Lone Grass Gap

It has been more than a month since he left the palace. From Ziyang City all the way south to Fengshui, Fanhua has been inquiring about Qianmo's clues along the way. He originally wanted to find someone to make a portrait and post it in the city, but he was afraid of being discovered by others, so he I can only give up.

However, many days of inquiring are not completely fruitless. Qianmo and the others are probably still in Fengshui County, waiting for them...

In order to find them, Fan Hua simply found an inn and gave them two months' rent. While he was treating others to make ends meet, he was also looking for the whereabouts of Qian Mo and the others from the crowd.

It's just that recently his body seems to be getting more and more unbearable, he is always prone to fatigue, and every time he almost touches the bed, he will fall into a dark sleep, which makes him wonder if it is the cold poison in his body that has not recurred for a long time It's clamoring.

Just sent away a patient who came to see the doctor, Fan Hua lay wearily on the table, motionless, until Yue'er came in with lunch, after he saw the things in her hand, his chest and abdomen were almost unbearable. A nasty urge surged out of control.

"Yue'er, I really don't want to drink the greasy soup made by this old hen, I'm really not hungry..."

Yue'er's face changed slightly, but the speed was too fast for Fan Hua to notice.After thinking for a while, Yue'er put the things in her hand on the table, and persuaded: "Young master, I specially filtered the oil noodles, it is very light, you can drink some, look at you, your cheeks are so thin It's sunken."

Fan Hua sighed, and said sickly: "Maybe it's the weather. It's really strange. I always like summer, but now I don't know why it's so uncomfortable."

"If you don't feel well, go to bed and rest after eating. We won't open in the afternoon. Anyway, we still have plenty of money."

Fan Hua rolled his eyes. If he didn't move his eyeballs, others would probably think he was a dead person.

"Well... Now that everyone knows about us, if we suddenly shut down, wouldn't it delay those who are sick?"

Bing'er, who came in from behind, thought about it and suggested: "How about this? If the condition is not serious, Yue'er and I will help take a look. If it is really not possible, then let the young master come, so that the young master can rest freely It's been an afternoon."

Fan Hua thought for a while, although he felt something was wrong, he was very honest and did not refute, so he said "Let's talk about it later", and then he went to bed and rested after eating some food.

Seeing the unconscious person who had just climbed onto the couch, Bing'er tugged at the hem of Yue'er's clothes, and Yue'er followed her out of the room knowingly, and closed the door behind her.

After going downstairs, Yue'er finally couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered in Bing'er's ear: "Bing'er, young master, he..."

Bing'er's face was slightly red, but she still replied solemnly: "I think it looks like it, but unfortunately we don't know how to take the pulse, if we can, we can verify it while the young master is resting."

Yue'er's white and tender cheeks had already turned crimson, she murmured: "There really are such weird things."

Bing'er tapped her on the head lightly, and scolded with a smile: "How can it be said to be a weird thing? Doctor Wen told us that in addition to shaping a new body, that thing can also provide comprehensive care for the person who takes it. So those nine months are not only used to shape a new body, but also allow the person who takes it to absorb its immortal effect."

"I just don't know who the new body looks like..." Yue'er pouted, as if she still couldn't accept it.

Bing'er smiled playfully, and said in her ear: "It's like those two people, otherwise, why would the man in the palace spend so much time dealing with this matter, it's theirs..." When she said this, she had a lot of meaning Glancing at Yue'er, the latter shivered, and the two of them went downstairs pushing and shoving.

In the room that became quiet again, Fan Hua didn't sleep well, because he was having a dream, a dream that hadn't appeared for a long time.

Fan Hua saw himself as a child. Following his gaze, Fan Hua saw a neatly dressed woman with gentle shawl hair in front of her. Beside her, a tall and straight man was holding her hand. The two smiled and waved to themselves who were less than their thighs.

The child seemed to be in a daze, Fan Hua smiled, walked behind the child, and gently pushed him towards the two.However, just when the child was about to touch them, they disappeared out of thin air against the light, leaving only a slight sound of wind around them, and an unobstructed spot of light shining on the ground.

A familiar pain surged from the bottom of his heart. It was a combination of the sadness of being abandoned by his parents when he was young and ignorant of the world, and the fear of facing this strange world alone. At that moment, he seemed to be abandoned by God.

