The little medical concubine

Chapter 4 She's Not Dead

Watching Zhao Linxiu's figure disappear into the night, Qi Yanling went back to sleep depressedly, and the servant girl who served her appeared silently, changed her clothes and combed her hair without saying a word.

This girl is a mute!Qi Yanling wanted to inquire about her master's news from her these days, but she refused to say a word, she just shook her head and nodded. Qi Yanling found a chance to check her pulse, and only then did she know that this girl was sick. , so she couldn't speak.

She sent Yuping down and lay down comfortably with the soft quilt in her arms.

It has been almost half a month since she came to this place. When she just woke up, although the wound on her body was not fatal, it was not so easy to heal. She asked the doctor for some medicine and prepared it herself. It took a few days to heal her injuries.

Qi Yanling was born in a family of Chinese medicine before she traveled through time. She is a famous doctor of Chinese medicine. She knew that her injuries were not only caused by landslides, but also some were knife wounds. What about hatred?
Head hurts!Several unfamiliar images suddenly flashed in Qi Yanling's mind. She seemed to see herself standing in front of a pile of medicinal materials surrounded by many people. The images flashed by, and she didn't even have time to know what she was talking about.

That was the memory of the deity, Qi Yanling rubbed her brain, not daring to think about it anymore, thinking about it was like someone was prying her head with a drill.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, anyway, it's like this, let's take one step at a time.

The night was as cold as water, everything was silent, Qi Yanling had no dreams all night, and when she woke up, it was already the next morning.

As soon as Qi Yanling had finished her breakfast, Zhao Linxiu asked someone to take her to the outer courtyard. There was a green-glazed carriage parked outside the Chuihua Gate, and the servant at the side saw Qi Yanling coming and put down her pedals.

Zhao Linxiu was already waiting for her in the car.

"Where are you taking me?" Qi Yanling asked curiously, she was a little excited to finally be able to go out and see what the world looks like.

"I'll know when I get there." The man sitting on the other side of the carriage was wearing a bright and gorgeous deep purple brocade robe, the skirt and cuffs were embroidered with silver thread and bamboo patterns, and his crown hair was tied up high. The posture is lazily leaning on the soft couch, and the elegant and quiet appearance gives people a thrilling charm.

This man is really a monster.

Qi Yanling knew that he wouldn't tell herself everything, so she didn't ask any more questions, and lay on the car window looking at the scenery outside.

Outside, there is a lot of traffic, bustling and bustling, with many shops, merchants and literati talking together, no high-rise buildings, no smell of car exhaust, completely different from the environment she is familiar with, Qi Yanling realized for the first time that what she is living now is a It's a different world.

Inexplicably feel a little lost.

As a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, she is used to being optimistic in everything. These days, she has been thinking about the past in the dark and lamenting the current predicament. At dawn, she told herself that she is still the optimistic Qi Yanling.

But when she really faced this different world, she was still uncontrollably sad.

Although Zhao Linxiu was silent, he noticed the changes in Qi Yanling's expression. He doubted the authenticity of her amnesia, but her behavior proved that she really didn't remember anything.

Then what is the reason for the sadness in her eyes now?
Did you remember something?
"Hey, what's your name? It can't be that I don't know who the savior is." Qi Yanling patted her face, burst into a light smile, and looked at Zhao Linxiu with crooked eyes.

Zhao Linxiu was taken aback by her sudden smile, as if the sadness in her eyes just now was his illusion, and she looked the same as before.

"Zhao Linxiu." Zhao Linxiu stared at her with dark eyes, and said the alias he used when he was in Qi.

Qi Yanling hummed twice, "Can you tell me, what is your purpose in saving me?"

Zhao Linxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why did I save you for a purpose?"

She was just traveling through time, and she didn't become stupid. Would he save her for no reason?Don't say that he was just showing kindness. After observing these days, she was almost certain that the reason why this man named Zhao Linxiu was willing to take her in and not send her home was that she was useful to him.

"If not, why didn't you send me back? Since others wanted me to die, if they found out that I was still alive, they would definitely not let me go. Aren't you afraid of being implicated by me?" Qi Yanling asked.

Zhao Linxiu said flatly, "Since you were saved by me, this life is naturally mine. As for the burden... it's a bit of a burden, but I will let you make it up."

What's the meaning?Qi Yanling didn't think she had anything else to compensate him, "You don't want me to promise you with your body, do you?"

Zhao Linxiu had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and glanced at her lazily, "Don't even think about it!"

Qi Yanling smiled brighter, "That's good."

