Lu Yixuan didn't rush to answer, she thought for a while: "If the eldest brother sees me like a ghost, it is indispensable to chatter, I don't like to listen to him." The little girl grumbled a little, "He will treat me like a patient who can't do anything." "No, that's still a good thing to say, Lu Yixuan doesn't want others to see her as half an incompetent waste.

Gu Qingxun stretched out his hand and smoothed the girl's long hair, after getting along for so long, he understood her unwilling and stubborn thoughts, and it was superfluous to say anything.

Three days later, the holy car departed.

Unexpectedly, when Lu Yixuan asked the Ninety-Five Emperor to resign and stay, the Son of Heaven did not ask too much, saying that since it was decided to let her come to Surabaya to observe the people's situation and supervise the construction of the dam in order to survive the rainy season, then naturally she should do her best to leave Lord Lu to recuperate from her injuries and supervise the water conservancy to solve problems for the imperial court.

As a result, the green kite of the Ministry of Internal Affairs became the only one left to accompany her.

Lord Jiang, the prefect of Surabaya, is now very diligent, for no other reason, first, Lu Yixuan is the "Qincha" named by the saint, and he can't be neglected; Second, the "ambiguity" between this girl and Feng Xiaowang can be seen even if she is blind; Third, Lu Yixuan gave Jiang Zhe all the credit for the mitigation of the Surabaya disaster and the construction of the embankment to Jiang Zhe, saying that the prefect forgot to sleep and eat to take precautions, no, the prefect Yamen Hall received the holy commendation in front of all the officials of Surabaya, which was regarded as leaving a strong mark in the memory of the Son of Heaven - well, Jiang Zhe thought about it and couldn't offer Lu Yixuan as a little bodhisattva, since his legs and feet were inconvenient, then Jiang Daren sent people to the hotel from time to time to inform the situation of the nearby county town one by one.

That-Lord Lu, after the flood has passed, what do we say about returning the land to repair the canal?

Jiang Zhe instead wanted to ask Lu Yixuan to come here, and now, instead of calling her Miss, she is a respectful "Lord Lu".

"This matter, you are presented, you must know that it is emotionally reasonable, as long as Ren Zaifu hands the excerpt to the Son of Heaven, the experience of coming to Surabaya with the Ninety-Five Honor must be accurate, and you can still leave a lot of good impressions on Ren Zaifu, even the officials will not forget you." Lu Yixuan blinked and thought for a moment, and then returned to the clouds.

Officialdom, that's the reason.

Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth: "Can the Holy Lord agree?" He was thinking about the so-called tax relief for Lu Yixin at the beginning.

"Is our Son of Heaven a Ming Jun?" The little girl raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Self, nature is!" Jiang Zhe smiled flatteringly and gave a thumbs up, whether it was or not, there was only one answer.

Lu Yixuan stopped talking, and both of them understood.

Master Jiang and the Lu family girl do not have much dealings, but every time can give people a sense of surprise and amazement, she secretly ran to the Tiger Gorge and spoke chiseledly, took out the token of His Royal Highness the Prince, left alone on the small embankment in the mountain, and survived the thunderstorm night.

Jiang Zhe didn't know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, but he began to understand why such a girl dared to ask for orders to suppress bandits in front of the saint, and dared to bend the law without bowing her head.

Those gossips from Shengjing City do not seem to be all derogatory, but just a portrayal of praise.

The humid rainy season in Surabaya is coming to an end, and the summer heat is gradually coming.

The happiest thing about the green kite is that the girl of the Lu family did not hurt her mind because of the pain of her legs and feet, and occasionally asked her, a little slave, to walk around the county and villages to tell everything she saw and heard one by one, and she was really a "little Qincha".

The candle flame in the middle of the night flickered slightly, and the flower window opened a small crack tonight, and the warm breeze was gentle.

Lu Yixin was a little tired and rubbed her forehead lightly, and put down the paperwork sent by Master Jiang in her hand, now the table is no longer a bottle of medicine for injuries, but a stack of county records, she is bored with illness, she should know more about the local situation.

It's just - her gaze moved down to her legs and feet, her fingertips touched her knees slightly with some hesitation and cringe, and the sudden soreness and paralysis were stimulated in the meridians, and the wound seemed to be what Gu Qingxun had said, its skin would get better day by day, but the flesh and bone marrow were never satisfactory, as long as they were riveted enough to rely on it to stand up, they would tear their hearts and lungs.

Lu Yixuan bit the root of her teeth, her palm was supported in the corner of the table, she tried countless times, she wanted to rely on her patience even if she took one step or two steps, it was the greatest desire and hope, the body can rely on the table by the power of the palm, her left foot forced, the right foot did not dare to touch the ground slightly in the air, as if she had made a lot of determination, took a deep breath and let go of the fingers holding the table foot, the body leaned towards the wooden chair in front of her, and the moment the right shoe touched the ground, it seemed that the nail pierced the bone and touched the nerve.

Lu Yixin gasped, her fingertips subconsciously retracted, the pain in her right leg paralyzed her senses, and people had no time to care about the direction of the body fall, she let out a low cry and closed her eyes in fright and was ready to rush, and suddenly her shoulders were gently supported, her waist was hugged, and the flowers of midsummer were brought with the flirtation of spring, and the sky was spinning, Lu Yixin knew-

It won't hurt anymore.

