Qin Ling lived for twenty-three years, never knowing that one day, he would be completely attracted to another person. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

How to put it, that feeling is like getting a baby, even if you look at it every day, but you still can't put it down.

So Hua Jincheng felt that he had a very competent guard.

Day or night, under the window or on the branches, there would be a figure watching her, and if she frowned slightly, the person would rush in like a gust of wind and ask her if she wanted water, if she wanted a doctor, if she wanted a snack.

Life is very comfortable, if there is no big pursuit, she doesn't want to leave, but imagination is just imagination after all, she is Hua Jincheng, not a person who can live a life leisurely.

The third time the doctor came, Hua Jincheng's condition was already much better, except for the cold hands and feet, except that her face was still pale, she was indeed a healthy person.

When Zheng Yi heard the doctor say this, a smile appeared on his face, "Miss Jincheng, since this is the case, then we should also leave."

"Leave?" Hua Jincheng pulled his hand into his sleeve.

Qin Ling couldn't see her hand and felt a little disappointed.

"Yes, now that the plague has been controlled to a certain extent, the gates of Ji'an City have also been opened to a certain extent." Zheng Yi smiled, "My subordinates also said that they seemed to see Miss Li'er enter the city." ”

"That's right." Hua Jincheng said, "Then please trouble the adults to take me for another ride." ”

"It should." Zheng Yidao.

Zheng Yi said whatever he wanted, saying that he was leaving, and after noon, a carriage drove out of the mansion and headed in the direction of Ji'an City.

Hua Jincheng was draped in a big hat, holding a stove in his hand, and a thick layer of cushions was placed under his buttocks, Qin Ling felt that his back was sweating when he looked at it.

"I'll go out and have a look." In the end, he couldn't stand the heat anymore, so he lifted the curtain and walked out.

Zheng Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and wanted to go out, but he didn't worry about Hua Jincheng alone, so he could only bear it.

When the carriage suddenly stopped, the absent-minded Zheng Yi almost fell to the opposite side.

Hua Jincheng slowly opened his eyes, looking at Zheng Yi's back, his eyes flickering slightly.

The sound of the quarrel came to my ears from outside.

'Why don't you go out and see?' The man's voice rang in his head.

Hua Jincheng put down the heater in his hand, gathered the big man, bent down and walked out.

Qin Ling was the first to notice her out of the carriage.

"Jincheng, it's none of your business here." He held the long sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were as if Hua Jincheng had seen him for the first time, full of compelling aura.

"Look, she's Hua Jincheng!"

"Didn't you say that there was no such man in your carriage, my lord?"

"I've seen her get the plague with my own eyes."

"My lord, this matter is about hundreds of lives, and please put the people first, and let that girl teach a cure for the plague."

"The recipe for the plague?" Hua Jincheng muttered these two words, and she looked at Zheng Yi, who was embarrassed, leaning on the carriage and saying nothing.

"Everyone, everyone, it's not that the official doesn't let Miss Jincheng teach the recipe, but she doesn't have the recipe in her hand at all." Zheng Yi's face was a little red, sweat kept leaving from his temples, and even his overly thin face was a little pleasing to the eye, "Miss Jincheng has never been infected with the plague, so why do you say it?" ”

"My lord, her illness was personally diagnosed by the grass people, and it is indeed the plague, which is related to nearly 100 lives, and please put the overall situation first." Hua Jincheng, the person kneeling in the front, looked a little familiar, but he didn't feel how familiar he was.

"Jin Cheng, you don't have to pay attention to it, Uncle Shi will solve this matter." Qin Ling dismounted, stood beside her with a sword, and whispered comfort.

Hua Jincheng was about to speak when she heard the sound of horses' hooves, she followed the sound and looked over, her eyes suddenly deepened.

"What are you gathered here for?" The man on horseback was condescending, his armor shining in the sun.

"My lord, the grass people are here for the recipe for the plague, and please ask the adults to call the shots for the grass people and others, that woman obviously has a recipe for treating this epidemic, but she keeps it for herself, waiting to use this recipe for greater benefits, her heart can be punished, my lord!"

"Oh? Is there such a thing? The man on horseback frowned.

Hua Jincheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Who are you? Why laugh? The man on horseback yelled sharply, and the sound shook people's eardrums.

"I'm the one they call the one who has a cure for the plague." Hua Jincheng looked at him, soft and blessed, "I just heard a very funny joke, and I abruptly surprised the adult, and asked the adult to forgive me." ”

"Since you have a recipe, why don't you take it out?"

"The little woman took the liberty of asking, how expensive is the adult this year?" Hua Jincheng took a few steps forward, closer to the people who were kneeling on the ground to stop the carriage, and also closer to the cavalry.

The man had a square face, a dark complexion, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a scruffy beard, and at first glance he was a horseman who only knew how to use brute force, and no one would have thought that this lord would burn all the two thousand bandits with just a move of his mouth, and not one of them would be left.

"No more, no less, exactly forty this year."

"That's not too old, but why do you have hearing problems at such a young age?" Hua Jincheng shook his head regretfully.

"Jin Cheng, don't talk nonsense." Qin Ling's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly reminded her.

"I'm not wrong, the little woman just said that she was called, why are you so sure that I have a cure for the plague?" Hua Jincheng's voice raised a little, "What I have, but I don't know about it, isn't this a nice joke?" If it weren't for the familiar look of the grass man who spoke, I would almost have thought that there was someone with the same name and surname as me near Ji'an City. ”

"But someone pointed out that you have a cure for the plague, and the official was ordered to search around, and hoped that the girl would open the door of convenience, not to the official, and not to make yourself unhappy." There was a hint of menace in the man's tone, and every word sounded like blood.

"My lord, this is indeed a misunderstanding." Zheng Yi said.

"Lord Zheng, why don't you stay in your Qintian Prison, what are you doing here?" The man drooped his eyelids, just glanced at Zheng Yi lightly, and then waved his hand, "Come on, please ask this girl to go to the yamen." ”

"My lord, this doesn't make sense." Qin Ling stood in front of Hua Jincheng, "Jincheng really doesn't have a cure for the plague. ”

"But they say that she has, this is a matter of hundreds of lives, this official can't be negligent, Qin Ling, you have to think clearly about your identity, don't think that you are a person in front of His Majesty's palace, this official can't touch you!" The man crossed the spear in his hand, his eyes were wide open, and his straight body pressed down like a high mountain, and the heavy man was out of breath.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you barbarian or this virtue, this king also said that you have a prescription for treating the plague, so shouldn't this king also tie you up and send you to Zhengyang Palace, and interrogate you well?"

The cold voice is like a spring water flowing out slowly on this hot summer day, which is indescribably moving and beautiful, and indescribably refreshing.

The face of the man on the horse changed, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground with a pop, his dark face swelled into a bruise, and his tall body curled up and spasmed, and he could still see a little power and domineering. (To be continued.) )