Chapter 1080: The Widow Has a Disease
Lin Haoran heard this cold and gentle voice, and knew who this woman was, but nodded unceremoniously.
He felt that he hadn't drunk water for three days and three nights, and drank three glasses of water in a row, which made his body feel better, and the whole person slowly regained his vitality.
This wine is really easy to make mistakes, but it is rare to be happy today, but it is inevitable to indulge once.
The affairs of the Shuncheon Mansion are not very different from those of the local government, except for the most important matters of public security, such as the arrest of murderers and investigations, and these things are not difficult for him at all.
"Do you still want water?"
The cold voice came from the side again, and asked impatiently.
Lin Haoran still had a mouthful of water in his mouth, but he hurriedly waved his hand.
He swallowed the boiled water in his mouth, and then opened his eyes, and looked at the woman in front of him with a cup in one hand and a knife in the other.
Before I knew it, Ali had been at his house for more than four years, and she had grown from a girl to a nineteen-year-old girl. It's just that except for her body growing a little, her face hasn't changed much, especially her face is still like a thousand years of ice.
Ali didn't pay attention to Lin Haoran's gaze, put the water cup back on the tea table with that delicate face. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Lin Haoran coldly, and then she was about to leave.
Lin Haoran understood that this woman's appearance here was not accidental, she should have guessed that she would be thirsty, so she kindly handed him water here, and her heart couldn't help but feel warm.
No matter what the woman's attitude is and how she sees him, after all, they have lived together for almost five years. He and Xiaobai can have feelings, why is he still such a big person.
Lin Haoran found that she was already a big girl in this era, and she had reached the age of getting married, so she suddenly asked: "Ali, are you homesick?" ”
When Ali heard this sudden question, her tall body suddenly froze, but she only paused, and then strode out and said, "I don't have a home!" ”
This seems to be a confined topic, but I don't know that Ali hasn't talked about her past with Hu Niu, but anyway, Ali has never revealed her back to Lin Haoran, even the slightest.
Lin Haoran looked deeply at the back of Ali leaving, with a thoughtful look on her face.
According to him, the Japanese aristocracy of this era had already popularized the use of family crests, and the patterns of family crests were mostly in the form of more auspicious plants. If the plant itself is a herb, it can ward off evil spirits and indicate the prosperity of the family, and it is the favorite plant of the Japanese aristocracy with a family crest pattern.
For example, the family crest of the Imperial family is a sixteen-petaled multi-petal chrysanthemum. Legend has it that chrysanthemums can drive away evil, and solemn and generous, so they are favored by the royal family and set as a family crest pattern.
Once it is designated as a family crest, it will be used from generation to generation, and the common people are not allowed to use it.
Lin Haoran found a family crest on the clothes that Ali wore in the past. It's just that at that time, he was just a student, so he naturally didn't care about such small details.
It's just that after all these years of contact, Ali's initial feeling of giving her samurai has become blurred, and judging from her words and deeds, she vaguely feels that her identity may not be so simple.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a deep understanding of Japanese culture, so he naturally doesn't understand which family in Japan the family crest represents, and this era does not allow him to easily inquire about Japanese affairs.
has also lived together for a long time, and also depends on the face of the tiger girl, he has not asked too deeply about the origin of this woman's identity. But now, he suddenly had the idea of investigating Ali's origins.
As the sun sets, a palace complex is paved with gold and platinum, which looks so splendid. Especially the tall palace in the center, the roof shone with a little light.
In the quiet room, Jiajing, dressed in Taoist robes, sat cross-legged on a futon. Just as he was in his meditation, he felt a wave of nausea in his chest again, and his throat itched slightly, so that he couldn't help coughing on the ground.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Huang Jin had been guarding the door of the quiet room, and after seeing Jiajing's appearance on the ground, it seemed that the sky was about to fall, and he seemed to be anxious to pounce, and his panicked face looked extremely nervous and asked.
Ahem......
Jiajing coughed incessantly, as if there was something in his stomach that had not been digested, so that he also smelled a disgusting smell of metal. It's just that he tried to vomit out the contents of his stomach, but he couldn't.
"Water! Water! ”
Huang Jin panicked and instructed the little eunuch outside, but Feng Bao was the most clever, he had already trotted in with a jade pot, and he didn't forget to hold a golden cup in his other hand.
When he got closer, he naturally didn't dare to stand in front of the saint, so he also knelt on the ground, and prepared to pour water from the jade pot on the golden cup.
Jiajing snatched the jade pot, raised his head and poured water into his stomach.
There was a hint of sweetness in the water in the pot, and when it entered his stomach, the disgusting metallic taste was immediately diluted, and his stomach no longer felt so disgusting and uncomfortable.
"Master, slow down, slow down!"
Huang Jin was like a loyal old servant, watching Jiajing raise his head and pour the water in the jade bottle into his stomach in a big gulp, but he was afraid that Jiajing would choke on this, so he was busy reminding carefully beside him.
Syllable......
Jiajing poured the last water in the jade bottle into his mouth, but he threw the jade bottle to the ground, and the jade bottle shattered in response, and he spit out the water in his mouth, and roared angrily: "Water! ”
"Water! Water! Huang Jin was busy giving orders to the little eunuchs outside, and there was immediately movement outside, and a group of little eunuchs and palace maids brought in a lot of water.
Feng Bao watched the saint drink water again, and spit out the water in his mouth, his face slowly improved, and he secretly pinched a handful of sweat.
Shengshang's body has recently been in condition, and originally Imperial Doctor Li said that it is enough to pay attention to rest. It's just that the saint didn't take his words to heart, but still went his own way, and even improved the pill pill.
It's just that the effect seems to be counterproductive, and with the increase in the amount of elixir, the Holy Lord's body has a bigger problem.
After struggling, Jiajing lay weakly on the soft collapse.
Imperial Physician Li was called over, and after some examination, his brows furrowed deeply. When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back in the end, and only said to prescribe a few pairs of medicines to take, so that the saint could pay attention to rest.
Huang Jin was dissatisfied, grabbed the placket of Imperial Doctor Li's clothes vigorously, gritted his teeth and was about to get angry.
Although he knew that Shengshang's sleep had indeed deteriorated recently, and his sleep time had also become shorter, this Imperial Physician Li had been so perfunctory many times that he had not been able to come up with an effective prescription at all, which was simply the behavior of a quack doctor.