She was stunned, and there was a lot of surprise in her eyes, the man fell on the couch, and she sat peacefully in his arms.

"You can't tell people to worry less." There was a small complaint in the low voice, but there was no impatience, "No wonder Imperial Doctor Hu is so anxious to return to Shengjing." He also added some teasing and teasing, if Lu Yixin falls, then this newly healed skin may be overflowing with flesh and blood, Hu Liangtai is afraid that he will hate to put a hammer on the girl's head.

"Little Prince?!" Lu Yixuan exclaimed in surprise before she could come to her senses, she almost forgot the pain in her legs and feet, just because this guy who came and went like a wind god dragon without seeing the end, "You, why didn't you go back to Shengjing?" I haven't seen him for half a month, and I thought I had left Surabaya with the Son of Heaven.

"It seems that you don't care enough about this king." Feng Mingxie raised his eyebrows, lazy and light, and the colorful feathers under the plain clothes were like the streamers and candles on the wings of butterflies.

Lu Yi was stunned.

"I don't know the whereabouts of this king, and I dare to casually figure out my intentions." The little prince's palm gently supported the girl's back, "Who said Hui Shengjing?" He snorted and frowned.

Lu Yixuan shook her head, indeed, no one said anything about Feng Mingxie, she couldn't help but slander - but you didn't say to stay - she was slightly stunned and her legs and feet were pressed by the man's palm, and her head was covered with cold sweat, and she looked down and found that Feng Mingxie had cut the bandage with a silver knife by diverting her attention by dividing it by dividing it by two.

Her knees looked healed from the outer skin, and the man pulled out a small blue gilt porcelain vase from his bosom.

"The green kite has already been medicated." Lu Yixuan wanted to stop it, but when he saw the silver blade in Feng Mingxie's hand, he couldn't help but say that the bright light fell, barely giving her any time to refuse and react, and the "snort" pierced the scab that had healed, and suddenly the blood flowed like an infusion, and the pain made Lu Yixuan exclaim in surprise and his body spasmed slightly, and the red and strong fishy medicinal juice fell from the blue gilt porcelain bottle, which was completely different from the medicine that Lu Yixuan usually used.

The pain from the explosion where the juice touched it was nailed into the bone marrow, and then turned into a hot burning sensation, Lu Yixuan gasped and subconsciously pinched the corners of his skirt, and the finger bones of the colorful feathers under the man's shirt turned white.

"The internal organs of the cunning carp are crushed into juice and the blue stone leaves are boiled together for two hours, which can extinguish the residual poison of Yan." Feng Mingxie held down Lu Yixuan's legs and feet to prevent her from struggling excessively because of the pain.

Only then did the girl of the Lu family react, this smelly and disgusting thing turned out to be an "antidote": "You...... How did you ......" Could it be that Feng Mingxie disappeared for half a month to find the antidote to the cunning carp for her, "Where did you find it, Mr. Gu said that he had seen it in the deserted market in the old west, I know, the cunning carp is too rare in Dayan, and the river basin is only in the Yuanhai Sea, how did you find it in such a short time?" ”

Feng Xiao Wang Ye was very surprised that Lu Yixuan knew a lot of things, astronomy and geography, and rare and exotic beasts seemed to know a little bit about it, and he waved his hand nonchalantly, as if it was an easy thing to find this kind of antidote that even Gu Qingxun, who had been dealing with the imperial pharmacy and the medicinal materials of the north and south of the river all year round, was worried.

In this world, there is nothing effortless, and there are just that he is willing to trek through mountains and rivers for you.

The more Lu Yixin looked at him, the more he pretended to be fearless, the more he felt that his heart was slightly sour and hot.

The little girl didn't say anything, her eyes were a little red as if she was about to cry, the little prince sighed "oops", why is the girl who is not afraid of heaven and earth now crying more and more in front of him, he carefully re-tied the bandage, and reached out to her eyebrows.

"Tsk, this king is afraid that you will give up on yourself." That's a bad excuse.

"Courtiers don't give up on themselves." Lu Yixuan snorted at the corners of his mouth and deliberately debunked.

"Isn't there a little unwilling?"

She paused, stared at the small gilt medicine bottle of Jinglan, felt the pain in her knee spreading to her entire right leg, like ice and fire, stinging and burning, and said after a while: "Unwilling." "In this life, if she wants to be in a wheelchair and can't move, it is better to kill her with a knife," after Mr. Gu told the truth, I only had one thought, I didn't want to die, I would rather be in pain than break a leg. ”

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, she felt a warm breath in her ears, and whispered with relief: "This king will give you a piece of heaven and earth." "Swords, guns, swords, halberds, indulgence * love galloping, she should be like a little Hades among the prancing horse flowers, instead of being locked in a wheelchair Ai Ai, complaining about the sky, the man's eyebrows are bright and beautiful, but in the dusk of the night, but like the scorching sun," tsk, are you deeply moved to make a promise? ”

Lu Yixuan's eyes, which were still red, suddenly retracted his emotions, and he wanted to punch him in the chest, but he was trembling in pain, and he couldn't even make an angry expression.

Lu Yixuan was very glad to find that although he was extremely throbbing about the words and deeds of Feng Xiao Wangye, he was accustomed to such ridicule: "What did you do to Concubine Yuan?" ”