You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Lin Zhaoyue was forced to be held in Xiao Yan's arms, with no expression on her face.

The world is so big, even if someone dies, there will always be a more powerful doctor.

He will find it.

As Xiao Yun thought so, he stroked Lin Zhaoyue's back gently with his slender hand from time to time, comforting her.

Now it was time for lunch. Xiao Yun remembered what Mr. Li said about having regular meals and rest. Even though Lin Zhaoyue had no appetite, he still coaxed her to eat half a bowl of rice.

Obviously, the dishes cooked were all Lin Zhaoyue’s favorites, but she had something hidden in her heart. If Xiao Yan hadn’t threatened her with Qingzhu again, she wouldn’t have wanted to eat at all.

After dinner, Xiao Yan asked Lin Zhaoyue to take a nap.

I waited until she fell asleep before going to see Mr. Li.

Mr. Li was greatly shocked by the death of Bian Yourong. After waking up, he kept covering his face and crying.

His hair was disheveled, his face was haggard, his back was hunched, and he looked ten years older in an instant.

He is actually only 35 years old this year, but because he is known as a miracle doctor, people call him Mr. Li.

Mr. Li’s real name is Li Goudan. His father is a lame village doctor in Lijia Village. When he was five years old, his father went to the back mountain to collect herbs. He accidentally fell off a cliff and died, leaving only his mother to take care of him.

His mother was beautiful, and seeing that his family had no one to rely on, the village bullies became malicious and wanted to force their way into his mother's arms.

When Mr. Li went to save his mother, he was beaten by them and his head was bleeding. Just then, he met Bian Yourong and her master who came out to save them.

Although he was young at the time, after this incident, he knew what would happen to them as an orphan and a widow if they continued to stay in Lijia Village.

After being rescued by the master, he kowtowed, offered to work like a slave, and begged them to take him and his son in.

The master was reluctant to accept him at first, but the master felt sorry for them and couldn't bear it. After learning that his father was a village doctor, he knelt down and begged the master to accept him as a disciple.

The master has been gifted since childhood and has a great talent for medicine.

The master liked the master very much, so when he saw the master had spoken, he agreed.

That year, the master was fifteen years old, dressed in white, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face like a flower. She entered his heart directly and stayed there for more than ten years.

The young man was full of vigor and vitality. When he was twenty years old, he took his master's small clothes to commit suicide, but was discovered by her. He was driven out of Biyue Peak and was not allowed to go up the mountain for the rest of his life.

It has been fifteen years since I left.

He knew that Master Xiaoxiang was committing a heinous crime and violating the Heavenly Gang.

I no longer have the face to see my master!

During these fifteen years, he traveled to many places and saved many people, just to atone for the sins in his heart.

Later, he realized that his ability to save lives alone was limited, so he began to study pharmaceutical manufacturing.

Five years ago, he met the prince, who admired his medical skills and was willing to give him money for research, so he has been following him ever since.

Although he was always away, he was also paying attention to Bi Yuefeng's situation. His master had never been married and had no children.

He thought that when his master was too old to walk, he would go back to fulfill his filial duties. When his master died, he would die with his master and be buried in the same place, which would fulfill his greatest wish in this life.

But... he didn't expect that his master would die in this way, like Yue Feng was burned to death and his body was torn into pieces!

Who is it?

Who is so cruel?

There was a strong hatred in Old Li's eyes. If he was caught, he would poison him to death.

"Prince, do you know who set the mountain on fire?"

"We are investigating. Don't worry, Mr. Li. I will definitely find the murderer and give your master justice."

Elder Li nodded, knowing that Xiao Yun came to see him not only to express his concern, but also because of the poison in Second Miss Lin's body, so he said:

"Your Highness, now that my master is dead, the second Miss Lin has a strange poison that no one can cure. I want to go to Biyue Peak to see if my master has left any useful clues. By the way, I will go back to help my master put his body into the coffin. I will definitely return to the capital within three days."

The plan to go back to the capital was fake. Mr. Li planned to go back to bury Bian Yourong and then go with her.

But if he didn't say so, given Miss Lin's current health condition, Xiao Yan would definitely not let her go.

Xiao Yun stared at Mr. Li with his dark eyes for a long time, then said:

"I've agreed. I'll send guards to protect your safety along the way."

After saying that, Xiao Yan left.

The guards said they were protecting him, but in reality they were monitoring him to prevent him from escaping.

Mr. Li knew all this, but he didn't say anything.

As long as he left the capital, he would have plenty of ways to deal with those guards.

Mr. Li packed up that day and left the city gate with four guards.