He saw the child squatting on the ground and crying, the crying covered the sound of leaves fluttering, the sound of wind flowing freely, and the cries of small animals in the grass...

He bit his lower lip and walked towards his childhood self.Suddenly the child stopped crying, and seemed to find someone behind him, and suddenly turned around.

With the light behind him, Fan Hua couldn't see the child's appearance clearly, only to realize that the child was like him, but not exactly his childhood appearance.When the child saw him, he froze for a moment, then rushed towards him suddenly, accompanied by a childish call:

"father!"

Fan Hua was knocked down to the ground by him, and before he could linger on the call, the thick and hard mud behind him suddenly turned into pitch black, with no end in sight, the two shouted in the infinite fall.

"Son!"

A voice suddenly came from all directions, and Fan Hua squinted his eyes, only to realize that it was a dream.

Raising his hand and rubbing his head, Fan Hua looked at Bing'er who woke him up with dim sleepy eyes, but his mind was still not out of the dream.

"My lord, the shopkeeper said that there was a person who insisted on seeing a doctor here. He didn't leave until he saw you. He is still waiting below. The shopkeeper has no choice but to wake you up because that person won't let us see it. It's gone." Bing'er said while helping Fan Hua to get dressed.

Yue'er said angrily: "I don't know where the ghost came from. She is still wearing a black cloak on a hot day. I really have a brain problem. I think you should not go, in case you are caught by this unknown person." What if you get hurt?"

Fan Hua shook his head, finally managed to recover, and immediately asked the question in his heart: "Wearing a cloak? Have you seen what that person looks like?"

Bing'er shook her head, and replied: "That man covered his face tightly, we couldn't see clearly at all, but looking at his body, he is similar to you, young master."

Fan Hua frowned, and a thought flashed through his mind, which directly made the movements of his hands a lot faster.

Yue'er was puzzled: "My lord, why are you in such a hurry? Even if you really want to see us, we won't stop you."

Fan Hua was amused by her tone, and the movements of his hands slowed down, but the urgency in his heart to see someone coming was still deepening layer by layer.

After putting on his clothes, Fan Hua felt dizzy as soon as he stood up, and almost didn't fall off. Fortunately, Yue'er found out quickly and helped him up.

Rubbing the temples on both sides with two fingers, Fan Hua slowed down for a long time before the black shadow in front of him gradually dissipated.

"My lord, you should take a look by yourself." Bing'er worried.

Fan Hua waved his hand and said, "Go down and see that person first. Let's go."

As soon as he left the bed, he left in a quarter of an hour, making De Fanhua keep looking down on himself from the bottom of his heart when he went downstairs, making him look like a big girl.

But he just thought about it. As he walked downstairs, a person shrouded in darkness in front of the inn came into his field of vision, and when the person turned around and saw him, he clearly saw The right hand of the man under the gauze was clenched for a moment, and as he got closer and closer, for some reason, a vague sense of familiarity hit him.

The two girls were still staring at each other, Fan Hua took a deep breath and asked, "Are you here to see a doctor?"

As soon as he heard his voice, he trembled imperceptibly to Convenience, and then faced the shopkeeper and Bing'er Yue'er, who had kept his mouth tightly shut and finally opened his mouth: "Heart disease."

As soon as the words fell, Fan Hua looked at him strangely.He didn't speak again, but just put his hand on the hood, and as the hood slipped off, his face was slowly revealed in front of Fan Hua.

"Your Highness..."

There was a moment of silence in the air, he looked at Fanhua, with tears in his eyes, and shouted two words that he hadn't said for a long time.

Fan Hua's eyes widened. At this moment, shock and excitement intertwined in his heart, making him forget to speak, forget to speak.

Yue'er and Bing'er on the side had already jumped up and hugged each other's arm, and shouted with red eyes, "Lin Qianmo, you bastard!"

Hearing their voices, Fanhua confirmed, believed, and accepted that this was not a dream, it was real. They finally found Qianmo and their relatives!

Ecstasy spread upwards, Fan Hua clenched his fists tightly, and just about to meet him, his head became dizzy, and he lost consciousness in a whirl.

"Son!"

"Your Highness!"