To be honest, Pei Baoer didn't have a good impression of that Qingyunzi.

First, in his previous life, he helped Qi Heng and Emperor Jian'an to do something immortal, but the technology was not good, something went wrong, and she had an accident in the laboratory and became a vegetative person.

Second, he once again aided in this life, helping Qi Heng pull himself back from the good days of science and technology back to this ghost era where he didn't even have an aunt's towel, and he was trapped in this palace and couldn't move.

Third, of course, it was the last time she "secretly" asked him to help her get her back to modern times, but he flatly refused.

Although he complained bitterly, and said that his Taoism was damaged, and if he tried his best to perform spells, he would send her to a stranger time and space, but Pei Baoer always felt that the two of them were colluding in private, and there were many elements of deceiving her in Qingyunzi's words.

Pei Baoer thought about it, but she couldn't think that she had any advantage over Qi Heng and could win him over, but then she gave up directly, only dying of the heart that went back, but she was not happy to see such a person again.

After a lapse of a few months, Qi Heng actually invited him to the mansion again, and with such a big battle, could he still have any spells to cure diseases and save people?

Pei Baoer has an opinion on Qi Heng, and has always been afraid to suspect him with the worst thoughts, and at this time she can't help but be a little suspicious, isn't this guy feeling that this life is not very smooth, and he can't do it again if he wants to do it again?

Thinking so, she stepped a little softer.

The sound of mantras in the room was still coming intermittently, but it sounded like the same passage was being repeated repeatedly, and the sound was still loud and small.

Just as she reached the door, the chanting suddenly stopped.

Pei Baoer was startled, worried about whether he was discovered by them, but as a result, no one came out to greet him, but there was a sound of talking in the house.

"The Taoist chief has worked hard, please come to the table for tea." This is Song Yan's voice.

After a while, the voice of the man who recited the mantra sounded again: "Old Song, the prince will not wake up for a while and a half, and Poor Dao will also tell you a few words from his heart." This poor road does not dare to say that it is tired, but it is not a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. ”

Song Yan didn't answer, the man didn't seem to care, and continued to talk to himself: "Changing one's life against the sky, where is it so easy, and you have to use your luck to make up for a dead person, isn't this a fool?" ”

Pei Baoer was shocked when she heard this.

Changing your life against the sky? Someone who is dead? Luck?

These words confused her. If what Qi Heng did before was a change of life against the sky, then could the dead man be......

Qing Yunzi was still chattering while Qi Heng was unconscious: "What is the true dragon emperor, in the eyes of the poor Dao, he is just an idiot who is fascinated by the red dust." It's just that this life has changed, but I still have to stay at the root of this dragon vein, isn't this rushing to find death? ”

Hearing this sentence of more presumptuous complaints, Song Yan finally had to speak.

"Dao Chief, I don't dare to agree with what you said. Let's not talk about the princess for the time being, if the prince doesn't stay in the capital, it's okay for a few days, if he doesn't see him for half a month or a month, I'm afraid that the palace will be in chaos in an instant. For the sake of the livelihood of the world, you can do well, and suffer more. ”

Qing Yunzi, who got the response, complained even more vigorously: "I said Lao Song, I am an outsider, and I am not a scholar in the imperial examination, you tell me that the world is alive?" I only know three things in my life, cultivating the Tao, making money, and eating delicious food! You invited me, the reward is indeed rich, and I have no reason to refuse it. However, if you have money, you have to have a life to spend it! You princes don't take your lives seriously like this, what's the use of you begging me bitterly? He didn't spare his life, and I still spared my life! It's such a bottomless pit, how many years can I help him fill it? ”

Finally, he threw down a sentence loudly: "To tell you the truth, if he doesn't change his life, it will be a matter of one or two years." At that time, I can't help it, so you can ask for another master. ”

Song Yan hurriedly hurried at him, but was stopped by him.

"Don't beg me, it's useless to beg me, you should beg the lying one. If he changes his mind, even if he loses his dragon luck, he can still hope to live for another decade or two......"

Pei Bao'er was standing outside the door, listening to these words blankly, but a female voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Master, if you don't go in, why are you standing there? There was no one in the prince's study, and the Sun guard said......"

The conversation in the room stopped abruptly.

Song Yan came out quickly, and when he saw Pei Bao'er's master and servant, his face changed a few times, but he still smiled and saluted.

"The princess is here to see the prince? It's just a coincidence that the prince just fell asleep, why don't the princess come in and sit and wait? ”

Pei Bao'er looked at the face in front of her that had become ancient after a short period of emotional ups and downs, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

"I'll just wait outside."

Song Yan was about to go down to serve tea, but was stopped by Pei Bao'er: "Father-in-law Song, can you let Qingyun Dao grow out and talk about it?" He stiffened, then sighed slightly. The princess commanded, and the old slave did not dare to disobey. ”

He turned around and was about to walk in and call someone, but the Qingyun Dao man had already strode out by himself.