Those guards had seen the world and suffered hardships, but they could not bear to travel as frantically as Mr. Li. They even traveled at night, as if they were traveling at a rapid speed of 800 miles.

After running a horse to death, they finally arrived at the county town at the foot of Biyue Mountain the next morning.

The leader of the guards sympathized with his brothers and discussed with Mr. Li to rest for an hour before continuing their journey.

Mr. Li agreed.

Having not been back for a long time, Mr. Li felt jealous when he arrived in the county town.

I still remember that when he was still in the mountains, he would occasionally sneak down the mountain with his master to play in the county town.

Old Li took them to a wonton shop he used to visit often. The wonton owner had been replaced by a young man, but seeing that the man had similar features to the former owner, Old Li knew that he must be the former owner's son.

Heartbroken, even though he traveled all night, Mr. Li's appetite was not very good.

After he ate a few bites of wontons, he said:

"I haven't been here for a while. I'm going to take a walk. You guys can enjoy your meal here. I'm going to go take a look at the ancient banyan tree. You can see everything here. If you're worried, you can send someone to follow me."

Hearing what Mr. Li said, the leader of the guards looked at the ancient banyan wishing tree hung with red ropes, which was very close to them, and said:

"That's not right, Mr. Li. The Master asked us to come here to protect Mr. Li. If Mr. Li wants to go, then go."

"Well, thank you very much."

His youthful thoughts were hanging on the ancient banyan tree, and Mr. Li wanted to go and see if they were still there.

Just when Mr. Li was halfway there, a familiar scent of camellia wafted over.

He was stunned for a moment. The scent of camellia was exactly the same as his master's.

Mr. Li looked up and saw a woman in a white dress and a veiled hat walking past him.

For some people, even if their faces are covered and only their figures are seen, you can still recognize who they are at a glance.

Master? ?

There was shock and surprise in Mr. Li's eyes?

His master is not dead?

At this moment, the woman's purse fell to the ground. Old Li reacted quickly, knowing that the guards were watching him. After calming down, he picked up the purse and caught up with the woman:

"Girl, your purse."

The woman took it and spoke in a cold voice:

"Disciple, Master is waiting for you at the old place."

It was indeed the Master's voice. Elder Li could feel his heartbeat quickening.

Master, he is not dead after all.

"Yes, Master."

After the two had a brief negotiation, the woman left.

When the four guards saw this scene, they just thought that the woman was thanking Mr. Li and did not suspect anything.

After the woman left, Mr. Li found an old wooden sign under the ancient banyan tree. The writing on it had been eroded by the wind and rain for a long time, and he could only vaguely make out the content:

"Goudan is a traitor who dares to covet Master. I don't ask for Master's response, but I ask that Master always stay by my side."

The handwriting was very childish, so childish that one could see through the immature writing skills and see through the boy's unspoken thoughts.

Thinking of having just seen his master, Mr. Li was still a little panicked.

The thirty-five-year-old man was like a young boy at this moment and just wanted to hide the wooden board.

He took out his handkerchief and was about to wrap the wooden board, when he turned over the back and saw a word written on the back:

"May."

Although the ink looks new, it is obviously three or four days old.

and……

The handwriting is beautiful, it is clearly the master's handwriting.

The muscles on Mr. Li's face were trembling, and great surprise burst out in his eyes. Master... responded to him!

I don’t know what Mr. Li had just seen, but when the guards came back, they found that his whole spirit and energy had instantly improved a lot.

Mr. Li ordered a pot of good tea for everyone. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they found an inn to rest for a while.

As a result, as soon as they woke up from a nap, several people, including Mr. Li, felt nauseous, dizzy and vomited.

After giving himself the medicine, Mr. Li took the pulses of several other guards and prescribed medicine.

"I've been in the capital for too long, and I've been traveling all the time. I'm not used to the climate here. I'll be fine after taking some medicine and resting for three hours."

The head guard held his stomach and said:

"My brothers are all feeling unwell right now. Mr. Li, how about we take a rest first and then go up the mountain in the afternoon?"

We have been rushing along the way without much rest, and now everyone is having trouble acclimatizing to the climate here, I would feel sorry for my brothers if I don't rest.

Mr. Li thought for a while and finally nodded.

After the guards returned to their room, Mr. Li closed the door and swallowed a pill.

Naturally, he was the one who gave the medicine. Since the master said he would wait for him at the old place, he must be waiting there now.

The antidote that Mr. Li just gave them had a calming effect and was enough for them to sleep until the afternoon.

