Ji Mingnan sealed several acupuncture points on his body to support his body. Yan Ruiyuan and Ji Ernuo were waiting in Fengwei Mountain. As soon as Yun Dian Shanren came out, they caught him and held him up.
Then he got on the carriage.
"You two brats, let me go quickly. Old man, I won't go if I tell you not to go." Yun Dianshanren yelled hypocritically. Yan Ruiyuan looked at Yun Dianshan people impatiently and disliked him for being too noisy.
, Ji Ernuo slightly raised his sword eyebrows, and picked up a jar of thick liquid from somewhere.
The fragrant wine was swayed in front of the Yun Dianshan people. The Yun Dianshan people immediately calmed down and straightened their eyes. Just as he was about to reach out, Ji Ernuo took it away and said with a smile, "Ancestor, if you just follow us obediently,
Go to Yaoyu Valley and stop running away. You can have as much wine as you want."
"Humph, you are an unworthy descendant!" The Yun Dianshan man turned his head away proudly and no longer looked at Ji Ernuo, but his little eyes could not help but look at Ji Ernuo's hand.
"Yan Que, I heard that Grandpa Yan has collected a lot of fine wine recently. This jar of mine is a fine Lihuazui that is bigger than me. Maybe Grandpa Yan will like it. How about you take the wine back to Grandpa Yan?
." Ji Ernuo said loudly, and Yan Ruiyuan on the side rarely cooperated with Ji Ernuo, "Okay!"
"No!" Yun Dianshan became anxious upon hearing this, so you turned around and said, "How could that old boy taste such good Lihua Zui? It would be a pity and a waste to give it to him!"
"Then... ancestor, what do you think is the best way to avoid wasting it?"
The Yun Dian Mountain man snatched the wine jar from Ji Ernuo's hand and held it in his arms, "You said this kind of good wine, how much does Yaoyu Valley want?"
"That's natural. How dare your grandson lie to your ancestors?" Ji Ernuo smiled harmlessly. Yan Ruiyuan on the side coughed lightly and did not look at the serious young man who was telling lies.
"For the sake of Lihua being drunk, let me run with you again." Yun Dianshan stretched his waist, "I really can't bear the trouble with my old bones." He opened the wine jar and
After being intoxicated, Yan Ruiyuan and Ji Ernuo looked at each other and smiled, raised their whips, and drove the carriage towards the Yaoyu Valley.
"You should rest for a while." Wu Xun took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the dense sweat on Ji Mingnan's forehead, "Your body is just a little bit bigger, and you will be overwhelmed by such exertion. You tell me what to do, and I will do it."
Already."
Ji Mingnan smiled gently, with amber-like eyes filled with tenderness, and held Wu Xun's hand, "You are just too careful. Winter has passed, and I am as strong as a buffalo now." He said and handed it back.
He raised his arms to show Wu Xun.
Wu Xun burst into laughter and squeaked, "How can anyone say that he is a buffalo?"
Seeing her smile, Ji Mingnan reached out and took her into his arms, "I haven't seen you smile for a long time. I don't want you to frown every day because of my body. Promise me, even if one day I'm really gone,
You can't cry either. If you cry, I will leave without peace of mind."
Wu Xun's nose felt sour, he held back his tears, and lightly beat his chest, "You are not allowed to say that, otherwise you will not die. I have found the flower of the dead. As long as my uncle comes, you will be saved."
."
The light in Ji Mingnan's eyes dimmed, and he gradually tightened his hands. He took a deep breath of Wuxun's hair fragrance and smiled, "That's right." His eyes fell on the black figure outside the door, and his hands unconsciously
After letting go, Wu Xun raised his head and looked at Ji Mingnan.
He looked back, his face slightly embarrassed, but then he returned to normal, took two steps back, stood side by side with Ji Mingnan, reached out to hold Ji Mingnan's hand, met Song Hanzhuo's desolate gaze, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?
Are you coming?"
Song Hanzhuo sneered and did not say anything to Wu Xun. Instead, he raised his eyes to look at Ji Mingnan and smiled sarcastically, "Master Ji Valley is so elegant. The life and death of the people outside are unknown, so you two are still in the mood to kiss me here."
"The people outside are on a critical line of life and death. Why does the prince still have time to come to our place and see how loving our husband and wife are?" Wu Xun retorted sarcastically, "Everyone in the world knows that when we practice medicine in Yaoyu Valley, all medical treatment depends on our mood. I am not in a good mood today.
Okay, I won’t go to the clinic anymore, Your Majesty, you can take care of it yourself."
"Xun'er..." Ji Mingnan reminded softly, then turned to look at Song Hanzhuo, "Your Majesty, I will go to see the patient in a moment. Please wait a moment."
Wu Xun turned around angrily and walked aside. Ji Mingnan petted her little head lovingly and said with a smile, "Do you want to come with me?"
"I don't want it." A certain little woman who was telling the truth said. Ji Mingnan didn't force her. He turned around and told the people around him to take care of Wu Xun, and followed Song Hanzhuo out.
"Hey..." Normally Wu Xun would come back to coax her, but today he followed Song Hanzhuo out. Looking at the two men with completely different temperaments, he picked up his skirt and chased after her. How could Ji Mingnan's body be able to stay in this plague city.
