Although Mama Qing still has three doubts in her heart, she can think that it is better than no one to deal with.

So with a wave of his hand, the group decided to set off back to Xiluo County.

The guard stepped forward to pick up Bai Xiaoxian, but before his hand touched the corner of Bai Xiaoxian's clothes, he was locked by a pair of cold eyes, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he thinks that if he really met this Miss Nine just now, then the little radish head in front of him would kill him without hesitation.

The Holy Son picked up Bai Xiaoxian as before, put her on the wheel first, climbed up again, lifted the door curtain, moved Bai Xiaoxian in, and then sat down steadily.

Chunhua: "Unruly wild child, is that where you can sit?" Don't hurry up and get down yet. ”

The Holy Son snorted coldly and didn't pay attention to Chunhua, but looked at Mama Qing and said, "If you want to take her away, you have to take me with you." ”

There was obviously no refusal in her tone, and as soon as Chunhua was about to speak, Mama Qing raised her hand to stop her, and said, "You saved Miss Jiu, our Bai family naturally wants to thank you, and when you return to Xiluo County, I will send someone to get you some silver." ”

Qing Mama got into the car, and Chunhua also hurriedly followed, the carriage was not big, but it was enough to squeeze four people.

Chunhua lit the stove with her hands and feet, and began to praise Mama Qing in a fancy way, what kind of Mama is beautiful and kind, it is really a living Bodhisattva, this time Miss Nine is blessed, Yunyun's...

Holy Son: "Noise! ”

Chunhua glared at the Holy Son fiercely, thinking that when she arrived in Xiluo County, she sent away Mama Qing and her party, and she was not allowed to rub it flat and round like this.

As everyone knows, because of her ignorance and ignorance, one foot has stepped into the ghost gate.

The carriage swayed, and finally returned to Bai's house in Xiluo County two hours later.

Lao Hu informed the porter, and after a while, the housekeeper appeared at the gate with four small servants, carrying two small sedan chairs, and Mama Qing instructed a few words, and then sat on a small sedan chair and went back to rest.

Obviously, the other one was for Bai Xiaoxian.

The Holy Son held the side of the sedan chair, followed the housekeeper and his party around and stopped at the door of a small courtyard, and then two maids greeted him, and one of them carried Bai Xiaoxian into the house.

The Holy Son followed in without saying a word, and the housekeeper had already heard that he was the younger brother recognized by Miss Bai Jiu, so he didn't care about him.

After saying a few words about taking good care of Miss Nine, he took the two little servants away.

Everyone in the house knew that the main family was coming, and they wanted to take Miss Bai Jiu back, and the maids naturally didn't dare to slack off.

After a while, he sent hot water for bathing and new clothes, and prepared one for the Holy Son by the way.

The Holy Son hurriedly cleaned himself up, changed into clean clothes, and went back to Bai Xiaoxian's house.

After the maid finished bathing Bai Xiaoxian and changed her clothes, the Holy Son entered the inner room.

Bai Xiaoxian had already begun to heat up, her face turned red, and the Holy Son felt that her heart was tightly held by a pair of big hands, and she felt a kind of suffocating discomfort.

The doctor came quickly, prescribed a decoction to reduce fever and ward off cold, and added a little soothing ingredient to it.

Kindly, I asked the maid to cook a bowl of ginger soup for the Holy Son.

The Holy Son's physique was excellent, and this little rain did not get in the way, but he didn't want to help other people's kindness, so he pinched his nose and swallowed a bowl of hot ginger soup.

House doctor: "Little boy, go back and rest, Miss Nine is afraid she won't wake up tonight." ”

Holy Son: "Sir, do you know when she will wake up?" ”

Doctor: "If it's fast, it's tomorrow morning, and if it's slow, it's tomorrow evening." ”

The Holy Son arched his hand towards the palace doctor and said, "Thank you! ”