The carriage didn't travel long before it came to a smooth stop.

Han Ling lifted the curtain of the car, looked out, couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, the carriage was parked in front of a rather large medical hall, Han Ling looked up, and the four big characters of "Miao Ji Divine Doctor" on the horizontal flat were vivid, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced.

Touched the silver taels on his body, the twenty taels of silver he got from selling his body today, and he was worried about how to send it to Qingxinan, his mother's knife wound was already very dangerous, and this place was not too far from Qingxinan.

Thinking of this, his eyes rolled, and he squatted down with his stomach stroking.

Yin Ruochen, who was about to get out of the car, heard the scream of pain, and hurriedly turned his head, but saw that Han Ling was holding his stomach and screaming in pain with his face full of pain, so he couldn't help frowning and stopped.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Back to the prince, the slave has a stomachache and wants to go to the thatched house." Han Ling clutched his stomach and pretended to be in pain.

Yin Ruochen looked at her for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure you want to go to the thatched house instead of the infirmary?" ”

"Thatched house, thatched house, slave maid ate the wrong thing today, now as long as you go to the thatched house, it's so urgent!" Han Ling endured the "pain", laughed and said again and again, and deliberately said "ouch" a few times after speaking. More and faster chapters are here.

Seeing this, Yin Ruochen waved his hand at her and said, "Go quickly." ”

Han Ling stepped out of the carriage as if he was about to be amnestied, and trotted in the direction of Qingxin'an with a puff of smoke.

Sure enough, the mother's knife wound worsened, and the meditation Dao Changzheng was chanting the Buddha vigorously, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Han Ling coming in.

Afraid that the Jingxin Daoist would not recognize herself, Han Ling restored her original appearance, and at that moment she hurriedly took out the silver and handed it to the Jingxin Daoist, and said eagerly: "Dao Chief, this is twenty taels of silver, my mother will take care of you, please give her a Lang Zhong immediately." ”

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless." The benevolent and kind-minded Taoist priest bowed with his hands together, took the silver tael, and hurriedly instructed a little Taoist aunt in the nunnery to invite Langzhong, Han Ling squatted down, hugged the old woman who was hot and delirious, and her mind was heavy, this old woman was good to her, but she remembered, since she possessed her daughter's body, no matter how she said, she had to do her filial piety for her, at least cure her illness, so that she could spend her old age in peace.

After only a while, she stood up and thanked Jingxin Dao Chang: "Thank you Dao Chang for taking me in, I have something urgent, my mother can only bother you now, Da En will return in the future, Han Ling will leave first." "Donor, don't worry, let the monks be compassionate, and your mother will be handed over to the poor nuns." Update as soon as possible," said the head of the meditation path with relief.

Han Ling nodded with tears in her eyes, didn't dare to linger, and walked outside. After finding a secluded place and changing his appearance, he swaggered towards the carriage of the medical hall.

The carriage was empty, and it was clear that they had not yet come out of the infirmary.

Han Ling waited for a while, but there was no one in sight, and his heart became uneasy, and he said in his heart that I was his follower, and I should follow him, so I thought of this and walked towards the medical hall.

"You said that such a noble man actually has that kind of disease, tsk!" As soon as Han Ling stood still in front of the counter, the whispers of the two guys in front of the counter came.

"Isn't it! Nowadays, there are many people suffering from this willow disease, and this disease is terrible. The other man chimed in mysteriously and said, "I heard that if you have this disease, it will rot there." After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled pretending to be afraid, their faces full of impropriety.

What the? Venereal disease? Isn't this a sexually transmitted disease? Who are they talking about?

Han Ling looked around, and couldn't help but be stunned, at this time, there were only a few old and weak women and children in the pharmacy, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the silver prince was walking out of the hut with a man dressed in brocade forging ayaluo, didn't this mean who they were talking about?

Han Ling looked at the man, and saw that he was thirty years old, calm and sophisticated, chic and free to raise his hands and feet, quite a kingly style, that tall body, as if cultivating bamboo, it seems that he is a jade tree in the wind, graceful, narrow Danfeng eyes with a gentle smile, there is a charm.

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When Yin Ruochen got out, he saw Han Ling standing there stupidly and looking at them, to be precise, looking at the man beside him, he couldn't help but blacken his face.

"Ahem, ahem." He cleared his voice.

But when he saw Han Ling wake up, his complexion changed, his eyes were aimed at them, and there was a strange light in his eyes, and his face couldn't help but get darker!

Fortunately, Han Ling quickly noticed his face, and he was so frightened that he lowered his head and stood aside. More and faster chapters are here. When they walked by, they hurriedly followed behind Yin Ruochen's ass and walked outside.

The man obviously saw her too, and couldn't help laughing, "Ruochen! You are getting more and more tasteful now, and this little follower has changed again, and it is still so distinctive. ”

Yin Ruochen covered her face with frost, snorted from her nose, and said coldly: "Hmph, it's just an unruly yellow-haired ugly girl." “

The man smiled when he heard this, and asked solemnly, "Ruochen, is Aunt Rui's body good now?" This time, I just want to see her? “

Yin Ruochen put away the unhappy expression on her face, her face became rare and solemn, and said, "Uncle Huang, Aunt Rui, her old man is not in good health, she is very sick, and I am also worried." Be the first to update"

The man sighed when he heard this: "In the palace before, our mother died early, and it was Aunt Rui who dragged me and your father to grow up, and I thought it was also delaying her life, and she didn't get married." “

After saying that, both of them stopped talking and walked outside.

In the study of the palace of Nuoda, there is not a single book, but it is full of all kinds of weapons, the kang is covered with bear skin mattresses, and the fire dragon is burning underground, there is no smell of smoke, Yin Ruochen stands in the study and feels hot. "Chu Yi, did you find any clues?" "Back to the prince, the girl who followed her subordinates, there were indeed unknown people following her, but since she saved the old woman in front of the broken temple and sent her to Qingxin Nunnery, it is strange to say that she has never seen her again, as if she has disappeared, and her subordinates have secretly searched the entire Qingxin Nunnery, and have not found any clues." Chu Yi knelt on one leg and replied strangely.

Yin Ruochen frowned, things seemed to be more complicated than he imagined. "What is the situation in the barracks today? Is the illness under control? "Back to the prince, since the prince asked Wang Langzhong, the miracle doctor, to dispense medicine, his condition has improved, but" Chu Yi stopped talking, and said with a sad face: "Most of the people in this military camp are men with strong blood, trapped in the mountains for a long time, and their families will not be reunited, sooner or later"

Chu Yi didn't say any more, Yin Ruochen's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and the cold air exuded from his body instantly enveloped this warm and hot study, his eyes were as deep as water, looking at the white world outside the window, and he was silent for a long time.

Now that he has become famous, the world is peaceful, the birds are exhausted, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the fate of the lackey is cooked, how can he not understand?

It's just that what he doesn't understand is his father.

Why?

Why? He was his heir, and when he was dying, an edict drove him to a dead end, the pain in his heart gradually expanded, the face under the mask distorted, and he closed his eyes in pain.