It's still the appearance of a scruffy beard, but the clothes and hair bun are not as sloppy and dirty as when they first met, and the sleek look on the face is gone.

"Father-in-law Song, let Beiyan go down with you to work. At this point, shouldn't the prince also take medicine? Go and see if the medicine is ready. ”

After sending the two of them away in a few words, Pei Baoer went straight in and asked, "What do you mean by someone who is dead?" ”

The old god of Qingyunzi asked rhetorically on the ground: "Didn't the princess already guess it?" Why bother to ask the poor Tao? ”

Pei Baoer insisted, "I want to hear the Taoist chief tell the truth." She closed her eyes and asked, "Also, what is the explanation for the words of luck and subsidy?" Ask the Taoist to speak bluntly. ”

The room was quiet, only the four eyes were facing each other, one was stubborn and stubborn, there seemed to be a bright light flashing in his eyes, and the other was faint and calm, but the eyes like a long river revealed a trace of compassion.

After a long time, when Beiyan finally entered the house with a bowl of medicinal soup and two tea cups after being instructed by Song Gonggong to turn around, he could no longer see the gray-clothed Taoist priest.

Only her master, Pei Bao'er, sat quietly in Fang Cai's position alone, motionless, as if an old monk had settled down. If you look closely, there is a touch of scarlet in your eyes.

Beiyan put his things aside, leaned over and said softly: "Master, master, what's wrong with you?" Is it uncomfortable? Why don't you go to the top to rest for a while? ”

Pei Bao'er said dumbfounded: "I'm fine, don't stop." As he spoke, his eyes were still staring at the small triangular yellow talisman in his hand.

Beiyan also noticed, "Hey, is this a talisman given to you by the Dao Chief?" The slave maid thought that you were going to stay and talk about the Tao, but I didn't expect it to leave so soon. Eh, by the way, what is that Taoist chief doing here? ”

Pei Bao'er was finally pulled back to her senses by her words, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the steaming bowl of medicinal soup.

"The medicine is ready, right, I'll bring it in, you, you wait outside."

Beiyan responded with a smile, flew out like a happy bird, and dutifully became the little door god.

Pei Bao'er stuffed the yellow charm into her sleeve pocket, picked up the bowl of medicine, and slowly walked towards the back room. However, the strange thing is that this bowl of medicine seems to weigh a thousand pounds, so that she is not only heavy in her hands, but also her whole person, her steps are as heavy and slow as lead, but this short distance of more than a dozen steps seems to have become a thousand mountains and rivers.

Recalling what Fang Cai Qingyun Daoren said to herself, Pei Bao'er felt both sour and bitter in her heart.

She had just sat there thinking about it for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what kind of virtue she could be, and she deserved to be treated like this.

The person on the bed was still lying quietly, his face still pale, but there seemed to be a slight hint of blood on his lips compared to the time he saw him yesterday. Between breaths, the rise and fall of his chest was not weaker than in the previous days, and he looked more like a living person.

Pei Baoer originally wanted to wake him up to take the medicine, after all, Imperial Doctor Zhang said that this medicine must be taken on time, and the effect should be good at regular and quantitative times, but as soon as she came in to see him, she couldn't bear to wake him up.

She put the medicine aside, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the brocade quilt on his body, and was about to re-cover his arm that had rolled out of the quilt at some point, but suddenly moved.

Pei Bao'er looked at his face again, and saw that she was sleeping very poorly, and it was estimated that she would not wake up for a while, she bit her lip, stretched out a hand, timidly leaned over, touched his right hand, and then quickly retracted. Seeing that he really didn't react, he repeated the old trick and slowly put his hand on the back of his hand.

On the day of the first illness, the fat son called his father "indecent", and said that his father's body was as cold as ice, especially these hands. Later, she was here for a long time, and when she was serving him medicine, she happened to touch his hand, and it was really cold as ice, which was even more obvious compared to the warm porcelain bowl, and it had just come out of the bed.

It's cold outside the quilt today, and it's a little warm to the touch, although it's still very cold compared to her palms, but it's already much better.

It seems that this illness seems to be a little better, is it really that Qingyunzi?

Pei Bao'er relaxed slightly, and looked at him blankly for a long time, and suddenly there was a tile on the top of her head as if it was loose, and when there was a loud sound, she woke up as if she was in a dream, and hurriedly stuffed the patient's arm into the brocade quilt.

Unexpectedly, the big hand under the brocade quilt suddenly grabbed her hand steadily, which naturally seemed to be a dream move.

She withdrew her hand in surprise and looked at the man again.

I saw that the man's eyes were still closed, his face was unmoving, as if he was not awake, but the strength under his hands suddenly increased.

"The princess has been touching this for a long time, I don't know if this king's tofu is delicious?"