The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Snow Ridge.

"What? The old doctor from the clinic went to the next village to see patients?"

At the gate of the military camp, Yan Feng was scratching his head anxiously: "Didn't I tell you to find someone? What should we do now? Master Jiayan is almost unable to hold on, the military doctor is not at home, and the prince went to Linzhen to find a doctor but he hasn't come back yet. If this continues..."

As he spoke, his voice choked several times and he lowered his head dejectedly, not even noticing someone approaching.

"Don't be anxious. Tell me slowly what happened."

"How can I not be anxious? I..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Feng suddenly realized what was going on in the voice. He immediately raised his head and was unexpectedly met with Bai Fu's soft eyes.

"I, you..."

Yan Feng stared at Bai Fu blankly and didn't react for a long time, as if he was mute.

Seeing his stupid look, Bai Fu couldn't help but glared at him. She raised her hand and pushed him with a red face: "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Why don't you lead us in?"

Yan Feng's heart fluttered when he was pushed, and fortunately this helped him come back to his senses. He couldn't help but wonder: "We...?"

After reacting, Yan Feng immediately looked behind Bai Fu, but saw that there was nothing there.

Before he could ask, a stone was suddenly thrown over his head and hit him right on the back of his head.

Yan Feng rubbed his head and turned away unhappily: "Who threw me!"

Just after he finished yelling, he suddenly saw a figure on the tree not far from the wall, and he froze.

Xie Yuantang held Hongqiu's slender waist, jumped down from the tree, and stood in front of him: "What's wrong with me?"

Yan Feng looked at Xie Yuantang stupidly, his eyes reddened after a while: "You... Little Imperial Concubine? Is it really you? You... are so tall?"

Yan Feng has grown taller in the past few years, but now he is only 1.77 meters tall, about the same height as Xie Yuantang when they stand together.

Xie Yuantang didn't have time to reminisce with him, so he pulled him inside: "Hurry up and lead the way. Didn't they say that my father-in-law is dying?"

"Oh yes, yes!"

Yan Feng reacted and quickly trotted forward to lead the way.

The guards on both sides naturally knew Yan Feng, but had never seen Xie Yuantang and others. They were just curious about the identities of these three women and how they could have the Fifth Prince's confidant leading the way.

In the tent.

Leng Yunting and others walked around anxiously and worriedly.

Leng Zhenshan said guiltily: "Buddha, this is all because of me. If you hadn't saved me, you wouldn't have..."

“Don’t blame yourself.”

Jiayan smiled slightly, his bloodless face looked extremely pale, and his gray eyes seemed to have lost all vitality: "Death is a liberation and a fulfillment for me, so please don't mind it, benefactor."

He stared into the void, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a gorgeous figure walking towards him and waving at him.

Jia Yan sighed, stretched out his hand towards the figure, and said with satisfaction: "Lan'er, you are here to pick me up."

The next moment, the hand in the air suddenly exerted force, turned his wrist over forcefully, and held his pulse.

Jia Yan: “?”

Xie Yuantang: "If my mother-in-law knew that you were touching her daughter-in-law, she would definitely dump you again!"

Jia Yan: “…”! ! !

This sentence frightened the Buddhist disciple so much that he immediately opened his eyes wide. The energy that was about to overflow was instantly forced to be retracted. He stared at the person who was taking his pulse.

Xie Yuantang waved his other hand with a smile, and took the opportunity to throw a pill into his mouth: "Hey~ Master Buddha, are you surprised or not?"

Jia Yan: “…”

The dignified Buddhist couldn't catch his breath and fainted with a "crack".

Leng Yunchao tried his breath uncertainly, then turned to look at Xie Yuantang: "Niece, could he have been scared to death by you?"

Xie Yuantang stabbed a needle into his heart and said calmly, "Don't worry, little uncle. No, if he dares to die, I will turn him into a zombie."

Everyone: “…” How scary.

It was not known whether it was Xie Yuantang's medical skills that worked, or her shock, but after a while, Jiayan's pulse stabilized.

I don’t know if I had dreamed of something horrible, but I was sweating all over and kept muttering “no” with my eyes closed.

Leng Zhenshan shook his head sympathetically: "I don't know what he dreamed about."

