A father and son walked out of Chang'an from Yanxing Gate. Although Chang'an's security has been tightened recently, it is still relatively easy to get out of the city. The sergeant guarding the city just looked at the simple father and son and asked them to leave impatiently. However, these sergeants

Some people wonder why the son of such a thin father is so tall and tall. Is it possible that his wife stole someone and gave birth to his precious son?

Looking at the backs of the father and son, the smiles on the faces of the several sergeants were particularly playful, which was one of the few joys in the boring work, but they were not in the mood to meddle in such nosy matters, but after a while

, they put away their smiles and put on their ferocious expressions again.

...

Wang Yanqing paced back and forth in the big study. He had never been so restless. These days, whenever he sat down, he would feel inexplicably agitated. Only by walking back and forth could the uneasiness subside slightly. Originally, he would feel inexplicably agitated inside.

This is not what a person of high authority like him should look like. Unfortunately, the stakes in this matter are too important. If something goes wrong, he may be doomed. Even if he has a palace, he may not be able to withstand such torture...

…

Wang Yanqing was still walking back and forth in silence, and suddenly the door of the big study room was pushed open with a squeak. Wang Yanqing knew that the person who came was Old Ding, because this old servant was the only one in the whole house who could open the door without knocking.

And enter.

Wang Yanqing hurriedly turned around and walked up, holding Old Ding's arm tightly with his right hand, and asked eagerly: "How is the situation?"

Old Ding always looked humble and spoke in a slow and unhurried manner. Even when facing the fruit vendors on the street, he was polite and there was no trace of the fact that he was the important person in the family of today's powerful ministers.

housekeeper.

Facing Wang Yanqing's inquiry, he respectfully replied: "Sir, I have already left the city."

Lao Ding did not mention anyone by name when he said this, but after hearing this, Wang Yanqing felt as if a heavy stone had dropped, and he felt instantly relieved.

Wang Yanqingsong walked slowly to the seat, and his whole body almost fell on the chair. He breathed a long sigh of relief and looked up at the window, as if the old minister who was wily, scheming, and unfortunate in calming down anger had returned to him.

in the soul.

Wang Yanqing sat on a chair and was deep in thought, while Old Ding stood in front of his desk with his body bent and said nothing. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yanqing suddenly lowered his head and looked at Old Ding and asked, "Have you left any words?"

"Back to my lord, a young man said to the villain, 'The seeds have been planted, and they will bloom and bear fruit in two days.'"

"Just plant it... Just plant it..." Wang Yanqing nodded and muttered to himself. After thinking for a moment, he said to Lao Ding: "You think of a way to contact Chen Jinjue, and quickly

Inform the queen of this news!"

…

…

A few days later, the whole of Chang'an was quiet, and nothing special happened.

It's the same as usual in the yard, boiling medicine when it's time to boil it, studying when it's time to study, reading when it's time to read...

Late this night, Ye Changshan unconsciously lifted up the quilt while he was sleeping. He felt very hot, as if he was walking in the desert. In the past few days, he had taken the pills that Senior Sister Zichun had reconstituted for him, but he still couldn't.

It didn't have any special effect. On the contrary, my energy level was even worse day by day. Until tonight, I lay down in bed without even eating. At first, my heartbeat was violent, but then I adjusted my breathing and gradually stabilized, and I fell asleep in a daze.

.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Changshan felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, like a piece of red-hot iron. Sweat kept coming out of his forehead, chest and back, and soon his clothes were soaked. In his sleep, Ye Changshan felt

I felt like I was in a mountain of fire, and I was still wearing

He was wearing a big coat in the cold winter months, and sticky sweat poured out of his body like a waterfall. Ye Changshan tried his best to get rid of this unbearable feeling. He struggled to tear the clothes apart, and the night wind blew by.

The refreshing cool air hit me, and the extremely hot feeling disappeared instantly...

But before he could cool down for a moment, the sky in the dream suddenly changed! It was still blazing hot just now, but now it was freezing cold. Ye Changshan had no clothes on his body, and he was curled up tightly in the ice and snow, naked.

, shivering all over my body...

Ye Changshan was wandering between ice and fire, and every moment was torture.

Time passed bit by bit, but Ye Changshan didn't feel it at all, as if he was trapped in this endless purgatory, and even time stopped. And all he could do was endless waiting and suffering.

...

the next day.

When Ying Ping was having breakfast, he felt strange. Ye Changshan had been getting up later and later every day in recent days, and today it was almost midnight and there was still no sign of him.

Recalling that Ye Changshan always said that he was not feeling well recently, Yingping came to the door of Ye Changshan's house after eating. He knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response from inside. Yingping stood outside the door and looked inside.

I shouted, but there was still no response.

Yingping felt very strange in his heart. Ye Changshan had never slept so deeply, even if he had a rest the next day.

An indescribable feeling occupied his heart. Yingping slowly pushed the door open. When he saw Ye Changshan, he was extremely panicked. He ran to the bedside in a hurry, stretched out his hand to try his mouth and nose, and found that he was still breathing.

