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Chapter 2 Deja vu

The carriage reduced its load and climbed up the steep slope easily to the grove. Zhu Ying opened a corner of the curtain and looked out. She wanted to see what the man who looked like a god just now looked like.

Both parties fell to the ground in a staggered manner, with only a handful of people still struggling. Those who could struggle were not weak, including the mighty man in a python suit.

He used his own body to protect the delicate body of the woman in white. His hair was messy and he stared at their carriage passing by with sharp eyes. His face was covered in blood and he could not see his appearance clearly. He held the blade directly with his left hand, and blood flowed along the blade.

Shedding tears, he used the pain to keep himself awake.

His infatuation touched the chord in Zhu Ying's heart, and she couldn't help lamenting how great it would be if she could meet such a passionate person. Not to mention the title of princess, she would be willing to give up the title of queen.

Down.

Thinking of her crying husband, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it's really hard to compare people to each other!

She threw the wet handkerchief at his feet with a wave of her hand. The man looked at the handkerchief warily and then looked at the carriage. Zhu Ying had already lowered the carriage curtain, and could vaguely see a pair of narrow phoenix eyes. Their sharp eyes were frightening.

Su Lan asked: "Miss, didn't you say that they are not necessarily good people?"

Zhu Ying said: "He is not a bad person if he is willing to use his life to protect others."

Su Lan said excitedly: "Miss, have you seen it? He is like a god - so powerful, but it is too cold!"

Zhu Ying teased and said: "Little girl, are you feeling springy? Let's go get him on the carriage now, and let a beauty save the hero, okay?"

Su Lan blushed and said, "He is not my favorite."

Zhu Ying said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, my Su Lan has such high standards, she even looks down on her becoming an old aunt."

Sulan said anxiously: "Miss, how are you?"

The master and servant arrived at the city gate noisily. Su Lan whispered: "Miss, there are officers and soldiers!"

Zhu Ying opened the curtains and looked outside, and saw a large group of soldiers gathered at the city gate. The leader was a bearded general who was strong but had begun to lose shape. The armor he was wearing should be the city gate.

As expected, the bandits and caravans on the road were not simple, and the Marquis of Chengmen actually wanted to lead his troops to attack them.

An ominous premonition arose in Zhu Ying's heart, and she warned: "Be careful!"

Sulan nodded, her face becoming serious.

The city gate lord riding on a tall horse glanced at his bodyguard, who stopped their carriage.

The guard asked arrogantly: "Where are you coming from?"

Su Lan replied: "We are from Fengxian County!"

The guard's expression became cautious and he asked, "Did anything happen along the way?"

Su Lan exaggeratedly said: "Yes!"

The guard asked nervously: "What's the matter?"

Sulan said innocently: "So many refugees!"

She never mentioned the robbery she saw.

The guard looked like he wanted to punch someone, but Sulan said submissively: "Isn't this a big deal?"

The guard retorted speechlessly, turned to look inside the carriage, and said, "Who is inside?"

Sulan said: "My young lady!"

The guard reached out to lift the car curtain but Su Lan stopped him.

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

It is a custom in Daliang that unmarried women are not allowed to appear in public easily, especially women with a certain status. Zhu Ying does not care about these etiquette, but in Daliang Kingdom, she is the prime minister's legitimate daughter and the princess of King Chun.

Is it better to hide this face from being seen?

The guards deliberately made things difficult for them.

"If you want to enter the city, you need to check it. It doesn't matter who comes."

He waved his hand, and two soldiers came over to check around the carriage.

Sulan raised her face and said, "We are from Mubentang!"

The guard sneered: "Mubentang? Do you think the current Mubentang is still the same Mubentang? Mubentang without Dr. Xu is nothing."

Su Lan was surprised and asked: "Mr. Xu..."

Zhu Ying immediately called her.

"Su Lan, show the officer where you pass so we can enter the city."

Su Lan took out a pass from her sleeve and handed it to the guard.

The guard opened it and saw that it had the official seal of Fengxian County on it. The soldier also came to report that he found nothing else in the car except medicinal materials, so he waved and let them leave.

Sulan didn't waste any time and shook her horse, and the horse pulled the carriage into the city.

Zhu Ying opened a corner of the curtain and looked behind the car, only to see the city gate lord listening to the guard's reply, with ever-changing expressions on his face, as if he had encountered something incredible.

He raised his eyes and looked at the carriage. Zhu Ying immediately lowered the curtains and hid herself in the carriage. She had important things to do here and didn't want to cause trouble.

Zhu Ying said to Sulan: "Go to Xianjuke!"

Sulan asked doubtfully: "Why don't you go to Mubentang first?"

Zhu Ying said: "The tone of the bodyguard Xu Changqing must be that something has happened. He was the head of the imperial hospital at that time and was always by the king's side. It is said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. I don't know if there is any hidden reason behind his death. Let's change it first."

It’s better to pretend to find out more.”

The carriage went straight on the street, passed two small bridges and turned left into an alley, where Xianjuke was located.

It was a very ordinary inn. Zhu Ying and Su Lan got off the carriage. Seeing the surprise in their eyes, the innkeeper immediately stepped forward to welcome them in and said enthusiastically: "Girl, how long will you stay here this time?"

