Chapter Ninety-One: My Heart Longs

Herchen's mouth opened a few times, but he couldn't spit out a word, and it took a long time for him to suddenly realize, "You know? ”

Qiong'er nodded and shook her head, just looking at the loyal man in front of her.

"You" Herchen looked at this girl with frowns, he and Ulimu both guessed that this girl should be the lost granddaughter of the old patriarch, but no one knows about this except them?

The kid in the north said that this girl once had amnesia, and she didn't remember anything before. But this girl not only speaks the Moon Dynasty dialect, but is also proficient in Loulan language.

And the food in hand, Wan Lin said that it must be our children, otherwise it would be impossible to be so familiar with their meat processing methods, not to mention the surprised look when she saw the medicinal flowers, she obviously recognized it.

remembered that day Wan Lin came to the medicine store with tears on her face, saying that she had found her relatives, and said incoherently that she saw that the girl dismantled the cart at once, and it only took a quarter of an hour to assemble it as it was. Frightened, he and Ulimu jumped up directly, wanting to see how the girl got it.

As a result, he was stopped by Mur Yue, yes! Aunt Moore! She asked Wan Lin for a lot of embroidery thread at that time, and she didn't know how she managed to weave a pair of wall hangings, saying that she would let Wan Lin bring it to Qiong'er and give it to the old patriarch.

Could it be that this girl has cracked Aunt Muryue's secret letter?

Herchen was suddenly shocked, this is the supreme secret skill of their velvet embroidery clan, and there are not many old people in the clan who can do it!

She!

She can take it apart!

Is this girl really the future of their velvet embroidery family?

Herchen felt his heart beating wildly, as if it was beyond his control, his hands covered his chest, and his eyes were inexplicably blackened.

Qiong'er hurriedly stepped forward to support Herchen, who was a little shaky, and the person who was shocked just now had an iron blue on his face at this moment, "What's wrong with you?" Uncle Herzen? ”

Feeling that the person's pulse was beating too fast, his body was stiff, and his eyes were beginning to slant and he was about to have a stroke, Qiong'er quickly put the person flat on the ground, took out a thin golden hairpin from the sleeve, held each of his fingers and pierced it vigorously, and then rubbed out the blood droplets.

The same golden hairpin is pierced on several acupuncture points in the ear, and when there is a lack of quick-rescue injections, it can only bleed to alleviate the stroke category.

Qiong'er found a blanket on the couch in the study and covered Herchen with warmth, but he could not move at this time, and he needed to regain his consciousness.

For a long time, "Ah! The man on the ground finally let out a sigh, and the man was fine.

The person who was lying on the ground and felt that he was stiff and numb, seemed to know that he had just experienced a moment of life and death, opened his eyes and looked at the face in front of him, and his dry voice was low and shallow, "girl"

"Uncle Herchen, don't talk too much, is there a good witch doctor in the city that you know well? You've almost had a stroke, now you'd better lie down and rest, and I'll get you a witch doctor!" Dome whispered to the people on the ground who wanted to express something.

Herchen's eyes warmed, his eyelids blinked a few times, he swallowed his throat twice hard, and his voice finally had some substance, "There is medicine, you are looking for it, in my arms!" ”

After groping for a long time, Qiong'er found a few wax pills that were not the size of a small fingernail in the complicated piping of Yue Jinsheng's clothes.

"One grain!" The corners of Herchen's stiff mouth curled hard, I guess this girl can find medicine on herself, right? If she was in front of Parland, this girl would probably have to let herself have a stroke, right?

I feel a little sad in my heart, and I am a little glad that I am sick in front of this girl, providence!

After taking the medicine, Herchen fell asleep, and Qiong'er didn't dare to leave casually, seeing that he was hiding medicine so guarded, maybe someone in the family would be unfavorable to Uncle Herchen.

Sit on the floor and snooze against the bookshelf.

When the sky was clear, Herchen looked at the dome guarding beside him soberly, and carefully recalled the scene in his dream. It was the happy time of his childhood, on the shore of Sun Moon Lake, a few children in the general corner were playing in a group with bare butts, and the smoke curling in the distance was the grandmother calling them home for dinner.

"Uncle Herchen, how are you feeling?"

When Qiong'er opened her eyes, she saw a man sitting on the bookshelf like herself, her eyes flowing with nostalgia.

"It's all right!" Herchen retracted his reverie and smiled gratefully, "Thanks to you!" ”

Qiong'er shook her head and glanced at the few pills left on the ground, "All I can do is help Uncle relieve the symptoms, or the medicine prepared by Uncle is better!" ”

Herchen smiled calmly, not caring about Qiong'er's temptation, "Your Uncle Wulimu has already said that sooner or later I will have this problem, so I have already prepared medicine!" ”

Picked up the pill on the ground, "It's also fortunate that you are by my side, otherwise if it were someone else, not to mention whether they could find this medicine, maybe"

Qiong'er looked at Herchen, whose face was a little gloomy, guessing that he was a very defensive person, and hesitated for a moment but asked, "Is someone trying to harm Uncle?" "What you have seen and heard in Shanshan City, as well as the inner city in the city of Hulan Wang, all illustrate the embarrassing position of the velvet embroidery clan in these ethnic groups!

Herchen smiled self-deprecatingly, waved his hand and said, "Girl, I am a velvet embroiderer, and the world's Seiko!" Not only is it an embroidery skill that outsiders understand, but more importantly, we have mastered the secret skills of the world's Seiko! ”

As if talking about what he was most proud of, Qiong'er saw that his face was full of dazzling brilliance.

"The world's Seiko is all-encompassing! Hehe, the Shanshan clan thinks that by trapping our Elder Mur Yue, they will be able to obtain the skills to make ordnance? It's a pity that they tried so hard to even open a cart and not even read a letter! ”

A smug smile revealed, "The Hulan clan thinks that by marrying their daughter in and trapping us in this royal city, they will be able to infiltrate our clan's secret techniques?" ”

"Stupid!"

“”

"It's only to blame them for their treachery back then, slaughtering all the craftsmen of our clan, and now they have no usable weapons!"

"A group of rat-eyed people, do they know what it means to have a high car without a driver? Have they ever seen a tall building? Have they ever used a bow or a crossbow? ”

"Did you know that Sun Moon Lake is beautiful! When I was a child, I frolicked and played with your Uncle Wulimu, and there were the most delicious white fish in the world, as well as the rarest blood jade in the world! ”

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Herchen's intermittent description unfolded a picture of Chanjuan in front of Qiong'er's eyes, where the warm family, the competition between craftsmen, and the frolic between children seemed to have returned to the life of the previous life, so peaceful and yearning!

"Girl, you should go back and find out your background! Your grandfather is still waiting for you! ”

Herchen's words surrounded her ears, making Qiong'er raise her head unavoidably and sigh, "Uncle Herchen, if I am the granddaughter of the patriarch, how did I disappear under the layers of surrounding?" ”

(To be continued.) )