Chapter Forty-Six: The Life of the Water Vein

Soon after the sun set, the western sky was still burning with an orange-red sunset. The earth was also dyed red by the glow.

Dongfang Hong and Shui Wei came to an inn and stopped.

Dongfang Hong suggested: "Miss Shuimai, it's getting late, we will stay in this Yuanlai Inn today." Let's wait until tomorrow. ”

The water vein smiled and nodded.

Early in the morning, Shui Mai came to say goodbye to Dongfanghong. She thought about returning to Ning Cui Pavilion as soon as possible, it had been a while since she left home, go back and have a look, and ask her subordinates to help inquire about the news by the way.

She stood outside the Dongfang Red Room and knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response.

"Lord Dongfang, are you in there?" The sound of the water veins was loud outside.

The water veins hesitated, could it be that they hadn't gotten up yet? She thought, why don't you go first. So, she went to find the shopkeeper.

Shui Mai hadn't spoken to the shopkeeper yet, asking him to convey the matter of 'she left first' on his behalf. The shopkeeper said something that surprised her first.

"Little second brother, what did you just say?" Shui Pulse didn't believe his ears a little, and stared at him with big watery eyes.

The shopkeeper was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Girl, I didn't lie to you." The guest officer who was with you yesterday had a fever last night, and I took care of him for one night. If you don't believe me, come with me. ”

Shui Mai was anxious, and asked as he walked: "Little second brother, why didn't you tell me last night?" ”

"I don't think it's convenient for you to be a girl."

"Little second brother, thank you. You're so kind-hearted. The water vein sank his heart, calmed down, and thanked the shopkeeper politely.

Pushing open the door, as Xiao Er said, Dongfang Hong was lying on the bed, hoarse, his eyes were wide, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, his face was red, his whole body seemed to be steaming, his head was sloppy, and he seemed to be sore and weak all over his body.

Shui Mai walked over, touched his forehead with his hand, and secretly shocked, "Oh no, why is your forehead so hot?" Then sink his veins, and his veins.

A series of actions of the water vein made the shopkeeper fuss. His eyes were staring straight to the ground, and his jaw was about to drop to the ground: "Girl, do you know how to heal?" ”

Shui Pulse shook his head with a smile. The shopkeeper looked at her with even more surprise.

Men and women are not close to each other, if they are not doctors, how can they contact people so casually?

The shopkeeper didn't know that the girl in the water vein was a person who practiced martial arts, and the children of the rivers and lakes were mostly heroic and unrestrained.

The shopkeeper's words caused the sadness of the water vein, if only Miss Lan was there.

She took some silver and gave it to the shopkeeper and asked him to ask for a smarter doctor.

After the doctor came to see it, he said that there was no major problem. It's just that I'm too tired and have too much energy, as long as I recuperate well, it's fine for a few days.

A few days ago, Dongfang Hong guarded Chu Tiankuo, helped him exercise to force drugs, and infused him with true qi, which consumed a lot of essence and became ill.

Although Dongfang Hong is a hero, he is still no different from ordinary people when he gets sick. The same need to take medicine, the same need to be taken care of. Shui Mai went to the inn kitchen every day to personally boil medicine for him, serve him tea and pour water, and take care of him carefully.

After taking a lot of medicine, the fever had already subsided, but Dongfanghong couldn't get out of bed. He lay in bed for three whole days.

Shui Mai called the doctor outside the door and asked quietly, "Doctor, why hasn't he been well for so many days?" ”

The doctor frowned, puzzled: "It stands to reason that he has been well a long time ago." He's just an ordinary illness. As for why he can't get out of bed yet, I'm afraid you'll have to ask him yourself. Girl, there are other patients waiting for my consultation, so I will take my leave. ”

Shui Mai entered Dongfanghong's room again, and heard Dongfanghong talking in a daze on the bed. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. She took a silk handkerchief to carefully wipe his sweat, and stared at Dongfanghong suspiciously with a pair of big eyes. Dongfanghong took the opportunity of being sick and confused to hold the hand of the water vein.

Shui Mai was embarrassed all of a sudden, and whispered with a red face: "Lord Dongfang, do you feel better?" If you're okay anymore. We said goodbye. ”

Dongfang Hong opened his eyes at once. After the fever subsided, he was cured. I lay in bed for so many days, just to buy more time to get along with the water vein. He enjoys being taken care of by his sweetheart.

Dongfang Hong seemed to have lied and been exposed, his face flushed, he smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at Shui Mai and asked, "Shui Mai girl, what are you doing in such a hurry?" ”

Shui Pulse turned his head away from his hot gaze: "I want to find a fortune teller to see the ghost, ask for the elixir, and save the incense." ”

"You've seen him in person?" Dongfanghong asked again.

The water vein replied briefly: "No." ”

"In this case, I will go with you to find it. I know a little bit about him. Maybe I'll find him soon. Dongfang Hong breathed quickly and sat up from the bed.

