Chapter 58

"If you think so much about him, why don't you go back to him? You stupid woman, I think you're the one who is really crazy?" Fan Yun was so angry by Ru Mo that he couldn't help but say in a gloomy voice.

After Ru Mo smiled and wiped away the wet sweat and tears on her cheeks, she sighed, "Fan Yun, do you know? I'm a very proud woman, so I can't let myself be broken, or even go back to Xiao Yan blind, take me away, let's stay away from the palace, and go anywhere. ”

"Are you really willing to come with me?" Fan Yun asked angrily. Seeing her nodding, he stretched out his hand in distress and touched the blood on her forehead, "Okay, let's go!"

The morning light is faint, reflected on the lake with thousands of miles of smoke, and a little golden light jumps on the water surface, and a small bird with white feathers and red beak flies lightly.

Fan Yun ripped off his shirt and got wet, wiped Ru Mo's face, and said softly; "I'll go find a carriage in a while, let's go to 'Wuyang', my ancestral home is in Wuyang, Nanxiang, it's a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, you must like it there."

"There are also poets there, such as scholars as learned as Fan Daxue......" Ru Mo said this, paused, smiled and asked again; Fan Yun, is it worth giving up the great future in the imperial city?"

"Then you gave up King Liang, is it worth it?" Fan Yun asked in a low voice.

Ru Mo's face froze, and she coughed weakly, Fan Yun was anxious in her heart, no longer pursuing the topic just now, hugged Ru Mo horizontally, frowned; "Walk further, and when you get to the market, there should be Lang Zhong."

"Ahem...... You don't need anything to ...... I'll just take a break......" Ru Mo subconsciously stopped, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart constantly shouting, don't go to Wuyang, that's not what you want, Leng Ru Mo.

As the morning breeze squeaked and swayed, a wooden board hung on the door with two big words on it: "Medical Hall"!

The room of this medical hall was very dark, and I saw that Na Langzhong looked at Ru Mo's face, checked the pulse, and said with a solemn expression; "This lady is poisoned, and the poison is still very deep."

"Is there a way to alleviate it?" Fan Yun asked quickly.

Lang Zhong slowly moved his eyes and looked at Fan Yun, "The way is to find an antidote, so that it can be relieved, otherwise it will ......"

"How else?" Fan Yun's heart suddenly hung in the air, and he asked sweatily with one hand.

Lang Zhong shook his head helplessly and spoke; "Otherwise, it will be more than a month, and ten days less, if this lady's poison can't be solved, I'm afraid that there is no way to return to heaven!"

An ominous premonition swept through Fan Yun's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally said; "I'm still saying that, is there a way to alleviate it?"

"The best way is to find an antidote, the so-called relief is also a symptom but not a cure, in the current situation of Mrs., it is already very serious, if you want to relieve, you can only take some heat and detoxification medicine first, suppress the spread of toxins, to delay a time, so as to find the antidote." Lang Zhong said while writing the recipe.

Fan Yun untied a piece of jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Lang Zhong, "This is the best mutton fat white jade, you pawn it, hire a carriage for us, and prepare some dry food, and the rest will be used as the medicine just now, is it enough?"

Lang Zhong took the jade pendant, was stunned for a moment, and then said happily; "Enough, enough, I've opened a medical clinic for most of my life, and I haven't encountered such a good jade." After stuffing the jade pendant into the cuff, he took out a brown bottle from the cabinet, "I also have some qi boosting pills here, when the lady can't catch the qi, you can eat one, it will be more comfortable." ”

Fan Yun held the small medicine bottle tightly, and suddenly smiled, there was endless desolation in his smile, "Little Jasmine, are you really willing to go with me?"

A round of white sun hung limply in the sky, and in the cold glow of the sun, a carriage galloped. Ru Mo curled up in a ball, and then began to tremble. Fan Yun was suddenly more afraid of the future than he had ever been.......

Fan Yun hugged Ru Mo with one hand, and with one hand she picked up the medicinal juice in a panic and sent it to Ru Mo's mouth, she opened her mouth, and the medicinal juice poured in, but it flowed out along the corners of her mouth, staining her clothes.

Ru Mo didn't open her eyes from beginning to end, her condition seemed to be getting worse and worse, she was delirious, her face was blue, her whole body was convulsed, and she moaned in pain.

Fan Yun put down the medicine pot, reached out to touch Ru Mo's forehead, retracted his hand suddenly, looked at the wet sweat on his hand in horror, picked up the medicine pot again, lowered his head and drank a big mouthful of medicine.

Ru Mo only felt that her nose was pinched by a warm hand, and she couldn't help but open her mouth, and a stream of sweet medicinal juice poured straight in, choking and coughing loudly, panting loudly, and muttering dreamily; Xiao Yan ....... Take Mo'er away........ Take Mo'er away....... Xiao Yan....... Xiao Yan ........"

Listening to the truest voice in Ru Mo's heart, a smile that seemed to be melancholy and sadness appeared on Fan Yun's face. He stared at the wall of the carriage, pursed his thin lips, and his voice sank, with a faint sense of loss, "Little Jasmine, I finally know that in your heart, there is only one place, and that position can only be left to one person forever!"

