CHAPTER XXI

The rain and fog were misty, the ebony promenade was hidden in the smoke and rain, Shen Yan was silent, brushing his sleeves and leaving.

Yue Xu followed behind Shen Yan step by step, holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand.

Since he is good at using poison, he knows the power of the falling elixir, if he is an ordinary doctor, he can't distinguish it at all, and there is no antidote.

The rain splashed down, and after a while, the bluestone pavement was wet with mist.

Shen Yan walked extremely fast, Xuanqing's robe rose and fell in the wind, and the pain in his heart was unbearable.

The green jade wrench fingers were clenched tightly in the palm of his hand, and the red mark was obvious.

There is also a shallow scar on the wrist of the left hand.

Shen Yan's eyes drooped, like smoke, his eyelashes drooped, and his white fingers caressed the scar, and Shen Yan's eyes were a little ruthless.

Falling immortals and falling immortals, no one knows the pain of falling immortals better than him, and a hundred claws scratch his heart, as if there are tens of millions of ants drilling his heart.

His heart hurt again, Shen Yan covered his heart and stopped, and the rain and mist shrouded above his head.

Dizzy, his eyes were black, and the old wound on his wrist seemed to be starting to ache.

Yue Xu stepped forward in a panic, his constricted pupils revealing his anxiety at this time.

He hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Master! ”

Xuanqing's robe was stained with rain and mist, Shen Yan raised his hand, his lips moved, and before he could say a word, his eyes were dark, and Shen Yan's whole person fell straight back.

Only Yue Xu exclaimed in his ears: "Your Highness! Your Highness! ”

…… Your Highness?

His thoughts were chaotic, and Shen Yan's brows were furrowed.

Through the rain curtain, he seemed to see the Jinluan Palace, where hundreds of civil and military officials bowed to him and embraced himself as emperor.

He heard a louder "Long live your majesty, long live, long live",

In the blink of an eye, his mind shook through the palace again, the sunlight was annoying, Song Lingzhi was dressed in a plain white cotton skirt, and he was blessed: "I have seen Your Majesty." ”

Staggering under his feet, Shen Yan couldn't hold it anymore, and a moment before his consciousness was chaotic, he could only hear Yue Xu's nervous voice: "-Your Highness!" ”

How is His Highness, shouldn't he be...... Your Majesty?

The smoke and rain are dripping, the bell of Jinming Temple is heard in the distance, and the fragrance of pear blossoms in the air is overlapping.

Shen Yan was completely unconscious.

……

In the dark place in the courtyard of the Linyue Pavilion, the maids stood with their hands down, and the brave ones stood on tiptoe and looked in quietly.

The window screen is the color of autumn fragrance, looking at it from afar, like a jasper ring.

In the warm pavilion, the red sandalwood inlaid jade screen stands, and an old man in a dark robe sits on the Taishi chair, holding a pair of glasses in his hand.

There was a brown pill in the brocade box wrapped in red silk, and the doctor took a closer look, and after a while, finally withdrew his glasses.

He nodded at Old Madam Song: "It looks the same as what is recorded in the medical book, it should be the Soul Rejuvenation Pill." ”

Everyone exhaled, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes jumped with joy.

Bai Zhi and Qiu Yan wept with joy, and their eyes were red and swollen from crying these days, like almonds.

Holding hands with each other, Qiu Yan's voice choked: "Great, great, great, the girl is saved." ”

The room was full of people quietly wiping their tears with silk handkerchiefs, and the old lady Song, who was the only one, frowned, and ordered someone to prepare a reward to send the doctor away, and the old lady Song was on agarwood crutches, with a sad face.

Mother Liu took the green satin pillow and leaned on the back of Mrs. Song, she whispered: "Old lady, this soul pill has been found, you don't have to worry anymore, didn't the doctor just say it, it only takes half an hour, and the girl can turn the corner." ”

The Soul Rejuvenation Pill was obtained by Mrs. Song for all her family wealth, and it was worth a fortune.

Old Madam Song covered her heart, and her face was full of wrinkles: "Somehow, I always feel uneasy in my heart. ”

Mother Liu was relieved gently: "I think I've been tired for the past few days, why didn't the old lady call the doctor to come and take a look?" ”

Old Madam Song sighed: "It's not for this, it's just a matter of looking at the branches." ”

The curtain was raised, and Song Lingzhi's palm-sized little face was weak and pale. The eyes that used to speak well were closed, the thin lips were closed, and the blood was completely gone.

The pulse on her wrist was weak, and Mrs. Song held Song Lingzhi's hand, tears in her eyes.

Mother Liu brought the brocade box, and ordered Bai Zhi to serve warm water: "Old lady, the old slave is waiting for the girl to take medicine." ”

The Soul Rejuvenation Pill was lying in the red silk, Old Madam Song glanced at it, and said lightly: "I'll come, you hold the girl, be careful not to let her choke on water." ”

Mother Liu did as she was told.

The rain in the garden is ethereal, and everyone can't take their eyes off it, eager to look through the screen to see the beauty of the soul rejuvenation pill.

Suddenly, a blue-gray shadow swept through the garden, and Wei Ziyuan walked like the wind, passing through the shadow wall, bluffing the maid under the eaves.

Old Madam Song heard in the warm pavilion: "Who is making noise at the door?" ”

The maid hurriedly raised her voice: "Old lady, Wei Ziyuan has something important to find." ”

The felt curtain was raised, Wei Ziyuan lowered his hands into the house, and knelt on the ground.

