The second day of the first month of April.

The weather is clear and the wind is smooth.

Under Li Qingheng's intimate care, the white-footed civet cat is almost fine now, and today he can take down all the white gauze wrapped around his body.

The system slept in its cat nest, with its eyes closed, gauze wrapped around its body, and next to its head was a rough rag doll made by Li Qingheng herself.

Li Qingheng squatted in front of the cat's nest and reached out to flick its beard.

She only noticed that the system had a circle of mouth, the color of the hair under the nose was black, and the face was light-colored fluff...... The taste of Yaga.

Thinking of this, she suddenly sneered.

"Meow-san, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming!"

Li Qingheng hugged the system and sucked violently, and the white-footed civet cat woke up directly.

"Meow!"

[Indecent! 】

"Shout again and smash your mouth!"

“……”

After some commotion calmed down, Li Qingheng hugged the white-footed civet cat and carefully removed all the gauze on its body.

The gauze has a strong medicinal smell on it, and it is also a little yellowish.

[What about Shen Mo? You're going to leave him alone now? 】

Li Qingheng said indifferently: "What do I care, aren't others living in a good way?" Just be alive. ”

[You have a big heart! Do you know when Shen Mo died the first few times?! 】

The tanuki cat in his arms looked a little irritable, with a fierce expression on his face.

"When?"

Li Qingheng has never asked about this since she received the task, and in her subconscious, Shen Mo should not have lived past the age of twenty-five, but at least these two years should be safe.

[You have only heard of Shen Mo from the sixth rebirth, the first few times you were reborn, Shen Mo had already died, if nothing else, Shen Mo would have died this year. 】

Hearing that Shen Mo was going to die, Li Qingheng's heart tightened, and he couldn't help worrying: "How did you die?" How could he die so easily? ”

Yes, of course...... Look for trouble.

But it can't be said.

[I don't know, anyway, Shen Mo has been very dangerous recently, you better keep an eye on him, especially on the tenth day of the fourth month. 】

Everything that needs to be said has been said, and it is also benevolent as a system.

On the tenth day of the first month of April, Li Qingheng thought about it, but he didn't think it was an important day.

Since the last time Shen Mo escaped, he sent people to keep an eye on Shen Mo, and when the time was right, he would arrest Shen Mo again.

But Shen Mo seemed to be deliberately on guard, he never went to a place with few people in the past few days, and even when he returned home, he went back to the sound of twilight drums, and he really couldn't find a chance to tie people up.

And Li Qingheng is still grounded, and he can't break out if he doesn't have anything important.

The last time Shen Mo told the whistleblower, I always felt that I couldn't match it, or ...... She didn't quite believe that a gentleman like Shen Mo could do such a trivial thing.

Li Qingheng put the tanuki cat on the ground, and stared at the shadow of the tree in the courtyard outside the door.

"County Lord, Your Highness asked you to come over." Jin Yu hurried.

Li Qingheng got up, picked up the tanuki cat on the ground and went to Li Cong's bedroom with Jin Yu.

When he arrived at the door, Li Qingheng just knocked on the door, and the hidden door opened by itself.

When I entered Li Cong's house, I was greeted by a strong smell of medicine, bitter and compelling.

She couldn't help but wonder, can these unpalatable medicines really make Li Cong's illness better?

These medicinal smells are afraid that they will smoke people to death.

"Excuse me, here."

The words are Li Qingheng's small characters, and she hasn't heard these two words for a long time.

Li Cong looked a little older, even older than Li Longji.

He struggled to sit up, leaning against the pillow behind him, one hand resting on the edge of the bed, steady.

"What's the matter?" Li Qingheng can raise her face high to show her immobility and hide her inner panic.

"You're not young now, you should also talk about family affairs, I told you a family ......"

"I'm not married!" Before Li Cong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Qingheng.

He also has a good temper, as if he didn't hear Li Qingheng's protest, and his previous tone was calm and serious: "The family matter has been agreed, if you don't marry, you have to marry, I am not here to ask for your consent, or to inform you." ”

"Then what are you telling me?"

Li Qingheng turned around and left.

Li Cong didn't stop her, and continued slowly behind her: "The person is a good person, if you follow him in the future, don't care what is right or wrong, just live well, I look at this Datang, it's dangerous." ”

Li Qingheng had already walked to the door, and he was about to go out, but he stopped and waited for Li Cong to finish.

Who is this person, can you finish speaking?

After talking for a long time, none of them was the point.

"The person is the eldest son of Wei Guogong, twenty-one years old, and now he is Shaoqing of Dali Temple, you will meet tomorrow, and the place is about to be in the Yipin Teahouse in Yonghefang."

"I'm not going."

After listening, Li Qingheng left three words and turned around in a dashing manner.

"If you don't go, I'll die for you!" Li Cong was so angry that he scolded and threw the entire pillow out of the door.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

This was followed by a violent cough.

Li Qingheng stopped, listening to the coughing sound, he couldn't help but feel upset, and even a little remorseful.

That's it, she doesn't care about Li Cong's life or death, she just wants peace of mind, after all, he has a relationship with the original owner's father and daughter.

"Can't I go? I'm really afraid that you will die, I wish you had died sooner. ”

Li Qingheng picked up the pillow, entered the house, and stuffed the pillow behind Li Cong.

Li Cong looked at her and smiled a childish with a bit of stupidity: "You just can't bear to let me die." ”

Li Qingheng squeezed out a smirk: "I look forward to your death." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left very neatly, walked through the corridor, and returned to his own Zhuxin Garden.

The sun had sunk, and there were many clouds in the sky, which made the whole sky dull, and made her heart even more irritable.

She got up from the chaise longue in the courtyard and went back to the house with the system in her arms.

"Meow Sang, when did you say Li Cong would die?"

[The third day of the fifth month. 】

What she heard was not a swallowed answer, but an incomparably precise number.

She couldn't tell what she felt inside, she felt powerless and didn't want to believe it, but she had to believe it.

In the end, she was still reluctant to let Li Cong die.

Who made Li Cong treat her so well?

On the third day of the fifth month, there is only one month left.

Her eyes were inexplicably sour, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, pretending not to care, and said in a cold voice: "Has he been cured of this disease?" Can you keep him from dying? ”

[There is no way, the life and death of historical figures are unchangeable. 】

Li Qingheng clenched his sleeves, his fingers rubbing back and forth, and his clothes made a clattering sound.

"Why can the Anshi Rebellion be stopped, the concubine can be killed, Li Longji and I can be killed, why can't the death of a Li Cong be stopped?"

[It's not that it can't be stopped, it's just that his disease is also cancer in your time, and it can't be cured. 】

"What disease?"

Lung cancer. 】

Lung cancer......

Nails embedded in the flesh, Li Qingheng was not very willing to answer this answer, she didn't want to watch Li Cong die.

"Is it really incurable?"

The system began to make difficulties, and it couldn't be cured, and it was the answer to ask a thousand times and ten thousand times.

[I heard that the Temple of Mercy and Grace is quite bright, or you go and ask God, maybe you can still be cured.] 】

In the next moment, the tanuki cat was thrown directly to the ground, and it felt like it was torn all over its body.

Its injury is just right, why is this woman so ruthless!

Looking at the red back that left in a hurry, it wanted to complain, but couldn't bear it.

The red back, I had to walk in a hurry, and I almost hit the moon cave door when I went out.

[Don't you don't believe in gods and Buddhas? Don't think I don't know what you're doing. 】