Xiantu thought to himself, this Li Shimin is really a smart emperor, and he actually sees people's hearts so thoroughly, he has only met him a few times, and he knows his habits, and he really admires, admires!

Thinking of this, Xiantu opened his mouth and said: "The emperor is really the emperor, and his thoughtfulness makes Xiantu out of reach, but he still doesn't understand me Xue Xiantu, even if I am reluctant to do anything, I will not do anything to resist the decree and disobey it, and I hope that my father-in-law will pass the word to the emperor after he goes back, don't underestimate Xiantu's virtue." ”

"Okay, good, the lord really has the courage and responsibility to take responsibility, the old slave will definitely bring this to the emperor, and please rest assured."

After the father-in-law finished speaking, he waved his hand to signal the imperial guards in the house to retreat, and the guards retreated one after another after receiving the order, and the house suddenly returned to calm.

"Sir, the old slave will take the two girls away, I hope the lord will do it himself."

Xiantu's red eyes flowed with sad tears, and he turned his head and said, "Take them away and treat them well." ”

When the soft-throated father-in-law heard Xiantu's reply, he said to the two girls: "Two girls, please go with the old slave!" ”

"Childe, Childe, Childe, take care, take care!" The reluctance of the girls, the sadness of the first picture, and the parting scene made the present cry.

"Come on, take it." Seeing a few girls turn around in three steps, the father-in-law with a thin voice said fiercely to the imperial guard outside the door, this time Xiantu didn't stop him after hearing it, but just stood there silently crying.

For a long time, the room was quiet, and Mrs. Luo stepped forward to persuade something. I saw Xiantu stretch out his hand to stop him: "Mother, don't come to persuade me, my son wants to be quiet." Get out of here, all of you! ”

Hearing Xiantu say this, Mrs. Luo said to everyone: "Let's go, let Xiantu be quiet, don't disturb him anymore." ”

Everyone went out quietly, and the door was closed with a 'squeak', leaving only the lonely figure of Xiantu in the house, looking at the familiar furnishings in the house. Thinking about the scene that had happened, this qiē seemed familiar and strange. It makes people's hearts ache faintly.

Throughout the day, Xiantu never stepped out of the door, and Xiantu, who was lying on the bed, cried sadly, letting his tears wet the sheets.

Mrs. Luo heard Xiantu's sad cry. Distressed, she stood outside the door and kept persuading. Huaiyu Luotong and they also persuaded them at the door all day, until the sun set, Xiantu still did not answer a word to them, let alone say half a word.

The winter day gets dark very early, and I have never felt that the winter will be so cold and lonely. The brazier in the house had long since been burned dry, and only some white coal was sprinkled in the basin, lifeless and lifeless.

The quilt is wrapped in a layer. Even this is not able to withstand the invasion of the cold, this moment. Xiantu thought of his home in the 21st century, and thought about why he had suffered so much after 27 years of pampering, but now, although he was in the Hou Mansion, he couldn't find the slightest warmth.

Maybe it's too cold, maybe Xiantu is too sad, the groggy Xiantu is a little confused, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar room, he feels very frightened, this kind of uneasiness was there once when he first came to the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't expect it to appear again today.

From time to time, there was the persuasion of Mrs. Luo and everyone outside, until very late, God seemed to be able to feel the desolation in Xiantu's heart, in this lonely, sad and lonely night, the snowflakes were sprinkled one by one, quietly, without a sound.

The night was quiet, and the snowflakes fell one by one, and everyone couldn't stand the cold of the winter night, so they all went back to their houses to rest. At this moment, Xiantu was still shivering in the bed, his teeth were trembling tightly, it was cold, the air in the room seemed to be about to condense, and he never felt that the weather would become so cold.

The night passed quietly, and when the dawn swept across the earth, there was a scene of silver everywhere, and for the people of Chang'an City, this snow made them see the joy of a good harvest. For the literati, this snow is full of poetry and joy.

The children built snowmen after eating, and the adults picked up brooms to sweep away the thick snow.

"Son, son, open the door quickly, open the door for my mother." Mrs. Luo came to comfort Xiantu early in the morning, persuaded Xiantu, and saw that Xiantu didn't get a drop of water yesterday, so she cooked a bowl of brown sugar water early and brought it over, but no matter how he called, Xiantu just didn't open the door.

At this time, Xiantu was already unconscious, and he was overly sad and created a weak body, coupled with a day and a night without a drop of water, and the invasion of the winter cold, now he is as cold as iron, and his weak breathing seems to be nothing.

Huaiyu got up early and came to Luo's mansion, and when she heard Mrs. Luo say that Xiantu had not opened the door, a trace of foreboding rose in her heart.

"It's not good, will something happen to Xiantu." Huaiyu thought of this, Mrs. Luo and everyone were shocked, they were careless, really careless, this cold day, even if they don't try to find that short-sightedness, they will have an accident because of the cold.

Huaiyu kicked open the door, and the Xiantu in front of him was lying motionless on the bed covered with three layers of quilts, the corners of his mouth were frozen purple, and his pale face did not have a trace of blood.

"Xiantu, my son." Mrs. Luo cried loudly and shook Xiantu, but no matter how she shook it, Xiantu was stunned and didn't move in the slightest.

"Hurry up and raise the fire, Xiantu must be frozen." Huaiyu instructed the family in the house.

When Mrs. Luo heard Huaiyu say this, she hurriedly ordered: "Yes, yes, quickly raise the fire, bring a few more braziers, and burn the house warm." ”

Hearing Mrs. Luo's arrangement, all the maids and maids of the family were busy, and without disdain for a quarter of an hour's effort, three fires and six braziers were set up in the house, and the warm flames slowly rose, and the house became warm.

But Xiantu still didn't wake up, so he had to call the doctor in the house, and the doctor shook his head after taking the pulse, saying that it was too late, if he wanted to come back to life, he might have to try his luck, and it would be better to invite the doctor Sun from the Tai Hospital.

It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, what kind of person is Doctor Sun, everyone doesn't know that Xiantu has suffered from Doctor Sun's plot before, but now they want to find an enemy to treat Xiantu, how is this good, but everyone doesn't know that Xiantu and Doctor Sun's festival, hearing the doctor's construction in the house, Luo Tong and his party went to the hospital to find Doctor Sun.

Maybe it was fate, just when everyone arrived at the gate of the palace, they happened to meet a scholar surnamed Wu that day, named Wushi Yue, and saw Luo Tong and his party hurriedly looking for Imperial Doctor Sun, and the more concerned the samurai asked the reason. (To be continued......)