Chapter 115: Who Do You Want to Write To?

Seeing that the old palace master was struggling to support his body, Lan Qi hurriedly stepped forward and said hurriedly: "Palace master, you are not in good health now, so don't ......"

"No, I'm going to get up...... Help me upβ€”"

"However, the palace master ......"

"Help me upβ€”" The old palace master's voice trembled, and his eyes were very anxious.

Lan Qi couldn't resist him, so he could only reach out and support him, "...... Palace Master, what are you going to do? Let Lan Qi help you, right? ”

With Lan Qi's support, the old palace master stood up from the bed tremblingly, his body was as weak as a piece of tissue paper, and it would immediately float away as soon as the wind blew.

"Go...... I'm going to write ......"

The old palace master's trembling hand pointed to the desk, and a trace of suspicion flashed in Lan Qi's eyes.

It's all already like this?

Who else do you want to write to?

The old palace master was unsteady under his feet, and he could walk to the desk in a few steps, but he walked for a long time with Lan Qi's support.

Without allowing the old palace master to speak, Lan Qi consciously began to grind.

The thick bodily fluids blurred in the inkstone, and the old palace master took out the letter paper and brush with trembling hands.

But......

He has been bedridden for more than two years, and he has no strength in his body.

Pick up the pen!

I trembled for a long time, and I couldn't even write a whole word.

The ink smudged on the paper, and the old palace master was so angry that he tore up the letter paper in front of him with a palm.

Lan Qi didn't dare to say much, so he could only grind silently beside him.

Tear pull –

Another piece of paper is crumpled into a ball!

The old palace master was not reconciled, and continued to pick up the pen and wanted to write.

However......

His hands are weak!

Even if you have tried your best to control yourself, but ......

Still can't write a complete sentence!

When the paper was ravaged and thrown away again, Lan Qi interrupted him with a loud voice, "...... Palace Master, what do you want to write? Let me do it, shall we? ”

Glancing at Lan Qi beside him, the old palace master shook his head weakly.

That's it!

He still hasn't struggled!

Now he doesn't even have the strength to lift a pen?

Seeing that the old palace master did not react, Lan Qi called him again, "...... Palace master? ”

Bang Bang –

With the movement of the old palace master's hand, the brush was slammed on the table, and the thick ink stained the white paper below, he waved his hand lightly, and said weakly: "Forget it, don't write, go...... Go get that little brocade box in my cupboard! ”

Cabinet?

A small brocade box?

Hearing this, Lan Qi's gaze subconsciously looked to the side.

As soon as he walked over, the old palace master muttered another sentence and added, "By the way, take out the innermost bottle of medicine on the lower floor!" ”

What?

So mysterious?

After receiving instructions from the old palace master, Lan Qi quickly found the two things he said.

When she saw half a jade pendant lying in the small brocade box, the old palace master also looked at her and whispered, "You come here with your ears!" ”

"Oh!"

Although Lan Qi was suspicious, he still leaned his head over.

"Hmmm......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Good! ”

After just saying a few words, the old palace master carefully put the jade pendant in her hand, and told again: "After finding Wenwen, quickly take her away...... I can't protect you anymore, so be careful......"

Glancing at the jade pendant in his hand, Lan Qi's heart could be described as extremely complicated.

She bit her lower lip lightly and said seriously: "Don't worry, the palace master, I will definitely find a way to take the young master away......"

"Heyβ€”"

A heavy sigh overflowed from the old palace master's mouth, and his eyes also looked a little lonely and sad, "...... It's all my fault, luring the wolf into the house...... Lure the wolf into the house......"