Chapter 252: Backhand (4)
"Bang-smack!"
A gust of wind suddenly slammed open the window, and the sash was pushed open and slammed against the wall, and then bounced back into a louder sound.
Sang Ling woke up suddenly, only to find that it was raining outside the window.
It's the hour.
She put on her robe, got out of bed and closed the window, only to find that the sky was as dark as deep ink, and the wind was loud, and the raindrops the size of copper coins were crackling down by the wind, wetting a large piece of the ground by the window.
In an instant, the wind became louder, and it sounded in all directions.
At this time, Ah Qian, who heard the movement in the house, knocked lightly twice on the door and asked in a low voice:
"Miss, are you up?"
"Hmm."
Sang Ling got dressed and let people in.
Ah Qian entered the house with breakfast, and after putting it down, he went back to the door and quickly looked at the corridor, and found that there was no one around and hurriedly closed the door:
"Miss, the people from the Heavenly Dao Sect went out just now, and I saw them hand over a black box to that Lu Chaoyan."
Sang Ling was already enjoying breakfast, she pinched the chopsticks in her hand, raised her head and asked Ah Qian:
"Where did they go?"
Ah Qian uncovered his robe, revealing the wet clothes inside:
"I hid in the rain and chased after them, watching their carriage go to the City Lord's Mansion. Immediately put on dry clothes, and came to report, there was less than a stick of incense before and after, and the carriage must have entered the house. ”
Sang Ling paused:
"At this time, it rained so heavily, or in the morning, and I went to the City Lord's Mansion again?" This rain is not a short time, what is worth it for them to brave such a heavy rain to give gifts?
Ah Qian didn't understand what the young lady was talking to herself, and felt more and more strange.
"What are their calculations?"
Sang Ling looked at the dark clouds outside the window, and said lightly:
"Get ready, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion too."
In Ah Qian's heart, there was an inexplicable sense of tension that was about to come from the storm.
If Sang Ling wants to go to the City Lord's Mansion, she must go all the way from the inn and then turn a lively long street to reach the center of the city, the City Lord's Mansion.
The wind and rain were raging, although she used her aura to protect herself and held an umbrella, she still couldn't help but wet half of her sleeves by the white rain.
On the second floor of a restaurant on the street, there was a woman watching the rain outside the window, and the maid was guarding the side.
"Madam, isn't this the doctor I met by the river a few days ago?" The maid opened her mouth to warn her.
The woman's eyes that were distracted and thinking about her heart suddenly cleared, and she saw that it was indeed the gentle doctor.
"Sure enough, it's her, but it's raining so hard, why is she still coming out, you go and bring people, this rain is so heavy, you have to avoid it."
The maid saw that she was rarely interested, so she hurriedly went down to do it, and in a moment, the woman in plain clothes and veils was taken to the restaurant on the second floor.
The person who came was Sang Ling.
She didn't expect that she would go to track down Lu Chaoyan, and she would run into the city lord's wife halfway, but the city lord was not here. This was a rare opportunity, and her eyes lit up, and she immediately turned around and followed the maid.
Upstairs, she put the umbrella on the side of the stairs, raised her hand to wring out the wet sleeve, and dried it with aura, before she walked over and saluted:
"Let Madame wait for a long time, she is damp, beware of dyeing Madame."
The city lord's wife smiled and stretched out her hand to beckon:
"Come and sit, this is not the City Lord's Mansion, and my husband is not here, let's just feel free."
"Thank you, ma'am."
Sang Ling sat down as she was told.
This restaurant looks like the property of the city lord's mansion, and when she was brought by the maid just now, there was already a shadow coming to explore, and seeing that she was not in danger and a familiar face, she was allowed to come up, but Ah Qian was left downstairs.
But although she said that she came up, there were definitely a lot of eyes hidden in secret, and someone must have reported the news of her appearance to the city lord, if there was any abnormality, she would be detained on the ground by countless big men before she moved, which can be described as a very high security factor.
The maid came over with a smile and made a cup of tea for Sang Ling.
