He turned his dark eyes, sneered, and sneered, "Why should I be so troublesome? One of your border towns can easily solve the problem of the wife's medication..."

Ning Nanyou leaned against the door frame, and his raised feet stopped because of his words, and his expression gradually became calm.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xun turned his head and looked at the person inside, and asked anxiously: "Where is such a person in the border town?"

Qin Ye pursed his lips and said slowly: "I heard that the Protector General Deng Qing loves to collect all kinds of precious herbs. Although this insect is extremely precious, it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to pick it, but with the strength of the Deng clan...it is not difficult to find it for General Deng. Even before the Huns attacked the city, the Protectorate's Mansion was burned out by a fire, but with Deng Qing's personality, he should not hide these rare and precious herbs in the Protectorate's Mansion. There must be another mansion in this city that specializes in storing these herbs."

Everyone was only concerned about Jiang Chengjia's illness, but they forgot that there was a general of the escort Deng Qing in the city. Lu Xun slapped his forehead and murmured to himself: "How did you forget him?"

He immediately turned around and faced Ning Nanyou with his eyes full of expectation: "Lord... this person is right. Maybe the guardian general...is there is this herb in his hands."

Qin Ye's speculation was very accurate. Deng Qing did not hide the rare and precious herbs in the Protectorate's Mansion. Before Li Jian set fire to assassinate Deng Qing, all the rare antiques, rare jewelry and military supplies in the Protectorate's Mansion were moved empty by Lu Xun and others. Now they are all stored in the warehouse of the Prefect's Mansion and have not been returned. There is indeed no rare and famous medicine among these treasures.

The husband, who had a blue face and was reluctant to feel pain, did not say anything. Lu Xun had to call again, but still received no reply.

Qin Ye, who was kneeling beside the bed, couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw this, and said sarcastically: "I thought... How deeply do Marquis of Huaiyin have to love your wife? It turns out that he was just talking. Why... I heard that I wanted to ask for Deng Qing... I hesitated in my heart?"

When Lu Xun heard this person open his mouth and called Ning Nanyou the Marquis of Huaiyin, he immediately opened his eyes wide and showed horror on his face. He didn't understand how this person knew Ning Nanyou's true identity. He quickly analyzed it in his mind and ruled out that Zhou Yuanmo told him that Cao He was the Marquis of Huaiyin. Ning Nanyou entered the border city and turned into Cao He, which was a temporary idea. No matter how smart Zhou Yuanmo was, he probably wouldn't have expected this matter and could not tell this person in advance.

So how did this person know? Lu Xun frowned, and then remembered the word "Mr. Marquis of Qianshan's call him Ning Nanyou when they entered the room, and his face suddenly turned blue. Could it be that it was exposed? This thought went around and around, which made him very uneasy, so he subconsciously looked up at the husband in front of the door, but never got a trace of surprise from his face. Ning Nanyou... seemed not surprised at this matter at all.

Lu Xun looked around the room and saw that Qian Shan was also calm and calm, without any disturbance. He was very surprised and wondered: Is he the only one who thinks... strange? He didn't know Qin Ye's true identity, and he was confused by the situation in front of him.

Before he could figure this out, he heard Ning Nan's worry sounding like a cold abyss: "Whether I hesitate or not has nothing to do with you. How do I get these three medicinal herbs, you don't have to interfere with it. You just need to listen well. If I take the medicine and you can't treat my wife, then... Zhou Qi and the guests in black who were imprisoned in the prefect's prison will not even think of going out alive!"

Hearing this, Lu Xun suddenly felt a chill behind his back. He looked up at the door and saw the man walking the stone wall and the door frame limping down the corridor. He hurriedly chased after him, not daring to be slackened.

The departure of Ning Nanyou and Lu Xun caused the house to fall into a sudden silence.

The seriously injured girl was unconscious and was asleep. In the curtain, there were only Qian Shan and Qin Ye. The old friend had not seen each other for a long time, but when he saw each other again, everything had changed. Qian Shan sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him with his eyes straight. However, Qin Ye always lowered his head to avoid the intersection of eyes.

The atmosphere changed back and forth in awkwardness and depression, and fell to freezing point for a while. After a while, Qianshan finally couldn't help but ask in her heart and took the initiative to break the deadlock: "The Lord... treats you like treating your family, why do you betray her?"

Qin Ye knelt down, tidied up his messy prison clothes, silently silently.

Qianshan did not give up and continued to ask: "Qin Ye..."

However, before she could ask questions, she was interrupted by the young man. Qin Ye closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Qianshan... The way is different and not to plan for each other. I am too obsessed with the Lord of the Pavilion to meet the expectations of the Lord of the Pavilion. You, the Lord of the Pavilion, and Yun Jingjun are all different. This is my own choice... Even if I answer your question... what's the use?"

