The night was quiet, and Gongsun Yan was wrapped in a cloak and stood in front of the courtyard under the light of the lantern.

Although it was only August, frost had already formed on the grass blades in the courtyard.

Liu Hui, who also lived in the courtyard of the chief, also came here with a jacket on his shoulder.

The old man was woken up at night, and his spirit was a little sluggish, and Gongsun Yan said to him: "Mr. Zihui, please leave the affairs of the county to you." ”

Liu Hui did not hesitate and gave up his promise.

Gongsun Yan only verbally handed over one or two important matters at hand, and did not do much else.

She will be back in two days at most.

The main thing is to listen to what Gongsun Jing wants to explain to her.

If the situation is really not good, he will take out a healing potion to prolong his life.

Gongsun Jing must not be allowed to die at this critical juncture, and Gongsun Ying will control the Gongsun family and Liaoxi.

and simply told the remaining guards to keep an eye on the movements in the city, especially to pay attention to the safety of Gongsun Cheng, Mo was taken advantage of in just two days.

The wheels are round.

In the distance, between the tall walls of the county temple, two ox carts slowly walked.

An oil lamp hung in front of the green oil building, swaying and swaying as the ox cart slowly moved.

When the car approached, Gongsun Yan saw Hua Tuo with a collapsed face at first sight, poking his head out of the first car.

The night wind blew against him, and Gongsun Yan smelled the smell of raw meat and formalin.

She couldn't help but take a step back.

"Yan Niangzi." Hua Tuo's face was bitter.

He should have continued to work in the lab.

But he was told that he was going back, the Lingzhi City that brought him unbearable memories.

"It's a miracle doctor!" Gongsun Yan smiled dryly, stepped on the footstool, and walked behind the car to merge with the car.

Wang Wu and the elite guards in the county temple, guarding the frame, and meeting with Zuo Ping and a few people waiting in the urn city.

The group held the torches and slowly walked out of Lulong County.

As soon as he left the city gate, a knight rode out of the ranks.

Go to Guzhu first, and inform Tian Kai to send a team to Lingzhi, ready to pick up the bones of Gongsun Zhan's family for burial.

The night march is not fast in the end, and it does not stop all the way, and when I see the Lingzhi City Gate from a distance, it is still dawn.

Facing the first light of the morning, he directly crossed the inspection of the Lingzhi City Gate and entered the city.

Gongsun Yan, who had slept peacefully on the bed and lathe, stood up in a daze.

Alain, who had also been bumpy all night, but had already been awake, hurriedly poured water from the water bladder, moistened the handkerchief to wipe her face, and brought a clear mouth of chicken tongue.

Gongsun Yan picked two grains and pressed them under his tongue, and suddenly a rich aroma rushed to his brain.

I glanced at the system mailbox again and confirmed that there was no email from the condolence material point, so I was relieved.

Thinking about it, Gongsun Jingying is fine.

Gongsun Yan asked Alan to help her rearrange her hair.

Suddenly, the car was beaten.

Gongsun Yan knew that the place had arrived.

Zuo Ping's voice suddenly came from outside the car.

"Yan Niangzi, the head of the family is seriously ill."

Gongsun Yan was stunned, isn't this the reason why she came? Why does Zuo Ping need to be emphasized again?

After thinking about it, the curtain of the car was opened, and she saw Zuo Ping standing in front of the car with an extremely ugly expression.

There was a young man standing next to him with an anxious face, thinking that this young man had said something to Zuo Ping.

Something happened.

Gongsun Yan looked around, and he was already standing in the main courtyard where Gongsun Jing lived.

Stepping off the pedal, Zuo Ping took a step closer, and the words he said made her almost turn around and return to the car.

"Mrs. Yan, yesterday the head of the family was just cold, pretending to be seriously ill, and wanted to recruit you to make a conversation." Zuo Ping lowered his voice.

Gongsun Yan really wants to ask, is the bad old man inside possessed by Su Daqiang?

Seeing her with a straight face, Zuo Ping was anxious, and hurriedly added: "But today I am really seriously ill." ”

He was uneasy in his heart, and he knew that this was not the time to hide it, and he had to ask Yan Niangzi to know the situation first.

Just now, his grandson Zuo Yuan came to report that the head of the family was resting in the courtyard of the concubine's room after having dinner last night, but in the middle of the night, the news suddenly came that he was seriously ill.

Speaking of this, Zuo Ping's old face showed a little different color.

Gongsun Yan didn't miss this strangeness, a thought suddenly turned in his heart, and he waved his hand to signal the people on the left and right to retreat.

Zuo Ping's grandson Zuo Yuan, standing behind his grandfather, hesitated for a moment, and also walked away with a few relatives under Zuo Yuan's signal, guarding in the distance.

"Zuo Gong." Gongsun Yan lowered his voice, and said while considering his words, "It's just a cold, and it won't suddenly turn critical overnight, is it ......?"

Sure enough, hearing Gongsun Yan's words, the left plane was even more gloomy.

I was about to say something.

A voice came from under the corridor, "But Ah Yan is here?" ”

Gongsun Yan looked back, and his heart sudden.

It should be normal for this person to appear here, but it just makes Gongsun Yan feel wrong.

"Ah Yan, come in, come in, come and see your grandpa." Gongsun Ying beckoned, his face full of exhaustion.

(Let's see if I can hold back a chapter at night.) ）