After making sure that the medicine had taken effect, Mr. Li opened the door and left the inn.

The place that Bian Yourong was talking about was a theater. The master loved listening to music and used to bring them here often.

They entered the wing room they used to frequent. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Bian Yourong in white leaning against the window watching the opera performance below the stage.

Seeing him coming, he turned around and said with a smile:

"Disciple, are you back?"

The gentle word "disciple" seemed to bring him back to his childhood.

But she was still young at that time, and she called him "disciple" just for fun. Now when he called him "disciple" again, with the word "Xu" on the sign, Mr. Li felt that there was a bit more tenderness.

His eyes became hot and he wanted to cry immediately:

"Master, haven't you already..."

Bian Yourong knew that he was talking about the fire at Biyue Peak, so he spoke in a relaxed tone:

“I was the one who started that fire.”

Mr. Li looked puzzled:

"Why?"

Bian Yourong held his chin with his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Because, since you dare not come up the mountain, then I can only burn the mountain and come down to find you."

Although Bian Yourong is 45 years old, she is a doctor and has taken good care of herself. Apart from two fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, time has not left many traces on her.

But the aura on his body became more calm and gentle, like a fine aged wine, which became more mellow and attractive after being fermented over time.

Bian Yourong's words were very straightforward, and Mr. Li couldn't help but blush.

"Why are you still so shy?"

Seeing Bian Yourong making fun of him, Mr. Li couldn't help but shout:

"Master..."

Bian Yourong smiled and motioned him to sit opposite her. Master has always been different from ordinary people. He always follows his heart and does whatever he wants.

Just like now, she wanted to stare at him, and she looked at him without any concealment.

When he met her eyes, Mr. Li subconsciously wanted to hide.

"Don't hide, keep your back straight, don't hunch over."

Hearing Bian Yourong's words, Mr. Li straightened his back.

Obedience to her words was ingrained in his bones.

Seeing this, Bian Yourong smiled again:

"Why are you still as stupid as before?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on his face, stroked his beard and said:

"Why are you so old?"

Mr. Li didn't know how to answer for a moment, and just rubbed her palm out of habit as he did before.

I also felt a little regretful that I should have shaved my beard before coming here.

Bian Yourong took his hand back and lowered his voice:

"Goudan, are you blaming me for driving you down the mountain fifteen years ago?"

When Mr. Li heard what Bian Yourong said, he quickly shook his head and said anxiously:

"No, Goudan has never blamed Master. It was because I was a traitor that Master was right to drive me down the mountain."

"Then why have you never come up the mountain to see me in all these years?"

There was a sense of loss, grievance and a hint of complaint in Bian Yourong's words.

"Because Master said..."

She said that they would never see each other again in this life and that he was not worthy of being her disciple.

Seeing him pause, Bian Yourong directly said what he had not said:

"Just because I said we would never meet again in this life, you really disappeared? Then why did you still fall in love with me when I told you not to?"

"Do you know how many years I have been waiting for you on the mountain?"

This sentence revealed the endless grievances in her heart.

Forget about the master-disciple relationship. Mr. Li couldn't help but stand up, walked to her side, and hugged her in his arms:

"I'm sorry, Master. It's Goudan's fault."

Bian Yourong snuggled in his arms and said:

"Call my name."

Mr. Li considered it for a while, then called out carefully:

"Yourong."

Bian Yourong raised his head from his arms and said:

"Call me Ye Rong."

Ye Rong?

The youngest female tutor in the previous dynasty?

Old Li was slightly stunned. Having been with Xiao Yun for so many years, he knew a thing or two about court affairs.

Seeing Mr. Li's reaction, Bian Yourong knew that Mr. Li had guessed it, and said:

"It seems that these years of following the prince have not been in vain. I am Ye Rong, the former female tutor. So, do you want me?"

Without any hesitation, Mr. Li hugged her tighter and said hurriedly:

"Yes, I want it."

"What if I die?"

"I would rather die than not."

Ye Rong curved her red lips and said:

"So, Goudan, you will help me, right?..."

……

Lin Zhaoyue discovered that something was wrong with Xiao Yan these two days.

Ever since she escaped and was caught, Xiao Yan forced her to sleep with her clothes on.

Then in the middle of the night, Xiao Yan seemed to be having a nightmare. He was sweating coldly and calling for his father and mother. Sometimes he called her and sometimes he called Liu Yiyi. Occasionally, when the nightmare was too severe, he would suddenly strangle her neck.

When he woke up, he looked at her as if he didn't recognize her. After a long while, he shouted uncertainly:

"Zhao Zhao?"