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Chapter Thirty Two

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    The covetousness around Wan's family has obviously improved because of Xiang Huan's arrival.

    He is like a statue of a town house, always sitting there sternly, but anyone who passes by will take a second look, and he will stare at him so that he will run away.

    "Girl, I've taken some medicine."

    Wanyao heard the words and closed the medical book, but when she turned around, she couldn't help covering her lips and coughing lightly. Seeing this, the maid hurriedly stroked her back, sighed and persuaded: "If you want me to tell you, don't read these things."

    "There are so many doctors in the world, why bother to make things difficult for yourself, or make plans after taking care of your body."

    She has insufficient blood and energy, and has been weak all the time. These days, the diet and soup are difficult to swallow.  In addition to medicine tonic, mentality is also very important to recuperate, so Wan Yao's face is always pale, and her lips are blue.

    After reluctantly filling some rice porridge, she put on her clothes and went out, originally intending to go to the kitchen to get something for Xiang Huan, but when she passed the study, she heard her parents talking in it.

    "Aren't you going to court today? Is something wrong?"

    Wan Yan leaned on her forehead and sighed softly: "Although Your Majesty didn't say anything, Chen Shangshu, Wang Shaobao, and Taifu Yu came to him one by one, and there was even movement from the Imperial Medical Office. I'm really afraid"

    It is related to the stability of the capital. Everyone in Chang'an is in danger today. The longer the epidemic drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for the court. If public grievances arise, it will not end.

    It's hard to say whether one's life will be sacrificed today for the sake of the overall situation.

    After all, this is indeed a good deal.

    "Then what to do!"

    Mrs. Wan was spinning back and forth anxiously, "We can't just sit and wait for death. If we make trouble, our daughter may not even be able to save her life."

    "Don't panic, don't paniclet me think about it." He asked her to sit down, "I'll think about it, okay?"

    Wan Yao turned sideways and leaned her back against the wall.

    She suddenly didn't want to go to the kitchen anymore, and the afterglow of the setting sun made her dizzy.  She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the wall and walking back, planning to go to bed and lie down for a while.

    In Chonghua Square, under the wall of the Wanjia courtyard, which was listed as a restricted area, Xiang Huan was sitting there eating the dinner brought by Yu Fei and his two, the crumbs of buns fell by his feet, and far away, there was only one who was not afraid of death.  The dog looked at them cautiously.

    "You have been guarding for three days." Yu Wenjun handed over the water bag, "Why don't you change me at night, just as I am taking over the shift, you should also rest."

    Xiang Huan took a bite, and before he could answer, Yu Fei suddenly bumped him with his elbow, motioning him to look aside.

    He squinted and saw several well-dressed officials standing in front of the Wan Mansion.

    Yu Wenjun reminded in a low voice: "It's from Taichang Temple."

    "Doctor Zhang is also inside."

    Yu Fei grinned and clicked his tongue: "It's them shit-stirring sticks again What are they trying to do?"

    Xiang Huan had half a meat bun in his mouth, but he just chewed it slowly, the expression in his eyes gradually turned cold, and then threw the remaining half on the ground.

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    Wanyao didn't sleep well, she had a slight cough, and it seemed that she couldn't cover her calf with heat.

    While tossing and turning, she vaguely felt that there was an extra person in the room. Because of the previous experience, she had invisibly increased her sense of alertness, so she forced herself to open her eyes vaguely.

    In the pitch-black line of sight is a pair of clear and serious star pupils.

    But apart from that, Wan Yao didn't see it clearly.

    The man looked back, made a silent gesture to her, and then lowered his voice and said, "It's me."

    When she was half asleep and half awake, even though she hadn't realized who it was, she unconsciously felt extremely at ease because of the slightly hoarse tone.

    The man pulled up a blanket of white fox fur to wrap her whole body, rustlingly packed up a few clothes and tied them around her waist.

    Wan Yao poked her head out from under the blanket, "Where are you going?"

    "Take you away." He said, turning around neatly and covering the man on his back.

    "Hold tight."

    Wan Yao put her arms around his neck.

    The strong meridians on the back of her neck exuded a warm heat, she buried her head under his clean coat, and finally felt the urge to cry, but she held back desperately, swallowing all the waves  belly.

    The sky outside the window was still bottomless black, with a fluffy moon hanging in the west, they were bathed in a twilight, with scattered stars above their heads and dim lights under their feet.

    The boy ran with her on the connected walls and the roof of the courtyard, the cool night wind blew from the undulating surroundings, and his breath turned into white smoke, but Wanyao didn't feel muchclear.

    "Tuk-tuk¡ª¡ª"

    The knock on the door was still unhurried.

    He gripped the handle of the knife tightly and reached for the latch.

    The moment the door was opened, the blade was like a tiger, and it kissed the man's neck in the blink of an eye.

    Xiang Huan had also been a scout before, and his movements were not unpleasant, but this time, as soon as he handed out the weapon, he was blocked lightly by a force from the side.

    The person in front of him was tall and straight, and he seemed to have the breath of the mountain wind on his body, but his eyebrows and eyes were still as loose and casual as ever.

    Ji Changchuan smiled lightly and pressed down the young man's domineering wrist, "Whose mouth are you trying to kill?"

    Xiang Huan's expression was slightly startled, and he looked at him suspiciously: "General?"

    "How did you find here"

    Ji Changchuan threw away his arm holding the knife, put his hand behind his back, and glanced at it leisurely, "The food is so delicious that I smelled it halfway up the mountain. What do you think?" (Remember the website URL: www  .hlnovel.com
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