Zhu Ying said: "It depends on the situation. Uncle Li, has Xu Changqing passed away?"

Shopkeeper Li replied: "Yes, he left more than half a year ago!"

Zhu Ying asked in surprise: "How did you die!"

Shopkeeper Li shook his head and said: "I don't know, it disappeared all of a sudden. Alas, Doctor Xu is gone and now Mubentang is gone too."

Sulan said: "Miss, do you want to go to Sister Shuangju and the others first to ask clearly?"

Zhu Ying shook her head and said: "Prince Chun is back, Prince Chun's palace is not safe, and they may not know the whole story! Uncle Li, take care of the carriage."

Sulan asked: "Miss, we are now..."

Zhu Ying said seriously: "Go to Mubentang!"

Zhu Ying and Su Lan put on short clothes and transformed into a wandering doctor and a child. Su Lan took the medical kit on her back and left Xianjuke.

After walking through the market and arriving at Muben Hall, the two of them squatted there for a while but didn't notice anything strange about Muben Hall. It was just that the front door was a bit deserted, but the Huichun Hall opposite him was doing good business.

Sulan asked: "Miss, do we want to go in?"

Zhu Yingyi frowned and said, "Now start calling me Young Master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old walked out of Muben Hall. He stood in the middle of the street and stared at the Huichun Hall opposite, with a look of unwillingness on his face. He took half a step to go to the Huichun Hall.

He took it back abruptly, obviously feeling extremely unwilling to go.

Sulan said: "Miss, he doesn't want to go to the Huichun Hall across the street to seek medical treatment, right? They also have a medical clinic at home?"

Zhu Ying was also thinking about this problem and said: "Let's go!"

The servant overcame his psychological barrier at this moment, and he secretly stomped towards the opposite side.

Sulan was amused by the servant's behavior, and the servant also noticed them. Seeing them walking towards her medicine hall, she quickly turned back and stood in front of them.

He asked in a panic: "Where are you going?"

Sulan said jokingly: "Why are you so nervous? Have you done something wrong?"

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention. The servant turned pale and shouted without confidence: "You, you, you are the only one who is nervous!"

Zhu Ying and Su Lan looked at each other, and Su Lan said: "We are going to see a doctor. Isn't this a medical center?"

The servant said angrily: "You are kidding me, you are the doctor yourself, you can treat the doctor yourself."

The servant's efforts to stop Zhu Ying confirmed that Mu Bentang was in trouble. She took out an iron plate from her arms. The word "medicine" was written in the middle of the iron plate, and a medicine mortar was engraved below.

"Take this to your master. If he gets into trouble, I should be able to help him!"

The servant looked suspicious, and Su Lan said: "Just take it, it depends on what your master says if you want to see us!"

After thinking about it, the servant doubtfully walked to the back hall with the iron plate. Zhu Ying and Su Lan also walked into the medicine hall. The huge medicine hall was empty, and Mubentang was indeed in decline.

After a while, a good-looking young man with delicate features hurriedly walked out of the back hall. When he saw Zhu Ying, hope immediately filled his eyes, and he said with trembling hands: "You are... you are the junior master.

uncle?"

Zhu Ying smiled slightly and nodded in acknowledgement.

She recognized the man in front of her. When she was ten years old, her master took her to Muben Hall to witness the process of him accepting Xu Changqing as his disciple. At that time, Xu Changqing was already the head of the Taiyuan Hospital, and with his status, he was willing to

Surrendering at the feet of the master, I feel extremely proud as the master's disciple.

She still remembered that Xu Changqing had this white, quiet but very arrogant young man with her that day. Now he has grown into a gentle and elegant young master.

His name should be Xu Mubai, Xu Changqing's only son. His master had also praised his medical skills back then. He was very talented in diagnosing pulses with silk threads, but he had a fatal weakness - fainting of blood. This also doomed him to fail.

A good doctor.

No wonder Mubentang began to decline as soon as Xu Changqing passed away, and Zhu Ying felt a sigh of relief.

She retracted her thoughts and was about to ask about her senior brother, but Xu Mubai pulled her and ran towards the back hall without saying a word.

"You, let go!" Su Lan chased after her anxiously. She had to protect the young lady and not let the stinky man take advantage of her.

Xu Mubai stopped at the side of the west wing. He pointed at the door and urged: "Uncle, go and take a look!"

Zhu Ying took a few steps forward and immediately smelled the strong smell of blood. She asked seriously: "What's going on?"

Xu Mubai didn't answer her. When she looked back, she saw him holding the pillar, his face pale, his whole body trembling, as if he might fall down at any time.

"Who is in the room?" Zhu Ying became interested and wanted to meet the mysterious figure who made Xu Mubai so nervous.

Xu Mubai knelt aside and was speechless.

Zhu Ying shook her head. When she walked to the door, she saw a man in a black python suit sitting in front of the bed. He exuded the aura that no strangers should enter, like a leopard that would pounce at any time and anywhere.

This figure, this momentum, and these clothes are so familiar, as if...

Could it be that war-god-like businessman? How did he get into the city?
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