Shui Mai's suspicious gaze swept over him: "Lord Dongfang, is your illness okay?" ”

Dongfang Hong sneered, and reluctantly thought of an excuse for both: "My body is not in the way, it is important to save the cigarettes first." ”

Shui Wei has always been magnanimous, and she doesn't mind Dongfang Hong deceiving him at all.

Dongfanghong really didn't say anything big. Soon, Feng Nanyang was found in the Chunfeng Building.

Dongfang Hong saw Feng Nanyang, and the two were not surprised. It was as if Feng Nanyang was waiting for him there. Shui Mai wondered in his heart, how could the world's famous masters in the rivers and lakes actually like to visit the Qinglou. This is really flattering.

The big is hidden in the city, and the small is hidden in the forest. For Feng Nanyang, Qinglou has all kinds of people, and it is relatively easy to inquire about the news.

Shui Mai stared at Feng Nanyang with a focused face and said, "Senior Feng, can you give me an elixir, a friend of mine, his life is on the line." ”

Feng Nanyang touched his beard and told her regretfully: "There are only three elixirs. My master left me one, and I have already given it to a girl. I wasn't interested in medicine, only a little bit in martial arts and fortune telling. No superfluous elixir was developed. ”

The disappointment in Shui Mai's eyes was clear, and he said in a daze: "One is passed on to you, one is passed on to Doctor Lan, and what about the other one?" ”

Feng Nanyang replied: "There is another one for my little junior sister Li Chourong." ”

Who is Li Chourong? Shui Mai just wanted to ask.

Dongfang Hong was well-informed, and interjected: "Doctor Li who is as famous as Doctor Lan? It's a long way from here, and I am afraid I won't be able to catch it in time for ten days and a half months. ”

Shui Mai's eyes widened, and his face was bitter: "What about the smoke?" She's already poisoned, and she won't last that long. If she eats the elixir herself, why bother like this......"

Feng Nanyang raised his eyebrows when he heard it: "The cigarette incense you said, but the girl I gave her the elixir that day?" ”

Shui Wei was in a heavy mood and nodded silently.

Feng Nanyang stroked his beard, squinted and smiled: "Everything has a certainty. There are people who have done evil in previous lives and suffer in this life. There are those who do good deeds in this world and enjoy happiness in the next. This is her calamity. I see that she is kind-hearted, although she is said to have a disaster star, but there are nobles around her to help, and she will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune. It's just a matter of physical and mental suffering. Girl, don't be too anxious. ”

Dongfang Hong was surprised and delighted: "Senior Feng, you can look at the face!" Can you see the face of the girl in the water vein? ”

Feng Nanyang touched his beard, smiled lightly and nodded.

Shui Mai wrote the word 'Su' on the paper.

Feng Nanyang asked, "What does the girl measure?" ”

Shui Vein's face turned red.

"Feelings." Dongfanghong answered for her.

Feng Nanyang pondered for a while, frowned, and said lukewarmly: "Su Zi: Grass Head, your current relationship is very sloppy, and you are also very confused. The homonym is for the book, and the book is often changed. It can be seen that the other party doesn't care too much about you. It can also be seen as losing, and if you don't break it early, it's still bad in the end. The organizer, the two of them are blocking it together. There is a fate to know each other, but there is no fate to stay together. ”

Dongfang Hong and Shui Vein's faces changed greatly.

Feng Nanyang continued: "It is not easy for the family to have no fate, and it should be said that it is two or three times. Even if you are reluctant to get married, I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream. ”

Feng Nanyang was not wrong at all. Perhaps, she and Chu Tiankuo are really inseparable. She was dumbfounded, completely unresponsive, only felt that her surroundings were empty, and her heart felt like thousands of ants crawling past.

Feng Nanyang finally didn't say any more. He took out the portrait and asked the water vein if he had seen the person in the portrait.

Dongfang Hong blinked his eyes like a water vein, and made a look, and the water vein tacitly agreed.

She shook her head, pretending not to know: "Senior Feng, I haven't seen anyone in this painting. ”

Since this is the case, Feng Nanyang no longer asks too much.

The two said goodbye to Feng Nanyang.

Feng Nanyang's words have always been remembered in Shui Mai's mind.

When they came to the secluded street, Shui Wei looked at Dongfang Hong with a serious expression: "Lord Dongfang, what's going on?" ”

Dongfang Hong made it clear to her. Feng Nanyang's identity is that of the minister, and he is ordered to find the lost prince. He went to see the prefect and explained everything in detail. Dongfang Hong is a fast catcher, and he has read countless people, Feng Nanyang left him his own contact location, and once there is news, he will notify him.

Shui Mai asked again: "The person on the portrait is so similar to Chu Tiankuo, why do you want to hide Senior Feng?" ”

Dongfang Hong thought deeply: "Now, Chu Tian is destined to commit a lawsuit. If the identification is wrong, will it not harm him? Who can afford the crime of deceit? ”

A thought flashed through Shui Mai's mind, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Could it be that Xiangye's pursuit and killing of Chu Tiankuo has something to do with his life experience?" Could it be that he is the crown prince? ”

Dongfang Hong was noncommittal: "Everything will wait until I see Chu Tiankuo." ”

The two said goodbye.