Last night, Su Xian woke up in the middle of the night, feeling slightly dazed and unable to fall asleep for a long time.
It wasn't until the sky turned white and a feeling of sleepiness hit him that he went back to the bed and lay down, enduring his irritability and went to see Duke Zhou.
I don’t know how long I slept.
"don't want!"
Su Xian woke up from the nightmare and jumped up from the bed sweating profusely. With a thought in his mind, he subconsciously looked at the floor beside the bed——
I saw that the bedding, which was neatly folded last night, was now slightly messy.
The plain quilt vaguely highlights a petite human figure.
Su Xian felt happy and quickly moved his gaze upwards, and saw Yang Zhilan's head, lying motionless on the soft plain pillow.
She looked pale.
Su Xian woke up screaming from a nightmare, which also woke her up, but her eyes looked dull, looking sleepy from overwork and lack of sleep.
"Zhilan, you are finally back!"
Su Xian turned over and jumped off the bed, sat down on the side of the floor, looked at her pale and thin face carefully, then smiled, frowned and asked:
"You look very bad. What happened last night? Are you injured? Why didn't you wake me up earlier? I'll find someone to go to the camp outside the city to ask for a royal doctor..."
"..."
With that said, Su Xian stood up and walked towards the door.
Princess Lanling went to Youzhou, so naturally there was an imperial doctor accompanying her.
The imperial doctors not only treated the princess, but also the accompanying officials, generals, maids and others.
"Master... no need..."
After taking only two steps, Yang Zhilan's weak voice came from behind.
Looking back, I saw that she was struggling to get up, and the movement was very difficult... You know, when Su Xian sat up from the bed, she would stand upright like a flagpole.
"Last night...it's hard to put it into words. I have taken the medicine and I will be cured today."
"You'd better lie down." Su Xian came back, pressed her down again, pulled the quilt over her, then looked at her pale face and frowned:
"But……"
"It's okay. As a killer, you don't need to see a doctor. I have a healing medicine." Yang Zhilan explained after lying down.
"..."
For some reason, Su Xian always felt that she talked a lot this morning.
But Su Xian didn't think much about it.
The reasons given by Yang Zhilan are also convincing. The killer has a special status and usually treats his own illnesses, and Yang Zhilan is one of the best.
She seemed to be afraid that Su Xian wouldn't believe it, so she said weakly:
"Besides, I have a special status and should not come into contact with too many people..."
"..."
In fact, Yang Zhilan talked a lot this morning to prevent Su Xian from asking a doctor or imperial physician.
The real reason was not because she had taken medicine or that she was not suitable to see people, but because she was afraid that her strange illness, which occurred once a month, would be discovered.
Come and try it quickly. 】
She didn't want Su Xian to know about it.
Because there is no cure for this disease.
As the most powerful killer of the inner guards, she actually enjoys certain privileges. Whether it is money or freedom, she can definitely find ways to cure this disease.
However, there is no cure for this disease.
This was the result after visiting numerous famous doctors.
However, that doesn’t mean there isn’t a silver lining.
It’s just that this glimmer of hope is too slim——
Legend has it that among the mountains of Shu, there is a place called "Butterfly Valley". There is a "Miracle Doctor Li" who lives in seclusion in that valley, specializing in treating difficult and complicated diseases, and his skills are almost divine.
There are many stories circulated among the people and in the world about Dr. Li's wonderful skills in rejuvenating people and curing diseases with medicine.
It is said that he is immune to all diseases!
However, such a miracle doctor has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for more than ten years. No one knows his traces. Even the internal guards of the Daliang Empire cannot find out where this person is hiding...
Yang Zhilan has also visited the mountains of Shu. However, the roads to Shu are difficult, the mountains are dangerous, and the mountains are like looking for a needle in a haystack. Finding the "Butterfly Valley" is not easy!
Doctor Li is like a character in a fairy tale, elusive and out of reach!
Therefore, this glimmer of hope is tantamount to no hope.
Yang Zhilan had already given up.
Otherwise, I would not give up on myself and come to Yingzhou to spend the rest of my life alone.
Last night, in the dilapidated house next door, after Yang Zhilan survived with her strong desire to survive, her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and her clothes were all soaked.
We can't go back in such a mess.
So before dawn, she dragged her weak body, changed her clothes, fixed her hair, and silently returned to her home where she almost left her forever.
As for the weak body, there is no way but to recover slowly.
She also thought about hiding outside for two days and waiting for her body to feel completely better before going back, so as to avoid Su Xian's detection.
But she also thought that she didn't have much time left in her life. It was hard to say whether she could survive the full moon night next month. It was really a waste to hide out for two days.
For this reason, the extra words she said this morning have been brewing in her heart for a long time.
Seeing that Su Xian was still hesitating, she took the initiative and said:
"It's nothing serious. Just rest for a day or two. I've always come here this way."
"..."
"Okay then." Su Xian nodded lightly, and secretly decided in his heart that if he didn't get better today, he would ask the imperial doctor to come tomorrow no matter what.
"Last night..." Su Xian raised his eyes, wanting to ask what happened last night, but facing her tired eyes, Su Xian swallowed back the rest of the words and only said:
"You have a good rest and don't get up. I won't go out for the next two days. I will serve you at home."
"..."
"Master...I..."
The corners of Yang Zhilan's eyes were moist, and she had a terrible feeling of wanting to cry.
As a killer, she stopped crying at a young age.
Except last night...
Then today, Su Xian's words made her feel that terrible feeling again, as if her heart was filled to the brim with something.
The muscles at the corner of her mouth "rebelled" and she wanted to slowly pull it up, but she, who had always been unsmiling, held it back.
This feeling reminded her of the time when she was very young, when her vaguely remembered parents held her and told her stories.
My heart felt warm, like drinking from a sweet spring. My muscles and bones all over my body were numb and numb, as if I was at home, completely relaxed.
The remaining pain in my body disappeared.
Yang Zhilan looked at Su Xian blankly, confused.
This man left a deep mark on her short life.
For the first time since her family broke up when she was very young, she felt a sense of "reliance"...
Su Xian smiled brightly, stretched out his hand to touch her thin forehead, stood up and said with a smile: "I'm going to ask someone to prepare breakfast. By the way, what do you want to eat?"
"rack of lamb!"
"good!"
"..."
…
…
City of Gods.
Yanfu.
Early in the morning, Yan Dashan ran out of the house with a lot of gifts, rushed into a carriage as if he was desperate, and kept urging the coachman:
"Quick, set off quickly, don't let anyone catch up."
"Yes, Duke!"
"..."
