Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Northern Liao Palace, Zhuoqi Courtyard.

Mrs. Kunshan's lips were pale. She was sitting on the sofa, holding a small heater in her arms. The Chinese medicine boiled on the table was completely cold, and she was not seen drinking it. She looked at the courtyard in the distance with a blank look. The cinnamon plum tree has already withered its flower branches once. This is the second flowering season this year. After this flowering period is over, the dense flower branches will suddenly fall, and it will have to rest for several months.

It is also a bit hard to make a tree.

"Kunshan, are you feeling better?" The old man with a sharp knife gently placed his sharp knife on the tea table in the inner room, rubbed his hands and walked towards the inner hall. After rubbing his hands to warm them, he took it out from his arms. A jade-colored vial came and he said with a smile: "Uncle passed by the market when he just came down the mountain. He saw this familiar gadget and bought a bottle." He rubbed his warm hands to transfer the temperature to the outside of the jade-colored vial. , until the jade-colored vial became warmer, and the wind, snow and cold outside were gone, then he handed it to Mrs. Kunshan, with a father's doting look on his daughter in his eyes, "Drink the medicine with this, it won't be too bitter." .”

Mrs. Kunshan smiled at him, but she was a little weak. She took the vial and placed it on the bedside, "Thank you, uncle."

Even the voice was weak.

The old man with a sharp knife sat on the floor and didn't ask much about her condition. After all, it was not easy for him to ask about her condition.

Mrs. Kunshan's health has never been in good health. When she was pregnant with her first child, she was given abortion pills, which hurt her deeply. Even if she detoxified and gave birth successfully, her essence was still damaged.Beiliao is different from other places. When the body is weak, the symptoms will worsen when the cold hits. This goes back and forth, and every time it is the coldest for so many years, it has to be repeated over and over again, which is very tiring. .

In the past, taking two doses of medicine would have almost cured her, but this time it didn't work. The doctor who came to see her said that she had too many thoughts in her mind and had become depressed. Taking medicine could only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. She was always unable to sleep all night, and she couldn't sleep at all. It is not conducive to recovery.The old doctor tried his best to persuade her for half an hour, but she said nothing but nodded. After the old doctor left, she continued to drink tea and kept her eyes open at night until dawn. She was much thinner than before.

"Uncle Master hasn't come to my Zhuoqi Courtyard to talk to me for a long time. Did he go to do something?" She turned around and asked.

"Hey, not at all. Wasn't that boy from Hedan injured on the way to find Hongyinghou? He was carried back to Beiliao. I took care of the boy for a while and then sent him away after he recovered. Come and see you quickly." The sharp-edged old man said in a clear tone, not worried about He Dan at all.

Mrs. Kunshan was worried, "Hedan? Injured? Were you carried back?" She lowered her eyes, wondering how badly she had to be injured to be carried back, and asked anxiously: "Whose handiwork was it?"

The old man with a sharp knife let out a long sigh and told her not to worry: "Don't get too excited. You have to rest now. I didn't expect this. The boy's injury was not serious. He just lost an arm. However, this matter alarmed the old god. He went down the mountain to diagnose and treat Hedan himself. Now he has connected the arm. The boy was really persistent. As soon as he could use his true energy, he got out of bed, packed his bags, and returned to that place. Daliang went to look for Mr. Hongying, I really want to help him, but I don’t know where to start, so I still want to ask your opinion?"

Mrs. Kunshan nodded, but asked repeatedly: "Who hurt Hedan like this?" Her eyes were clear, and she asked as if she wanted to hear the old man sharp knife say the name of the person in her heart.

"Tsk, maybe it's the local snake in Donghai, Daliang?" The sharp-edged old man glanced downwards, not looking at Mrs. Kunshan.

When Mrs. Kunshan saw him like this, she knew that her uncle was hiding something from her, but she didn't ask much. According to her current state, even if she knew some information, wouldn't she still be unable to help?
She thought for a moment and then asked: "Hongyinghou, where are you now?" "In Pingdu City." The old sharp knife paused for a moment, and then said: "Yin Yatou is also in Pingdu. I heard it was something in the autumn. The Wulin Sword Club is about to begin. Little Marquis Hongying was invited by the guy from Donghai to watch the fun, but Yin Yatou and her friends seem to be there to find someone or something."

"The two of them often appear in the same place recently." Mrs. Kunshan's tone was unclear.

"Are you suspecting that someone deliberately let them meet?" The old sharp knife glanced at her and asked with a frown.

Mrs. Kunshan shook her head slightly, but did not answer, and asked again: "Does Little Marquis Hongying know that Hedan is looking for him and was injured on the way?"

"You should know that although Young Master Hongying looks unruly on the surface, he is actually more thoughtful than anyone else. We still have many of his spies in the palace. Since you and I can understand what happened in Daliang, Then he can also have an insight into the current affairs of Bei Liao. What's more, Hedan studied under the Kunshan Hanmen. Didn't Xiaohou Hongying investigate our Kunshan Hanmen from top to bottom two years ago? Anyone who knows Hedan, You’ve almost heard what he said about wanting to surpass you, the Imperial Master of Northern Liao, right?”

"It's good to know, it's good to know," Mrs. Kunshan responded twice first, "That means he has his own arrangements. It's just a shame that this kid Hedan is so persistent."

"It's better for young people to be persistent. At least they have to accomplish something big in this life. When you reach my age, you won't feel that your time was wasted...

However, there is one thing that is a bit strange. It is said that the young Marquis Hongying has always been obsessed with the mountains and rivers and ignored the country. He also understands the overall situation. When he was in Northern Liao, he got along happily with the emperor. How come he has repeatedly interacted with that emperor when he arrived in Daliang? Where does King Yuanjin stay? "The old man Sharp Blade frowned. He felt pitiful every time he thought of He Dan's miserable appearance when he was carried back to Kunshan.

Mrs. Kunshan did not answer his words again. Perhaps she was also thinking about it. Seeing the slightly frowning eyebrows with a bit of sadness, her distant gaze stopped on the cinnabar plum tree outside the window, which was still boundless. The wind and snow drove the red pistils, turning them into waves of flowers that spread out in layers, scattered in the air, spinning and rising for a moment, and then buried in the snow on the ground, dotted with white and red.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to leave Zhuoqiyuan, which was surrounded by palaces on all sides, and go outside to take a look.

But this idea was quickly rejected by herself.

As the Wulin Sword Fair was approaching, the number of pedestrians in Pingdu City was several times greater than usual. The city, which was originally a quiet corner under the jurisdiction of King Yuanjin, was flooded with people from all over the world. Some of them came to participate in the Wulin Sword Fair, and some came to participate in the Wulin Sword Fair. Just came to join in the fun.

In any case, this place is such a big place, and when there are more people, some troubles will inevitably occur.

Yin Luo, Chi Linjing, and Nie Renxi had only been there for half a night, and the various rumors they heard were simply bizarre and somewhat convincing.People's talk always revolves around the recent news in Daliang. Therefore, there have been several versions of Mingfang going to Beiliao to get married and Wenting'er massacring his entire family. (End of chapter)