The curtain of the car floated up with the oncoming wind, revealing a corner of the green hills outside the car, and the long stone road behind the retreat, like countless pictures, which were constantly rewinding.

In one corner of the picture, a black cloth towel is fluttering, turning into a flowing black light, gradually occupying the entire picture.

The picture turned bright, and the mottled sequins turned into very familiar small flowers, opening among the cliffs of Shanzhou, and a slightly rough but extraordinarily warm hand reached over and picked one.

The flowers are dried by the sun and sea breeze on the terrace on the roof of the house and mixed into the tea. The boiling water poured into the cup, and the tea leaves and dried flowers were swayed, and the golden amber sè appeared, and another hand reached out, held it up steadily, and placed it in front of him.

"Young master, let's have a cup of new tea brewed by Sisi, today is her first day of entry. Sister Dong'er, who hadn't seen her for a long time, had a gentle smile on her face, I don't know why, she didn't be a tofu shih h Tzu in Shanzhou today.

He shook his head, took the tea, sent it to the other side, looked at Wan'er, who was sitting next to him and was gnawing on the chicken legs, and said angrily: "Oily, you can eat it too, drink a cup of tea and clear your throat." ”

Wan'er didn't speak, but her sister, who was sitting on her right hand, laughed, and the faint worry between her eyebrows was gone, making her look very relieved.

"It's time to go. Wuzhu, whose face was covered with a black cloth, said coldly.

"Where are you going?" asked me subconsciously.

"Go see Miss. ”

"Good. Without the slightest objection, he stood up with great excitement and walked to the side of the bed to pick up his luggage, and the other one...... Black chest. But I don't know what's going on, this box is extremely heavy today, and I can't lift it no matter how I lift it, and I am sweating profusely.

............ A drop of sweat slipped down the corner of Fan Xian's forehead in a coma, dripping on the pillow, he opened a small gap in his eyes in a little confusion, looked at the eaves painting above him blankly, knowing that he was in a very strange room, he couldn't help but shudder, thinking:

"Could it be...... Wearing it again?"

If you die once, you have to wear it once, Fan Xian may prefer that he died more thoroughly last time, why bother to come to this world for a walk, see so many people, meet so many things, move so many feelings, give birth to reluctance, but leave again, but still remember.

Fan Xian's somewhat distracted gaze finally adapted to the light in the room, and began to learn to focus like a baby, and finally saw clearly that beside him, Wan'er's eyes had turned into red and swollen little peaches, clutching the corner of the sheets, biting her lower lip, and refusing to make a sound - it seemed that she was still alive, still in the world of Qingguo, but she didn't know where she was lying.

It was a little difficult to bow his head, but from the pain in his chest, he knew that his wound was not healed. At this time, the room was surrounded by those eunuchs with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, looking for something with panicked faces, pretending to be busy and sad, and at the door, a group of old men dressed in imperial doctor's clothes were talking to a middle-aged man mournfully.

"Your Majesty, the ministers really can't. ”

The middle-aged man said angrily: "If you can't save it, you will be buried with you!"

Fan Xian, who was in a semi-comatose state, looked at this scene, but couldn't help but sneer, but the corners of his lips didn't listen to his brain command.

He thought in his heart, this is indeed a very familiar line, but you, the emperor, will not be ruthless until I am about to die, and it seems that you are not very kind-compared to the current situation, Fan Xian subconsciously hopes that his father, Fan Shangshu, is yelling at the imperial doctor.

I wanted to reach out and pat the back of Wan'er's hand, but I didn't have the strength to move a little, there was no pain in my body, no place was not empty, he forcibly lifted his mind, but there was a buzzing in his head, and he fainted again.

―――――――――――――――――――――――― when Lord Vantis still had time to slander the emperor and comfort his wife, the whole of Kyoto was already in chaos.

The emperor is assassinated!

