Outside the city of Handan, in the remote farm, it is quiet and quiet, and if you are careful, you can still hear the murmuring sound of the stream on the back mountain. Rao is now in the twilight of autumn, but this scenery is still fascinating, but it is a pity that in the troubled times, few people have this leisure.

Zhao Chan was dazed, sometimes feeling very cold, sometimes very hot. The confusion in her mind was Xiao Hei's face for a while, and for a while, she became Lu Buwei's gentle appearance again, and then she heard the child crying in her ear, and finally, she seemed to see a fairy-like figure. For a moment, I just felt that I was dead and met a god.

But when her head gradually cleared up and her eyes slowly opened, somehow, Zhao Chan still saw the man who was not stained with dust. He blinked his clear apricot eyes and shook his head again, only to be sure that it was not an illusion.

Under Zhao Chan's scrutiny and gaze, Wumo's expression was still natural, and he slowly removed the silver needle from Zhao Chan's head, and after passing the fire again, he inserted the silver needle into the cloth he carried.

Zhao Chan opened her mouth, just wanted to say something, but was interrupted.

"Rest well, you can't die!" Wu Mo smiled, smiling lightly.

"Are you the capable person that the old imperial doctor said?" Zhao Chan saw the man's silver needle and knew that he knew medicine, so she realized in a trance that he should be the person invited by the old imperial doctor.

"In Xia Wumo, he is not a capable person, but he knows some medical skills." Although Wu Mohua is modest, he can't hide his radiance.

"Sir, thank you, Zhao Chan is polite." Zhao Chan's voice was slightly hoarse. Then he looked around again, but found that this was not his bedroom, "I don't know, where is this?" ”

"I don't know, it's just that this is not Zhao Palace." Wu Mo said, but it seemed to be just nonsense.

"How did I get out of the palace?" Zhao Chan had just woken up from a coma and had a lot of problems.

"I don't know," Wu Mo still smiled, making it impossible to tell whether the words were true or false, "It's just that you are no longer in Zhao Palace now." ”

"Sir, you only focus on the present, and don't think about the past?" Zhao Chan asked tentatively, and suddenly felt as if she had seen the person in front of her somewhere.

"If you want to live, keep your mouth shut." Wu Mo's face became stern in vain, and his face, which was originally kind, made people feel intimidated at this moment.

When Zhao Chan heard this, she was silent and stopped talking. Wumo's words really spoke to her heart, she really wanted to live, after all, there were so many things waiting for her to do.

Wu Mo packed up his ornaments, and when he turned to leave, he didn't forget to explain: "It's useless to think too much, stay here until you heal, and you can leave!" ”

Zhao Chan was helpless, she couldn't sit on the bed, and she didn't know what to do. I was in a coma all the time, not knowing where I was, and I didn't know how to spend the time. But now it's different, sober, but still don't know where you are, let alone how to spend your time.

I don't know how the stranger will look in the Xiquan Hall at this time when he knows that he is gone? I don't know, when I left the palace, did Mrs. Lu and the others know?

Thinking of a pair of children in the Zhao Palace again, Zhao Chan felt more and more panicked in her heart. I wonder what happened to them at this time? I wonder if Chenchen's fever can be cured? I wonder if the two children are hungry and cold? Now that the weather is getting colder, are you freezing and cold?

Zhao Chan's heart was chaotic, but at this time, she was worried about Wumo's instructions, and she didn't dare to get out of bed, and her mood was even more depressed.

"Granny Lu, how do you say the girl is now?" Aunt Li was holding Chenchen and was breastfeeding. The milk baby seemed to know that her nurse was talking about her mother, so she stopped her small mouth and pricked up her pink ears, as if she also wanted to hear Lu Pozi's answer.

Just as Zhao Chan was thinking about Xiquan Palace, the people in Xiquan Hall were also thinking about her.

"I don't know about that!" On that day, the old imperial doctor said that he had found the man, and without knowing it, he transported the terminally ill person out of the Zhao Palace. Although Lu Pozi and the others didn't know what method to use, they didn't seem to cause any uproar.

"The girl was sent out of the palace to treat the disease, and when she wanted to come back, she was alive." Lu Pozi continued, "Right now, let's still worry that we will hide it from our son. ”

"That's right!" Aunt Li nodded, thoughtful, "Fortunately, the old imperial doctor has been cooperating with us, saying that the girl is sick and it is inconvenient to see people, so as not to spread the illness!" ”

"But I see, it's only a matter of time before this matter is stabbed." Mrs. Lu is rarely serious, "All we can do is to drag it as hard as we can." ”

"Hmm!" Aunt Li nodded, "This matter is now only known to the two of us, and it is good, the more people who know, the more dangerous it is." "You must know that escaping from the palace is a capital crime, not to mention that now that Qin and Zhao are fighting so fiercely, they will inevitably be accused of collaborating with the enemy.

Although the voices of the two were small, they still couldn't escape Zhen'er's ears. She was wondering, even if Zhao Chan was seriously ill, there should be more people who needed to be served, but now Zhao Chan was the only one by her side. Aunt Li couldn't serve close because she had to take care of the children, so she just paid it back, but she was strong and down-to-earth, so why didn't she suddenly let her serve closely?

Strange Dao didn't let himself get close to the house, it turned out that he didn't trust himself, and the people had already been transported out of the Zhao Palace. But that's fine, if it can be cured, it's a good thing for the general. However, secretly helping these two mothers-in-law is not necessarily a bad thing.

It's still a well-trained white pigeon, but this time it's different. Because of this news, it is full of unknowns.

When the white dove landed on Wang Qian's tent, Wang Jian was enduring severe pain, and let Lang Zhong, who accompanied the army, cut left and right on his arm.

He's hurt.

Zhao ** Shi was already in a collapsed army, but there were still people who did not change their blood, and they were unwilling to be reduced to generals, and under the random arrow, they shot him in the right arm. He only snorted, immediately broke the arrow, and regardless of the blood, he took the city of Yi. You must know that Yicheng is already the last city in front of Handan City, and it is only ten miles away from Handan City. Although the city of Yi is small, if this small city is breached, it means that the army will approach Handan and the troops will come to the city.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wang Qian's mouth showed a little smugness, and he felt that the injury on his shoulder was worth it. Not only for the Qin army's victory, but also for another person. took out the towel embroidered with "Chan", Wang Jian had mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't dare to imagine what he would become if he would never see that woman again in this life.

"General, the carrier pigeon from Zhao Palace!" The adjutant general has good eyesight, and when he entered the camp tent, he saw a carrier pigeon, asked him to take it down, and handed it to Wang Qian.

Wang Jian spread out, but his eyes eased a lot. I felt better, and even the arm that was applying the medicine was more comfortable, and I no longer felt the piercing pain. He was only glad at the moment, fortunately there was no poison on this arrow, otherwise he would not have seen the person who haunted him!