The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 29 Buying People's Hearts
Outside the prime minister's mansion.A carriage stopped.

Fu Canyang held a crescent-shaped jade pendant in his palm, and he gently twisted it between his fingers, with a secretive expression on his face.

Lifting up one side of the curtain with a hand with strong bones, Fu Canyang coldly looked at the three words "Prime Minister's Mansion" in gold, as if a poisonous snake stuck out its tongue and rolled it in the depths of his heart. His whole body was surrounded, so that he couldn't breathe, his throat was itchy, he coughed violently, and blood oozes from his mouth.

Hearing the movement, Xiao Mo hurriedly took out the medicine from his bosom again, poured it into his palm while complaining softly: "My lord, the Elder Master told you not to get angry, why are you disobedient?"

Fu Canyang stared at the small black pill in Xiao Mo's palm, and instead of taking it, he laughed at himself: "No matter how panacea is, it can only heal the body but not the heart. It is a waste to eat it. Put it away."

Xiao Mo had no choice but to pour the medicine back and carefully put it back in his bosom.

Fu Canyang shifted his eyes to the mansion again, and sighed: "Xiao Mo, do you know that this prestigious prime minister's mansion also had a time when 'the front door was left out with little traffic'?"

Xiao Mo followed his gaze, thoughtfully: "Dynasty changes, Feng Shui turns, and prosperity and decline are inevitable."

Fu Canyang glanced at him appreciatively: "That's right, the current owner of this mansion has been glorious for long enough. Xiao Mo, within a year, this prime minister's mansion will change hands, can you believe it? "

Xiao Mo looked at the confident and confident young master, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course, if the young master can say it, he will definitely do it. Xiao Mo will wait and see."

The sadness in Fu Canyang's heart was dispelled by Xiao Mo's warm smile, and he ordered: "Let's go, go to the No. [-] village in the world."

"Hey." Xiao Mo responded, flicking his whip lightly in the sky and landed on the horse's back, the horse took pains and strode away, pulling the carriage behind him away.

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The sky was so clear that it started to rain, and the drizzle covered the entire city of Shengjing in mist.

Nangong Yun and Zhao Yi followed Xiaoman to a thatched house on the edge of the city. The house was made of earthen walls and was crumbling in the wind and rain.

Xiaoman walked in front, Zhao Yi saw Nangong Yun's thoughtful look, leaned into her ear and whispered: "This is a slum in Kyoto, and the people living around here are beggars and some homeless orphan."

Nangong Yun nodded, but felt desolate in her heart. It is extremely ironic that Shengjing, the most luxurious and wealthy city in the world, has such a dilapidated corner.Sure enough, there is no shortage of poor people anywhere.

"Brother..." Xiaoman pushed open the door and ran straight towards a straw bed.

A musty damp smell mixed with bloody smell was particularly pungent on rainy nights, Zhao Yi frowned, his good self-cultivation made him resist the urge to cover his nose, he looked worriedly at Nangong Yun, afraid that she, a pampered lady from a famous family, would be afraid I can't stand the mess.

But to his surprise, Nangong Yun's face was indifferent, as if it was commonplace, Zhao Yi was puzzled, he always felt that Nangong Yun was deep and mature beyond his age, and he didn't look like a woman who was raised in a boudoir and hadn't seen much in the world.

Nangong Yun's brows suddenly frowned slightly, he followed her gaze, and what came into his eyes was a skinny and skinny young man covered in wounds, his flesh was festered.

Xiaoman's stubborn little face softened a long time ago, sobbing, yelling "Brother" incessantly, the mournful wailing made people feel very sad.

When the young man heard the movement, he barely opened his swollen eyes, and his voice was hoarse and dry: "Xiaoman, who did you bring?"

Xiaoman turned her head and looked at Nangong Yun with big wet eyes, her eyes clearly meant to ask for help, but her self-esteem made her unable to open her mouth, she bit her pale lips fiercely, not knowing what to do.

Looking at this little man, Nangong Yun couldn't help but feel soft. This little girl is quite stubborn.

Way to her.

"Okay, don't cry, your brother won't die." Nangong Yun's voice was still cold, but he sat down and began to check the boy's pulse. He looked at his injuries, and his eyes were a little cold: " The injury is not minor."

When Xiaoman heard this, his eyes were full of anxiety, he suddenly knelt down with a plop, and begged Nangong Yun: "I beg you to help me, as long as I can save my brother's life, Xiaoman is willing to repay you like a bull and a horse."

Zhao Yi couldn't bear it so much, he stretched out his hand to help Xiaoman up, and comforted him: "Don't worry little sister, sister will definitely save your brother, don't worry."

Nangong Yun gave him a white look, but you will make the decision for me.

Nangong Yun got up, patted the folds on his body, and said lightly: "In this case, then please trouble Brother Zhao to help carry the patient to Zuisheng Pavilion?"

Zhao Yi opened his eyes wide when he heard the words, and pointed at himself in disbelief, "My back? Why?"

Nangong Yun glanced at him coldly: "You don't recite it? Do you want me to recite it?"

Zhao Yi felt his sleeves being shaken slightly, and lowered his head, seeing Xiaoman looking at him pitifully and beggingly, he couldn't bear it, and then looked up at Nangong Yun, who was smiling cunningly like a fox, and suddenly felt The feeling of falling into a pit.

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Zhao Yi changed into a clean robe, and his whole body felt much refreshed. Looking at Nangong Yun who was sitting at the table leisurely eating and drinking hot food, he complained: "Let others do the hard work, but you will enjoy it. "

Nangong Yun kept chopsticks in his hands, and said: "Hey, what you said is so heartless, I also spent a long time trying to cure the disease and save the patient just now, okay, you know how difficult the injury on that kid is, it's all physical work , and there is a little girl crying in my ear, it really annoys me..."

While listening to her muttering, Zhao Yi also picked up the chopsticks in his hands. After tossing for a long time, he was really hungry. He had just picked up a piece of ribs when he heard Nangong Yun yelling and pouring out the rest of them. into his own bowl: "Eat less, I'm still hungry..."

Zhao Yi was out of breath: "You're still hungry, you've eaten half of the plate of pork ribs, and I just ate a piece and you screamed..."

Nangong Yun ate another rib, stuck out his tongue at Zhao Yi, and smiled triumphantly. Zhao Yi was not to be outdone, and his eyes began to aim at another plate of meat. How could Nangong Yun let him get what he wanted? The two are like children The same rush to eat, it is extraordinarily sweet.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Yi touched his chubby belly regardless of his appearance, and sighed: "I have survived without food for 800 years, and it's all because of you..."

Nangong Yun was also fed up, his stomach was bloated and uncomfortable, he was not in the mood to argue with him anymore, he just hugged his stomach and groaned.

When Xiaoman opened the door and came in, he saw such a strange scene, two people were leaning on the seat, touching their bellies and sighing, their faces showing pain.

Seeing Xiaoman, Zhao Yi suddenly yelled, and said embarrassedly: "I forgot to leave a meal for Xiaoman, you are hungry, I will send someone to prepare it."

Xiaoman shook his head, suddenly took two steps in the direction of Nangong Yun, kowtowed on his knees, and looked at Nangong Yun and Zhao Yi dumbfounded, what is this kid going to do?
Xiaoman raised his head and looked at Nangong Yun firmly, "The nobleman saved my brother, Xiaoman kept his promise, and from now on Xiaoman will be your girl, serving as your errand."

(End of this chapter)