The walls of Chang'an Temple are built very high to prevent some scoundrels from sneaking in and disturbing the peace of the temple.
But for Xie Shiba, who was very good at Qinggong, it was not difficult to cross the wall of Chang'an Temple and enter the temple smoothly.
Moreover, Xie Shiba is better at hiding his figure.
Seeing Xie Shiba's retreating back gradually disappearing from sight, Meng Huaijun frowned and felt a little worried in his heart: "Young Master, if something happens in the temple, what can he alone do? "
If he hadn't been incompetent in martial arts or climbing, Meng Huaijun would have really wanted to go in and find out.
There was no panic on Xie Xi's face, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Huaijun, Shiba is very strong. Even if something happens, he will be able to come out and report the news in time."
After all, the abbot of Chang'an Temple was an old friend of Master Huaijun. Master Huaijun felt worried about this, and Xie Xi could understand his mood.
Lu Xiaoxiao had already checked the system and learned that the host and Sikong in Chang'an Temple were now safe. She couldn't help but said: "Both the host and Sikong are very lucky people, so you don't have to worry."
[It’s just that the host suffered a bit of cold, and it never got better. Sikong was busy taking care of the host, so he didn’t go out to clean outside the temple...]
[Speaking of which, if I had known that the host was ill, I should have found an excuse to invite the old doctor over! 】
[I don’t know when Xie Shiba will be able to come out of the temple. If we invite the old doctor here earlier, the host can also suffer less pain...]
It turned out that Sikong didn't open the door of Chang'an Temple because the abbot was infected with the cold! ?
Xie Xi and Meng Huaijun quickly glanced at each other and quickly looked away.
Meng Huaijun breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and even the worry in his eyebrows dissipated a lot.
Meng Huaijun: "Madam is right. They are blessed. Xiaosheng does not need to worry too much."
Lu Xiaoxiao: "..."
[For some reason, I always feel that Mr. Huaijun’s worries seem to disappear a little too quickly? 】
Meng Huaijun: "..."
[It must be my misunderstanding, right? 】
Lu Xiaoxiao shook his head, throwing all the distracting thoughts in his mind to the back of his mind, and said: "When Shiba comes out, we will know what exactly happened."
Meng Huaijun: "Thank you madam for your comfort."
Xie Shiba did not keep them waiting for too long. Just two quarters of an hour later, the door of Chang'an Temple was opened from the inside.
Lu Xiaoxiao and the three people who had been standing outside heard the movement and raised their eyes to look at the main entrance of Chang'an Temple.
However, Xie Shiba was the first to walk out, and Sikong was following behind Xie Shiba.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Sikong seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and even his energy was not as good as before.
Lu Xiaoxiao: "They're coming out!"
"Um."
Xie Xi responded in a low voice, then held Lu Xiao's hand tightly and walked towards Xie Shiba and Sikong.
Lu Xiaoxiao:?
Lu Xiaoxiao looked slightly startled, and stared at Xie Xi for a moment with his round almond-shaped eyes, wondering in his heart:
[His Highness seems to like holding my hand lately? Could it be that Your Highness——】
"Cough cough cough"
Xie Xi suddenly coughed softly, and held Lu's small hand tightly but did not let go. His pace quickened a lot. Almost as soon as he stood in front of Xie Shiba, Xie Xi asked: "In the temple?" How's it going?"
Lu Xiaoxiao, who was being carried around all the way, said: "..." He almost thought he had lost his legs.
Meng Huaijun, who was originally following the two of them, fell silent when he saw the distance between him and the young master and his wife getting farther and farther.
Meng Huaijun silently speeded up and rushed to the young master's side.
"Sikong has met three donors."
Before Xie Shiba could speak, Sikong walked out from behind him. His eyes were slightly red, he clasped his hands and bowed towards Meng Huaijun. His clear young voice seemed to be choked with sobs: "The host wants to see Benefactor Meng. "
"good."
Meng Huaijun responded.
Meng Huaijun raised his eyes and looked at Xie Xi beside him, and nodded slightly: "Young Master, Xiaosheng will go in first."
Xie Xi nodded.
Meng Huaijun followed Sikong into Chang'an Temple.
After seeing the backs of the two of them, Xie Shiba reported to his master what he had seen before: "Master, Chang'an Temple is not open. The reason is actually because the abbot is bedridden due to illness. Young Master Sikong is worried about the abbot's condition. So I always stayed by the host’s side.”
Xie Xi: "Did Master Sikong invite a doctor to check your pulse and prescribe medicine for the host?"
Xie Shiba: "I have asked a doctor and prescribed medicine for a few days, but the host's condition has not improved. I don't know why."
Hearing this, Xie Xi frowned slightly, "Eighteen, go down the mountain and invite the most skilled doctor in Suzhou City."
After taking medicine for several days, he still couldn't recover. The doctor invited by Little Master Sikong that day must be a quack!
Lu Xiaoxiao: "Eighteen, when you enter the city, go to the Huichun Hall. I think the doctors there may be more reliable."
[The old doctor who treated Mrs. Jiang before had very good medical skills. I wonder if Shiba can find that old doctor...]
Xie Shiba responded: "Yes, I will do it now."
Xie Shiba turned and left.
Xie Xi held Lu Xiaoxiao's hand, crossed the threshold side by side, and entered Chang'an Temple.
Chang'an Temple was already very quiet and deserted. Previously, they could still see Master Sikong running back and forth in the temple, and from time to time he would run outside the temple to clean, so it barely gained a little more popularity.
But now, there were only Xie Xi and Lu Xiaoxiao in the empty hall.
Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shudder and felt a little cold for no reason: "Husband, do we have to find Mr. Huaijun first?"
Sensing something strange about Lu Xiaoxiao, Xie Xi frowned and pursed his lips tightly.
Suddenly, Xie Xi took off his coat and gently put it on Lu Xiaoxiao's shoulders: "Madam, are you cold?"
"without."
How could Lu Xiaoxiao admit it?
However, His Highness's considerate concern still softened Lu Xiaoxiao's heart. She stared straight at Xie Xi with her round apricot eyes, and said slowly: "Husband, let's go find Huai first." Mr. Jun, right?"
Xie Xi couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub her head and said, "Well, Mr. Huaijun should be in the host's courtyard at this time. Let's go over."
Lu Xiaoxiao: "Okay."
The two walked towards the backyard.
At this time, Meng Huaijun was indeed in the host room.
"Hosting, hosting?"
Meng Huaijun was sitting next to him and asked with a worried expression: "Why did you suddenly catch the cold?"
The host, who was half leaning on the couch, coughed several times in succession. He closed his eyes and opened them again.
The host did not answer Meng Huaijun's question, but said something else: "Mrs. Jiang's letter has been delivered."
With that said, the host slowly took out two letters from his arms and thrust one of them into Meng Huaijun's hand...
