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The mansion is half Central Plains, half Western Regions style.

Elegant gray tiles with blue bricks, two small pavilions are built for rest, and sometimes you can see round domes, draped in dahlias.

Such a unique construction can only be seen in such a special home.

The lord of the Shangguan family also hurried out to greet her, and the couple invited her into the innermost east courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, and the sound of the leaves whirling in the air could be heard clearly.

After leaving the lamp and going upstairs, a group of little maids in hufu came out to salute the couple and salute her.

Don't look at the subordinates, but the signs of the top one, it can be seen that the owner of this house really likes women as rumored.

"Heavenly Maiden, please inside."

Lizhan bowed lightly, followed the two into the back room, and Amu and Qiao'er followed him.

The charcoal in the room was warm, Qiao'er helped Lizhan take off her hibiscus-colored cloak, and the beauty showed her delicate figure and stood in front of the couple.

Beside Mrs. Shangguan is a spacious poplar bed, carved and carved, which is very exquisite.

Madame glanced into the curtain and said, "This is my son Jinyu." ”

"Madame, wait for me to take a look first."

Leaving Shi Shiran, he walked over and lightly picked up the thick pearl-yellow curtain.

As the same thick fog cleared from his eyelids, the man lying on the bed was clearly reflected in the pupils of Lizhan.

She was stunned for a moment, feeling as if her eyes had been pierced by needles, and then her lips opened slightly, she gasped, and her knees were also weak, if Amu hadn't found out that something was wrong and picked her up in time, she would definitely fall into the brazier behind her on the spot.

Amu was a little surprised, but it was inconvenient to speak out in front of Shangguan and his wife.

Although she didn't know much about Lizhan, she had never seen her so shocked.

Even Ruoqiang's army came to the city and said that King Qi was dead, but she never messed up.

Now it seems that the seven souls and six spirits have been sucked away, leaving only an empty shell and frozen in place.

Amu and Qiao'er glanced at each other, and Qiao'er was also surprised by Lizhan's reaction.

The two exchanged glances with each other, and at the same time looked at the man on the bed.

Ooh...... It's really a good-looking face.

The man was covered with a thick cotton mattress from the neck down, revealing only a handsome face.

It stands to reason that a person who is bedridden with an old illness should be blue-faced and yellow-skinned.

But this man is red-haired, handsome, and alive like a Fu Fan He Lang who has just fallen asleep, as if patting him, he can immediately jump up and say hello to you.

Amu didn't know how to describe this face, she hadn't learned many Central Plains poetry books, but the moment she saw him, she naturally remembered the phrase "light and thin, face like jade, Zimo spring breeze wraps horses' feet".

It means that the light boy and brother are as beautiful as jade, and the spring breeze on the capital road will come to entangle his horse feet.

But it's good-looking, and King Qi is also good-looking, and he hasn't seen him salivating like this.

If you want to say that it is a reunion of old acquaintances, it is not likely.

Heaven and earth are so big, Lizhan has never been to the Western Regions, and he is a person from the north, how can he be entangled with this little boy in the south of the Yangtze River?

Seeing this, Mrs. Shangguan opened the curtain again and asked anxiously, "Heavenly Maiden...... How is it? But is it difficult to treat? ”

"Oh......"

Mrs. Shangguan's words were like a white horse passing through a gap in her mind, and she couldn't stay for a moment.

But in the curtain that was reopened, the sleeping face seemed to wake up.

The man stood in front of her, holding a small black pot with scallion wontons from the alleys of Loei.

The wonton is round and bulging, crystal clear with the aroma of green onions.

He poked her head with his hand and nudged it, as if he was still teasing her.

"What do you follow me? I just bought a pot! ”

In the blink of an eye, it seemed to be in the lamp market, and he and she giggled through the river-like crowd, and she shouted that she knew the answer to the riddle, but could not grab the lantern, so he held her up on his shoulder.

"Stupid, out of reach, with your feet!"

"But the public ......"

"Who knows which girl you are."

"Good!"

When she straightened her toes, the people below her shouted, "Li Zhan, your feet are really short enough!" ”

"Ah, Li Sheng, I can't spare you......"