She knew that once the young man in front of her would not change easily once he made up his mind, he still felt it was difficult to accept: "Okay... you have your own plans, and we have no right to interfere. But what are you doing now? Can you sacrifice everything for the sake of revenge? Including those who were cherished by you in the past? You colluded with Zhou Yuanmo... Do you know his relationship with the little Chanyu Archie of the Xiongnu? Have you forgotten... Do Master Lu and the old general of Yue hated the Xiongnu the most, and even more disgusted with those who colluded with the enemy?"

He had heard this from others more than once. When he became a disciple, he was advised by his master to let go of hatred and obsession. But the rebellious case of the Lu family was circulated, and the scene of the death penalty in which he was so vivid that he could not forget it, and he was unwilling to accept it. If it weren't for the Five Marquises and Ning Zheng, Deng Guozhong's private plan and Emperor An secretly supported him, Luoyang would not have been bloody in the past, and he would not have to witness his beloved uncle's body and head, nor would he have separated from his beloved, and he would have watched her marry the son of his enemy. His life would not be as dark as it is now.

He slowly bent his fingers hidden in his sleeves, clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, endured the grief and anger in his chest, and whispered: "So what if you collude with the enemy? So what if you conspire with the Huns? If you can take revenge, even if you let me sacrifice together, you will not refuse."

Qian Shan trembled and shook her head repeatedly and said, "Qin Ye...you...you are so crazy. You..."

Her trembling tone poured into Qin Ye's ears, making him look extremely ironic. This house made him unable to stay silent for a minute. Qin Ye held his breath and calmed down, lifted his clothes and got up, and said lightly: "Madam is sleeping here. If there are no three herbs... Even if I take it here, it will be useless. So I will wait outside the house first."

He would rather stand in the corridor and be subjected to the cold wind than stay by Qianshan and Jiang Chengjia, and be tortured by the former relationship between master and servant.

Qian Shan was silent and stared at him leaving. Seeing him closing the door lightly, she felt extremely helpless.

Under the corridor outside the house, Ning Nanyou sent two guards to guard Qin Ye to avoid him from escaping. Qin Ye went out and was squeezed between the two of them, with nowhere to escape. However, he felt relieved, closed his eyes, slowly calmed down, and became leisurely, as if he was not worried about the life of the girl in the house.

At this moment, Ning Nanyou, who had only left the courtyard for a few steps, finally could not withstand the invasion of the residual snow and the cold wind, and fell to the ground. Lu Xun followed him, and saw this scene, he immediately rushed up and shouted in panic: "Lord..."

At this moment, Ning Nanyou's feet were already red and swollen. The bulging bag on the back of the feet was as high as a hill, and the gauze wrapped around the ankles was even more bloody and shocking. He ran forcibly, regardless of the ability of the tendons and veins to bear it, which completely made his feet lose consciousness. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but he couldn't do it anymore.

Lu Xun felt aching in his heart. He quickly took off his outer robe, wrapped it on Ning Nanyou's legs, lowered his head, fluttered with thin eyelashes, and his eyes gradually became wet. He trembled and even swallowed even more: "Lord, your legs are already cold...Archi injured your heels again in the war, which is even worse now. If you can no longer ride a horse or practice martial arts because of this, what should you do?"

Ning Nanyou, who was leaning against the railing of the Zhelangxuan, looked faint and calm: "If your feet are useless and you still have hands, don't worry, even if I am a person with broken feet, I can still rehabilitate the Master and the Generals."

Lu Xun's eyes turned red, and the seven-foot man couldn't help sobbing: "Listen, what are you saying? I am not worried that you will not rehabilitate the unjust case that year...but, I am really sorry for you to ruin your body like this."

Ning Nanyou's heart trembled, gently held the hand that Lu Xun placed on his knee, and blamed himself: "Today, I am willful. But... Lu Xun, when I saw Jiang Nu lying on the bed like that, my heart was like a knife, and the pain was unbearable. Therefore, I lost my calmness and ignored my work."

Lu Xun knew his affection for Jiang Chengjia, but the more he knew, the more he felt distressed.

He nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with tears: "Everyone understands. I only ask you... to take care of yourself a little bit. The female... When you wake up, you will not want to see you fall down. Even for the female, you should not be like this."

The man leaning on the railing is as thin as a dead leaf, as if the east wind can blow him to pieces.

Lu Xun took a heavy breath, grabbed Ning Nanyou's hands, wanted to carry him on his back, and while supporting him, he said, "Just... the thief in the house said it well... We may ask Deng Qing for the three medicinal herbs that can cure the Queen. If he doesn't give it, I will surround his Protectorate's Mansion and force him to hand it over. In short, lord, don't worry about this matter. Just leave it to my subordinates."

Ning Nanyou was at his mercy and his body pressed heavily on Lu Xun's back, quietly wrapping his arms around his neck. Hearing Lu Xun's words like a child, he couldn't help laughing: "You are surrounded by the Protectorate Mansion... If Deng Qing returns to Beijing to report his work, he will tell Deng Guozhong what should we do?"

Lu Xun was stunned and immediately became upset. He was just venting his anger and said stupid words again. But if Deng Qing did not force him by force, how could he get the three precious herbs from him?
Chapter completed!