Leng Yunting thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he turned into a zombie and watched Situ Qing and Yan Yilan go out together, right?"

Everyone: “…” I haven’t seen you make a joke in six years.

Leng Zhenshan only had time to ask Xie Yuantang now. Xie Yuantang briefly described her situation after waking up, and then helped Leng Zhenshan to feel his pulse. He was relieved only after confirming that the old man was fine.

Leng Yunchao looked at his niece in front of him, nodded and said, "You are worthy of being the daughter of my Leng family! Tang'er, if you change into men's clothes, what will happen to your cousins?"

Xie Yuantang raised his chin proudly: "It has nothing to do with them if I wear women's clothes!"

"Haha, that's right!" Leng Yunchao laughed.

Leng Yunting was also relieved and said, "Your uncle and cousins ​​haven't come back yet. If they see you, they will definitely be happy."

Leng Yunchao winked at his niece and said, "Situ Yan doesn't know you're awake, right? I'll have someone arrange it right away, and no one is allowed to let it slip! Give him a good scare!"

Xie Yuantang agreed with a smile. Leng Zhenshan felt sorry for his granddaughter's hard journey, so he didn't want to talk to her for long and let her go and rest.

Xie Yuantang followed the servants to Situ Yan's tent.

In fact, all the members of the Leng family lived in a house in the city, but Situ Yan didn't like it. In recent years, he either traveled around outside, or lived in the military camp when he stayed in Xueling.

Xie Yuantang walked into the tent and found it empty. Apart from toiletries and a few pieces of clothing, there was no sign of life here.

All these years...has Situ Yan been living in a place like this?

Xie Yuantang felt a little uncomfortable. How come the cub she had "spoiled and raised" couldn't take care of himself at all?

She walked around in the tent and finally her eyes fell on the desk.

There were several scrolls in the bottle above. Xie Yuantang opened it casually, but was stunned when he saw the paintings on it.

One, two...all of her.

Or rather, she is of different sizes and looks.

Xie Yuantang could almost see her growth progress in the past few years from these paintings. Every time he visited her, Situ Yan would draw a picture after coming back. Moreover, the painting did not show any signs of modification, and it was obvious that they were drawn many times and then copied.

She looked at the most recent one, and thought about Bai Lang saying that he had been to Cangque a year ago, and she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

After thinking for a while, Xie Yuantang spread out the painting, took the brush and added a few words in the blank space next to it.

Seeing his own stupid words occupying those blank spaces, Xie Yuantang nodded with satisfaction: "Yes! That's right!"

She wanted to add words to other paintings as well, but she was so sleepy from the journey that she fell asleep on the table holding the brush while she was writing.

-

I don’t know how long it took, but a figure strode into the military camp.

"How are you doing?"

Situ Yan led the doctor inside and asked Yan Feng anxiously.

Yan Feng suppressed his laughter and lowered his head, not daring to look at him. He felt a little guilty about hiding this from his master: "Well... maybe it's the Buddha's blessing, the master is fine now."

Situ Yan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, but he was still worried: "Let's let the doctor take a look. By the way, is there any urgent letter from Cang Que?"

Wu Chen would send him letters every once in a while to inform him of Xie Yuantang's condition, but this time it was several days late and the letter had not arrived yet.

Yan Feng shook his head: "No."

Seeing that he kept his head down, Yan Mo couldn't help but frown: "Why are you lowering your head? Is there a treasure on the ground?"

Yan Feng: “…” There is my courage on the ground.

Situ Yan didn't notice anything unusual at first, until he walked along, everyone he passed by was smiling and kept looking at him. After passing by him, they looked back as if they were waiting for something interesting to happen.

Situ Yan narrowed his eyes, stopped outside his tent, turned to look at Yan Feng: "What happened?"

"I don't know anything!"

Yan Feng was startled and turned around and ran away in fear.

Yan Mo was about to chase after him, but Yan Feng pulled him away and ran away with him.

Looking at Yan Feng running away, Situ Yan's eyes became more confused.

I always feel that the way he ran away seems a little... happy?

Perhaps because Jiayan had survived the crisis, Situ Yan shook his head, lifted the curtain and walked in.