The breath of death came from the inn's vestibule.

Jinyun followed the death breath to the front hall of the inn, and saw a man, standing in front of a wooden table, holding a sword in his hand.

Beside him, there was another man sitting.

The man was dressed in white, with a straight back, and a cup of tea in his hand.

The emaciated cheeks make the facial features more three-dimensional.

It's just that his skin is as white as paper, and there is no trace of blood.

Jinyun knows countless people, and it is the first time he has seen such a good-looking person.

This person looks at it carefully, as if he has come out of a painting, and it is beautiful to the eye.

And the breath of death she smelled just now was overflowing from his body.

"It's good-looking, but it's a pity that time is running out."

Jin Yun muttered in a low voice, feeling a little pity.

She just wanted to turn around and leave, but when she saw the man's movement of drinking tea, she turned her head to look at her.

Different from his delicate facial features, the man's eyes are as sharp as a falcon.

Jin Yun met his gaze and was shocked.

No, could it be that what she said was heard by him?

"Bold, my master is also something you can discuss!"

The man standing on the side snorted coldly.

He quickly drew his sword and pointed it at Jinyun.

When Li Bo came out, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

Without waiting for him to open his mouth to remind Jinyun, Jinyun knew that he was at a loss, so he hurriedly waved his hand.

"Misunderstanding, you just thought what I just said was nonsense."

"Put your sword away."

The man's voice was faint, as cold as a spring in the mountains.

The entourage beside him frowned: "Master......"

Again, she wasn't wrong. I really can't hold this body for long. ”

As the man's voice fell, the entourage's eyes darkened, and he quickly put away his sword.

"Master, we will definitely find a miracle doctor this time to cure your stubborn illness."

"Well, I'd like to interject. Your master's condition is not something that an ordinary doctor can cure. ”

Hearing this, the entourage frowned.

The anger that had just been suppressed by him swooped up again.

"The doctor can't cure it, can you?"

"The little woman is not talented, the five techniques of metaphysics, mountain, medicine, life, physiognomy, and divination, I just happen to know. I can cure your master's illness! ”

Jinyun's eyebrows were slightly curved, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Li Bo stood beside her, already scared out of a cold sweat.

His young lady is really bold.

Does she know who is in front of them?

She actually dared to say that it was really terrible to be able to help him heal!

"Daoist?"

The entourage looked at Jinyun from top to bottom, and there was a little more disdain in his eyes.

The man sitting at the wooden table raised his eyebrows.

"Why should I believe you?"

"I know, we don't know each other, and it's hard for me to make you believe me. I have a requiem charm here that you can carry with you to ease your ailments. But the talisman is not given to you for free, you need to pay two ......"

"Chengying."

Jin Yun took out the requiem talisman from the cloth bag and patiently introduced it.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the man.

The man took out the silver ticket from his bosom and handed it to his attendant.

Chengying stepped forward quickly with the silver ticket.

He glanced at Jinyun unhappily, took the talisman in her hand, and stuffed the silver ticket into her hand.

Doing two businesses in one night, Jinyun was very happy.

Seeing Chengying help the man away, she smiled and beckoned.

It wasn't until she looked at their backs, disappearing outside the inn, that she looked down at the silver ticket in her hand.

When he saw the amount on the silver ticket, Jinyun was dumbfounded.

What she said was obviously two taels of silver, but the person just now actually gave him two hundred taels of silver tickets.

That's a hundredfold increase!

Jinyun folded the silver ticket and quickly chased out of the inn.

It was pitch black outside the inn, and there were still the figures of the two people just now.

Li Bo quickly stepped forward and sighed.

"Miss, you're in big trouble! Do you know who that person was just now? ”

"Who is it?"

"He is the younger brother of the current saint, Gu Ze, the king of Anyang!"

"I'll just say that there is purple qi on his body, it turns out that he is from the emperor's family."

Jin Yun muttered and looked at the silver ticket in his hand.

Since he is from the emperor's family, it means that he also lives in the capital, and he will always meet him in the future.

She kept this silver ticket for him temporarily.

Wait until the next time you meet, and then return the silver ticket to him!

The next day, the carriage entered the capital and stopped at the gate of the General's Palace.

Jinyun stepped down from the carriage and couldn't help frowning when he saw the general's mansion in front of him.

"Miss, the slave maid will take you to Madame first!"

"Hmm."

The little girl's voice pulled back Jinyun's thoughts.

She bowed her head slightly, and followed the little girl into the general's mansion.

When they came to the room, they saw a woman sitting on a chair with a sad brow.

In front of her, there was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, pacing back and forth anxiously.

"It's so good, why did Hui'er faint?"

"Old Five, why hasn't the doctor you invited come yet?"

Zhao Li looked at Zhao Dui and asked.

Zhao Dui paused and turned his head to meet her eyes.

"I'll take a look!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Dui turned around and saw Jinyun walking in.

He looked at Jinyun, then turned his head to look at the little girl who was following her, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

He remembered this little girl, she was the maid Xiao Tao next to her mother, and she was sent by her mother to pick up the wild girl!

"Little Liu?"

Zhao Li also saw Jinyun.

She stood up suddenly, and her tired eyes suddenly turned red.

Her face was pale, and there was black qi wrapped around her body.

Jinyun slowly stepped forward and took her hand.

Pretending to be inadvertent, she lightly touched the jade bracelet on her wrist.

Subsequently, the black qi that was wrapped around Zhao Li's clan was slightly lighter.

"Mother."

"Humph!"

Zhao Dui snorted coldly and stared at her unhappily.

Zhao Li knew that several sons of the Zhao family grew up watching Hui'er and had a good relationship with her.

They didn't want her to get the real Xiaoliu back.

Thinking about it, Zhao Li sighed.

"Aren't you going out?"

"Yes, I'll go and see, why hasn't the doctor come yet!"

Zhao Dui came back to his senses and turned around to walk out.

Jinyun withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at the screen.

A figure could be seen faintly from the screen.

"Mother, who is sick? I happen to know a little bit of medicine, why don't you let me see? ”

Zhao Li was a little surprised: "Do you know how to heal?" ”

"I know a little bit about it."

"Okay, follow me!"

Zhao Li held Jinyun's hand with his backhand and led her in the direction of the screen.

Zhao Dui stopped his pace, and his face sank quickly.

"What kind of medical skills does a country girl know? Mother, don't believe her words, delay Hui'er's illness. ”

"Anyway, the doctor hasn't come yet, what if you let Xiaoliu take a look?"

During the conversation between the two, Jinyun had already seen Zhao Xinghui lying on the bed.

Zhao Xinghui's face was ruddy, how could there be a trace of sickness.

Jinyun raised an eyebrow, stepped forward quickly, and put his finger on her pulse.

Sure enough, he is faking illness!