It's not just a penny that stumps Zhuangyuanlang, but it may also be a wind chill.

After a rain in the afternoon, Li Qian fell ill and his symptoms were not mild. In this regard, he didn't feel too scared, don't look at the ancients who would die if they had a cold, but there was a reason, not all because the level of Chinese medicine could not keep up.

The real small cold can actually be completely healed by the human body, and it is very rare to die due to illness, so many people will get better by themselves by boiling it, at most they will cook some ginger soup to drink.

This time, in order to save this medical bill, people often do not seek a doctor when their condition worsens. As a result, the high fever or other serious diseases caused by it do not go away, and it is strange that they do not die of illness------

And the real big family, if there are some minor problems, they will invite a doctor to see a doctor in time, and naturally they will not be fatal because of a small cold. As for the wind-cold dead in the palace, it is much more complicated.

After all, the people who treated him were all members of the royal family.

For the sons of dragons and grandchildren, the imperial doctors only seek no fault and do not seek merit. Therefore, most of the metropolis prescribes relatively mild prescriptions, and in addition, some emperors do not allow them to use acupuncture and other auxiliary treatment methods, and they cannot get close to the concubines when they diagnose diseases------ under so many restrictions, they still hope that the divine doctor can prescribe a good prescription for curing diseases? Maybe you can even diagnose the wrong condition!

Of course, those who died of illness in the palace were likely to be killed------

As a young master of a landlord's family, Li Qian knew that the cold was not so terrible, as long as it was not a terminal illness in this era, he would not kill himself if he saw a doctor in time.

This night, it was a bad job for Zijin and Zipei.

Zipei personally went out in the rain to invite the doctor back, and after the doctor diagnosed, she ran out in the rain to grab the medicine, came back and fried it for more than an hour, waited for Li Qian to drink, and then busily washed Li Qian's clothes. Zijin has been staying in front of the bed, responsible for taking care of Li Qian, who can't move on the couch, and has never left half a step from beginning to end.

Li Qian himself didn't know what was going on, and since he came back, he had a high fever, only to feel dizzy in his head, and even his consciousness was getting more and more blurred. Perhaps, it's because of your lack of exercise? Or maybe the body is starting to feel uncomfortable------

The rain outside the window was still falling, but instead of stopping, it was getting heavier and heavier.

He lay on the bed in a daze, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside the window, but his thoughts drifted back to his previous life, to the home that was once inappropriate, and then he was very nostalgic, but it had long become deserted.

That car accident took away his parents and parents, and he survived alone at the age of nearly 30, so he truly realized the taste of "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise but does not wait".

The young and frivolous business elite has since become dull, hanging out in night bars and other places all day long, squandering their lives. Later, because of a drunkenness, he said a few bad words about his boss in front of a colleague, and then he began to wear small shoes in the company------ and the boss's exclusion and suppression made him wear out the sharpness of his body, but he was not even interested in resisting.

It's not that I can't, it's just that I'm too lazy to fight with people anymore.

After reliving his life, he realized the existence of family affection, but in his heart he instinctively rejected this feeling. In addition to the slightest sense of alienation towards the Li family's father and son, more importantly, the loss of that time has already made him unforgettable, dare to try again?

He was afraid that after he had family affection again, he would lose it again in the near future. Li Jinglun is already very old, in this era of "seventy years of life", how many of them are long-lived?

Li Qian didn't want to curse his father for the early death of this life, there were too many accidents in his life, and this was just an instinctive fear in his heart.

The more people care about something, the more they fear that they will not be able to grasp it, and watch it pass before their eyes and disappear forever in the long river of life------

In fact, this is the deeper reason why he ran away from home. It's just that he didn't even feel it, it was completely a kind of evasive psychology at work, which made him subconsciously dare not face it, the murmuring family affection that flowed quietly in his blood.

I wanted to send Zijin in front of the bed to rest, but I found that I didn't even have the strength to speak, so I had to give up helplessly.

This night, Li Qian was half-asleep, thinking of many things, but his mind seemed to be blank. Even he couldn't tell what kind of state this was.

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The rain poured down like a waterfall, and the lightning that swept through the sky from time to time tore the curtain of white into one white hole after another. The entire city of Hangzhou seems to be submerged by this heavy rain.

Spring breeze smiles.

In this small courtyard shrouded by the rain, the lights were almost extinguished, and only a few red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the porch were swaying in the wind, emitting a faint firelight.

