Out of the house, Zhao Xuan walked straight to Mo Ling's room, for the sake of safety, Zhao Xuan asked Sun Feng to find a few female masters of martial arts for Mo Ling, although it is not the best, but fortunately, while ensuring Mo Ling's safety, he can also clean Mo Ling's room every day and clean his body.

Moreover, these masters can also be regarded as Sun Feng's real henchmen, so with their help, Zhao Xuan was able to save a lot of time to deal with some other things.

Maybe he was really afraid, Zhao Xuan was afraid that there would be such a thing as an inner ghost again, so Mo Ling ate and drank medicine every morning, noon and night, and Zhao Xuan was all taken care of by Zhao Xuan alone, in fact, he couldn't talk about being uneasy, but Zhao Xuan felt that he could at least talk to Mo Ling in this way, let her know about the recent situation, and at the same time hope to make up for the guilt in his heart.

Although even he understood that this could not alleviate his debt to Mo Ling at all, he still insisted on it every day, and sometimes, even he didn't understand why he was like this.

Looking at Mo Ling, who was lying on the bed with a pale face and the left side of his face almost destroyed, Zhao Xuan's heart could be imagined, as if it had been eroded by tens of thousands of ants, and the pain in his heart made him wonder, but he seemed to understand why he was heartbroken.

He looked at Mo Ling and gently stroked her beautiful hair, "You know what? Your father-in-law was really killed by Zhao Yongqian's bastard, when I learned the news, I was really shocked, and at the same time frustrated, your father's henchmen were all assigned to the frontier by that bastard, you say, we worked so hard for the court, but in the end we ended up like this, do you think it's worth it? ”

Of course, Mo Ling was just lying quietly on the bed, how could she have any thoughts and feelings when she couldn't think, and this was just Zhao Xuan's hope to wake up Mo Ling as soon as possible, but this was all useless, maybe even he understood it very well.

And Mo Ling's "attending doctor" ghost doctor, like Zhao Xuan, will come in the morning, noon and evening, but he will not go when Zhao Xuan is there, but wait until Zhao Xuan spits out his inner feelings and goes away sadly, and then he will enter Mo Ling's room and diagnose her.

As usual, there was nothing peculiar about Mo Ling's pulse, it was calm and quiet, a little vain, he gradually began to feel a little unwilling to diagnose, he was afraid that once Mo Ling became a "living person" who could not move and think, Zhao Xuan would not be able to bear such a blow and give up everything he would have.

Therefore, he used all his strength, using different means every day, hoping to wake up the sleeping Mo Ling, although he would be tired and sweating profusely every day, as if he was prostration, but he couldn't help him at all, and he, for the sake of his own boss, would not spare all his strength to heal Mo Ling.

And every day when Zhao Xuan asked, he would continue to lie that Mo Ling was about to wake up to prevaricate Zhao Xuan.

Maybe it's really very tired, the ghost doctor deceived Zhao Xuan like this, but Zhao Xuan didn't find the slightest, which made him not know whether to be happy or worried.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and told Sun Feng about it, but Sun Feng didn't say anything, just gently patted this young man who was a head shorter than himself and extremely ugly.

At this time, it was completely reassuring to the ghost doctor, he understood that at least as long as he tried his best, even if he failed in the end, no, no, no, he would not fail, the ghost doctor knew in his heart that he could create a miracle medicine that would make people come back to life as long as he had a breath, how could he be planted on such a "small illness", he firmly believed that Mo Ling would wake up, and he firmly believed that he could completely cure the scar on Mo Ling's face, even if there was only a shallow mark left in the end, he would not give up.

And Zhao Xuan, in addition to Mo Ling's incident, there are many things that are constantly bothering him, such as Lao Wang and his brothers, such as Ma Feng who was imprisoned, he misses them very much, and he also hopes that they can return safely, even if these people are not likely to have a meal together, but at least there are still people, then Zhao Xuan's heart is calm......

At this moment, in the magnificent and extraordinary palace, the old Zhao Yongqian sat on the dragon chair, and at this moment he was on the Xuande Hall in the early dynasty on weekdays, but below, it was empty, without the slightest vitality.

At the foot of the steps, Li Yuan stood there stunned like a wood carving, his back was already a little hunched, and the lights in the hall were a little dim, if he didn't deliberately look for it, no one would find that Li Yuan was here at this moment.

When people are old, it is inevitable that they will feel a little too much, and after a while, Zhao Yongqian on the dragon chair has already made a sound, and after a while, it has been like thunder.

At this moment, Li Yuan, who was standing there, was frightened, and hurriedly trotted all the way to the door, trembling, as if he was afraid of waking up the saint, and whispered to the guards outside the door: "Go and get me a thin blanket." ”

As soon as the guard heard Gonggong Li's order, he responded and hurried to buy it.

On this day, it happened to be in the dog days, and there was nothing to do, but the inside of the Xuande Hall was as empty as a wilderness, and the temperature inside it was much smaller than the outside, plus Zhao Yongqian is now at an advanced age, and the so-called people are rare in their seventies, although his body is still healthy, but he can't stand the toss, so Li Yuan will look like this, for fear of disturbing the saint, so he waited quietly outside the hall.

I have to say that the innocence at this moment is really very hot, and before waiting for a quarter of an hour, Li Yuan's clothes have begun to penetrate, and he is anxiously waiting, for fear that the saint will catch a cold because of this, then he Li Yuan is really a sinner.

Fortunately, the speed of the guard was quite fast, and soon, he came back, still holding a thin blanket in his hand, and hurriedly handed it to Gonggong Li.

Gonggong Li didn't dare to delay, after taking the thin blanket, he looked like an old body, but there was no reflection on his body, he walked to the dragon chair in three steps and two steps, and gently covered Zhao Yongqian with a blanket.

Unexpectedly, this cover was a bad thing, but it inadvertently woke up the saint.

"Hmm...... What's going on? Am I asleep? The elderly Zhao Yongqian stretched on the dragon chair and looked out the door.

And Li Yuan knelt on the ground with a frightened face, "The slave deserves death, and he should not disturb the saint!" ”……

(To be continued...... ）