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    "Your sister?" Wan Yao thought that she was also a prisoner of war, and asked after thinking for a while, "What's wrong with your sister?"

    "She" The little girl didn't know where to start, and she hesitated for a while before replying in a low voice, "She's got some bad disease, and she's going to die soon."

    Wan Yao didn't quite understand: "Is this related to the medicine you put in the soup?"

    "Miss is engaged to the son of the Taiwei's family, and they will get married this year." The little girl shook her head, "Before getting married, it is unlucky for people to be killed in the taboo mansion. My sister was left hanging in the backyard by them.  Later, in order to suspend her, the steward of the Peng residence even sent a doctor to treat her."

    Her eyes were full of tears, "I was very afraid that they would ignore my sister after the young lady got married, so I wondered if I could delay this marriage At least, at least until my sister recovers from her illness."

    Such behavior is very childish.

    She is young, so she may not know it yet. If she is really afraid of bad luck, the master will probably throw the servants outside to fend for herself.

    Now it takes such effort to see a doctor for a prisoner of war, presumably because this person is still useful to them.

    But Wanyao never judged people's hearts with the worst malice, so he said with relief: "High officials and dignitaries have always treated slaves and servants as if they were shoes. Since the Peng family is willing to find someone to treat your sister, it is probably because of the old love.  , I don¡¯t want her to die easily.¡±

    After hearing this, the little girl obviously hesitated to speak.

    "Aconite is a very hot medicinal herb, but it is also a type of aconitum. If the dose is not used properly, there will be troubles." Wan Yao said seriously, "Fortunately, Miss Peng's health is fine, and you can be regarded as suffering if you are beaten.  Lesson learned."

    "I don't need to send you back to Peng Mansion, but you are a prisoner of war with a special status. Think about the way you will go in the future, and leave on your own after you recover from your injuries."

    When she heard the words, her eyes became even more dazed, she responded blankly, and hugged the quilt in a daze.

    By the time I opened the door and went out, it was already evening, the sun was shining brightly, and the ground was full of dusk.

    Xiang Huan was squatting in front of a smooth bluestone to sharpen his knife. He didn't wear a coat in the cold weather, and the collar was slightly open, revealing the strong muscles inside.

    Wan Yao sat down on the steps, resting her chin.

    Xiang Huan glanced at her, and kept working, "What? Do you want to keep her here?"

    Wan Yao seemed to be thinking, her eyes were aimless, and she didn't know where to look, "We are all in danger now, why leave a burden"

    "However, the person who is sent to the government is dead, and the Peng family is also dead. I thought, it would be better to release her on the spot and let fate."

    Xiang Huan followed the sunset to see her.

    The girl in Jingchai commoner was as quiet as a statue, and the sunset covered her cheeks with a thin layer of powder.

    Sometimes, Xiang Huan feels that Wan Yao has grown up a lot.

    He couldn't tell when this feeling started. If he really wanted to say a specific time, it probablywas in the early summer when she followed the carriage firmly.

    "Xiang Huan, are there any prisoners of war in your family?"

    "No." He poured a ladle of cold water on Qingfeng, "My father and mother don't like to use this."

    "Well, so is my family."

    Somehow, Wan Yao suddenly recalled Qin Zheng vaguely.

    "The person is in the backyard" She sat down and couldn't help but said, "Can you take me to find the person she mentioned tomorrow?"

    Xiang Huan raised his eyes slowly, his tone suddenly twisted and turned, "I'm nosy again"

    He picked up the knife and turned it over to check the edge, "Who made an agreement with me before so that I would not get into trouble. This time, I didn't violate the rules and deviant, but someone who knows the law and breaks the law"

    Wan Yao moved over and held his arm, "I just take one look, just one look."

    The latter said deliberately unmoved, "First save that flower farmer"

    Wan Yao lowered her head.

    "Again, if you see injustice and save this maid"

    She was speechless.