A tall and slender young man dressed in a robe, with clear and picturesque eyebrows, stepped into this small courtyard. The man in the porter woke up suddenly, and quickly rushed out of the porter, stopped in front of him and asked, "Who is it?!! ”

The man didn't speak, he lagged behind him, but the tall man holding the umbrella for him shouted in a low voice: "Why don't you hurry up and get out of the way, don't you see that it's the young owner?" The voice was slightly low, but every word he spit out was sonorous and powerful, incomparably majestic.

The man guarding the door retreated in a panic, stood in the rain and made a gesture of please, until he saw the young master arrive under the eaves of the corridor in front of him, and he quietly retreated to his duty room. As for why the other party chose to come over late at night, he was already surprised, because the behind-the-scenes boss had never appeared during the day.

The young man's face was calm, and he did not walk fast in the rain, as leisurely as a leisurely stroll. After a short time, he came to the eaves of the porch, and the man behind him immediately stepped forward to untie the coat covering him.

"Young master, if there is something to spread the word, why do you want to go on this trip yourself?"

"Heh, Ruyan's stubborn temperament, I won't come, I'm afraid I won't be able to convince her." The man smiled and whispered, his clothes were half wet, but there was no anger on his face, "You wait down there for a while, I'll go up alone." ”

"Yes." The man answered, went straight to the wooden ladder and stood still, bent down to send the man upstairs.

The man walked upstairs slowly, walked on the wooden corridor without making any sound, and came to the door of Liu Ruyan's room in a moment. But I heard the faint sound of the piano coming from inside, accompanied by the gentle humming of the woman.

"Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc. If you ask how long the lovesickness is, unless you ------ when you meet"

The man's hand reaching for the door stopped in mid-air, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face showed a little hesitation.

With his hand gently lowered, he turned around and came to the edge of the corridor, his eyes looking at the rain curtain in the dark night in the distance, and the expression on his face changed. In his ears, the faint singing voice of Liu Ruyan continued.

"Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, who do you want to say that Acacia looks like, shallow lovers don't know ------"

"Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc------"

A song repeats itself, winding around the beam endlessly. In the sound of the wind and rain, the man standing outside the house could still hear it clearly, and he was immersed in it unconsciously, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time------

At the end of the song, the note stops.

"Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc------" the man muttered softly, his face a little complicated. After a moment, he sighed softly, then turned silently and knocked on the door.

The door soon opened from the inside, and a loose robe appeared, with a face without powder, and a willow like smoke hanging behind him like a waterfall. Through the faint candlelight pouring out of the room, the man could vaguely see the joy on her face that bloomed instantly, and because of her arrival------ she couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart.

"Less ------ less owner."

With just a few words, Liu Ruyan quickly pulled back a smile on the corner of her lips, but the smile in her eyes did not decrease in the slightest, but became more and more intense. "Ahem, it's raining so heavily, why are you in a hurry to come over at this time? Come on in. Instead, she instructed the maid in the house: "Liu'er, you go to the front yard to see if there is anything you need help from your mother's side, go quickly." ”

When Liu Er saw the man, she hurriedly bowed respectfully, and retreated with a promise, and quietly closed the door for the two of them.

Standing outside the door, she frowned and glanced at the lighted room, feeling very puzzled in her heart.

The time with the young lady is not long, and it has only been two years since the full battle, and the number of times I have seen this person is not small, but it is definitely not much, and it is only ten or eight times a year at most. But what is certain is that this person is the young owner behind them, which is something that almost everyone in the small courtyard knows.

The strange thing is that although the relationship between the young owner and his own lady is close, it is not like an ordinary relationship between men and women.

Although he always came at night, he never stayed here, and his stay was very short, and it seemed that he only had something to talk about, and then left after talking about things, which was not at all like the way men and women should get along with each other.

Liu Er didn't know much about things, but she could guess that there should be some kind of secret between the two of them------ or it could be said that many people in this whole Spring Breeze Smile Building were very mysterious, not quite the same as other brothels in Qinglou.

From the mysterious young owner behind the scenes, to the mother and the steward of the building, as well as a clean man, etc., all of them act very strangely, and often come into contact with some people whose identities are unknown------

However, she also understands in her heart that as a subordinate, she must abide by the duties that a subordinate should have. Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about yourself, and don't ask more questions that you shouldn't ask.

Shaking her head and throwing away the doubts in her heart, she took an oil-paper umbrella and went downstairs lightly, walking to the front yard.