"Mrs. Gu,"

Fu Qing bowed slightly to the gentle and atmospheric woman on one side,

"The little boy's illness is very likely to be caused by phlegm and fire, if it is correct, one post can be cured to get rid of the disease. However, this is rare and does not rule out the possibility of diagnostic error. Look, do you want to let the little boy drink the medicine? ”

When Mrs. Gu heard this, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked extremely hesitant, as if she couldn't make up her mind.

Fu Qing knew in his heart that the city lord and his wife only had an only son under their knees, and they must not want him to make a mistake, thinking of this, he gently persuaded,

"Generally speaking, the prescription for clearing heat is not strong, but the medicine has three points of toxin, so it is best for Madam Gu to discuss it with the city lord."

This thought coincided with what Madam Gu was thinking, she immediately nodded, and said very politely,

"Then please wait here for a while, and I'll go find Chengyi."

Not long after Mrs. Gu left, Fu Qing also walked out. After asking the people of the ancient mansion for directions, he went to the other end.

After half a cup of tea, Fu Qing came out of the thatched house and felt refreshed.

She walked back the way she had come, looking at the structure of the ancient mansion.

The ancient mansion covers a wide area, and the courtyard rockery pond is much larger than the Zhu mansion, and smaller than the Jing mansion, but it is not far away.

This sect Fu Qing is a little puzzled, the power of the city lord of the country can be compared with the right side of the lone sheep? It all sounds incredible.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a dark shadow flashed on the road ahead. Fu Qing's eyes were sharp, even if she was far away, she recognized it.

Pitch black, like a block of coal, who is it not the lion tiger general?

As soon as Fu Qing saw him, his eyes turned red, and a raging fire burned in his chest. That man hurt Fu Ning, and this revenge cannot be avenged.

She tapped on her tiptoes and quickly followed. Fu Qing had seen this person's skills that day, and he was not inferior to himself in the slightest, so he was afraid of losing it, so he accelerated his strength.

I saw that the man flashed into a small courtyard, she deliberately stayed for a while, and then followed.

Fu Qing doesn't plan to come hard, if he talks about fighting alone, even if his skills are comparable, the natural difference in physical strength between men and women is doomed to defeat.

The old man gave her some poison to defend herself, which would come in handy.

As soon as Fu Qingfu entered the courtyard door, a bright and dangling big knife stabbed out from the side of the door, carrying the sound of a strong wind, coming towards him. She was startled, and quickly rolled backwards, avoiding the attack.

But the person is in the past, and a few strands of inky hair fall slowly, which shows its thrilling. Fu Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and estimated that he had been hit by this knife, and his nose was about to be cut off.

In a short moment, the swift figure like a leopard pounced, and the wind swept downward, grabbing her slender wrist.

Fu Qing quickly blocked with his arm, and the man turned around again to grab her arm. The two attacked and defended, and they were in a stalemate for a while.

"Follow me."

Behind the dark armor, there was a deliberately suppressed urgency. Fu Qing was stunned, the movements of his hands slowed down, and he was held by the man by the arm and taken into the wing room at the back of the courtyard.

When he entered the door, the man looked around very carefully, and only then did he close the door after making sure that no one saw him.

Fu Qing seemed to have completely forgotten that this person was still her enemy who fought with her life, and then sat down at the table in a daze, unconsciously clenching the tablecloth of Baihua Sujin, and her nails were white.

"Why?"

Her eyes were full of incomprehension, anger, resentment and many other emotions, and the extremely complex light of her eyes shot straight at the person behind the armor.

The man was completely gone, silent for a moment, and then sat down on the side, took the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, put it in front of her, and said in a dumb voice,

"Senior sister's kung fu is really handsome, it's only been a year since I was separated, and I'm almost up to me."

Fu Qing's eyes were slightly red, and he raised his hand to wave the teacup to the ground, with a crisp sound, and the sleeves of Yuebai's clothes were also stained with water.

"Why did you send me to Zhufu? Why not say goodbye? Why do you want to fight the Jiang family's army? Why get involved in the flames of war? Why blood on your hands? ”

Her chest, at this time, was still pressed by a thousand pounds of boulders, and she was out of breath in pain. Word by word, like thunder, he asked clearly and painfully,

"Why, what, what, want, kill, me?"

The man's muscular body shook violently, and he removed his jet-black helmet, revealing a familiar face. As soon as the clouds parted, the burly man didn't seem to have changed much.

But, when did the original intention not change?

Fu Qing's eyes were scorching, like a sharp blade. Fu Chen's heart trembled, as if there was something unspeakable, and he wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, he explained softly,

"Senior sister, I didn't want to kill you, I'm not the only one who is the lion and tiger general."

But even if Fu Qing listened to this explanation, the heart lake was still boiling, and he couldn't calm down at all, and then asked sharply,

"Isn't that senior brother in the company of people who have murderous intentions against me?"

Fu Qing was very puzzled before this, why was that General Laoshizi, Fang Yice came immediately, and the shot was a powerful killing move.

She was not an accomplice of the thief in the first place, and if she took 10,000 steps back, even if she was an accomplice, she was only guilty of stealing, and the crime should not be punished. But that person was indiscriminately cut down with a knife, and if it were an ordinary person, the bones would already be cold.

Fu Chen was dumbfounded by the rebuttal, and said very firmly,

"I'm not going to let you get hurt."

"But he hurt Fu Ning!"

"That's what Fu Ning deserves!"

Fu Chen's voice was raised in a high tone, and on Fu Qing's always gentle face, it was rare to show anger and fierceness. But when he saw Fu Qing's pretty face covered with frost in an instant, he sighed and said,

"I didn't hurt my muscles and bones, but I suffered some flesh and skin, and that kid from Fu Ning could stand it."

Fu Qing looked at him in disbelief.

Senior Brother Fu Chen shouldn't be like this.

When her brother took her into the mountains, he met an injured deer and would apply herbs to it and let it go back to the forest.

He was always helping the poor people at the foot of the mountain, and those farmers were grateful to him, and every time he returned to the valley, he would bring back many things that could not be dismissed from the farmers' gifts.

Her brother was a baby left behind by the war, and he hated the smoke of war, and he said that he would rather stay in Foggy Hollow for the rest of his life, without quarrel with the world, and at ease.

Her senior brother is jealous and hateful, chivalrous and courageous, and is a hero in Liu'er's mouth.

But the man in front of him, mixed with corpses and death, returned covered in blood. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, but now, even if she seriously injured her fellow disciples with a sharp blade, she can be so light-hearted, and the iron-hearted heart that has been baptized by cruel war and is like a cold light and cold wind can almost be imagined.

Fu Qing stood up in a trance, feeling that there was no need to ask any more.

"Senior sister."

Seeing that her face was different, Fu Chen was anxious, and she also stood up. Fu Qing didn't hear it, opened the door and stepped out, his slender back revealing determination.

Fu Qing didn't leave the house here, she still had important things to do. She didn't walk for a while before she saw Mr. Yan standing outside the wing. Seeing her, his brows loosened and he greeted her.

"Doctor Fu, it's good that you didn't leave. The city lord is waiting for you in the little boy's room. ”