Where Han Pengcheng and Li Junting went to chat, whether they could chat quietly, and what they would talk about, Situ Jiao didn't care at all.

Both Han Pengcheng and Li Junting are leaders among the younger generation, and they are very measured in their dealings with each other, and they will never do anything ruthless to each other.

However, Situ Jiao watched these two people fight their horses and go to the West Gate, and knew that they must have gone to the Xishan camp, where the martial arts training ground could allow them to throw off their arms and compete in the last game.

The two of them were only afraid of some time, so Situ Jiao groaned slightly, stretched out her hand to open some curtains, and instructed Lai Er, who was sitting on the wheel to catch the car: "Let's go to Hanfu first." ”

Lai Er responded and drove the carriage to the Han Mansion.

Since Situ Jiao was invited by Pang Zi from the Han Mansion to the Dingguo Mansion, she naturally had to go to the Han Mansion to inform her, after all, the reason why she was invited to the Dingguo Mansion today was entirely because of Han Xiuya.

If she doesn't go to Hanfu, when Han Pengcheng and Li Junting finish chatting about life, they won't have a long time, and they can't let the people in Yifu not think about it.

When Situ Jiao came to General Han's Mansion, he was really glad that he insisted on running this trip.

The Han family, who was not worried that she was taken to the Dingguo Mansion, was still stranded in the Great General's Mansion at the moment.

After listening to Situ Jiao's explanation of the results of the Dingguo Mansion's handling, the Fang family, the Han family, and Sun Qian all let out a long sigh.

In contrast, Han Xiuya was the calmest of several people, and she seemed to have known that this would be the result.

Pulled Han Xiuya and asked gently, Fang knew that Li Junting was afraid that Han Xiuya would be in a hurry, so as early as when Dingguo Gong invited Situ Jiao into the study to talk, he had already taken the time to make a special trip to General Han's mansion, and sent a message to Han Xiuya.

Li Junting's carefulness and thoughtfulness towards Han Xiuya made Situ Jiao feel that although this family had Xu's as a hindrance, it was not too bad.

After all, Han Xiuya will spend more time with Li Junting in the future.

Because of this detail, Situ Jiao is very happy for Han Xiuya, and Li Junting is more responsible than Situ Konglai.

In this way, Situ Jiao has a little more expectations for Han Xiuya's family business.

Without the Xu family blocking everyone, and the Pang family's efforts to repair the suspicion caused by the Xu family, the family affair between Han Xiuya and Li Junting was extremely smooth, and the shadow hanging over Han Xiuya's head quickly dissipated.

Situ Jiao's days are still busy and leisurely.

There is an extra sister-in-law Zhou Yaqi in the house, and Situ Jiao rarely interferes in the affairs of the house.

Recently, I haven't even been in the shop.

The three shops that Yang Lingxiao handed over to her are all managed by competent people, except for the days when the caravan returned to Kyoto, Situ Jiao had to go to see the goods and select the goods, and he would only go around the shops every ten years of exceptional inspection.

The pharmacy she opened by herself was watched by the treasurer and grandchildren, and the pharmacy was managed by green bamboo, so she didn't need to worry about it.

It's just that the number of times I enter the palace is becoming more and more frequent, and I have to enter the palace once every other day.

"Shunping will be fourteen after the New Year." On this day, Situ Jiao was doing acupuncture for the saint, and the saint who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Situ Jiaodao.

Situ Jiao's little hand that was applying the needle paused slightly, but instantly became busy again, and said in his mouth: "Your Majesty is right." ”

Thinking that the saint had something to say, Situ Jiao waited for a long time, but there was only a slight snoring when he waited, and the saint actually fell asleep like this.

Situ Jiao sighed inaudibly.

Although she, Zhang and Hua, the two imperial doctors, had exhausted themselves to treat the saint, the saint's physical condition not only did not improve, but also had a tendency to deteriorate.

This made Situ Jiao feel an extreme sense of powerlessness.