Old Madam Song hurriedly asked people to help her up, and ordered to sit again: "The maid said that you have something important to look for me, but for the sake of the branches?" ”

Wei Ziyuan was silent, only lowered his head, and borrowed tea to leave two words on the case: test the medicine.

Old Madam Song was startled, stood up with Liu's mother's hand, looked at Wei Ziyuan carefully, and then turned her head to look at Song Lingzhi who was dying on the couch.

Behind the layers of curtains, Song Lingzhi was silent, his face was haggard, like a transparent and fragile jade, which was lovely.

The Soul Resurrection Pill is still on the case, and no one dares to touch one or two.

Old Madam Song was holding a wooden crutch in one hand, and her eyebrows were tightly pressed: "You kid thinks carefully, but for a while, where can I go to find someone......

Wei Ziyuan knelt on the ground without thinking: I.

He has been working abroad for several years, and he has seen a lot of knowledge, and he has seen many swindlers abducted and deceived, and some people have died because of this. Hearing that Old Madam Song had found the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, Wei Ziyuan immediately rushed to Linyue Pavilion.

He bowed his head: If I am safe in half an hour, it will not be too late for the old lady to give the girl medicine.

The house was silent, only the sound of rain outside the window was rustling, and the shadow of the bamboo was swaying.

After a long time, Mrs. Song finally heard a voice from the top of her head: "Mother Liu, take the Soul Restoration Pill." ”

……

The sound of rain is dashing, and the spring cold is steep.

Three or two little maids gathered outside the hugging building, and went to catch the rain under the eaves, and they were shivering from the cold.

"It's spring, why is it so cold today."

"Where is it cold, you didn't look at Wei Ziyuan the day before yesterday." The little maid lowered her voice, "I was standing under the eaves at that time, and I heard the movement inside, which was terrifying." I heard that it was not a life-saving elixir at all, but a poison. Fortunately, Wei Ziyuan only ate a little bit to save a small life, and now he is still lying in the house, his body is the same as ice ballast, and his lips are purple. ”

"The Soul Resurrection Pill is fake, then our girl ......"

"Be quiet, the old lady heard it carefully, and let people hit you in the mouth."

The rain was so heavy that the little maid hurried into the house to take shelter from the rain, but no one noticed that there was still a person standing in the corner.

He was plain all over, covered his lips and coughed lightly two or three times, and his eyes were full of worry.

The maid lifted her skirt and walked from the other end of the verandah: "Madam, the slave maid has inquired clearly, Mrs. Song is now in the small Buddha hall." ”

He nodded and turned around: "Let's go." ”

The maid hesitated: "Madam...... Madame really wants to propose marriage for her son? The slave said something unpleasant, then Miss Song ......"

"Shut up." He Shi was rarely anxious, and reprimanded coldly, "This can not be mentioned again in the future, the Song family is kind to us, and it is reasonable, we should not be ungrateful." And He Ming has the same heart as me, he also likes branches. It would be great if the branches could overcome this calamity by rushing through the joyful event. ”

The small Buddha hall was full of sandalwood, and the old lady Song knelt on the futon, chanting words in her mouth, and her eyes were drooping with tears.

Mother Liu also had a sad expression, turned around, saw the He family walking this way, and hurriedly wiped her tears to greet her: "Mrs. He." ”

He Shi stretched out his hand to help: "No need to be polite, I came today to find the old lady." ”

……

The drizzle continued, and in the main room of Xianyun Pavilion, the green flames were not finished.

Mother Liu personally brewed the best tea and brought it to Mrs. Song and Mrs. He.

With one look, the maids and women who were waiting in the house were all blessed and quietly retreated.

The turquoise green soft curtain blocked the rain in the garden, and the old lady Song was shocked: "Have you ever informed He Ming about this?" ”

He smiled and nodded: "He knows it, and he doesn't have any reason to be the matchmaker of his parents' orders." ”

Old Madam Song was worried: "Even so, if He Ming is unwilling, we can't force people to say it." ”

He Shi curled his lips: "The old lady doesn't know, He Ming has been happy for a long time, and he personally found me for this matter." It's just that our family is ...... now I have to grieve the girl. ”

Old Madam Song shook her head: "This matter should be He Ming's grievance." ”

Chong Xi, in the past, only poor families were willing to send their children away. He Ming is now a lifter, and spring is coming......

He smiled: "The old lady is too worried, this is a happy event, and she should be happy." ”

Old Madam Song nodded repeatedly: "This is very true." ”

Song Hanyuan went out to travel far away, and the Jiang family didn't care about anything, and now only Mrs. Song is in charge of housework.

He immediately asked someone to make a mud gold Geng post, wrote the eight characters of He Ming, and ordered someone to send the book.

Old Madam Song rarely showed a smile: "Although everything is simple, the number of etiquette that should be there is also indispensable." ”

"I have looked for a master to calculate a hexagram for Zhizhi, if you become a relative, you have to see your relatives for half a year, so that you can protect the rest of your life. I thought that my family also had a summer resort in Xishan, so why not set up a new house there, firstly, it should be the words of the master, and secondly, the villa was clean, and it was also convenient for He Ming to study. ”

Old Madam Song smiled all over her face, "It's only been half a year, and there are thousands of people waiting in that villa, and they will never wronged the two children, what do you think?" ”