Xiahou Ying naturally knew that Fu Nianjun must be many years younger than herself in terms of age, and she could guess what she was thinking at this time by looking at Fu Nianjun's expression, and she couldn't help but feel that this princess was indeed a little interesting.

Fu Nianjun felt that he was also a little rude, so he changed the topic:

"I'll ask the girl to go to the hostel where I'm staying to pick up my luggage in a moment."

Xiahou Ying said: "Then thank you princess." ”

Fu Nianjun privately felt that it would be better for this miracle doctor to be a girl, and it would be convenient to bring it into King Teng's mansion in this way, but if it was really a gray-haired old man, it would be inconvenient.

Xiahou Ying left with her personal girl Guoguo, but was chased by Fangzhu before going out, and Guoguo was forced to stuff a bag of things in her hand.

When I opened it, it was the pastry she was staring at just now.

Xiahou Ying smiled and asked Guoguo to put everything away.

Guoguo whispered to her: "Lady, this princess is very good......

Xiahou Ying didn't make a sound, but just turned her head and said:

"Let's go."

******

Shan Yun picked a few good players, explained for a long time, and was ready to start in the middle of the night.

They are all masters in the palace, but they have done things that ordinary people in the rivers and lakes will not do.

Guo Xun probably knew the pain in Shan Yun's heart, so he persuaded him in such a serious way:

"Isn't it just a festival, just leave it behind."

Shan Yun quietly took people out of the city before the city gate was closed, and at night on the third watch, several people moved quickly, and the route had already been arranged, so it went very smoothly.

Fu Ning probably fainted in his sleep, and by the time Shan Yun and a few people started to carry the Song family, he was already unconscious.

Shan Yun settled the Song family in the carriage that had been prepared, and several people returned to a Zhuangzi along the road that had already been tied.

Song had been sleeping peacefully.

Shan Yun knew that she would sleep like this until daylight the next day.

The next day, when it was dawn, several people reached the gate of the city in the dark.

Perhaps the people of the entire city of Tokyo will not notice that the gates of the city are often opened earlier on this day.

By the time Song woke up, it was already dawn, she only felt that this sleep was extraordinarily long and unsteady, the whole person was groggy, and when she opened her eyelids, she suddenly felt as if she was still in a dream.

Song's eyes are not good, but they are not to the point of being completely blind, but it is impossible not to feel it completely after changing the environment.

Where is this place?

A clever little girl appeared beside her, and when she saw that Song was awake, she smiled sweetly and leaned over.

"Good morning, Madame, you're awake. This is my master's house, my master knows you, please don't worry, she will come to see you in a while, you are weak, it's best not to talk much, relax first, I will help you wipe your hands and face first, and then serve you with some gruel......"

Song was so sick that he couldn't get up.

This little girl spoke clearly, and she understood Song's doubts in a few words, and she was quick and thoughtful, and Song had never enjoyed this kind of treatment in her life.

She finally realized that it was not a dream.

Knowing that this was not a dream, Song immediately fell into a panic.

"I—I'm going home......"

She gasped.

What the hell is this place!

The little girl seemed to be prepared, stretched out her hand to smooth her breath, massaged her temples, and said slowly:

"Madame, don't worry, my master will come to see you soon......"

Song was uncertain in his heart, and he had many suspicions, but he didn't know what was going on, and he seemed to smell the faint soothing fragrance in this room, and he fell asleep in a daze in the little girl's babbling words.

……

Before Fu Nianjun went to see the Song family, he first asked someone to invite Xiahou Ying, who had already lived.

Xiahou Ying did not shirk either, it was her duty to treat diseases and save people.

Fu Nianjun was very polite.

Xiahou Ying looked at her young age, but the treatment method was old-fashioned, Song was still in a coma, she took Song's pulse, checked her hands, feet, mouth and nose, and finally said that she would do an acupuncture.

Of course, Fu Nianjun first followed Song's illness and took people to avoid it first.

Song woke up again in a slight pain, but this pain was slightly mixed with ease, as if his brain, which had been chaotic, had finally cleared up.

"Don't move."

A calm, emotionless voice rang in her ears.

"I'm Lang Zhong, I'm treating you, don't move."

Xiahou Ying said.

Song really didn't dare to move, and she didn't have the strength to move.

After the time of a cup of tea, Xiahou Ying saw that it was almost over, accepted the golden needle, and asked Guoguo to invite Fu Nianjun in, and he went out to make a prescription.

"The loss is terrible, the oil is running out, she has the will to die, there is no need to save it, but she can delay it for as long as she can, I will do my best, the princess has something to do, it needs to be done as soon as possible."

Xiahou Ying just said this to Fu Nianjun.

Plain, no joy and no anger, like experiencing great joy and sorrow, and being calm and calm after seeing the various states of life.

Fu Nianjun nodded, ordered someone to wait for the prescription to get the medicine, and took Yilan into the Song family's house.

Song had just been served and drank some medicine, and now he was in better spirits, leaning on the head of the bed and waiting for the culprit who had tied him up.

Fu Nianjun entered the door, Song's pair of godless eyes were stunned in the direction of the door, she could only see a shallow shadow at this time, and she felt very familiar at the moment.

Fu Nianjun's demeanor was as usual, and he also instructed Yilan to open the window for ventilation.

As soon as she spoke, Song immediately recognized her.

Song's godless eyes kept staring at Fu Nianjun's figure, she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't say anything.

Fu Nianjun sat on the stool next to her bed and said to her:

"Sister-in-law Song, I'm sorry, I really have no other way to make this decision."

"Second lady......" Song snorted her lips, and immediately changed her words: "The princess ......"

Fu Nianjun looked at her pale and colorless face due to illness, and a pair of hands stacked in front of her like dead branches, and frowned slightly.

"Sister-in-law Song gave me a basket of eggs that day, it tasted very good, thank you."

She started it like she was just talking.

Song Shi paused, with a little apprehension in his voice, and asked Fu Nianjun with a little trepidation:

"Princess...... What are you looking for a concubine for? Did the concubine offend you somewhere? ”

She seemed to feel a little offended by Fu Nianjun again, and immediately said:

"Among the girls just now, you also invited? Thank you very much......"

As she spoke, she was about to get up and get out of bed to worship her.

Fu Nianjun personally held her arm.

Xiahou Ying finally regained some of her energy, and she must not waste it in this kind of place.

Fu Nianjun's arms are skinny and bony, and it really looks like Xiahou Ying said that the oil has run out.

Fu Nianjun's heart sank, and he quickly retracted his hand, and Song Shi lay back and gasped.