"Miss is a doctor? Looking young, but you don't want to be so powerful? I heard that you have received countless free clinics in Grass and Wood City, and you are deeply loved by mortals. ”
Sang Ling didn't expect that her details had already been investigated by Yunluocheng, and now she said it inadvertently through the mouth of this maid, which also meant a warning. However, she has countless free clinics, and her medical skills are so powerful, why doesn't she know? The news given by Da Mao was like a big cowhide, wrapping up her quack doctor and blinding the spies of Yunluo City. There are a few pounds and two inside, isn't that a stab to break?
"But it's all idle hobbies, my cultivation is not high, and I can't compare to this sister's cultivation."
Don't think she didn't see that this maid had a golden pill cultivation, a female cultivator with such a high cultivation level actually became a maid, and she was also familiar with the city lord's wife, she must be a loyal henchman cultivated since childhood.
"Miss praised it." The maid smiled, didn't say much, and stepped aside.
Madame seemed to have met someone who could talk to her, and she was also very interested in the outside world. After saying a few interesting things, the lady asked about the last time.
"Last time, my husband was there, I didn't want to ask too much, this time I was lucky enough to meet the doctor, you should fully inform me of my condition."
The maid looked over with a pair of eyes, Sang Ling's scalp tightened, and only said after a while:
"Madame is actually in good health."
Madame shook her head:
"You're lying."
Sang Ling's eyes exposed above the veil were clear, and Yingying seemed to be two balls of water:
"Does Madame really want to hear the truth?"
Madame waved her hand and retreated from the maid, who hesitated, but retreated to the side of the stairs, stared firmly at Sang Ling's position, and released a small knife with her eyes - pay attention to what you say, or I will kill you.
Sang Ling gave the maid a reassuring look, and then deliberately took a deep breath, as if picking up a lot of courage, and read out the pulse case analysis report given by Da Mao word by word, a large paragraph of esoteric sentences, the central idea is that the physique is very weak, pay attention to health, and live as a textbook-like health care case all the time, otherwise you will die shortly and die young.
Madame's eyes didn't move for three minutes, obviously she had known this result for a long time, she exhaled slightly, and smiled bitterly:
"Sure enough, it's still the case, I thought that when I arrived in Yunluo City, I hadn't had an illness for so long, and I would be much better, it turned out that I was still a medicine jar."
Her voice was not high, nor was it sad, but it was as if an invisible hand had drained all her spirits, and even her face was a little ugly.
The maid's eye knife behind him was already substantial, as if it was a knife against her back. Sang Ling's face behind the veil smiled slightly bitterly, after pretending to be a white rabbit, everyone can be murderous to himself.
She ignored this oppressive gaze, and then took out a small jar of spiritual tea from the storage bag, as well as a small plate of white crystal pastries, the pastries were exquisite, and they were deliberately pinched into the shape of lotus flowers, and a trace of veins was embedded in them, looking lifelike, like freshly picked lotus flowers were placed on a plate.
There was a hint of curiosity in Madame's eyes:
"What is this?"
"Lotus cheese, I used to make pastries that I had nothing to do, I wanted to taste them alone, but I didn't want to meet my wife, and now I have someone to eat with me, and there will always be a lot of good taste."
The maid had already taken a piece, and only after various inspections did she nod to indicate that it was not poisonous.
Madame pinched a piece and carefully fed it into her mouth, her eyes lit up:
"Your skills are so good, better than the cooks in the City Lord's Mansion."
Sang Ling does not mean half happy, this pastry mainly depends on the good raw materials, all of them are from the best piece of spiritual field in the fog forest of Pishan Mountain, the aura is rich, and the natural taste is excellent.
The maid checked the spiritual tea again before brewing it again.
Madame ate and drank, and was in a much happier mood. Together with her somewhat pale face, it slowly turned rosy, and the eye knife that the maid released at Sang Ling finally disappeared.
The maid was sent to fetch water, and the lady naturally took Sang Ling's hand and patted it gently:
"You are so kind, thank you for the pastries and spiritual tea, I feel much more relaxed."
Sang Ling knew that the other party was just in a depressed mood, so he would go out on this rainy day, or alone. Although the City Lord's Mansion will let him talk to his wife to check his pulse, he will not take any of the medicine she prescribes, she didn't prescribe medicine last time, and naturally she can't prescribe medicine this time.
