The Gu family's carriage soon stopped outside the Yimen Gate. After they got off the carriage, they saw a young man in his twenties waiting there.

The young man is tall and strong, with a square face and a handsome face. Just standing so quietly, a young man's spirit comes to his face.

"I have met Mrs. Grandma." Murong Yong took a few steps forward, clasped his fists with his hands, bowed politely to Mrs. Gu, with a heroic smile.

Mrs. Gu looked up and down at the heroic young man in front of her, with a satisfied look on her face, and said kindly: "Good child, don't be too polite."

That expression and tone were intimate.

The second carriage behind Gu Yunzhen and Gu Yanfei got off one after another.

Murong Yong's eyes naturally looked at the two sisters, first looking at his fiancée Gu Yunzhen, smiled at her, her teeth neat and white, and one side had a bit of sharpness.

Murong Yong's gaze then passed Gu Yanfei, who was one step behind Gu Yunzhen, and his smile froze on his lips, his expression was obviously stunned.

His pupils twitched, and his sword eyebrows raised, as if he was thinking.

The "teenager" I saw in the elegant seat of Tianyin Pavilion that day overlapped with the beautiful and refined girl in front of me.

It's her!

Murong Yong looked at Gu Yanfei who was walking parallel to Gu Yunzhen and recognized the girl clearly the girl who disguised as a man and rescued Duke Wei.

That day, Murong Yong suspected that the young man who was with her was not simple, and later he learned from King Kang that it was the eldest prince.

"Mrs. My dear wife, I'm sorry I'm late!" Not far away, a plump woman in her forties, with her jewel-like charming briskly walking towards her, with her eyebrows, her eyes hanging on her face, and a refreshing smile.

Her voice was slightly loud, with a bit of a precocious voice.

While speaking, her smiling eyes quietly swept across Gu Yanfei's beautiful face: "This girl is also your granddaughter. Look at her icy skin and jade bones, like a flower, you really know how to raise a granddaughter!"

Her last half sentence was equivalent to praising Gu Yunzhen together.

Mrs. Gu listened to it with a very pleasant smile and said, "The in-laws are too rewarded. This is the second granddaughter of the old man."

It turned out to be the Gu family. Murong Yong thought to himself, staring at Gu Yanfei with deep eyes for a long time, and saw the greeting as if nothing had happened: "Miss Gu, the second girl."

Mrs. Murong looked up and down at Gu Yunzhen, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her, she pulled her hand and praised her carefully, with a gentle and kind expression, sometimes praising her gentleness and beauty, sometimes praising her well-behaved and sensible, and sometimes praising her filial piety and virtuous.

The atmosphere was joyful.

After Mrs. Murong said for a while, Murong Yong interrupted at the right time: "Mother, it's cold today and it's windy here, so let's talk inside."

He spoke and acted appropriately, and looked elegant.

Mrs. Murong smiled apologetically and sighed quickly: "Oh, I'm blaming me for being rude."

"Mrs. My in-laws rarely come to the mansion. I should have been very well served. Alas, my mother-in-law is seriously ill during this period. I am really..."

"There is no need to be too polite in the in-laws." Mrs. Gu hurriedly interrupted the other party and said earnestly, "The old lady in your mansion is seriously ill, and I am also worried. I want to visit the old lady this time."

"As far as we are concerned, we have seen each other for a while. At our age, we have seen each other once, once less."

As he said that, Mrs. Gu sighed in sighs, her eyes showing a sentimental look.

"Mrs. My in-laws are really intent." Mrs. Murong pinched a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, sighing, "My mother-in-law has been in good health since she was in winter, and she has been lying on the couch for more than half of the time... These days, the weather is cold, so she looks even worse."

Everyone surrounded Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Murong and walked towards the inner courtyard.

Along the way, Mrs. Gu asked about Mrs. Murong's condition a few more questions. From beginning to end, she didn't say that Gu Yanfei knew about medical skills. She was somewhat worried, afraid that this girl would understand only some fur.

If this is boastful, it would be unbeautiful if it makes people extremely happy.

Gu Yanfei looked at the mansion casually while walking.

The main hall at the front of the inner courtyard seems to have been renovated. There is no moss in the green tiles under the snow, and the red paint clusters of beams and pillars are as bright as flames.

Although it is a cold winter day, the yard is not inferior at all. Plum blossoms, camellias, southern bamboos, and Clivia can be seen everywhere, with flowers clustered and colorful flowers.

The servants who were coming and going all lowered their eyebrows and looked pleased. When they met their master, they stood by silently with their hands down, quiet, and seemed orderly and strict.

The group passed through half of the mansion and came to a yard located in the northwest of the house.

The old lady's yard was extremely quiet and lifeless. As soon as she entered the yard, she smelled a smell of medicine that was coming to her face, which could not be removed.

Gu Yanfei immediately felt that the discomfort feeling in his heart became stronger.

An old lady with wrinkles face came up and after saluting, she respectfully led the group into the house, her eyebrows were deeply locked, and she looked worried.

Gu Yanfei walked forward while unintentionally observing the surrounding environment.

On the west side of the courtyard, an old and vigorous pine tree withered;

The water in the small pond beside Lao Song has dried up to the bottom;

In the east room, there was no fish in the blue and white porcelain fish tank on the desk...