Extremely weak, Yingping's hanging heart dropped a little. Then, he rushed out of the room and ran to Zichun, pulled the sleeve of the fifth uncle and said almost crying -

"Uncle Fifth Master - come and see! What happened to Chang Shan!"

...

Ye Changshan is 'sick', and he is very sick. His face is pale and bloodless, his lips are slightly purple, his whole body is cold, and there is almost no temperature at all. It is as if he was fished out of an ice cellar, if there is no trace of breath left

, it really makes people think that he is dead. But what is even more strange is that after Zichun took his pulse, he

However, she couldn't feel anything strange, which made her very confused. She knew the bones, meridians, and pulse of the human body very well, and she was as good as the doctors in the palace, but she felt a little helpless this time.

Despite his superb medical skills, he couldn't find any problems. He could only stand aside and stamp his feet anxiously.

Yiyi stood aside anxiously, feeling tormented inside, and even a little panicked. Inexplicable anxiety occupied her brain, but she did not dare to ask Zichun for fear of disturbing her.

Ye Changshan lay motionless on the bed like a dead fish. Zichun kept looking out the door. When he saw that the person he was looking for did not appear, he hammered his hands and said to himself: "This idiot

Why haven’t you come yet!”.

After saying that, she returned to Ye Changshan and raised her hand to take a pulse again. After confirming that the pulse was still the same as before, she gently put Ye Changshan's hand back into the quilt.

This morning, Yingping took Zichun to Ye Changshan's room. When she saw Ye Changshan's appearance, her first reaction was to ask Yingping to go to the library to call Ji Yang and Qilang. Go to the shabby room, and then step forward to check Ye Changshan's pulse. In the past few days, Wen Jun and his ministers have been in the shabby room and have not returned to the small courtyard. Ji Yang and most of the time were either reading books or reading chess scores, while Cheng Daliang spent the whole day I don’t know what he is busy with, but Qilang still only knows how to sweep the floor, and Yuyin has gone down the mountain to go home earlier, so Zichun is taking care of all the affairs in the small courtyard. Now that Ye Changshan has suffered such a big change, she Naturally, the teacher must be notified and Ji Yang and Daigui should be called back. If there is an urgent matter, he can be sent to handle it. After all, in Zichun's heart, Ji Yang and Daigui are a bit dazed, but they are absolutely reliable in handling things. .

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and Yingping's voice came in first from the outside.

"Uncle Third Master, here! Here!"

Ji Yangyu's figure appeared at the door of the house. He looked at Ye Changshan and then at Zichun. Before Zichun could speak, he walked up to Zichun and asked, "What's going on?"

"The breath is weak and the whole body is cold, but the pulse is stable and the eyes are not dilated." Zichun answered with great understanding.

Ji Yang paused for a moment, and quickly recalled the books he had read on weekdays, confirming that he had never seen any description of this disease.

Then, Ji Yangyu stepped forward and raised his hand to take his pulse, but after a moment he took his hand back because he knew that what Zichun said was correct and that his junior brother's pulse was very stable.

This is really like encountering a ghost. As long as he is a normal person, even if he knows nothing about medical skills, seeing Ye Changshan like this, he will definitely know that he is sick, and that he is seriously ill. But no abnormality was found. Could it be that something evil really happened?

Ji Yangyu stood up and walked slowly back and forth in the room. Looking at Ji Yangyu's silence, Yiyi couldn't help but feel a little anxious. After thinking about it again and again, she wanted to ask, but Zichun pulled her back. Chun knew what Ji Yang and Ding were racking their brains at this moment, so he made a silent gesture to Yiyi. Seeing this, Yiyi had no choice but to put that uneasiness back into her heart and continue to wait.

Ji Yang and his eyes were closed as they circled around the small room. Zichun, Cheng Daliang, Yingping and Yiyi all remained silent and took a small step back, trying their best to make half a foot of space for him, hoping that he could Find a breakthrough between paces.

Suddenly, Ji Yangyu stopped, and everyone raised their heads and focused their eyes on him - but Ji Yangyu seemed not to notice, turning to stare at Ye Changshan.

After a moment, Ji Yang's expression tightened. He quickly walked to the bed and lifted up the quilt, then pulled open Ye Changshan's clothes. After looking up and down, he simply took off all his clothes - only to see a A dark mark about half the size of a palm appeared on Ye Changshan's left shoulder.

Looking at the black mark, Ji Yanghe's expression became more solemn, even a little panicked. He asked in a very serious tone: "When will the teacher arrive?"

"Qilang has been there for half an hour, I guess it's just a stick of incense to get there."

Looking at the mark, Zichun felt equally heavy. Although she didn't know what it meant, it was obviously not a good sign.

"Uncle Third Master! What disease does Brother Changshan have?" Yiyi asked before Yingping could speak.

"This is not a disease..." Ji Yangyu sighed lightly, and then he said slowly -
Chapter completed!