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One hundred and fifty second record: falling plum branches

Zhao Chonghuan was not polite and ran straight to the second floor.

The servant on the second floor greeted her to the west wing with tact.

There were also Dingling hanging various spirits that drove away ghosts and evil spirits on the lintel of the west wing. Zhao Chonghuan carefully avoided the talisman jade bell that hit his forehead and flashed into the room.

As soon as I entered the room, a depressed and depressed aura suddenly came, carrying an inexplicable fragrance and a messy body odor, which made people feel restless when they smelled it.

A group of servants and maids surrounded by Meizhi Luoxue, who did not dare to move and knelt on the ground waiting for the master to summon him.

When he was bypassing the Jinping, Zhao Chonghuan frowned invisibly.

When I entered the inner room, I saw three people standing in front of the couch, one of the young and beautiful women was facing a arched quilt and softly.

"Hurry! Are you the boy possessed by Emperor Zhenwu? Come here!" The middle-aged man in fine clothes shouted.

Zhao Chonghuan quickly looked at the other person, with sharp cheeks, tall cheekbones, dark skin, and chaotic eyes. He saw that he was the kind of person who indulged in alcohol and sex. However, the other person dressed very decently, and was obviously not an ordinary person.

There was a beautiful lady with a beautiful hairpin on her side, wiping her tears with a sad face, her eyes full of fear.

She thought to herself: It seems that these two are undoubtedly Jia Zijing's parents!

"Come and save my son!" Mrs. Jia didn't care about her identity when she saw Zhao Chonghuan, and she cried out like a savior.

Zhao Chonghuan respectfully bowed to the two: "Boy Zhao Chonghuan! Have met two noble people!"

Jia An waved his hand irritably, pointed at Jin Que and said, "No need! My son kept calling your name, see how he could comfort him?"

Zhao Chonghuan stopped talking and walked over quickly.

The beautiful woman immediately moved out of position, her face was tired and anxious, and she looked at Zhao Chonghuan with a silence.

Zhao Chonghuan did not get to the point immediately, but turned around and said, "Please go out first, let this little lady stay!"

"Ah?" Jia An suddenly jumped and said irritably, "What do you want to do?"

"There are many people here, which will only increase the fear of Yanei. Please wait outside the door with your wife! You have a way to convince Yanei to come out!" Zhao Chonghuan said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Jia An was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at the young man who was not astonishingly handsome in front of him.

Mrs. Jia unexpectedly trusted Zhao Chonghuan very much, and said to the husband: "Let's wait outside first! Since he is the godly person mentioned by Jing'er last time, there must be a way to save Jing'er! Let's wait!" Then she looked at the little lady Xiuli and winked without a trace, "Qu'er, stay and listen to the order!"

Qu'er nodded quickly.

Jia An slogged on Zhao Chonghuan with his eyes and glanced at his son trapped in the brocade quilt. He pondered for a moment, sighed softly, and he still went out.

The crowd was evacuated and the room finally became quiet.

As soon as he was quiet, trivial and trembling prayer movements immediately emerged in the room.

Zhao Chonghuan stared at the quilt and knew that it was Jia Zijing's fear of Nian Nian, so she approached the side of the quilt, raised her hand in the surprised gaze beside Qu'er and suddenly pulled off the quilt that was tightly tight by Jia Zijing.

"Ah--" Jia Zijing suddenly saw the light and screamed in fear, but it disappeared in a flash.

Qu'er stared at Jia Zijing who seemed to be frozen for a moment, and suddenly turned to Zhao Chonghuan again. She immediately panicked and understood what was going on, but she was only speechless and did not dare to move.

Zhao Chonghuan didn't care about Qu'er's reaction, she just walked closer to Jia Zijing indifferently.

She let the other party try hard to open his mouth but sit still without making a sound. She reached out and pulled his wrist and carefully cut his pulse.

As expected, excessive fright will hurt the liver and kidneys, and the mind will also hurt the mind. The heart will hide the spirit, the liver will store the soul, the kidney will store the essence, and the spleen will store the mind. The fright will eventually lead to injustice in the internal organs and difficulty in returning to the soul.

Heart disease also requires decoction and medicine to treat it first, so she looked for the diagnosis carefully and wrote it on her own.

Seeing that her movements were calm and orderly, Qu'er was still frightened. Under the eyes of the other party's eyes as light as autumn water and cold as cold as cold dew, she seemed to have a strange sense of comfort, and gradually even she slowly eased down.

After a moment, Zhao Chonghuan made a prescription in his hand and said to Qu'er: "Take this prescription to someone who can trust in the mansion, and then hurry up and grab the medicine and boil the medicine. The yamen is waiting to help his life!"

Qu'er was stunned and couldn't help but murmur: "A person who can trust?"

Zhao Chonghuan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Has my little lady seen ghosts?"

Qu'er's face turned pale, and Linghui was like her, so she immediately realized what Zhao Chonghuan meant.

"That's the husband and wife?" she asked tentatively.

"Do you want those two nobles to take medicine and boil medicine yourself?" Zhao Chonghuan raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled softly.

"Oh!" Qu'er responded a little awkwardly.

When she went out to find a reliable person to get medicine, Zhao Chonghuan took out the cloth roll from her sleeve. After opening it, she saw a row of silver needles shattering and turning, shining brightly.

She picked up a silver needle and looked up at Jia Zijing.

Suddenly I remembered the day before yesterday when she was mocked by Confucian scholars when she was urgently rescued Liu Wenqing. But the playboy in front of me tried to fight against the scholars for her. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. This person and her are really destined to be together.

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