Within two days, before Sang Yang's injury was healed, the emperor asked him to set off for the Western Regions in advance.

The capital has entered autumn, the withered yellow leaves are blown off by the wind, and soaked by the autumn rain, wet and paved on the cold bluestone road, adding a little coolness.

It was raining on the day Sang Yang left, and the weather was as gloomy as -------- their mood when they were about to separate.

In a hurry this time, he didn't even have time to greet him carefully, Sang Yang only hurried to the British Mansion to see Qi Luo, and without saying a few words, he left Shi Zhao and a team of secret guards and left.

For fear that Sang Yang would be short of manpower, Qi Luo was reluctant to receive this kindness, but Sang Yang insisted on this, and Qi Luo had no choice but to give up.

only caught up with a few large bags of herbs to dispel the cold, and hurriedly sent people outside the gate.

A young man in a dark robe galloped away against the autumn rain and hit the horse.

The young man's back gradually drifted away, and the girl secretly flattened her mouth, and the emperor was also in a hurry!

Don't let the car go on a rainy day, alas! If you pour it like this, you will be in trouble if you get caught with the wind chill.

The dark figure in the rain had long since disappeared, and the girl slowly closed her gaze and turned around and entered the house.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the rain on the eaves slid down the blue tiles into the white moonwater under the window, making an annoying rustling sound.

The originally delicate petals also withered to the ground at this time, looking very desolate.

The girl casually refilled a cup of tea for herself, and took a sip, but her tongue was burned.

The girl grinned, hissing and knocking over the teacup.

"County Lord! Is it hot?! Chang Yue anxiously opened the curtain and ran in.

The tears in the girl's eyes turned twice, and she looked quite pitiful.

"Qiuyue, go get some ice!" Looking at the girl's appearance, Chang Yue became more and more anxious.

"It's okay, it's out of the way! No burns. The girl wilted, "It's just a little tired." ”

I slept groggily all afternoon, and I actually had a low-grade fever in the evening.

At the post station a hundred miles away from the city gate, the young man in Xuanyi was already soaked at this time.

The original crimson lips faded a little color, and the black hair was pasted on the white, almost transparent face, and the expression looked more and more cold.

The shopkeeper of the post station was a discerning man, and he cleaned up the upper room early and cooked the hot soup for bathing.

Sixi took the medicine bag, put the medicine into the hot soup according to Qi Luo's instructions, and boiled a pot of soup and medicine and brought it in.

Picking up the medicine bowl and drinking the soup while it was hot, the young man's low voice came, "You go to the pharmacy next door, grab some cold medicine, and use it for everyone!" ”

Yuan Ping, who was originally holding the soup bag given by Qi Luo and was about to fry another pot, sneezed inexplicably.

Qi Luo prepared in a hurry, and the medicines were just some ordinary ginger, cinnamon branches, mugwort leaves, etc.

It's not a precious variety, Yuan Ping originally thought that it would be convenient to use it, and then go back and grab some Qiang work for the master to use.

Sixi rushed to the back kitchen with a smoke, and it was only a few packets of herbs that he narrowly managed.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine, white smoke curled, and the young man took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

The soaking wounds along the way, and the faint stinging pain in the water.

The cold body was soaked in the hot soup for a long time, and the young man's face only saw a little blood.

I often travel far away, and it is the first time that my heart is so empty.

The boy narrowed his phoenix eyes, damn it!

When he finds these troublesome turtle grandsons, he will have to chop them alive!