What Wu Xun didn't expect was that the disease would progress so quickly. People were filling the street with their faces ulcerated and bloody. Ji Mingnan was hiding next to an old man, concentrating on diagnosing her pulse. Song Hanzhuo lowered his head and looked at Ji Mingnan.
The eyes are somewhat unclear.
"Danzhu, do you think Anan and His Royal Highness Prince Ziling are a little weird?" Wu Xun whispered to Danzhu beside him, "Why do I feel that there is an inexplicable sense of harmony between the two of them? What do you think of this Ziling?
Your Highness, you won’t try to pry into my corner.”
"Madam, what are you talking about?" Danzhu glanced at Wu Xun, who was a bit unreliable, and said, "You should think about how to let the Valley Master leave. How can his body bear this kind of environment? And he will die.
Most of the flower’s shelf life has passed.”
"That's right." Wu Xun originally planned to tell Ji Mingnan about the flowers in the past life, but was interrupted by Song Hanzhao. She forgot about it. She didn't know whether those two brats had contacted the people of Yun Dianshan. Since Master Yun Yin
After the death of Ancestor Immortal, only the Yundian Mountain people in this world can save Ji Mingnan.
"Go and send a message to Yuan'er and ask them to directly teach your uncle to come to Dongcheng." Wu Xun thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Master is here, maybe the people in these two cities will be saved, and Anan won't have to work so hard.
"Yes." As Wu Xun was talking, she suddenly felt a naked gaze falling on her body. She raised her head and met Song Hanzhuo's eyes. For a moment, Wu Xun's heart beat very fast.
"Old man, please try not to touch your wounds to avoid reinfection." Ji Mingnan warmly asked the old man. As soon as he got up, he saw two people, "Cough cough cough..."
"Anan." Wu Xun came to her senses and saw Ji Mingnan coughing and couldn't straighten up. She hurried over and found that Ji Mingnan's body was cold and the painful sweat beads on his forehead had already formed like ice flowers. She stretched out her hand to touch him.
When Ji Mingnan's pulse checked, his expression changed, "Why is your pulse so messy?"
"Pfft..." Ji Mingnan spurted out a mouthful of blood. Wu Xun was so frightened that he reached out and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, but for some reason, more and more blood came out.
Ji Mingnan slowly held Wu Xun's hand and said with a smile, "Isn't this normal? What's the fuss? I'm fine...cough..." This time, what Ji Mingnan vomited out was black blood.
"Anan, don't worry about anything." As he said that, he was about to help Ji Mingnan go to the room. Song Hanzhuo strode up and carried Ji Mingnan to the room. Wu Xun sealed Ji Mingnan's acupuncture points first, and then used internal force to help him.
Although he was recuperating, but there was no improvement, Wu Xun felt anxious and prepared to treat Ji Mingnan's injuries again.
Ji Mingnan held Wu Xun's hand and shook his head feebly at her, "Xun'er, don't waste your energy. My body is a bottomless pit, and you can't fill it up."
Song Hanzhuo stepped forward, pushed Wu Xun away, and said, "Here comes the king." The internal energy was slowly injected into Ji Mingnan's body, but as Ji Mingnan said, his body was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much internal energy was put in, the effect would be
It wasn't until Ji Mingnan used a silver needle to seal his acupuncture point that his face became better. Song Hanzhuo stopped his hand and adjusted his breath, watching the frost on Ji Mingnan's head showing signs of melting.
"I told you that the disaster will last for thousands of years. Don't worry, you won't die." Ji Mingnan looked at Wu Xun and pretended to smile casually.
"You are not allowed to talk nonsense." Wu Xun looked at Ji Mingnan's face and seemed to understand something, "Are you lying to me, right? You lied to me that your body was better, but in fact it was you who sealed several of your acupuncture points.
Is the illusion created correct? Why are you so stupid? Do you know that this will backfire on you?"
"Ahem..." Ji Mingnan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Wu Xun's face, "Don't cry, it's really ugly when you cry."
"You are ugly." Wu Xun's eyes were filled with tears, and he suddenly remembered the flowers of death. He hurriedly walked to the cabinet, took out the flowers of death, and said happily, "We still have this, you can still be saved."
"Xun'er..."
"You wait for me to come back, I'll go find my uncle." He said and ran out holding the flowers of death, and bumped into someone head-on.
"Ouch, who is this so rampant? My old bones almost fell apart." If Yan Ruiyuan and Ji Ernuo hadn't supported Yun Dianshanren in time, he might have fallen down hard.
"Uncle Master, you are finally here, Anan..." Wu Xun was overjoyed to see the Yun Dianshan people, and pulled the Yun Dianshan people into the room.
"I said you girl, you can't change your panic and reckless personality at all. You are already the mother of two children, and you are still like this..." Yun Dianshan's eyes fell on Ji Mingnan, his face condensed, and then he recovered.
In his usual crazy state, he poked Ji Mingnan on the forehead and said, "Good boy, you have learned a lot after not seeing each other for a few days. Why do you want to make an iceman and put it on display in my Fengwei Mountain?"
"Old ancestor." Ji Ernuo shouted dissatisfied.
"I understand, I understand, all of you, please get out of here and don't disturb me from treating this brat."