If you don't take the medicine, you can only use chat and eat food from another direction to cure the disease, but fortunately, the effect is good:
"It's still the same sentence below, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't compare to the mood, as long as the lady is happy, the natural medicine will cure the disease."
"What about having a baby? Is it possible to do it too? Madame frowned, and after a moment she opened her mouth and exploded into a thunderclap.
Sang Ling looked at the beauty made of glass in front of her in surprise, and couldn't imagine it at all:
"Have a baby?"
Madame smiled bitterly:
"I want to give birth, my husband has been married twice, the previous one is thin, I am even more frail, I am worried that I will die one day, and my husband must be lonely in the world. But the husband refused, and today he refused to see me under the pretext of having a guest. How many times did Fairy Lu come, and the husband was reluctant to see him again and again, but this time today is just a pretext. ”
Sang Ling finally knew why Mrs. appeared in the restaurant in the early morning or in such a heavy rain, it turned out that the couple had a conflict because of the birth of a child, and Lu Chaoyan's visit was a good excuse.
The tip of her ear moved, caught the footsteps that were quietly stepping on the stairs, and understood that it was the maid who had returned, so she immediately raised her voice and said with a smile:
"Now that the wind and rain are small, it's time to say goodbye. If Mrs. still needs it in the future, you can send someone to Yunluo Inn to inform me, and Mrs. and I will be on call at first sight. ”
The lady was puzzled at first, but after a while, she saw the maid's face in the afterglow, and quickly answered:
"Okay, I'll look for you next time."
Sang Ling saluted, picked up the umbrella and left. The maid's eyes fell lightly on her, and Sang Ling nodded slightly to her, brushed the maid's side and walked down the stairs.
Soon, she felt the maid's gaze on her body gradually disappearing, while Ah Qian was guarding the door of the restaurant with an umbrella and his clothes soaked.
Sang Ling stretched out the umbrella and hurriedly supported Ah Qian:
"With such a heavy rain, why didn't you enter the gate?"
Ah Qian changed the umbrella, but still held the big umbrella to the top of Sang Ling's head, and smiled bitterly when he heard this:
"The eyes of the people in the restaurant can eat people, and I'd rather get wet than go in. Besides, what if I don't hurt the young lady with a bad mouth? ”
"Today's incident is just a coincidence, since I have a chance to meet the city lord's wife, I naturally want to go to Lala, fortunately, everything is going well."
The two of them had already walked away from the restaurant.
Ah Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
"I've been staring at the street, those people's carriages haven't come back, and now it's going to be an hour, which is completely different from the short time of a few incense sticks before, it seems that this gift has been successfully delivered."
Sang Ling was not surprised by the news, and hurriedly walked towards the inn with people. Fortunately, the wind and rain were much lighter than in the morning, and they soon saw the door of the inn.
Sang Ling's eyebrows relaxed, ready to speed up the pace. Suddenly, there were countless horses' hooves speeding behind him, and then someone was heard scolding angrily.
"You don't have long eyes when you walk!"
She suddenly turned sideways and pulled Ah Qian over. I saw a cloud of wind passing in front of me, and a huge shadow brushed the ground, smashing a raindrop, the umbrella flew to the ground, and Sang Ling's black hair that had been carefully protected by Ah Qian all the way was wet.
But it was a delicate and gorgeous carriage parked at the door of the inn, with a corner of the palace bell hanging on the eaves, and the driver was turning his head proudly.
A pair of snow-white hands stretched out from the carriage, raised his hand and lifted the curtain, revealing Lu Chaoyan's face, looked at Sang Ling who was standing in the rain and said with disgust:
"It turned out to be you, how did you get out of the inn in such a heavy rain? Next time you walk, you have to pay attention, don't go the wrong way, get hit and injured in the way, or even accidentally die with a whimper, that's not good, isn't it? ”
Under the long sleeves, one of Sang Ling's hands was clenched into a fist, but the smile on her face slowly appeared.
"Thank you Fairy Lu for reminding me."