The night is like splashing ink, and a few bright stars are lit up dotted.

The moon was like practice, and in the several large boxes in the room, there was a shining silver light, which almost frightened Lord Qin's legs.

"Where did you get so much silver?" He shouted.

The eldest lady stopped talking, and called out with a sad face: "Master, why did you come back?" ”

Old Lady Qin sat down silently.

The eldest lady said in a few words about Mrs. Xiao's arrival today, because this matter was too urgent, and when the people went to inform the eldest lady to come over to discuss, Mrs. Xiao couldn't wait.

What she meant was that she was going to take Qin Miaoyan away immediately.

"Followed her?" Lord Qin's jaw was about to drop, "Mother, you have a good look, that's Mrs. Xiao, the wife of the patriarch of the Xiao family, not a liar?" ”

Mrs. Qin has been married into the Qin family for almost thirty years, and in his vague memory, the number of times she has returned to her parents' house during this period is only a handful, not to mention that she is a concubine's daughter, and she still has the opportunity to meet Mrs. Yan of the big house on weekdays?

"I grew up watching her," Old Lady Qin glanced at Master Qin, and said indifferently: "Even if I haven't gone back for so many years, even if she turns to ashes, I know her." ”

Not to mention the side, it is the arrogance of Mrs. Xiao's family, and it is not pretended by others.

Although Mrs. Qin is not very good, her mother is the childhood sweetheart of her father Xiao Liu, but she fell into the middle of the family later, and she was also quite favored when she was young.

If it weren't for the changes that happened later, she would not have been filled in by her mother-in-law to the Qin family's merchant house as a steproom.

After Master Qin finished speaking, he was a little stumped, and hurriedly added: "Mother, what do you mean by son...... I'm afraid you've mistrusted someone! Although he said that he was from Lanling, he was afraid that he was impersonated, so he ......."

At this point he stopped talking, as if he had just remembered, "What? Lanling? Miaoyan went to Lanling?! ”

The eldest lady said strangely: "Master, but what's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong with you, all the fuss?" Old Lady Qin frowned, thinking that he had also thought of the joint before her, so she said, "I didn't want to agree at that time, I can't do it, I hope she won't break her word and ......get fat."

"It's not! No...... Lanling, she can't go there......" Lord Qin's lips trembled, and he suddenly thought of what the old man said to him before he died.

"Incognito, never go to Lanling."

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The carriage was moving fast, and the sound of the coachman scolding the horse to move forward kept coming to my ears.

Qing Dai and Poria followed Qin Miaoyan's side left and right, she held on to the wall of the car to stabilize herself and not deviate, while trying to calm the monstrous waves in her heart to think.

That day in East Lake, she jumped into the water and was rescued by Wei Qinghao's boat, and when the boat was crooked, Xiao Gongzi, who had cold eyebrows, reached out and pulled her up.

And the moment she pulled him, her fingers happened to be on his pulse.

She could still remember that the three veins she was holding down were beating in a strange way.

Slow and deep, that's ...... Fate is about to end, and the veins of poison in the body.

She frowned slightly.

That person is obviously the eldest son of Xiao, there is only one eldest prince of the Xiao family in Lanling, that is, the grandson of the long house, and this time it is Mrs. Xiao who came, could it be that he can't do it now?

Thinking of this, she was stunned.

Indeed, she had only seen anyone with such a pulse once.

But that person, he is clearly called Xiao Heng, the only son of General Xiao Xuanxiao, the Duke of Dingguo, how can he be the same person as the eldest son of Lanling Changfang, Sun Xiao?

"Girl," Poria lifted the curtain and looked out, quietly knelt down on Qin Miaoyan's knee and asked her, "We won't be sold, will we?" ”

"Poria!" Qing Dai scolded in a low voice.

Mrs. Xiao was sitting on the other side of the carriage at this time with her eyes closed, and she was very sharp in her ears, and she looked at it when she heard the words.

"I said you girl, you think too much."

As she spoke, she pointed to the clothes on her body and the tea utensils in the car, "How much can you get for selling it, I'm so rich and I still lack the pennies that I sold you both?" ”

Belch...... It seems to be the same!

Poria closed her mouth stupidly, shrinking behind Qin Miaoyan and not daring to show her head.

Qin Miaoyan had no choice but to make amends to her, "Madame, don't be angry, small family, if there is anything vulgar, please forgive me." ”

"Angry is not angry," Mrs. Xiao sighed, her voice gradually lowered, as if muttering: "It's just a little anxious, and I don't know what is going on with him now......

In the end, Qin Miaoyan couldn't even hear it.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and said in her heart, at this point, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back even if I want to.

Mrs. Xiao also said that the reason why she was invited to come was because she was the master's apprentice, and the master's reputation in the market was to be good at treating incurable diseases, and it seemed that the Xiao family was helpless.

But that day, she had no intention of testing that Xiao Dagongzi's illness, whether it was the kind of illness she guessed, Qin Miaoyan was not very sure at the moment.

If he had the same illness as Xiao Heng, there might be a glimmer of hope.

If not...... I'm afraid it's going to be a lot trickier.

In the past, many people named her a goddess doctor, but in fact there are no miracle doctors in this world, but only the responsibility of these diligent people who take the patient's illness as their own life.

Among them, the talent is really not worth mentioning.

It was Xiao Heng's strange illness, and when she met him for the first time, she had to say that there was no cure, and she was terminally ill.

Later, it wasn't until a few years later that she developed an antidote and a method to cure diseases, but Xiao Heng didn't know how to turn that piece of loess.

Thinking of this, Qin Miaoyan not only became in a trance.

She remembered that Xiao Heng died in the battle against the king of southern Xinjiang.

The king of Nanjiang died, and the court defeated Nanjiang, but he died of illness on the way back.

At that time, she was captured by Xiao Heng's guards to see a doctor for him, but in fact, she was just a good time, after all, she was just an unknown bell doctor back then.

Seeing that the local famous doctors in Huyang shook their heads and sighed, "If General Xiao goes north to Shengjing to recuperate at this moment, maybe there is still a glimmer of life......

"Then you don't have to." Xiao Heng said.

At that time, Qin Miaoyan was squeezed on the periphery, she couldn't see Xiao Heng's appearance clearly, but she was shocked when she heard his words.

Although the southern Xinjiang and the imperial court have been at odds for a long time, they have never confronted each other as in the past, and the new king of southern Xinjiang was ambitious, taking advantage of the frequent infighting in the imperial court and the absence of generals, causing tens of thousands of innocent people along the line to suffer.

Xiao Heng dragged his seriously ill body, withdrew from the infighting, and exposed his rear to the forces of the DPRK and China, just to protect the people of the Southern Xinjiang Tongtian Dynasty from the rebellion of the Daoge.

This courage and devotion to defend her country alone made her ashamed and resentful.

She couldn't do anything, and she could only look at the doctors and shake her head, saying that there was no cure and no cure.

When everyone dispersed, she took advantage of her free time to secretly check the pulse of the unconscious Xiao Heng, and wrote down the symptoms of his body.

After that, Xiao Heng's troops left Huyang, while she continued south to find Huangling.

It wasn't until a year later that she heard the sad news that he had died in southern Xinjiang.

Not to die in battle, but to die of exhaustion after victory.

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