Gu Yanfei's eyes were dark and she pursed her lips without showing any expression. The fingers of her right hand pressed her compass in her sleeve, a little curious, a little interested, and a little eager to try.

Soon, several female members walked through two or three curtains and came to a dimly lit inner room, and Murong Yong stayed in the outside room and waited.

They could see at a glance that there was an old woman lying on the bed near the north wall, and several women and girls were serving her.

Mrs. Gu praised Mrs. Murong with a sigh: "The Murong family is truly upright in family tradition and filial to their children."

"This is right." Mrs. Murong smiled, with a humble manner.

Gu Yanfei, who was landing at the end, looked around the room quietly.

The room was obviously very spacious, but as soon as Gu Yanfei walked in, he felt like he was walking into a narrow and cold environment, as if the roof and walls were pressing towards her, within reach.

There were two charcoal basins burning in the house. There were only a small gap on the window on the east side, and a few talismans were posted on the window. However, the light in the house was dim and the distance was a little farther away. She couldn't see what talisman was drawing.

The dull air is mixed with the smell of medicine, sandalwood, moldy smell and other unobstructed smells.

Gu Yanfei put the sachet between his mouth and nose and sniffed it.

From the moment she stepped into this room, she felt so stuffy, just like the dull and depressing feeling before the heavy rain in summer.

Seeing that there were distinguished guests visiting, the sick people in the room stood up one after another and stepped forward to greet Mrs. Gu.

After a few greetings to each other, the female relatives of the Murong family avoided the side, and the old lady lying on the bed also clearly entered the vision of Gu Yanfei and others.

The haggard old woman in her sixties had already had most of her hair white. She was unconscious at this moment, only showing an old pale face outside the brocade quilt, her eyes were closed, her lips were flat, and her cheeks, covered with brown spots, were slightly sunken.

The dull gray-blue bed above made the old woman's face look particularly dull.

Even those who do not understand medical skills can see that the old lady of the Murong family is really sick.

Gu Yanfei's brows couldn't help but frowned, and his eyes stared at the old lady with a deep look for a long time.

It was a gray-black death aura.

Gu Yanfei narrowed his eyes slightly. She could see that the gray-blue bed tent was full of this gray-black death aura, like the layers of clouds before the storm.

The strong dead air wrapped the old woman on the bed like a cocoon, and the dead air was so strong that it almost covered her face.

Gu Yanfei is a medical practitioner and is most sensitive to death. He watched the black air float out of the bed, like the tentacles of the octopus.

A wisp of black air floated onto her skin, and her hair suddenly stood up, and she instantly got goosebumps.

Gu Yanfei gently touched his wrist, and his black eyes became cold.

She was sure that this dead energy was not a sick dead energy, but a dead human being!

But the problem is...

Gu Yanfei's eyes were fixed between Mrs. Murong's mouth and nose. Although the other party's breathing was very weak, she could be sure that the other party was still breathing and was still alive!

This is unusual.

Gu Yanfei twisted his fingers thoughtfully in his wide cuffs, and his eyes became deeper little by little, like a wafty pond face, and the deep and unfathomable contained in his eyes.

Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Murong walked to the sickbed together.

Looking at the old lady Murong who was unconscious on the couch, Mrs. Gu said with a little sadness:

"I have known my old sister for more than twenty years. The last time I met was three years ago. My old sister looked more energetic than me at that time. It's only been three years..."

The last sentence ends with a faint sigh.

Mrs. Murong wiped the red corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and sighed, "We have invited all the famous doctors in Beijing, and the imperial doctors have also seen it. They all say that the old lady is not good."

"Later, I also invited Shangqing Zhenren to go to the mansion."

When Mrs. Murong said "Shangqing Zhenren", even Mrs. Gu was slightly moved, with a solemn expression on her face, and sighed: "The real person has profound Taoism."

Mrs. Murong wiped the corners of her eyes with a veil, then turned around, grabbed Gu Yunzhen's right hand, looked at her with a sincere face, with a hazy water vapor in her eyes, and said, "Sister Zhen, I'm also looking at me, I've always liked this girl."

"My sister has been well-educated since she was a child, filial and sensible, and has a good temperament... I dreamed of such a daughter."

Mrs. Gu's fingers gently stroked the string of Buddhist beads, not saying anything.

Mrs. Murong lowered her voice and said, "Mrs. In-law, please take a step to speak."

Mrs. Gu stroked her sleeves, knowing that what the other party wanted to say was a joyful thing.

She quietly winked Gu Yanfei and asked her to see Mrs. Murong, and then went to the Bisha Cabinet with Mrs. Murong.

Gu Yanfei didn't pay attention to Mrs. Gu's eyes at all. Her attention was all focused on Mrs. Murong on the bed, her eyes were burning.

The other party's closed eyelids trembled slightly at this moment.

Mrs. Murong is awake?!

The dead air in the bed tent became even more intense, so thick that it was about to drip out of ink.

Gu Yanfei walked closer to the other party, looked closely and saw the old woman's dry and dull lips moving a few times...

The other party did not make any sound, but Gu Yanfei could read lips and read it all at once.

What the other party said was-

Kill...me.

In an instant, the dead aura rushed from Mrs. Murong's body.
Chapter completed!