She has made a lot of efforts and changed the fate of many people around her, but can't she still change the fate of the saint's early death?

But Situ Jiao knew very well in her heart that if it weren't for the saint who was always too worried, in fact, it would not be difficult to change the fate of the saint's early death.

She really wanted to yell at the saint: If it's fatal, don't continue to work hard!

But she knew that she couldn't, even if the prince had a faint tendency to surpass the saint in the handling of political affairs, but in the face of fox-like cunning ministers in the court, he was still a little immature at times, which was also the thing that the saint was most worried about.

It's just that in this world, where is the time when there is both?

There is a give-and-take!

Situ Jiao, as always, carefully finished administering the needle to the saint, gently disinfecting and wiping the needle that had just been raised, and then nodded to Zhang De, who had been standing by the side, and tiptoed to withdraw from the saint's dormitory.

"Shunping, if I hand over all state affairs to the prince now and recuperate in peace, can I live for another two years?" Before Situ Jiao's feet stepped out of the dormitory, the saint's voice sounded again.

Situ Jiao stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked fixedly at the saint who was already sitting on the dragon couch with the help of Zhang De.

Compared with the full moon of the six princes, the saint's face was much worse, he looked sallow and thin, and the whole person did not have much energy.

Two years?

If the saint asked her this before the full moon of the sixth prince, Situ Jiao would definitely tell the saint without hesitation that as long as he was willing to recuperate in peace, let alone two years, even ten or eight years, he should be fine.

But now, in just one month, the saint is greedy for wine, and he is worried about state affairs, and now the saint's body is ......

Situ Jiao didn't dare to be arrogant, let alone speak lightly.

But as a healer, even in the face of ordinary people, he hopes to bring hope to people to survive, let alone a saint who is called long live by people all day long?

"Shunping doesn't need to be embarrassed, just tell the truth." Situ Jiao's hesitation and struggle had actually given the sage an answer, but the sage still hoped to get a definite answer from Situ Jiao.

Situ Jiao still didn't speak, but her mind was quickly weighing.

The saint called her with the title of Shunping, and called herself I, which shows that she is talking to her as the emperor, so she can be treated as the county lord of Shunping, but she is not an uncle and niece in private on weekdays, and she needs to be cautious in her words and deeds at this time.

Just as Situ Jiao was thinking about whether to fool the past with some scene words like Imperial Doctor Zhang, what Concubine Hui had told her suddenly flashed in her mind.

A saint is also a human being, and it is enough to treat him with a normal heart.

In such a private occasion, it is better to treat the saint as an uncle or elder.

Thinking like this, Situ Jiaoyan smiled, and before the saint could react, he immediately said with a small face: "Your Majesty really wants to hear the truth from Shunping?" ”

Faced with Situ Jiao's sudden smile and anger, the saint couldn't keep up with her rhythm, and after a slight pause, he nodded and said, "You don't have any jokes, naturally it can't be true." ”

Situ Jiao looked at the saint seriously: "What is the physical condition of Your Majesty, I believe Your Majesty has a deep understanding." Shunping still said the same thing, I hope that His Majesty will put down political affairs first and recuperate with peace of mind. ”

Otherwise, Da Luo Jinxian won't be able to save you!

Situ Jiao lowered her eyes, wiped away the sadness in her eyes, and swallowed the sentence that was almost to her lips.

The saint's eyes darkened, and he sighed half-truthfully: "If it continues like this, I'm afraid that Da Luo Jinxian won't be able to save me." ”

Situ Jiao raised her eyes sharply and looked at the saint in surprise.

Could it be that the saint still has a mental trick? She obviously didn't say this!

Situ Jiao's expression made the saint instantly understand the exact condition of his body.

He closed his eyes slightly, and when he raised his eyelids again, there was an indescribable loneliness in his eyes, and he waved his hand at Situ Jiao with interest: "I know!" Step aside! ”

Situ Jiao opened her mouth, but finally didn't say anything, and silently withdrew from the saint's dormitory. (To be continued.) )