The Protagonist’s Halo

Seeing Xiao Han sinking into thought, Zhou became a little anxious, "You don’t want to get in there. The old man’s kindness to our He family is true. This is not something we ordinary people can do, but just want to help. I can’t help either. If you go to be a widow, you may have to convict with Gu’s family.”

The 150,000 army is gone, even the emperor's relatives and relatives can't bear this serious crime.

The corner of Xiao Han's mouth twitched slightly. When the Guogong Mansion was prosperous, she never thought about fulfilling the marriage contract. How could she want to do something to repay the chaste martyr who kept the archway? Is she such a person?

It was indeed her past all sorts of absurd and amazing behaviors that made Zhou tremble in fear, for fear that she might have something wrong with her.

Xiao Han comforted his parents and sighed, "Don't worry, I will settle this matter."

I don't know if her second uncle has counted this out, Xiao Han thought about it seriously, and didn't plan to ignore the matter of the Guogong Mansion.

Although the marriage contract did not come from Xiao Han's wishes, it was a good way to form a family. If you can make a decision, there is a friendship. How can you stand by when the other party is in trouble?

If the Guogong Mansion were to fall in this way, the He family would undoubtedly owe something. On the contrary, if the Guogong Mansion survives this difficult situation, or if there is a chance to make a comeback in the future, the He family will inevitably not be remembered. It's an accident to think about it.

Xiao Han made up his mind, but went to Beijing to get this cause and effect, and took back the birthday post by the way.

Xiao Han, who appeared outside the gate of Dingguo Palace, let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's too late."

Because He's father Zhou was so happy and missed too much, Xiao Han stayed at home for two more days. Then she squeezed the ground and came to the capital. She chose a deserted temple outside the capital, and there would be no more accidents of being seen.

The two white jade lions standing in front of the gate of the Guogong Mansion were exceptionally clean, with no conspicuous dust and leaves on them, but the Zhumen was closed tightly and the copper ring was silent.

Since the terrible defeat at the border, news of the death of the grandfather and sons came, and there were rumors outside, pointing to the grandfather's mansion one after another, and Gu's family was messing up and down.

Only the old prince and the lady of the country are still barely holding on, as the backbone of the mansion, but just like this, they are also in a gloomy cloud and panic. On the one hand, the imperial physician in the palace has determined that the injury is serious and will not survive tonight. On one side, the saint who did not know when to fall condemned him.

Once it was determined that the crime was at the founding father, the entire Gu family was lightly blamed for exile and became guilty, and the entire family was heavily blamed.

Anyone who has some ties to the National Government can’t wait to leave them clean at this time. As soon as the news of the defeat came on the front line, the Zuo Xiang’s family sent someone over to retreat. If it weren’t for this war, the Zuo Xiang’s The prostitute and the eldest son are about to get married. It's forgivable that people don't want to come here to be a widow. .

But in a blink of an eye, yesterday I heard that the daughter of the left prime minister entered the An Wang Mansion with a sedan chair and became the concubine of An Wang Xinna.

Zuo Xiang's concubine, even if she had retired, wouldn't be a concubine, and Zuo Xiang is trying to surrender.

King An, the third son of today's majesty, a popular candidate for the position of prince, is also his appeal in the court to condemn and convict the government and appease the dead souls of 150,000 soldiers.

The Zuo Xiangjia's move to stand in line is undoubtedly another stab in Gu's **** heart. Mrs. Xie only felt that she had been blind in the past, and she would think it was a good relationship.

The old lady was hit repeatedly, but he still held up his breath, "Let's not delay people's good future."

"Don't let Huan'er hear about this. Even if you leave, let him walk quietly. Don't be sad for this villain." The old lady said to his daughter-in-law after a moment of silence.

Mrs. Xie nodded without tears. The elder son Gu Huan was sent back with blood stains. The most serious injury pierced his chest and penetrated straight to the back. The person was also dizzy and unconscious like a useless person. Occasionally, I was awake for a while, but I couldn't speak. Seeing her son like this, Mrs. Xie, the mother, was heartbroken, and at the same time she was suffering the pain of losing her husband and child.

If her surrender is guilty, she would have waited for a white silk hanging beam to die, but she still has a daughter, Gu Ran, who is only fourteen or five years old, and she has no eggs in the nest, and she doesn't know how she will end up.

Just as Mrs. Xie was panicking and sorrowing, the next person came to report that a young scholar knocked on the door outside, claiming to be a student of old friends, hoping to meet.

Mrs. Xie was surprised and surprised. If it were not for the concierge to deliver the identity document, there was a fame on it, she would wonder if it was a liar who came to fish in troubled waters while the government was in danger. But the old lady is more calm and let people come in because of the ups and downs.

