The little girl replied in horror, "Yes......", and led the grandmother who was helping the old lady to walk out of the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Aunt Yun sat by her son's window crying like a tearful person, looking at her unconscious son, and couldn't help but ask the doctor who was giving her son's pulse her son's condition, for fear of disturbing the doctor who was concentrating.

The maid on the side said to Aunt Yun with some worry: "Auntie, go and rest for a while." He looked at the unconscious young master lying on the bed, and said softly: "You have stayed all night, and if you don't rest, your body will collapse." ”

Aunt Yun looked at the maid who came to marry beside her, and choked up with teary eyes: "Bi Tao, he looks like this now, how can you let me sleep." ”

Bi Tao frowned and looked at the young master's pale face, remembering that when he was sent back last night, he was covered in blood. His face was as pale as white paper. Because it was the middle of the night, my aunt didn't dare to make a noise, let alone send someone to inform the old lady. In case the old lady is woken up, I don't know what the rest of the rooms will say about themselves.

In desperation, Aunt Yun had to secretly call the little maid and go to the doctor overnight. The young master had taken the doctor's medicine, but he never woke up. Although Aunt Yun was anxious, she had no choice but to go out to find a doctor after dawn. However, the second miss is going to enter the palace early in the morning today, and it is estimated that Aunt Yun is also afraid that the people from the palace will bump into the doctor who invited her back, so she can only wait until the second miss goes out before asking for a doctor.

"Auntie......" The door was pushed open, and a little girl poked her head in softly and whispered: "Auntie, the old lady is here......"

Aunt Yun glanced at her son and the doctor sitting by the window with closed eyes and contemplation, and sighed softly. I can't hide this thing, it's a shame to be small, and my son's life is ......

Thinking about it, she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and as soon as she stood up, she heard the voice of the old lady outside the house: "My grandson...... Are you alright......" The door was pushed open, and the old lady walked in trembling with her grandmother in her arms, and when she saw her grandson lying on the bed, she couldn't help but cry. "Lin'er......" The old lady stretched out her hand to her grandson with a slight tremble. Aunt Yun took the old lady's outstretched hand, and also said with tears in her eyes: "Old lady...... This ......"

The doctor put down the hand of the young master of the Gu family and turned his head to look at the old lady and Aunt Yun. The old lady suddenly realized that there was a doctor in the house, and she couldn't help but want to scold Aunt Yun, looked at the doctor and said, "Doctor, how is my grandson?" ”

The doctor looked at the old lady, then at Aunt Yun, thought for a while, and said, "Trouble the ladies and relatives to go out first, the old man wants to examine the patient." ”

Aunt Yun stood up with Bi Tao's support, looked at her son on the bed with nostalgia, turned her face to the doctor and said, "I'm sorry for you." The doctor nodded, and agreed.

As soon as the old lady entered the room, she was kicked out by the doctor. A little annoyed: "The old student wants to see his grandson first!" ”

The doctor looked at the old lady and said angrily: "Is it important for the old lady to look at it, or is your grandson's life important?" After speaking, he shook his hand and sat down on the stool, and said, "The delay is not the responsibility of the old man." ”

"You ......," the old lady pointed to the doctor, angry. She wanted to open her mouth to reprimand the doctor, but she heard the doctor's medicine boy say on the side: "Teacher, don't be angry. Anyway, they have been delayed until now, and it is not our responsibility! After speaking, he stood beside the doctor, not bothering to pay attention to the old lady's angry face.

The old lady thought about it, gritted her teeth, and said, "Let's go!" "So he went out without looking back." If you delay your efforts, you will have to tear down your signboard! ”

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When King Qi woke up, he was sweating behind his back. He had a very strange dream.

He dreamed that he was in a place with a beautiful view. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the creek is murmuring, the weeping willows are clinging, the breeze is cool, the butterflies are flying and the bees are dancing, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Let King Qi feel refreshed.

Walking towards the glittering stream in front of you, the water is crystal clear, and you can see the fish, shrimp and aquatic plants in the water. King Qi squatted down, wanting to reach into the river to feel the cool water. Unexpectedly, as soon as the hand reached in, it was entangled in something. He hurriedly retracted his hand, and when he saw it, it was full of hair. He looked around in horror and saw that the previous landscape had completely changed. The heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, and the sparkling stream was full of black hair. The low-hanging branches of the weeping willows are also a strand of hair. The flowers and plants disappeared suddenly. There was only one butterfly left, still circling around him. He reached out and grabbed the butterfly beside him, and when he opened his palm, he saw only a lump of black hair in his palm. He quickly shook his hand and threw away the clump of hair in disgust, but as soon as he threw it out, the clump of hair turned back into the butterfly just now, flapped its wings, and flew away into the distance.

King Qi woke up suddenly. When I opened my eyes, I saw the bright yellow tent roof. Turn your head to look around, the familiar quilt, the familiar bed, the familiar bed frame with carved dragons and phoenixes...... He breathed a sigh of relief. only to find that the back was full of sweat. hurriedly called Gonggong Feng and asked him to bathe and change his clothes.