It is impossible to hide this matter from everyone in the world, so many people knew about it at dusk, but to the peace of mind of the people, His Majesty was not injured in this incident. But it didn't take long for news to come that Lord Xiao Fan, the secretary of the Supervision Yuan, was loyal to the monarch, heroically took action, and personally eliminated this great disaster, and then regardless of his weak body after being injured after illness, he pursued the assassin from the Hanging Temple into Beijing, and finally fell to the ground, seriously injured, and I don't know if he can survive!

Fan Xian's reputation among the people of Kyunga has always been good, and upon hearing the news, most of the residents of Kyoto expressed their sincere worries and heartfelt wishes with their rice bowls, and the people who carried lanterns to the Kyeongmiao Temple to pray for him at night actually lined up in a long line.

There were not a few lights on the Fan Mansion on Chengnan Street, and it was gloomy, and the people below were waiting for the news at a loss. After Fan Xian was injured, he was sent directly into the palace by the tiger guards, and after His Majesty returned to Beijing, he left Fan Xian in the palace after being seriously injured, so that the imperial doctors could not leave to watch, for His Majesty's expression, Fan Mansion felt taken for granted - Shao Nǎinǎi and Miss have entered the palace, and there is no news yet, but it is rumored that the eldest young master was stabbed and was seriously injured, and the imperial doctor did not have a good way for a while.

To everyone's surprise, Fan Jian, the head of the household, did not enter the palace, but just sat in his study, with a calm face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Having such a big incident, it was impossible for Chen Pingping to still watch the beautiful women singing and dancing in the Chen Garden in the suburbs, he sat in a wheelchair, returned to the Supervision Yuan, and began to investigate the assassination as soon as possible, and at the same time took over the bodies of the little eunuch and the Jiupin master who were captured on the Hanging Temple.

King Jing had already rushed into the palace, and the lord of Roujia stayed in the boudoir to cry.

I don't know how many little girls in Beijing are still sad.

............ The second prince closed the door of the palace, strictly forbidding anyone under him to inquire about any news and make any reaction, he knew that his current situation was very dangerous, and in this eventful time, any inappropriate move would bring disaster to himself.

The eldest prince was guarding outside the Guangxin Palace that rescued Fan Xian, pacing non-stop.

Yi Gui Concubine also led the three princes to stand outside Guangxin Palace, today's three princes' lives are equivalent to Fan Xian's saving, not to mention the relationship between Yi Gui Concubine and Fan Mansion, as a woman in the palace, she also knows what is reflected behind His Majesty's anger, and what kind of attitude she should express.

The queen did not come, and the prince of the East Palace only pretended to care for a few words at the Guangxin Palace, comforted Wan'er and Ruoruo a few words, and asked His Majesty to take the holy body first, and then returned to the East Palace.

According to other news, although the queen mother only sent Gonggong Hong to take a look, the old man was burning incense and praying for blessings in the small hall behind the Hanguang Hall at this time.

The news that Fan Xian was seriously injured and about to die made all the forces in Qingguo react closest to the truth, and they couldn't help but feel a little ridiculously cute.

............ Guangxin Palace used to be the residence of the eldest princess in the palace, and it was also the place where Fan Xian came to the palace when he first visited the palace at night, but he had never stayed in the palace, so the moment he woke up before, he didn't recognize that he was lying in the palace. Although Fan Xian was so seriously injured for His Majesty, it was a very unseemly thing for a courtier to be left in the palace to treat his injuries, but fortunately, he still had an identity as the son-in-law of the eldest princess.

With a squeak, the door of Guangxin Palace was pushed open, and the emperor walked out with a calm face, and glanced at Fan Ruoruo, who was crying beside him, with a slight tiredness between his eyebrows. Gonggong Yao said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, you go and rest first, Lord Xiao Fan has the imperial doctors here to treat him, it should be fine." ”

A cold light flashed in the emperor's eyes: "Those useless guys ......"

"Your Majesty, I want to go in and have a look. Fan Ruoruo held his mind steady and bowed to the emperor, "But...... The Imperial Doctor won't let me in. ”

"Huh?" the Emperor frowned, "Why?" he noticed that Miss Fan had a very ordinary suitcase at her feet.

