The wind is roaring and roaring in the wide streets, screaming arrogantly, the strong wind blows withered leaves, circling and playing in the sky, the clouds in the sky are dyed black, and the heavy air cannot hold it, only a little bit.

Press down, pressing very low, and I feel that my breathing becomes less smooth.

At one moment, the clouds cried, and the raindrops as big as beans fell drop by drop, and soon the raindrops were connected into lines and threaded into curtains to form curtains. The rain in late autumn had become cold and cold, and there were no pedestrians on the road, and it was empty.

cold.

Zhang Yang lay quietly on the ground, letting the rain hit his face, his hair stuck to his cheeks, and the bruises on his face showed a purple color, which was very embarrassed.

I don't want to move, my whole body hurts so much, but I can't lie here. My whole body is injured and bleeding. On this rainy day, the consequences of lying on the ground are definitely not as simple as fever and cough. In this Datang, where the medical level is extremely backward, there is no

Penicillin, without special medicine, even the simplest typhoid fever may turn into a fatal pneumonia. Zhang Yang did not have the courage to try it after the infection. After all, he didn't know if he could have another chance to travel through time, and he wanted to live.

We struggled again and again, but we couldn't use our hands to exert strength. We should have dislocated hands. In order not to hurt our heads, we could only use our hands to protect our brains and endure their trauma. Now it's extremely painful to move our hands.

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Keep trying, gritting my teeth, my lips were broken and my blood was revealed. Finally, I stood up, Zhang Yang dragged his broken body and slowly walked towards the avenue. In this remote alley, no one would pay attention and lie down.

The consequences on the ground are likely to lie down and never get up again. On the road, you can at least ask people for help and find vitality.

My head hurts, it seems like it is going to explode, my feet are very soft, and every step I take is a battle, a battle with my willpower!

The eyes are very heavy, I want to sleep, I can't see the scene outside clearly, and I can only move step by step by step with instinct. The streets in Chang'an are not so flat. Although they are paved with bluestone, after several years of use, not to mention in the Tang Dynasty

There are no modern grinding stones. The small bumps on the road usually become gullies that hinder walking, one step deep, one step shallow, and crooked. Finally, my raised foot touched a protruding stone tip, without any effort.

Under the circumstances, Zhang Yang fell to the ground without any suspense.

Just lie on the ground like this and just fall asleep like this. Perhaps the people who are injured in the illness are relatively fragile in their hearts, and Zhang Yang even had the urge to die like this at this moment.

Drive! Drive! Drive!

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Miss, the master will definitely not be in trouble!"

Ke'er looked at her lady worriedly. How could such a good person suddenly get such a strange disease? How could he not be able to do it if he is so good? He was originally accompanied by the lady to the suburbs to relax and look at the maple leaves. The lady's favorite

The maple leaves burn like fire makes people feel warm even in late autumn. I have never laughed once in the past few months when I was carrying a hairpin in Yinmei Temple. I finally persuaded the lady to come out, but the butler Ji Bo hurried over and said

It was the master who suddenly had a strange disease and was incredibly painful. The doctors in the city had no choice but to leave it to fate. It is very likely that this would continue...

Ke'er dared not think about it, so he could only stare at the lady. Is it really impossible for God to see? How much grievances and criticisms have been suffered in just a few months? The lady died early, even if the master married her again.

So what if I had a wife? Who can I tell you about the pain in my heart? How many times can the lady wake up from her dream? Today, the lady finally went out to relax, but something happened to the master again.

"Well."

"Butler Ji, why did you stop!" Ji Yanran's tone was not very good. Thinking about it, she was also, but she didn't know what happened to her father lying on the bed. Isn't it a life if he didn't hurry up and stop the car if he stopped!

Who is not in a hurry?

"Miss, there is a young man lying in the intersection ahead, blocking our way. Should we help?"

Butler Ji's tone was a little hesitant and secretly glanced at Ji Yanran's face. Of course, he knew that the lady was in a hurry and there was no time to meddle in other people's business at this time, but they all knew the person lying on the ground, so they should not pay attention to it.

The lady also needs to make the decision.

"Brother Ji, the master is still waiting for the lady! This road is so wide and can pass through, so how can there be no such thing as blocking the road?" Ke'er muttered, looking at Butler Ji suspiciously, and was not indiscriminate.

People who are serious and respectful to the master are so suspicious that they have put their energy on other things at this critical moment!

Keer is not afraid of Ji Bo. Butler Ji is not strict with others. As long as he is not slacking off on what his masters explain, he rarely makes things difficult for them, not to mention that he is the lady's personal maid after all. As Ji

Ji Yanran, the only daughter of the mansion, is still very favored, and the little maid Keer's status is very transcendent among the servants, so even if she speaks to Butler Ji in this way, she will not be punished.

As a maid, Ke'er is quite dedicated. It's not that she is inhumane and is so cold-hearted that she ignores human life, but that it's dark now, and the other party is another strange man. If the lady saves this person, she will obviously be injured.

Who knows who he offended and what trouble he would bring to Ji’s family if he saved him. Just considering the reputation of the lady, Ke’er is unwilling to save this strange man.

Although the current Tang Dynasty's folk customs are relatively open, there is no strict requirement for women by Cheng and Zhu Neo-Confucianism in later generations. It requires women to stay away from the door and can only wait for marriage in the embroidery building. If other men take a look at the woman.

All of his innocence has a great impact.

Nowadays, women can even fall in love with men freely, and notify their parents after they have become in love. If they are of equal status, parents will generally be good and will not stop them. In addition, the Tang Dynasty royal women can be regarded as tough sexual concepts and sexual behavior, and their openness is

Even in later generations, it is difficult to match. There are endless male favorites. The so-called upward and downward effects are still very tolerant of women. Even if some rumors are spread to men, they will generally be regarded as an elegant thing and even a good person will write it.

Some poems are used as jokes.

But the lady is different. Since she was regretted by her tragic fiancé a few months ago, rumors have leaked, saying that the lady is a destiny and is capable of defeating men. Such rumors are simply heartbreaking. In the Tang Dynasty, I am not afraid of your romanticism, but

If you have the reputation of a evil star, you will never find a good man in your life.

Forced by helplessness, the master had to send the lady to Yinmei Temple to practice to break the evil spirits and not get along with the man, otherwise the evil spirit on his body would not end well when the man hit the man. Ke'er sniffed this statement.
Chapter completed!