Qi Bojun, if Xiling Palace has anything to do with Qi Bojun, I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe for the Linghai Gang." ”

"Yes. Miyaki said.

"Also," Lin Yiren's expression darkened slightly, "Sheng Ping and the person who had the accident...... If you want to settle down, you can take the time to comfort and comfort Old Man Sheng. ”

"Sect Master rest assured. Miyaki bowed his head.

As soon as Gong Muduan's words fell, a kind middle-aged monk walked out of the temple.

"Then the subordinate will retire first. Miyaki looked at the person.

Lin Yiren bowed his head and watched Gong Muduan and Qinghe go away.

"Lord Wang," the middle-aged monk led the Lin Yiren all the way into the room where the pilgrims stayed and rested every day, "The emperor's imperial chariot just entered the city half a day ago, and the palace learned that Qin Guifei had an accident, and it was already a person on his back, and the right minister, the left minister and the various departments of Shangshu have all rushed to the Kunyang Palace, and the commander Qiao escorted Vice General Qiao to kneel outside the hall, asking the emperor to take heavy responsibility, and I don't know what the situation is at the moment." ”

Qiao Xinning's reaction was fast. Lin Yiren carefully placed Gu Xiaofan on the bed.

"This girl ......," the middle-aged monk looked at Lin Yiren.

"You go get some mountain spring water and simple and refreshing porridge, and somehow she doesn't eat anything along the way. ”

"Lord Wang......" The middle-aged monk stopped talking.

"There's nothing to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it. "Lin Yi is humane.

"This girl looks like she has fallen into an evil spirit, and I'm afraid she has to drive away the evil spirit. ”

"Exorcism?" Lin Yiren frowned, "I think this temple is a decoration on weekdays, could it be that you really know some gods and Buddhas?"

"Amitabha," the middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, "the temple is a place for all sentient beings, how can the prince regard this as an ornament, a sin, a sin." ”

"It's the king's, it's not. Lin Yiren looked at Gu Xiaofan, "I have a lot of pills with me, but I don't know if I can give it to her, and I don't know if she can stand it with your smoky chanting." ”

"If there is an elixir, why do you need the art of reviving the soul with scriptures?" A middle-aged man in a cloth and green shirt, indifferent and elegant, and with a flowing look, walked in leisurely from outside the door.

"Mr. Nie?" Lin Yiren's eyes lit up.

"Lord Wang," Nie Ling clasped his fists slightly at Lin Yiren, "I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Mr. Nie has come to take a look at these pills," Lin Yiren looked happy, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Nie Linggu, "The red pill is the Seven Flowers Soul Rejuvenation Pill, the brown pill is the Pulp Washing Pill, the black pill is the Jiuling Pill, and the cyan pill is the Qianjin Xuanyuan San." ”

"Harmony with qi and blood, maintenance of meridians, consolidation of the foundation, cultivation of yuan, dispelling stasis and renewal, for the injured, everything is a treasure. Nie Linggu walked to the bed, put his fingertips on Gu Xiaofan's vein, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"How?" Lin Yi's heart sank.

"The prince still remembers that he once said that there is no elixir that can cure all diseases in this world, and if he encounters a terminal disease, even if the medical saint Huijia is alive, it is still difficult to save the immortals. Nie Linggu got up slowly.