Fan Ruoruo bit his lip and said: "My brother hasn't woken up, but Huwei said that let me take the antidote pills that he commonly uses in Pingrì, presumably he knew it before he fell into a coma, but the imperial doctor didn't ...... Take my word for it. ”

The emperor stood silently on the steps, the imperial doctor naturally had his own procedures for curing diseases, and it was normal to refuse Fan Ruoruo's medicine. But the emperor at this time is different from many years ago...... It seems that for the first time, he found that among so many sons, only the one in him is the most promising, and only the one in him is not thinking about his position...... On the Hanging Temple, at such a critical juncture, if Fan Xian's first choice was to save the emperor regardless of life and death, I was afraid that the suspicious emperor would still be wary of Fan Xian, because that kind of action might be that he was a powerful minister - he wanted to show his loyalty to a monarch - and a person who was an emperor would never believe in visible loyalty.

But the question is...... Fan Xian chose to save the third child first!

If you dig deeper, the Metropolitan Procuratorate can even impeach Fan Xian for disobedience based on this detail. It's just that the emperor is not an ordinary person, but from this detail, he thinks that he can see clearly that under the extremely deep surface of Fan Xianchengfu, there is still a gentle and benevolent heart...... Just like the woman back then.

What's funny is that Fan Xian didn't think like this at all at that moment, the problem is that the emperor didn't know.

Therefore, the emperor was very pleased.

After knowing that Fan Xian was seriously injured and about to die, he had not wavered in the slightest heart for many years, and finally had a little trembling, and even began to wonder if he was too extreme in his treatment of Fan Xian, and after self-doubt, he felt a trace of unreasonable jealousy towards Fan Jian, a trace of anger that could not be declared to the sky - such an excellent young man, why ...... It can only be your son?

How many sons do you have?......?? Too small, as for the crown prince? The emperor sneered in his heart, thinking to himself, did this little bastard think that I didn't see you deliberately stepping on that wine glass?

So he left Fan Xian in the palace, on the one hand, in order to save Fan Xian as much as possible, and on the other hand, it was also a kind of negative feelings in the bones of a middle-aged man. Fan Jian, who grew up with him since he was a child, may be very clear about His Majesty's psychological process, so when his son was seriously injured, he did not enter the palace, but just stayed in the study of Fan's mansion very gloomily.

――――――――――――――――――――――― His Majesty summoned, the imperial physician was leading an imperial doctor who was resting for a while out of the palace gate, and replied with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, the blood outside has stopped, but the knife has injured Lord Fan's internal organs. ”

The emperor raised his chin slightly and gestured to Fan Ruoruo's storage: "Why don't you let Miss Fan enter the palace?"

Even at this time, the Imperial Physician did not forget to maintain his professional jīng god, and frowned: "Those pills don't know what the ingredients are...... The assassin's knife was soaked in poison, but the poison was not analyzed clearly, so he didn't dare to eat it indiscriminately, for fear of ......"

"I'm afraid of a fart!" At this time, Jing Wangye, who had been sitting on a chair at the bottom of the stairs, rushed up, snapped, and slapped the Taiyi Zheng's cheek, and scolded: "Lao Tzu gave you two hours! If you don't talk about reviving people, you must at least save Fan Xian! As long as he wakes up, with his medical skills, he is much more reliable than you bad old man!"

The Imperial Doctor was slapped in the face, and he was so dizzy and angry that he couldn't say anything at all.

The emperor was about to reprimand King Jing for his improper behavior, but listening to these words, his heart moved, and he felt that it was really very reasonable, now that Fei Jie is not in Beijing, when it comes to detoxification and healing, I am afraid that no one is more powerful than Fan Xian, frowning and saying: "Anyway, think about it first, and wake up Fan Xian!"

As soon as the words came out, the emperor realized that Fan Xian was really an all-rounder, and if he wasn't worried that he and the princes had been poisoned by cigarettes and threw the medicine bag on the floor, he was afraid that even if he was invaded by the assassin's sword poison, he would not end up in this field - and thinking of Fan Xian's benefits, he couldn't help but sigh again in his heart, and said secretly, if this child's mother ...... If it weren't her, how nice that would be.

