Chapter Seventy-Three: What People Don't Eat
Since the Li family entered the door, Nalan Wenyuan rarely stayed here with the Pei family. The big red quilt was also stored in the cupboard, and it was almost moldy.
Nalan Wenyuan looked at the familiar furnishings in the room, the red quilts and pairs of red candles, which reminded him of the scene when they got married.
"After so many years, you still have this quilt." Nalan Wen couldn't help but sigh from afar.
"Get used to it." Pei's simple three words summarize the portrayal of half of her life.
One bed for two people. Two quilts back to back.
Nalan Wenyuan and Pei Shi were lying on the bed, their bodies were transferred to one side, and there was a large distance between them, like an invisible chasm, separating the two people.
The two of them stayed up all night and wore their clothes until dawn.
In the quiet of the night, there were a few insect chirps, and occasionally the faint cry of a child could be heard.
The two knew that the other was not sleeping, but neither of them spoke, staring at a pair of eyes.
This night, no one in Nalan Mansion slept peacefully.
Nalan Zhen was worried that Dongfang Yi would never return. Leaving Nalan Jin alone.
Dongfang Yi was thinking that the sky would light up quickly. So that he can leave early to find the miracle doctor.
As soon as Li narrowed his eyes, he heard the child's cry, and the whole person was in a trance, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.
As soon as the sky was polished, Dongfang Yi couldn't wait to pack up his things and leave, it can be said that he didn't sleep all night waiting for dawn.
"Yi'er, what's the matter with waking up so early?" Nalan Zhen and the others were on the way out of the house, as if they deliberately intercepted Dongfang Yi.
"Grandpa, didn't you promise me to go out of the house last night to find a miracle doctor for Jin'er." Dongfang Yi looked at Nalan Zhen suspiciously, subconsciously thinking that he was going to regret it.
"Oh. Of course I remember this, I just wanted to ask you if it's a little early to go out this time? Is everything arranged over there for Jin'er? Nalan raised his head, pretending to know.
"It's been delayed all night, it's not early, Jin'er has already instructed Lian'er to take care of it, grandpa can rest assured." Dongfang Yi arranged everything step by step.
"Oh...... This arrangement couldn't be better. Lian'er's girl is diligent and nimble, and I like it a lot. The expression on Nalan Zhen's face was a little unnatural.
"Since it's okay, I'll go first. The sooner she finds the miracle doctor, the sooner Jin'er may wake up. Dongfang Yi bowed goodbye to Nalan Zhen and trotted out of the house.
Nalan Zhen was about to open his mouth to say a few words, but he saw that Dongfang Yi had already slipped away and couldn't find anyone.
Outside the house, Dongfang Yi had already ordered people to prepare dry food for horses early in the morning. He flew on his horse, brandished his whip and urged the horse to gallop out of the city.
"Old man, can my uncle really find a miracle doctor this time?" Uncle Xing looked at Nalan Zhen with a calculating expression.
"If only he had found it so easily. Then didn't I just arrange for Jin'er to lie on the couch for so many days? Nalan Zhen touched deliberately, and his suspicious expression hung on his brow
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"Will this delay ......" Uncle Xing was a little worried.
"No, let me tell you, let people keep an eye on him along the way, and help him if necessary." Nalan Zhen accentuated his tone.
"Got it, I'll arrange it."
Uncle Xing nodded knowingly in agreement, and soon arranged for a few people from the mansion to leave mysteriously through the back door, following closely behind Dongfang Yi.
Dongfang Yi inquired along the way, followed the instructions and memories of passers-by, and found many places, but there was no miracle doctor as they said.
During this period, Dongfang Yi was almost so desperate that he was about to give up. If he can't save Nalan Jin, he will also think about his future and prepare to accompany Nalan Jin.
"Young man, are you looking for a miracle doctor?" An old woman stared at Dongfang Yi.
"How did you know I was looking for business?" Dongfang Yi put down the kettle in his hand curiously.
"You've come and asked questions, and everyone in the neighborhood knows about it. A man in a white shirt is looking for a miracle doctor. The old woman said, looking at the village behind her.
Dongfang Yi was a little embarrassed, along the way, no matter whether adults or children, as long as they saw someone who could talk, they would go up and ask about the whereabouts of the miracle doctor.
"I'm ashamed, because my wife is seriously ill and urgently needs to find a miracle doctor. Do you know his whereabouts? Dongfang Yi bowed politely to the old lady.
"Crossing this mountain is the home of the divine doctor, and my eyes that have been invisible for many years have been healed by the gods." The old woman covered her eyes and said that she had a nose and eyes.
Dongfang Yi turned to look at the majestic mountain, giving people a feeling of fear, let alone having to climb it on foot alone.
"Are you sure you're over this mountain?" Dongfang Yi once again affirmed the rhetorical question.
"Young man, if you don't believe me, you can go." The old woman turned and walked into the village with the basket on her shoulder.
Dongfang Yi shouted behind him for a long time, and the old woman ignored him as if she was deaf.
Look at the towering clouds for a while, and then look at the presumptuous overgrown weeds all around. There may be a few poisonous snakes and beasts running out of it inadvertently.
But as long as he thought of Nalan Jin lying in the house, Dongfang Yi's heart did not have that hesitation, but became more determined.
He climbed over the heavy mountain, and along the way he was cut by a clump of thorns, and his clothes were scratched by the raised stones on both sides.
"Master, my aunt won't really be in any danger if he climbs that mountain, right?" Uncle Xing told Nalan Zhen the news sent by his subordinates.
"What problem can a man who is so strong use him? As long as he is willing to climb over that mountain, it proves that he really cares about Jin'er in his heart. Nalan Zhen lay on the chair and teased the parrot hanging next to him.
"Understood." Uncle Xing frowned worriedly. 0
After waiting on the couch for three days, Li's body has recovered as before.
But he still hums and chirps all day long, and picks fat and thin when eating, which will be more torturous than before.
"Sir. Today's
Is it okay to let the dishes be re-prepared by the pillow appetite? Li put down his chopsticks and pouted.
"Doesn't this still taste like the same?" After Nalan Wenyuan tasted it, there was no difference at all.
"It's just different, it's too hard, the last thing I can't stand in this confinement is these, let them withdraw and redo it." On Lee's birthday, he pushed the middle of the table with chopsticks and chopsticks.
"Okay, okay, redo." Nalan Wenyuan pointed to the maid on the side and waved.
Because of the problem of three meals a day, the maid doesn't know how many times she has to be inexplicably knowledged, every time she dares to be angry and dare not speak, she wants to preach a few words when she can't help it, but she is stopped.
"Master, have you noticed that your son can be called daddy recently?" Li Shi was coquettish at Nalan Wenyuan.
"How old is he, I know, Dongfang has suddenly been out of the mansion recently, and I don't know what he is doing?" Nalan Wenyuan's mind was not on the Li family.
"Master, are you listening to me?" Lee's face was displeased.
"I heard it, take good care of my son, I still have to leave beforehand." Nalan Wenyuan dealt with a few words absentmindedly, and left before the meal was ready again.
Leaving Li alone in the house to put on a show, there were only a few maids next to her who had already seen through her thoughts.
"Madam, the dish is ready." The maid carefully put the meal on the table.
"What's good, the master is gone, am I eating so much alone? Do you think you're feeding pigs? Li grumbled and waved his hand to knock over all the good food to the ground.
(End of chapter)