The cat suddenly felt a sense of crisis and was furious from its back to its tail.

Anle thought the cat wanted to play, so he quickly ordered the palace servants to get some gadgets such as bell balls, peacock feathers, sandbags, glass beads, etc.

The cat has always been bored with the new and old, and has obtained a bunch of new toys. It has forgotten its red tassels on the spot.

The little girl played with all the toys with the cat, and the silver bell-like laughter came one after another in Jingren's palace.

After playing for half an hour, after eating dried fish again, the cat fell asleep so tired that it curled up into a ball of hair on a soft cushion.

Gu Yanfei sat by the window with Anle to play chess pieces. They were either playing Go or Goji, they just played guessing chess pieces.

"five."

"By the way!"

"sixteen."

"Sister, you guessed it right again."

“…”

Amid the sound of peaceful exclamation, Chu Yi came.

He didn't let anyone know, but came quietly, and looked at them quietly from a distance.

It was Gu Yanfei the first to find him, and Canran smiled: "Do you want to guess?"

Chu Yi was confused by her beautiful smile as bright as the sun, and his heart swayed slightly, and he nodded: "Okay."

Gu Yanfei grabbed a piece from the chess box, held it upside down with a cup, and smiled and said, "Guess."

Anle pulled the cuffs of his elder brother, and his eyes were shiny. "Brother, my sister is very powerful, I have never lost once."

The implication is that she loses every time.

Looking at her sister's blushing little face, Chu Yi smiled softly and touched her head, "Yes, your sister Yan Fei is very awesome."

He sat down beside Anle, grabbed a chess piece, pressed it upside down with a cup, and looked at Gu Yanfei and smiled.

The two of them compared the numbers with their hands at the same time and opened the wine glass.

"I guessed it right!"

Anle was even more excited than the two of them, and he stroked his palms enthusiastically, looking at them with admiration.

Her excited and excited voice woke up the sweet-sleeping cat. The cat opened its eyes and made a "meow" sound unhappy.

After being swept by its green cat's eyes, Anle felt that his heart had melted, and he leaned over and rubbed his face skillfully with the cat.

"Qingguang, you are so beautiful!" she smiled lively.

This was the first time Chu Yi saw his sister's sunny look, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and showed a slight shock, just like the banished immortal in the clouds, suddenly with a silky fireworks in the world.

It was obvious that the thrilling scene of the Qianqing Palace in the moment and the ministers who were fighting each other did not move him at all.

Gu Yanfei looked at him with his chin, smiling like the bright crescent moon in the night sky, and asked, "Is it solved?"

"Another wave of people came," Chu Yi's eyes were filled with smiles, "It's just arguing."

Because even the imperial envoy turned against Feng She in the church and confessed Feng She, even if Xiao Shoufu was willing to help Feng She excrete, he could not suppress the furious Qingliu people.

After Gu Yanfei left, more Qingliu court officials rushed to the scene when they heard the news that the censor had hit the pillar. These people were all angry. They were originally coming for Chu Yi, but they found that this was Feng She's conspiracy.

Now, Qingliu and the aristocratic families have already faced each other. They quoted classics one by one, and talked about the present and made a big fuss.

The emperor hid and rested with a fake verbal aches. Chu Yi let these people argue, so he came to Jingren Palace first.

Even if Chu Yi didn't say much, Gu Yanfei could still imagine the messy scene and laughed.

Those aristocratic families were determined to make a big deal of the censor’s impact, but now they just steal chickens without losing rice.

As you can imagine, Chu Yi must have fanned the flames a lot.

"They can argue for several days." Chu Yi played with a white piece casually and flipped it flexibly between his fingers.

The crystal clear white sprig shined with a faint luster in the sun, reflected in his eyes, as if a light light was leaping gently.

For him, these few days are enough.

Gu Yanfei found it interesting, so he picked up a black piece from the chess box and flipped the black piece flexibly between his fingers, with his slender jade fingers flying like a butterfly.

After playing for a while, she threw the black piece back into the chess box. Chu Yi's clear and windy voice came from his ears: "Let's go, I'll take you to the Lian family."

After leaving the cat to play with Anle, Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei left Jingren Palace, and still left on their shoulders.

The serious injury and the Censor Lian was lying in a carriage at the entrance of the palace, and was quite weak due to excessive blood loss.

Although he turned against the Qing Palace and told the truth in the face of the battle, and was forced to hit the pillar and self-harm, it was the king who lost his manners and almost made a huge mistake. Now he is a crime and has been removed from his official uniform and has just waited for the emperor to finally decide.

Facing Chu Yi again, even the Censor seemed extremely ashamed. Chu Yi spared him from getting out of the car and saluted him directly.

The Lian family's carriage led the way in front, while the other carriage that Gu Yanfei and Chu Yi were sitting in followed behind. About half an hour later, they arrived at the Lian family located in the west of the city.