This is the cold and noble young lady of the Qi family that was rumored?

Zhao Linxiu suspected that either the rumors were nonsense, or Qi Yanling fell from the mountain and fell stupid!
Qi Yanling secretly clenched her fist in her heart, she must work hard to find out the background and story of the deity, otherwise she would have no initiative.

Suddenly, there was a burst of firecrackers outside, fearing that the horses would be disturbed, so they had to stop the carriage.

Qi Yanling lay down at the window again and watched. They were passing through a street. In front of them was the main entrance of a mansion. There was a thick bleak and sad atmosphere, and heart-piercing cries came from inside.

This is... met a mourner?

Before the funeral procession could see them, they saw a man in dark gray clothes coming on horseback. Seeing that man, Qi Yanling's eyes widened, her heart constricted and ached.

For some reason, when she saw him, her tears fell uncontrollably.

"Remove these things for me!" The man stared angrily at the white cloth outside Qi's house, and tore off the white cloth and yellow couplets on the lintel with his own hands.

The people inside were startled, thinking that someone was looking for trouble, they ran out wearing sackcloth and filial piety, and saw that it was their young master, "Master, you are finally back."

This man is Qi Yanjun, he has been back for a few days, he just went to the palace to plead guilty after leaving the Ye Mansion, the emperor magnanimously spared him the crime of returning to Beijing, he thought of his sister's dead body, he was unwilling, so he took people up the mountain to look for it , I didn't expect to see this ghostly look at home when I came back, "Who allowed you to hold funerals?"

"Eldest young master, eldest miss has already gone, Madam ordered..." The housekeeper hastily explained, thinking that Qi Yanjun didn't know what happened to the Qi family.

Qi Yanjun yelled coldly, "Fart! Your eldest lady just disappeared, not died. Stop these funerals and tear everything down!"

"Yanjun, what are you going to do? Don't you want your sister to die in peace?" Master Qi hurried out of the inner courtyard when he heard the movement outside the door. He just heard Qi Yanjun's words, and couldn't help crying. He also wanted to be his daughter but disappeared. So many days have passed without even a single figure, which makes him believe that his daughter is still alive.

"Father, I will definitely find my sister. If you want to see people or die, if you can't find Yanyan... then you are not allowed to hold a funeral for her!" Qi Yanjun looked coldly at Master Qi who was standing stepmother behind.

Sun's heart skipped a beat when he saw him, and she lowered her head guiltyly, thinking of something, then raised her chin reservedly, and looked at Qi Yanjun boldly.

Master Qi wanted to persuade him again, but Qi Yanjun waved his hand, "Father, anyway, I won't let my sister disappear without knowing why. I will definitely find her."

He has been to the place where the mountain torrents collapsed. Even if his sister was crushed to death, the body must still be found. Huan was also missing, and things were so strange that he couldn't believe that his sister really died just like that.

In the end, Mr. Qi couldn't hold back his son's idea, so he had no choice but to let him drive away the funeral procession, and the white flag in front of the door was also removed...

Qi Yanling stared blankly. Although she couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, she could probably guess his intentions by looking at the young man's actions.

Why does her heart ache so much when she sees him so persistently insisting that the dead are not dead.

"Why are you crying?" The ivory folding fan supported Qi Yanling's chin, and turned her face around. Zhao Linxiu squinted slightly at her pear-blossoming rainy face, wondering if she was thinking of something.

"I don't know." Qi Yanling shook her head, she didn't know why she was crying, "This Qi Mansion...does it have anything to do with me?"

"Of course you'll know when you think about it." Zhao Linxiu retracted his folding fan, eyes narrowed slightly.

Qi Yanling nodded, and said in a low voice, "I will remember, can you tell me what that man has to do with me?"

Zhao Linxiu glanced at her, and told the boy driving the carriage, "Take another road!"

Don't say it!Qi Yanling cursed in her heart, she would find out by herself sooner or later.

The blue-glazed carriage moved forward slowly, Qi Yanling looked at the Qi family through the curtains, and at that tall and handsome man, the sadness deep in her heart became clearer and clearer, she was almost sure that the deity must be closely related to this person, Otherwise, how could she be so sad when she saw him.

Qi Yanling looked back, and suddenly saw a tall and handsome figure in the Qingshi Lane next to the Qi Mansion. It was a young man in a moon-white brocade robe. He was handsome and handsome, as gentle as jade. She felt as if her heart had been cut open with a blunt knife, and the pain made her tremble all over.

"Who is that person?" Qi Yanling looked at Zhao Linxiu with a pale face.

(End of this chapter)