He shook his head and went back to the imperial study under the guidance of the eunuchs.

After receiving the holy decree of His Majesty, King Jing led Fan Ruoruo, pushed the guards at the door of the palace, and didn't care about the hard work of those imperial doctors, and went directly to the bedside.

Wan'er's eyes were red and swollen, and she didn't say a word, just held Fan Xian's somewhat cold hand, and looked blankly at Fan Xian's pale face after being unconscious, as if she didn't even know who was coming behind her.

Fan Ruoruo looked at this scene, her heart was slightly sad, but she immediately turned into a firm, she believed that her amazing brother could not die so simply.

"Wake him up. King Jing no longer looks like a flower farmer, but like a decisive general, squinting his eyes and saying: "If it is useless to take medicine, I will cut off one of his fingers." ”

Fan Ruoruo didn't seem to hear this, and directly took out several wooden boxes of different sizes from the suitcase.

King Jing said: "You know...... Which one should I eat?" I can't help but be careless, after all, the imperial doctors are not completely stupid, and there is some truth in what they said, if the pill is taken wrong, the ghost knows what the effect will be, maybe Fan Xian, who is dying at this time, will burp directly!

Fan Ruoruo nodded, and calmly took out a pale yellow pill from the wooden box, which had an extremely spicy taste.

She handed the pill to her sister-in-law's hand, the two girls were both ice and snow smart people, after Lin Wan'er's palm trembled, she didn't need to ask more, she put it directly in her mouth and began to chew it quickly, and took the warm water handed by the eunuch, and took a sip to make the medicine in her mouth thinner.

The imperial doctors, who were curious and nervous onlookers on the side, knew that these two bold girls were preparing to inject medicine, and they couldn't stop it anyway, so one of them hurriedly stepped forward and used a special wooden tool to pry open Fan Xian's teeth.

Lin Wan'er lowered her head and fed her.

King Jing, who had been watching silently, suddenly stretched out a palm, slapped Fan Xian's chest, and then went down.

Then, the crowd began to wait nervously.

I don't know how long it took, Fan Xian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then opened them, but his eyes were a little weak.

............ "Master Fan is awake!"

The eunuch who had already been interested shouted and went out of the palace to report to His Majesty the Emperor, and the inside and outside of the palace suddenly became lively.

Fan Xian's first thought when he really woke up after being injured was: "There must be many people who will be disappointed." ”

Then he looked at the familiar faces around him who were nervous, excited, and sad, and said softly, "Pillow." ”

Wan'er clenched her fists, her lips were closed, she seemed to be nervous and couldn't speak, so she took a pillow and put it on the back of his neck, knowing that Xianggong wanted to see the injury on his chest, so he went to pad another one to make his head higher.

Ruoruo had already moved a bright candlestick over, shining extremely brightly on his miserable chest after being injured.

Fan Xian closed his eyes, first let the spicy medicinal power gradually spread in his body, and improved his jīng power, which had withered to the extreme, before slowly opening his eyes and looking towards his chest.

The wound is not deep, and the position is a little downward, looking at the chest, it should actually be at the upper end of the stomach, the imperial doctors have handled the external injuries very well, and Fan Xian can't find anything wrong.

But he knew that his stomach should have been punctured, and he was still bleeding slowly, and his true qi had completely dispersed, and it was impossible for him to heal himself by relying on his true qi...... If you let the bleeding in your body continue, you probably won't be able to survive tonight, with the medical level of this world, there is really nothing you can do about the injury of internal organs, no wonder the imperial doctor.

"Wiped. "His jīng power allowed him to issue orders only briefly.

Fan Ruoruo didn't even think about it, so he directly took the boiled coarse cloth and wiped off all the medicinal powders on his brother's chest, which caused the onlookers to exclaim.

Not surprisingly, the wound on his chest began to ooze blood again.

"Needle. Fan Xian spit out a word lightly, and his barely able hand shook his wife's cold hand with his backhand.