    "Now I have to find her sister"

    Wan Yao was so accused that he couldn't lift his head up. It was rare that he didn't refute, and remained silent in shame.  Xiang Huan heard that there was no sound, and caught a glimpse of her expression from the corner of the eye, and still pursed his lips for a long while, losing the battle.

    "As soon as I have something to ask, I'll be good" He muttered, "It's fine, fine, I promise you."

    "Really?" Her eyes glowed.

    "Really, hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death."

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    &nbsWeak and in a coma.  Feed her some rice porridge later, and see if she can wake up tomorrow.  "

    The little girl responded while wiping her tears.

    This is what she callednot a good disease.

    It's really too bad.

    Wanyao sat on the edge of the bed, groping for her dry and white hands, sighed helplessly, turned around and opened the medicine box at hand, and took out the medical needle.

    Flower willow will make the skin very fragile, scars will appear almost when touched, and then fester little by little.

    Historically, only Hua Tuo has cured this disease, but the method has never been handed down, and there is no one like it so far.

    Her skin is vulnerable, Wanyao can only simply apply acupuncture to stabilize a few large acupoints.

    Not long after, Xiang Huan brought a bowl of steaming meat porridge, and Qing Hua helped her carefully lift her head.  Because there are no front teeth, the spoon can be passed in easily, but it will always leak out. You need to feed it, and then you can barely swallow it with your head up.

    When wiping her body at night, Wan Yao asked, "What's her name?"

    Xiao Qinghua was stunned, "Qing Qingyu."

    I took care of her at home for two days.

    In the afternoon of the third day, the woman named Qingyu finally woke up slowly.

    She is actually only seventeen or eighteen, but she is described as too pale and tired, with a dull complexion. Once a person lacks energy, he will look old for no reason.

    The girl who opened her eyes in the sunlight had a hollow look on her face, and she looked around in a daze.

    "elder sister."

    Qing Hua was waiting by the bed, and when she saw this, she happily hugged her cloth-wrapped arm, put her face in her palm, and rubbed her face with great affection.

    The lying girl stayed there for half a cup of tea, looking at her sister, but her lips could not make a sound, she only made several mouth shapes in succession.  When she turned her gaze to Wanyao, she struggled to speak:

    "¡­¡­Thanks¡­¡­"

    It was an extremely hoarse tone, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and every word was uttered extremely slowly and with great difficulty.

    Wan Yao smiled palely at her: "You're fine now."

    "Sisters are reunited, rest at ease, everything will be fine."

    Sapphire lay on the bed and smiled warmly at her.

    The warm sun at this moment was inexplicably dazzling, but she couldn't help it, feeling a dull pain in her eyes.

    "Talk slowly, and let me know if you want to eat."

    "¡­¡­good¡­¡­"

    After finishing speaking, Wan Yao gave a shallow salute and walked out sideways.

    Xiang Huan was leaning against the wall with his arms folded just outside the door, seeing that she was walking in a hurry towards the kitchen suddenly, so he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

    The moment Wanyao turned around, he looked into her eyes and was dazed for a moment.

    "you¡­¡­"

    The corner of Wanyao's mouth moved slightly, and she gave him a bitter smile, "If you have nothing to do, go buy some fish and shrimp and come back."

    Even though she was awake, Qingyu couldn't eat smoothly, so she would make meat soup, and carefully shaved off the fish bones and shrimp shells to make chewing easier.

    When eating a meal, she held the small wooden bowl tightly with trembling hands, drank it all in a gulp, and only recovered after eating three or four bowls in a row.

    His eyes were inadvertently filled with tears.

    Wan Yao stood aside and looked at it with pity, trying not to make his expression look too unnatural, "Is it delicious?"

    Qingyu nodded stammeringly: "gooddelicious"

    Then he asked very carefully: "I, can Ican I? I'm a slave slave"

    "It's okay." She said, "This is not the Peng family compound, so you don't have to be afraid." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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