Shen Le'an and Sheng Xuanhao played for a while and insisted on getting up to wash up and go to see Yang Qi, Sheng Xuanhao knew that she was stubborn and didn't do much to persuade her.

"Let's go, I'll come with you." Sheng Xuanhao put his hands behind his back and said lightly to Shen Le'an.

So Shen Le'an put on a white coat and followed Sheng Xuanhao to the place where Yang Qi's funeral was arranged.

Xiao Huang had already arranged everything with everyone, and at this moment, he was standing in front of the mourning hall in white clothes and planting incense.

Shen Le'an and Sheng Xuanhao walked slowly towards the mourning hall, and then Xiao Huang hurriedly got out of the way, Sheng Xuanhao followed Shen Le'an and lit three sticks of incense for Yang Qi to plug in, Sheng Xuanhao knew that she must have something to say to Yang Qi alone, so he called everyone away, and finally walked out with him.

Sheng Xuanhao stood outside without saying a word, looking around at the people around.

"Where's the glass?" Sheng Xuanhao suddenly asked.

Xiao Huang hurriedly replied, "Miss Liuli's feet seem to have reached and she can't get out of bed, so she didn't come over." ”

"Have you called the doctor to see it?"

"I'm said to have seen it."

Sheng Xuanhao stopped talking, too, Yang Qi and her shouldn't have much to do with it, but the foot is broken?

Sheng Xuanhao pondered carefully.

Shen Le'an knelt lightly on the mat and kowtowed to Yang Qi three times.

"Brother Qi, since I was a child, I have regarded you as my other brother, and you have always tried your best to protect me, my brother used to love me with him when he was there, and then my brother passed away, and you brought his love to me well. Now, you are gone, and An Le no longer has his brother's love. ”

Shen Le'an's head began to ache faintly as she spoke, her nose was sour and she wanted to cry, she raised her head and looked at the roof, trying her best not to let the tears fall.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you, and I will definitely find your murderer and break him into pieces."

Ruri suddenly sneezed, then raised her eyebrows slightly, "Who is doubting me?" ”

Shen Le'an walked out of the mourning hall, Sheng Xuanhao hurriedly went to help her, her eyes were red again, she must have cried again inside.

What can you do with her?

"Sheng Xuanhao, I'm going to the study, Uncle Yang doesn't know about it yet, I'll go write a letter and tell him." It's really hard to imagine how he can survive if he wants a white-haired person to send a black-haired person?

"Okay, I'll go with you and give you ink." Sheng Xuanhao accompanied Shen Le'an and walked slowly to the study.

As soon as Shen Le'an sat on the chair, Sheng Xuanhao went to get her pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and spread it out and placed it, "You write slowly, and when you write, I'll send it to Tianyuan Country quickly." Sheng Xuanhao said softly.

"Okay." Shen Le'an nodded, stretched out her hand to pick up the pen and began to put it down, in fact, she was a little at a loss, how to write, how to tell Uncle Yang? How can it be tactful enough?

After thinking about it again and again, Shen Le'an put pen to paper.

The candlelight inside the house faltered, like the shadows of the trees outside the house, and the shadows reflected on the walls and paper windows were particularly lonely.

It was five days after Prime Minister Yang received the letter, and he had just come down from the Taoist temple on the mountain, and his face was full of sadness.

The old servant came to his side and said, "Master, the palace has received a letter from Anpingguo, and it is estimated that the princess has sent someone to urge you to go to Kyoto to rendezvous." ”

Prime Minister Yang looked anxious, "Let's go back, it's time to pack up and prepare to go home." ”

"Master, what happened on the mountain?" The old servant looked at him with a sad look on his face.

"The Taoist chief went out to travel, but he just told the boy to tell me, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Qi'er, is in danger, and he can't return to the sky." Yang Chengxiang burst into tears as he spoke, and he hurriedly lifted his sleeve to wipe it, and the old servant saw a burst of heartache.

"No, no, no, young master, he has always been a Jiren with his own natural appearance, no, it must be that old nonsense, haven't you received any news yet?" The old servant comforted Prime Minister Yang.

Prime Minister Yang wiped the tears from his face, "Let's go, let's go, I'm going to go back to Kyoto today, I can't wait." ”

As soon as Prime Minister Yang's carriage returned to the house, the servant hurriedly ran out with a letter from Anping Kingdom and handed it to Prime Minister Yang.

"Master, this is a letter from An Pingguo, and the messenger said it was an urgent letter." The servant added.

Yang Chengxiang and the old servant glanced at each other when they heard the sound, and then quickly opened the letter, and fainted after reading it on the spot.

"Sir, sir, sir." The old servant shouted for him to hurry into the house, and hurried for a doctor to diagnose him.

"Angry and attacking, don't get in the way, don't get in the way, but he is old, if he has a few more blows like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Hua Tuo to heal while he is alive." After reading it, the doctor explained to the old servant.

"Yes, yes, there will be no next time, and I will trouble the doctor to rejuvenate your hand and prescribe a few useful life-saving medicines to treat my master." The old servant also said that his eyes were misty and tears flickered.

"It's on, it's on." The doctor turned to write him a prescription, and the old servant watched him carefully.

"I, I've been to a lot of big families to see people, but I haven't seen how many servants are really sad and anxious when the master of a big family is seriously ill, most of them are sent to the fence for survival, and they wish that the master of the house died so that they could divide the family property and fly away, now it seems that you are really worried, right?" The doctor couldn't help but speak when he looked at the old servant's anxious appearance.

"Yes, I followed my master when I was a child and took care of him for most of my life, and now he is like this, and I don't feel good." The old servant wiped the tears that couldn't help but flow, how did he feel, in the past two years, he was really very sad?

Perhaps, there will always be some years that are extraordinarily difficult to cross.

After the doctor left, the old servant took it out of his bosom, and he read the letter from An Pingguo before he fainted.

The old servant slowly unfolded the letter, and every word on it was pierced into his heart, and for a moment, he felt the same empathy as Yang Chengxiang.

"Ahhh The old servant couldn't help crying, he could be regarded as watching Yang Qi grow up.

Every time Yang Qi was disobedient and beaten, it was his hand that was beaten; Every time Yang Qi was punished and not allowed to eat, he knew that the master was not really patient, so he quietly handed Yang Qi meat buns for fear of starving him; Every time Yang Qi left the mansion, he went to the palace to accompany His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to read, and he accompanied the master to stand under the sunset and watch Yang Qi's back disappear.

He has never married in his life, Yang Qi is another child he watched grow up, now, now, Yang Qi is dead, they sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man, in his heart, he is only uncomfortable, and he feels that breathing is difficult.

The surrounding servants looked at the old servant like this, and couldn't help but step forward and ask, "What's wrong?" What does the letter say? ”

The old servant had tears in his eyes, "Get out, is the medicine all ready?" ”

The servants retreated with a dissatisfied face, "Cut, everyone is a dog slave, don't think that you have followed the master in the past so you can be arrogant, I think this master will not live long, and you will not be much better, when the time comes, you are not a lost dog?" ”

The old servant listened to it in his ears but was no longer able to argue with them, turned around and closed the door gently, he walked to the side of Yang Chengxiang's bed and sat down gently.

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