The pictures flashed through my mind like a marquee, and almost all of them coincided with the face on the bed.

Brother!

Lizhan almost screamed!

But in the presence of others, she shouted out, not to be regarded as crazy.

So she half-closed her eyes until her long eyelashes covered the familiar face in sight.

But suddenly, I remembered the severed head contained in the small box.

She had personally examined it, and it was indeed her brother's head.

My brother is dead, how can he appear in the Western Regions, or the son of a big silk family in Jiangnan?

Crazy, she probably misses her brother and wants to go crazy.

Even if my brother is still alive, the person in this bed is a person who is "my son and my son" by Mrs. Shangguan, and he refuses to be him.

But, is there really a person in this world who is born so alike?

The twins have grown up, and they can still be distinguished with the naked eye, she and her brother grew up, and now they haven't seen each other for a few months, and she can't tell the difference between this man and him.

From the overwhelming mountains to the blank space, a voice suddenly burst out in the mind that completely lost his mind.

"Do you want to see him again?"

Who, who's talking?

Everyone was in a panic, their mouths were closed, and they looked at her with strange eyes, and no one spoke to her at all.

"I'm just asking you, do you want to meet him again?"

The voice repeated abruptly.

Lizhan was shocked.

It is both strange and familiar, and when you think about it carefully, no one around you can be so ancient and gloomy. But...... She seemed to have heard it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.

"Go ahead, break the prophecy, and you will be able to meet him again."

As if a word broke the sky, there was a loud buzz in her mind, and a silver flower exploded in front of her eyes, and after the splendor, only endless white light remained, and she couldn't open her eyes.

All of a sudden, she seemed to be enlightened, and the dream broke into reality.

She remembered that an old man had said exactly the same thing in a dream.

said that he knew that Gu Fuwei would find her to be a heavenly maiden, and said that she could meet Li Sheng as long as she intercepted the proverb.

She had dreamed many, many, many times.

Now she really met someone who looked exactly like Li Sheng.

What an evil door!

"Celestial Maiden?"

Shangguan and his wife didn't get an answer for a long time, and their eyebrows and eyes were worried.

"Celestial Maiden? My son's illness is really a cure? ”

"It's not!" Lizhan blurted out almost thoughtlessly.

Shangguan and his wife were overjoyed, "Then my son has been cured?" ”

Amu and Qiao'er also looked at her.

She forcibly calmed down, her ten fingers clenched in her sleeve, and her palms were full of water.

Lizhan smiled awkwardly, held his forehead with his hand, and said apologetically: "No, I was suddenly dizzy for a moment, not because I saw any clues." I need to make a good diagnosis of your son's illness before I can make a conclusion. “

Mrs. Shangguan's eyes showed a look of ups and downs, and she was a little disappointed. "The Heavenly Maiden is busy day and night for the sake of the people who live in Wensu, and she will return to the prefect's mansion later, but she has to recuperate carefully."

"Hmm." The servant brought her a stool, she sat down, reached out and gently opened the corner of the mattress, pulled up the man's sleeve, and touched Shangguan Jinyu's wrist.

It was a strange feeling.

It was as if a deceased loved one had come back to life, and she could not only see him, but also feel him.

In the past, when Li Sheng was alive, he didn't feel how dependent he was.

But once she lost it, she knew how precious Li Sheng was to her!

It was a parting that was more terrifying than her own death.

Now that she can hold him tight again, she doesn't even want to let go!

So, the pulse that should have been sorted out quickly, but it took her a long time.

As a doctor, she searched for the long-lost warmth in this same body, like filling a huge gap in her heart, allowing her to find the strength to continue to live.

There was even a moment when she felt that she was no longer confused for the rest of her life.

When your loved ones are there, your home is there.

Therefore, she came back to her senses halfway through the diagnosis, forcing herself to get rid of distracting thoughts and listen carefully to Shangguan Jinyu's pulse.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

His pulse was calm and smooth, and he was very healthy.

It's weird...... She can diagnose some small problems that ordinary people don't know about, but Shangguan Jinyu's pulse is unusually vigorous and powerful, and there is nothing wrong with it.