Gonggong Feng looked at King Qi with a face like a vegetable, couldn't help but be a little worried, thought about it, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, Elder Kang is waiting outside the hall with Master Winter Melon, saying that he will give you a pulse when you wake up." ”

King Qi wanted to refuse. Their hands were stretched out, ready to wave and signal to Gonggong Feng to let them go. But suddenly I remembered the dream I had just had. couldn't help but withdraw the hand that had been raised, motioned to Gonggong Feng to wipe the sweat from his forehead, sighed and said, "Announce it!" ”

Kang Lao dragged the winter melon monk into the threshold of King Qi's bedroom. Seeing King Qi who had just sat up, he shouted, "King Qi, the old man has brought the winter melon master to check your pulse." ”

As soon as the winter melon monk walked into King Qi's bedroom, he frowned. After looking left and right vigilantly, he looked at King Qi's pale face, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Kang Lao turned his head and found that the winter melon monk was still looking left and right behind, so he hurriedly walked over and dragged him to the front of King Qi: "Hey, I said you monk, what are you doing here?" ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The winter melon monk folded his hands and saluted to King Qi and said, "The poor monk is polite." ”

King Qi nodded, which was regarded as a promise.

Kang Lao looked at King Qi's face, and asked a little knowingly, "King Qi, did you sleep well just now?" ”

When this sentence came out, Feng Gongcheng wanted to interject and say something, but was stopped by King Qi with his eyes. He smiled slightly and covered up, "Oh, I ...... I dreamed of an old man. ”

The winter melon monk raised his eyebrows without a trace, and interjected: "Amitabha, the old man of King Qi ......" He thought about it, and didn't know what appropriate words to use to describe it, so he only smiled: "It's very ...... The deceased"

Qi Wang was stunned for a moment, remembering the hair in the dream, and hearing this sentence "very old", and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from nowhere, blowing on his back...... The sweat that hadn't dried yet was stirred up by the cold wind, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Hey, I'm talking about you! It's starting to babble again. Kang Lao said angrily: "I asked you to take the pulse, not to tell ghost stories!" ”

The winter melon monk looked at King Qi, suddenly turned pale, and asked: "King Qi, if the poor monk says that there is no cure for your heart disease, does Your Majesty believe it?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Gonggong Feng almost shouted the word "bold" like a blow up. But looking at King Qi's calm face, he didn't say anything, but just stared at the winter melon monk viciously, for fear that he would say something that would collide with the saint.

King Qi tilted his head slightly, looking at the serious face of the winter melon monk, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Even if this monk was talking nonsense with Kang Lao at the beginning, after he can see himself, he can continue to talk nonsense, and he has to write skills.

"Well...... What do you mean by this? King Qi asked.

"Amitabha...... As the name suggests. The winter melon monk bowed.

"What if I believe?" King Qi continued to ask.

"The poor monk is willing to help His Majesty resolve this catastrophe." The winter melon monk still bowed his head.

"What if I don't believe it?" King Qi chuckled.

The winter melon monk looked up at King Qi. King Qi seemed to have words like "I don't believe it" written all over his face, and looked at him with a smile. The winter melon monk sighed in his heart, put his hands together again, and replied calmly: "Although God has the virtue of a good life, but ......" He looked at Kang Lao, who was full of anxiety, and lowered his eyelids: "The poor monk can't do anything......

"Bold Demon Monk!" Grandpa Feng couldn't help it and blurted out. "How dare you tease the emperor!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" the winter melon monk said to King Qi: "Your Majesty King Qi, forgive the poor monks for not sharing your worries." He turned to Kang Lao and said, "Kang Lao Tanyue, the poor monk can't do anything." So saying, he turned and walked out.

"Past Life...... The Iniquity of This World...... The flowers bloom unconsciously......" Reading these words aloud, the winter melon monk walked out of the palace of King Qi.

Looking at the back of the winter melon monk without a wind robe, a thought suddenly came to his heart. But he was immediately beaten by himself. Shaking his head, he called Kang Lao to take his pulse.

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"The mourning family is tired. I will not leave you. The Queen Mother looked at everyone with a smile: "People are old, and they are useless......"

"The Queen Mother, you are not old!" Ma Xiaoyan answered. It caused everyone to laugh.

Miss Gu Er looked at Murong Linshuang in the distance, thought about it, stood up and said to the Queen Mother: "Queen Mother, the courtiers heard that you like to listen to the pipa...... The voice behind her became smaller and smaller, and she was a little unconfident. After all, the Queen Mother has already said that she wants to rest.

"Oh? So, Yu Fei also prepared a pipa song for the mourning family? The Queen Mother's neck was tilted to the side, and the father-in-law behind her hurriedly stepped forward and pinched it for the Queen Mother.

"Hui Queen Mother, not a courtier, but a dancing girl from Qi State." Miss Gu Er replied.

"Oh?" The Queen Mother looked at Qin Mei suspiciously, "I don't know whose pipa Yu Fei wants the mourning family to listen to?" ”

Miss Gu Er saluted the Queen Mother and said, "The first beauty in Huzhou, Murong Linshuang." (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )