Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 365 Only a Little Guilt

The horses galloped all the way, leaving a series of horseshoe marks on the muddy country road.

Song Yaomei was very nervous, she was terrified that he would die.

It's just that this kind of concern is only out of guilt, but it doesn't have the slightest relationship between men and women.

The horses carried them all the way to the west, and in a vast open area, a navy blue carriage stopped there.

Seeing them coming, a look of joy appeared on the anxious face of the old driver who was driving the car.

He then lifted one foot of the curtain and waited for them to dismount and enter.

Pingan helped her get out of the carriage. Originally, there was only two meters away, but Song Yaomei couldn't make it.

She originally thought that the place where they met was the Song family, so even if she went to see him, it would be fine.But now it is this place.

The misunderstanding between her and Li Sanlang is because of him. If they go in now, the misunderstanding will definitely deepen.

Seeing that she was hesitant, Ping An urged there: "Sister Yao, hurry up and go in, our prince is waiting for you!"

She frowned and looked around, seeing that the coachman and Na Pingan both looked anxious, hesitated for a moment, and had no choice but to raise her feet.

After entering the carriage, looking at the person sleeping on the soft couch, Song Yaomei's heart tightened.

The man's face was frighteningly pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth made him look weak. There was a stream flowing slowly by the side of the road, and the sound of flowing water seemed to indicate the passing of life.

Song Yaomei squatted there, she did not sit down.

Lin Fu sighed, frowned, and moved away from the approaching position.

Song Yaomei didn't go over, she just stood there, frowning slightly, and her tone was calm with a little anxiety.

"Doctor, how is your prince?"

Just as Lin Fu was about to speak, Ping An has already hurriedly said: "Our prince is about to die, so you should accompany him well, you know his mind."

Lin Fu was startled, this Pingan was really too bold.The prince did vomit blood just now, but it was also a surge of qi and blood. He was much better after taking the blood pill, and it didn't have much impact on his life.

And there is toxin in the spit out blood.

So this is not only not a bad thing, but a good thing.

Relying on the prince's favor, Pingan dared to pass on the decree and openly cursed the prince, it was a big mistake.

Lin Fu glared at Ping An angrily, and looked down at Prince Yao who was still lying there quietly, and was even more surprised.

Just now he and his lord were cheering because of the new progress of their illness, but in the blink of an eye, his lord pretended to be like this.

He actually fell in love with a married woman.

After hearing Ping An's words, Song Yaomei frowned even tighter.

She is not 'her', not the one who was his childhood sweetheart, the one he fell in love with, she is just a soul that traveled from another world.

Even if she is really willing to compensate him in his limited life, so what?

It's just that her hand accidentally touched his cold fingers, and she felt a pause in her heart.

No matter what, she still had to comfort him well, as a repayment for his selflessness.

Song Yaomei sat down beside her, raised her hand, "Bring me the handkerchief!"

Lin Fu sighed, but still took the handkerchief and put it on her hand.

Song Yaomei took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Murong Yao tightly closed his eyes, feeling the little woman in front of him helping her wipe the corners of her mouth little by little, his body felt a little hot when his heart moved.

He thought silently in his heart, if only in this way can she be by his side, then he is willing to never get better.

After Song Yaomei helped wipe it off, she turned around and wanted to get out of the car.

Pingan was surprised, "Why did you come down? The most important thing is to take good care of the prince."

Song Yaomei got out of the carriage, looked up at the sky, and said with a smile: "It's going to be dark soon, do you want to stay here overnight? Besides, the prince is in such a state that he can't bear to be exhausted here."

Ping An panicked, "Then what do you want?"

He stomped his feet anxiously, and added: "The prince is like this, and you have the credit!"

Song Yaomei felt a pain in her heart, she turned around and looked at Lord Yao who was still lying there, and seeing him lying in the carriage with only black and white colors, her heart skipped a beat.

"I'm not saying I don't care about him, it's just that this place is really not the place." It is backed by the mountains, and even when there is sunshine on weekdays, it is still very cold, not to mention it is still raining.

Standing here for a while, she felt a little cold, let alone a patient.

"It's freezing here, do you want a patient to stay here overnight?" Song Yaomei looked at Dr. Lin.

Doctor Lin hurriedly said: "This lady is right, the prince's body is really not suitable for staying in such cold weather, let's change to another place!"

"How about going to Song's house?"

Although her natal family's conditions are not good, but the few tile houses are enough to count as one of the best in the village.

But having said that, what she wanted in her heart was to let them go back to the county.

In this way, even if there is something, it can be treated immediately.

Ping An originally wanted to refuse, but the people in the Song family's old house were all very weird, so he said that the old man Song was one of them, who would have thought that he was the one who guarded the treasure?
There is also the old lady Song, it is said that she used to be the personal maid of Concubine Wan Gui.

How can the prince go to such a family?
Without even thinking about it, Ping An said, "No way!"

"why?"

"Go to your house, your house is close!"

Song Yaomei's head was instantly erected with three bars.

If he went to Li's house and asked her to wait on him, her husband would not overthrow the jar of jealousy.

No, definitely not, Song Yaomei shook her head, "If you don't want to, then forget it."

She just felt a little bit guilty towards the prince, if it affected her husband and wife relationship, it would be absolutely unacceptable.

Seeing that Song Yaomei was so persistent, Ping An could only reluctantly agree.

Originally, Ping An meant that going to Li's house would allow him to vent his anger on the one hand, and on the other hand, it would also make it easier for Lord Yao to change his mind at any time and exchange Li Sanlang's blood directly.

Leng Yu hid aside, watching Song Yaomei get into Lord Yao's carriage, with a frightening coldness on his face.

She was not good enough for his master, so she was asking for her own death.

In the familiar cave of Buried Soul Mountain, Li Sanlang was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Suddenly a carrier pigeon flew over, Li Sanlang opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, the pigeon was caught by him, he took out the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, and took out the contents to look.

"My lord, Lord Yao vomited blood, so Miss Yao went to the Song family to take care of her."

A few short words made Li Sanlang's face turn cold again.

He vomited blood and abducted his wife?
What kind of abduction would he want to see?
Since he vomits blood, let him vomit blood well, that's all.

Li Sanlang firmly held the note in his palm, and within a split second, he had disappeared into the cave, leaving a cloud of ashes on the ground.

(End of this chapter)