If you take out a few long needles. Fan Xian's eyes turned slightly to the side, looked at King Jing on the side and said: "Tiantu, Qimen, Yufu, Guan Yuan, two points into the needle." ”

The next needle needs the blessing of true qi, and at this time, he is beside him...... It seems that only Prince Jing has this ability, Fan Xian guessed clearly after waking up, the palm that sent the medicine into the abdomen before, I don't know how many years of practice of the majestic true qi. King Jing was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would also be a doctor, so he took the thin long needle according to his words, and pierced it in turn with some nervousness on the acupoint pointed by Fan Xian.

The needle penetrated into the skin, and the blood stopped, and the surrounding imperial doctors were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

............" three places. Fan Xianwei said weakly to King Jing.

King Jing immediately understood that the three departments of the Supervision Yuan were the best at making drugs, and he and His Majesty were concerned about it, so he forgot to let them enter the palace to detoxify Fan Xian, so he hurriedly left the palace and asked people to pass on the three departments of the Supervision Yuan to enter the palace to save the sick and cure people.

Unexpectedly, the people of the three places had already been waiting outside the palace, and the leaders of the three places asked for orders several times to enter the palace to save Fan Xian, but tonight there was a mess in the palace, and a few people in the commander of the forbidden army were summoned by the Supervision Yuan for questioning, but no one dared to ask His Majesty, and naturally no one dared to let them enter the palace.

At this time, King Jing passed the decree on behalf of His Majesty, and the people of the Supervision Institute finally breathed a sigh of relief, entered the palace gate directly, and rushed to the Guangxin Palace. The people in the three places brought a lot of things, and they seemed to be metal objects, and Fan Xian, who was lying on the bed, listened to this voice, but it sounded as if he was listening to the sound of Yu Zhilun.

The three leaders are the disciples of Senior Brother Fei Jie, that is, Fan Xian's senior brother, and Fan Xian has always gotten along very well in the Supervision Academy, at this time, seeing the senior brother lying on the bed miserably, his face suddenly sank, he walked to Fan Xian's side, and put a finger on his wrist.

Everyone, including the Imperial Doctor, stared at him nervously.

After a while, the leaders of the three places nodded, looked at Fan Xian and said, "Senior Brother's pill is already excellent...... However, this poison is from the same vein as Dongyi City, try the one prepared in the courtyard. ”

Fan Xian's heart moved slightly, and he took the medicine according to his words, I don't know if it was a psychological factor, and his god suddenly felt better.

The so-called three major poison masters in the world, Fei Jie is one of them, Sean is the second, and one is a strange person from Dongyi City, among these three people, Fei Jie has the widest range of knowledge and undoubtedly the strongest ability, but the poison masters, the materials and styles of making poison are strongly different, such as Sean is biased towards animal fat and gland secretion, and Fei Jie is biased towards plant pulp, which also affects Fan Xian. The poison fed on the assassin's dagger is the saltpeter mine poison faction of the Dongyi City faction, the two factions are not in the same style, and it is very troublesome to want to detoxify it, how can there be a standing antidote in the courtyard?

Therefore, Fan Xian knew that this pill must have been sent into the palace to detoxify himself in the name of his senior brother, but he was only intoxicated with poison research all year round, so he seemed to be a little tenacious, but he obviously didn't think of this.

The toxins fade away, and all that remains is the injuries on the internal organs. Looking at the detoxification skills of the Supervision Academy, the imperial doctors finally admired it a little, but they were still very curious about how this Fan Tisi and the three places were going to deal with the wounds in their bodies.

"Senior brother, I brought all the tools you asked the department to prepare before, how do you use them?" The leaders of the three departments themselves don't seem to know the function of those things.

Fan Xian looked at the bloody hole under his chest, gasped and said, "I need someone who is particularly bold...... You also need someone with a particularly steady hand. ”

The leaders of the three places have been dealing with poisonous dead people all year round, and I don't know how many years they have watched the scene of disembowelment, so they are naturally bold enough, and as for the people with particularly stable hands? These officials in the three places seem to be able to deal with it.

But...... Fan Ruoruo stubbornly stood in front of the bed and said, "I'll come." ”