In the sound of the rolling wheels, suddenly the coachman shouted at Fan Yun in a deep voice; "Childe, did you offend someone? Looks like some people have been following our carriage?"

Fan Yunjun's face was slightly cold, he stepped forward and pulled down the curtain of the carriage, and glanced at the horses riding on both sides of him, each of them dressed in a very well-dressed manner, wearing a long sword at his waist, and his expression was cold, these people didn't seem to have the intention of avoiding.

"Who are you?" Fan Yun's cold and vigilant gaze met a ....... with an arrogant face, a slender figure, and a token in his hand Looking at the person who looked like a leader or a general, he asked.

I saw that the man slowly dismounted with low eyebrows, walked to Fan Yun's side, and said with his hands crossed; "My master asked Master Fan to go back, and the master said, 'Mrs. Mo is sick, it is better to go home for healing, not suitable for bumps'."

Fan Yun raised his head angrily, frowned slightly, and said slowly; "What if I, Fan Yun, don't obey?"

"The master said that Master Fan is a smart person and knows what he should do, so he doesn't need to say much. Please also ask Master Fan not to disappoint my master, if you have to fight each other, it will also disturb Mrs. Mo in the car, which none of us can afford. The leader's expression was indifferent, there was no wave in his eyes, and he only replied respectfully to Fan Yun.

Fan Yun's cold gaze swept over the leader's face, and his voice was faint, "The carriage turned around." There was a bit of majesty in his words, and his expression was even more condescending.

In the carriage, Ru Mo, who had been unconscious, didn't know what was going on outside, she was distracted, she kept coughing up blood clots from her mouth, and her lips became darker and darker.

Fan Yun hugged Ru Mo in a trance, squeezed out a smile in panic, and called softly; "Little Jasmine, wake up....... You can't sleep....... If you fall asleep....... You'll never wake up again....... So please....... Don't sleep!"

The leaves rattled, and Fan Yun's voice continued to come, "Little Jasmine, don't sleep, I'll compose a poem for you, okay?" Luoyang City East and West, long and long. In the past, the snow was like flowers, and now the flowers are like snow......."

Ru Mo's eyelids twitched, mixed with the whimper of the wind blowing the leaves, and there was a bit of desolation, "Don't ....... Other........ Don't ........."

"Yes, this poem is called 'Don't Poem'!" Fan Yun said decisively, and then his voice became much softer, "Little Jasmine, I'm sorry, I can't take you to Wuyang, in fact, you don't really want to go to my hometown, do you?"

Ru Mo moved her dry lips as if she didn't hear it, tears flowed out of her eyes, and the next moment a confused fragment suddenly flashed in her mind, and in the wind and snow, there was a handsome face saying goodbye to her.......

"Cold ....... It's cold....... Cold ......." The light in the carriage gradually dimmed, and when the curtain was lowered, Ru Mo's body was not much warmer, but stiffer and colder, and her chapped lips kept emitting single syllables.

Fan Yun stuffed the stove into Ru Mo's hand, then hugged her tighter, and whispered in her ear; "Little Jasmine, you know what? There is another interesting thing, I didn't tell you, that is, when the concubine locked me and the emperor in the meditation room, a monk held scissors and wanted to shave for me and the emperor. You wake up and look at Fan Yun, now my head is shiny, Mo'er, wake up, don't sleep, why don't you open your eyes?"

No matter how many jokes Fan Yun told, how many poems he recited, and how many words he said, Ru Mo's eyelids were closed heavily, as if she would never wake up. When Fan Yun's mouth was dry and there was nothing to do, he leaned down and kissed her lips fiercely, her lips were cold, without a trace of anger, he let go of her lips, and gently stroked her cheek with one hand, a warm feeling.

Fan Yun's voice was low but full of emotion, and he said; "Mo'er, you have to hold on, he is also in a hurry....... I have always felt that King Liang is the kind of person who is calm and calm when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, and I feel that he has a natural kingly style, like the momentum between the ups and downs of all things in the world, which makes people unconsciously admire, but do you know? When Imperial Physician Wu hurriedly ran to say that you were kidnapped by the queen, he got on his horse and chased him out....... Just after we had galloped for a while, he suddenly tightened his rope and stopped, and in an instant several feathered arrows whizzed in, and he covered me, let me go to you first. ”

Ru Mo, who was clinging to Fan Yun's warm chest, snorted, tears flowed down her face and into her mouth, making her lips look less dry, and she closed her eyes and smiled warmly.

Fan Yun gently shook Ru Mo's shoulders in surprise, "Little Jasmine, you said that the concubine is dead, who will attack King Liang?" So when you wake up, there's a lot of stuff waiting for you, what are you? You've been trying to suppress your vulnerability and hide your true self in a decisive way!"

Ru Mo opened her eyes, imagining Xiao Yan's handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, her black pupils were radiant, and the last rays of the sunset cast on her face, softening her complexion, "I want to go back....... See....... Xiao ......." The last note was swallowed between her lips, mixed with a little heat.

Fan Yun was deeply aware in the low laughter that he had asked an idiotic question; "Little Jasmine, are you really willing to come with me?" The "other poem" was chanted again, and there was a chilling bone, "Luoyang City is east and west, and the long work is goodbye." In the past, the snow was like flowers, and now the flowers are like snow. ”