Even the Censor was a scholar from a poor family. His family was poor. As soon as he entered the courtyard, half of the paint on the gate was lost and the walls were mottled.

After the carriage stopped, the two servants worked together to lift the Censor Lian off the carriage. He was wearing a half-new black cloak, with slightly worn corners, which was obviously an old object.

The old coachman knocked on the door of the house, and soon a round-faced woman in her fifties came to answer the door.

The round-faced woman was shocked when she saw the terrifying wound on the forehead of the Censor Lian, and almost screamed, but was pulled by the old coachman. The old coachman whispered to her that a distinguished guest was coming.

In the old man's shocked and suspicious eyes, Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei were welcomed into the gate.

"Ahem cough cough..."

As soon as I entered the door, I heard continuous coughing sounds coming from the room.

There was a strong smell of medicine floating in the yard, with a distinct ginseng smell in it.

Gu Yanfei's nose moved and he smelled it all at once. This was the best ginseng, at least a hundred years old ginseng.

Even the Censor followed them and was carried into the yard and placed on a chair in the yard.

"Miss Gu Er," Lian Jing put the cloak on his body, and said to Gu Yanfei with a weak and bitter voice, "I won't go in..."

He cautioned to the woman: "Take Miss Gu Er in to see the wife... Don't tell her about my injury."

The woman felt uneasy and responded repeatedly, leading Gu Yanfei into the main hall.

Only Chu Yi and Lian Censor were left behind.

Sitting on the chair, the Censor Lian was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon he didn't care about Chu Yi anymore. He stared at Dongjima with a bright look. He didn't blink, his whole body was tightly tense, as if he was pulling a bow...

"Ahem..."

"Ahem cough cough..."

The woman's cough sounded intermittently, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and sometimes short.

The passage of time seemed to be slowed down, and even the Censor was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

About one stick of incense, the coughing sound in the room suddenly stopped.

The surroundings were in a silence like death, and the noise from the alley outside the wall made the small courtyard quieter.

Even the Censor's eyes suddenly widened, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead and his cheeks in panic, his heartbeat even faster, and he couldn't help but think about the worst possibility:

Nothing will happen to my wife, right?

The lady won't die, right?

Thinking of his wife's haggard and weak appearance, even the censor became more and more uneasy, afraid that his wife would go when he didn't see her, and afraid that he would not even meet her last time before her death.

"Old Qian." Lian Censor waved to the old coachman and called him over, signaling him to help him get up.

He stood up with difficulty with the help of the old coachman. The next moment, he saw a purple figure walking out of the main hall. Gu Yanfei came out of the main hall slowly, and the woman followed her, her eyes red.

The Censor's heart skipped a beat and asked in a trembling voice: "Husband...Madam..."

"Master, it's amazing!" the old woman said with great energy, her eyes glowing, "Miss Gu Er is simply amazing."

"Mrs. I'm already asleep, I don't cough at all, and I'm sleeping so hard."

As the woman talked, tears flashed from the corners of her eyes and she cried with joy.

Lian Yuzhe could not believe his ears.

How long has Miss Gu Er been in? Is your wife good?

"Madam is really well?" He couldn't help but confirm it repeatedly at the woman, "She is asleep? Don't cough?"

Since my wife got terminal illness of tuberculosis, she has not been able to sleep well. She always wakes up from coughing when she falls asleep. In just half a year, a person who was originally so plump has become erect and has a straight body.

The woman wiped her tears with her cuffs and choked and said, "It's really good. Miss Gu Er cured her wife with just one talisman... It's just like the Wuliang Temple..."

The old lady wanted to talk about the Shangqing Zhenren of Wuliang Temple, but when she spoke, she suddenly thought of the incident that had been circulating in Beijing recently. It was said that Shangqing was a demon.

Even the censor didn't pay attention to the old man's words and tears filled his eyes.

Before, he had heard about Chengtian Gate, but he only thought it was an exaggeration among the people, and he made Miss Gu Er a god.

Even if she used only two talismans to stop the bleeding for him, because he was drowsy after hitting the post and didn't feel much. He just thought he was not hurt that much.

It was not until this moment that even the Censor really believed it.

The old wife has been ill for more than half a year. He doesn't know how many doctors he has hired for her, and even tried to invite an imperial physician to see her. However, everyone said that tuberculosis is an incurable disease and a wealthy disease, so she can only use decoctions to hang... To put it bluntly, she is waiting to die alive.

These days, even the Censor empathized with seeing his wife suffer.

Gu Yanfei stroked her sleeve and said lightly: "I will prescribe another prescription for her to take it every day, one dose a day, one dose is decocted in three doses, and after ten days, it will be fine."

"What I promised has been done."

"..." Lian Jing opened his mouth slightly, and tears flowed.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all. He bit his teeth and knelt down and kowtowed to Gu Yanfei solemnly.
Chapter completed!