Chapter 4: The Seven-Day Period
Si Jichen approached Ran Mu and met his eyes; "That's right, I'm a doctor. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
She tilted her head to look at the closed dilapidated door; "You want me to save the people here?"
Ran Mu looked the woman in front of her up and down, the veil covered her face, and she could only see those cold eyes that were like water; "Can you really save it?"
The eyelashes trembled slightly, but Si Jichen ignored his questioning and looked back at the gentleman; "Seven days, seven days, if I haven't come out of this house, I'll burn this house together."
Her words were said casually, as if her life and death didn't matter.
Jun Mowen stood aside and listened to her words, and couldn't help but be stunned. She was planning to be burned with them if she couldn't heal the sick?
There was an inexplicable slight pain in the calm and waveless heart.
Jun Mowen looked at Si Jichen, her cold eyes were as deep as a pool, but they were so clear that they were not stained with dust. Such a woman who is like snow and grace is now the most beautiful year, why does she not know how to cherish her life, and can even talk about her life and death so calmly.
"Isn't even the girl sure healed them?"
Si Jichen looked at the door; "There are no absolutes."
Before she finished speaking, the door of the house opened silently. Si Jichen looked back at everyone and stepped in.
The city official was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, the door was obviously tightly locked, how could it be opened silently like this, is this a fairy or a demon girl?
Until the door closed silently again, the gentleman standing there woke up violently. He immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push the door, but no matter how hard he used his hand, the door that had just been easily opened by Si Jichen did not move.
"Open the door." He turned to the soldiers beside him.
Si Jichen went in unprepared like this, and there were all the patients in Luocheng.
The soldiers immediately stepped forward to push the door open, but no matter how they pushed it, the door seemed to be sealed, and there was no movement at all.
Seeing that a group of people could not open the door of the house, the gentleman's eyes sank when he heard it.
A secret guard beside him jumped onto the courtyard wall of the house, and before his feet fell, he seemed to be pushed back by an invisible force, and fell to the ground in a little embarrassment.
Seeing this, Jun Mo heard that an old man with white hair behind him stepped forward tremblingly; "Your Highness."
"What's weird about this house?" Jun Mowen asked.
A hint of respect flashed on Fang Weng's old face; "The formation was set up by Miss Si inside, as long as the formation is not broken, it is impossible for people to enter."
The gentleman looked at the embarrassment in Fang Weng's eyes; "A formation that even you can't break?"
Seeing Fang Weng kneeling silently.
Complexity flashed in Jun Mowen's eyes; "Find a way until you open it."
……
At night, Jun Mowen sat in front of the bookcase, and the secret reports from Kyoto had been neatly placed on the table. Every piece of letter paper is densely covered with handwriting.
If anyone in the court saw these letters, they would have panicked. The letter was full of records about what happened in the court, from newly issued decrees to small sentences from officials.
Even if Jun Mowen is far away in Los Angeles, he can control the affairs of the court and the central government to such an extent. Who would have thought that the three princes, who have always been gentle and elegant, also have such strength in their hands.
Putting down the last piece of paper, Jun Mowen pinched the pen, looking at the moonlight shining in from the window, he was in a trance, and there were cold eyes in front of him.
At this moment, a woman dressed in black pushed the door open; "Mo Ge has seen His Highness."
Jun Mowen asked; "How's that?"
"Fang Weng tried many methods, but it still didn't help. Now only if Si Jichen unlocks the formation by himself, can we enter. ”
Jun Mo pursed his thin lips slightly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes; "Let Fang Weng continue to think of a way, and make sure she comes out safe and sound."
Mo Ge paused and asked with some confusion; "Your Highness, although Si Jichen is a disciple of Si Ion, but for us today, even if she dies here, it will not affect the overall situation, Your Highness ......"
Before she could finish speaking, Junzi Wen stopped drinking tea; "Mo Ge, you seem to be talking more and more."
Sensing the gloom in Jun Mowen's tone, Mo Ge hurriedly lowered his head; "The subordinates don't dare."
Mo Ge exited the door, Fang Weng was already waiting outside, seeing that Mo Ge's expression was wrong, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked; "Do you have any commands?"
"Your Highness orders you to continue to think of a way."
Usually, Jun Mowen rarely gave orders to his subordinates, but now he gave him such an order that was difficult to complete, and helplessness flashed on his face, but he still responded; "I see."
Mo Ge relayed Jun Mowen's order, took a few steps, and stopped.
"You must do your best this time, at least to protect Si Jichen, Your Highness will ...... her Something is unusual. ”