In a short while, the old lady and Mrs. Xie met the students who claimed to be old friends of the old country. He was elegant and graceful. He was wearing a thin light blue shirt and a squirrel long sword on his waist. With a weak character, the posture is as tall as a green pine, and it can give birth to a good impression when you see it. If the old lady did not allow him, the guard of the trilogy in the mansion would have to let him take off the weapon before he could come to see the old lady and the lady of the country.

Seeing Li, the young man leaned his waist slightly, "Student Xiao Han, I have seen the old lady and the lady of the country."

The teenager is not someone else, it is Xiao Han.

She wanted to help the Guogong Mansion, but by the way, she had this cause and effect, but she didn't want to come to see him as He Wenxi. It was too troublesome to act like that. It's not difficult for her to get an identity document or even fame at random, plus a piece of the old man's relic and a jade pendant with a mark that cannot be faked.

It was natural for the people in the government to believe that she was a student of the old friend.

After seeing the jade pendant, the old lady looked slightly calm, as if he believed Xiao Han. When the old man was alive, he was bold and affectionate, and he had countless contacts. Even the old prince may not remember all of them. It is for this reason that the old man will have the peak and prosperity of the old man.

Xiao Han only said that he had been ordered by his teacher to help when the Guogong Mansion was in distress.

Knowing that her appearance would be too convincing, Xiao Han disguised a little bit. Since Bigu stepped into the fairy road, her appearance has rarely changed. Like her second uncle He Ai, she is already immortal and immortal.

Xiao Han was not upset either, and smiled, "I have learned Qi Huang's technique in the next, so let me take a look for the elder son first."

Mrs. Xie was taken aback, her face was a little surprised, even the imperial doctor in the palace said that the son was so badly wounded that even the gods could not be saved. Could there be any way for the young man in front of him?

The old lady sighed, "Let him go and see."

The old lady didn't worry about what he would do maliciously, after all, she was ready for her grandson to survive tonight. If his medical skills are really good, even if he can stay alive for a moment or two, it would be good to let him speak his last words.

Mrs. Xie bent down and nodded in response.

After that, Mrs. Xie led the way and went to the residence of the former son of Gu Huan. All the people I saw along the way looked terrified.

Before entering the door, I smelled the strong smell of medicine in the air. Xiao Han saw at a glance the young man lying on the bed describing the withered, and the girl lying on the bedside in jade-blue clothes. She raised her head when she heard the movement. Mingli's face was so white that there was no trace of blood, and her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to be extremely guilty and haggard.

She is Mrs. Xie’s young daughter, Gu Ran, but in the evening, the Guogong’s mansion was in trouble, and even the pampered young girl was at a loss. She did not dare to disturb the grandmother and mother who supported the family. She could only stay with her elder brother. Before the bed, I hope he gets better.

But the Gu family took out all kinds of rare medicinal materials from the residence for hundreds of years, but Gu Huan couldn't even pour in the medicine at this time, and his breath became weaker.

Xiao Han probed for a pulse, which was heavier than she thought. If she were to come for a long time later, she might have seen the funeral at the National Government Mansion.

But even with such a severe injury, he could survive, which shows that Gu Huan's will to survive is quite strong.

In fact, it doesn't take such a long hour, Xiao Han said so just to avoid it seems too amazing.

Healing Gu Huan's injuries and pulling him back from the brink of death, in fact, one medicine is enough.

When Xiao Han was practising on Wangya Mountain, he was bored and would do some chores, such as Fu Lu, alchemy medicine, and the vegetation in the mountains were nourished by spiritual energy, which was just right. She poured a pill from the jade bottle she carried with her. It looked very ordinary, and it looked almost like the hawthorn **** eaten by street children. If Xiao Han was willing to sell it, he would naturally make it so shiny, with a strange fragrance, and it would attract miracles or something when it was taken out.

There is not so much attention to what you can make in case you need it.

But after all, Xiao Han left it to him, and ordinary people may not be able to bear it. Xiao Han sent a spiritual energy to his heart to help ease the effect of the medicine. But for a while, Gu Huan's heartbeat became stronger.

It was early, Xiao Han crossed his legs on the soft couch, closed his eyes and meditated.

The people outside the room were anxiously waiting for the score. Mrs. Xie had no hope at all, but seeing the young man surnamed Xiao acting calmly, she couldn't help but cherish a trace of expectation, hoping that the spirit of the old man and husband in the sky would bless. Huan'er. Gu Ran didn't know the identity of Xiao Han, and was a little confused, but he was even more concerned about his brother's life.

The pill dissipated very slowly under the suppression of the spiritual energy, but it was absorbed by Gu Huan very quickly, and the power of the medicine containing the breath of life blended into every meridian wound in his body. Gu Huan, who had been tortured day and night under the severe pain of his injuries, seemed to feel the warm and flowing icy creek and the fragrance of green vegetation in the hazy.

Gu Huan's first glance when he woke up, he saw the boy in Tsing Yi sitting on the couch in the sunlight outside the window, and his pupils seemed extremely pale.