Jiao Luan

Chapter 26 Wake Up
Han Zhi's complexion changed drastically, and he reprimanded: "Cousin Shu, you are young, you know what you like and don't like!"

"Is this complicated?" He Shu sneered, "Big Cousin, you are actually not as good as Cheng Wei!"

Han Zhi finally got a little annoyed: "Cousin Shu, don't go too far!"

He Shu took a few steps back: "Big cousin, I can't control what you think, but let me put my ugly words first, if something happens to Cheng Wei, I don't care how Cousin Yao fell, anyway, it's because of her I will definitely make her look good after falling to lead to these things!"

"Heshu!"

"Don't, don't, big cousin, I'm young, I don't understand big principles, I only know whether I like it or not!" He Shu blocked what Han Zhi wanted to say, and stepped out of the door, "I'll see Cheng Wei, don’t bother big cousin to continue copying the family motto.”

When the red figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Han Zhi turned his head to look at the study.

The wind poured in from the door, blowing the messy papers on the ground and turning them non-stop. He walked in silently, bent down to pick them up one by one, and when he picked them up, he suddenly raised his hand, the papers scattered and fell, and he slipped to the ground. , hit the ground hard.

The book boy in charge of tidying up the study stood at the door and called out cautiously: "My son—"

"go out!"

The book boy glanced at Han Zhi's back worriedly, and silently closed the door.

He Shu returned to Meiyuan, but found that there were many people in Meiyuan. Seeing Liangchen standing at the door, he asked, "Sister Liangchen, grandma is here?"

Liang Chen knew that although this young man was born in a bad background, he was the old lady's heart and soul just like the third cousin girl, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, just now the old man invited Daoist Beiming to come to his house, and he is about to give three cousins Cousin girl is getting treatment."

He Shu's expression brightened: "A real person is really invited here?" He said and walked inside.

"Biao—" Meimei just wanted to call him to stop, Liangchen pulled Meimei and shook his head slightly.

Walking in with Shu, he saw many people sitting or standing in the main room, all elders who had met each other day and night. He was drinking tea from a teacup, and standing behind him were two little boys in buns. No need to ask, they must be Daoist Beiming.

The people in the room were talking around Daoist Beiming, no one noticed He Shu's arrival, he walked lightly, and stood silently in the corner.

"Really, how is my granddaughter?" Sitting opposite the real Beiming is the old Wei Guogong, who is nearly 60 years old, full of energy, and does not look old at all.

Master Beiming took a sip of tea slowly, then put down the teacup, and said: "Don't worry, old man, I have already seen the poor girl's situation, it is because of being too frightened that the soul is unstable, wait until I become poor." Feed her the talisman water and see the effect."

"Then I'll bother the real man." The old man quietly breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the way the real man was drinking tea in a leisurely manner, he wished he could grab it and drink it for him.

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, Master Beiming finally put down the teacup, stood up and said, "Let's begin."

He walked to the desk, took the cloth bag from the little boy, took out yellow paper and cinnabar and other things, and wrote it into a talisman in one go, then summoned another little boy holding a glass of clear water, and muttered something before everyone could clearly see it, The talisman had already burned and turned into ashes and fell into the water.

"Take this cup of talisman water to the little girl to drink."

Mrs. Han hurriedly took it with her own hands, and carefully carried it to the back room. The people who stayed in the main room held their breath and waited intently. Only Daoist Beiming was there, closing their eyes and resting their minds.

After about a cup of tea, there was a sound from the inner room: "The girl is awake!"

These words were like a thunderbolt, breaking the tense silence in the room, the old lady hurriedly stood up, and walked towards the back room.

Seeing this, Tao Shi, the wife of the Duke of Wei, hurriedly followed.

Old Duke Wei smiled and thanked Master Beiming repeatedly.

Master Beiming stood up and said, "Since you are awake, it's time for the poor to leave."

The old Duke hurriedly asked him to stay, and Master Beiming said: "It just so happens that the saint has passed on the poor way to enter the palace, so I won't stay any longer."

The two were talking, when they suddenly heard a girl's voice from the back room: "Don't come over!"

Then came the sound of cups falling to pieces.

"Really, this is—"

"Go in and take a look, poor." Daoist Beiming walked into the back room, and saw the little girl who had been drowsy sitting half up, covering her eyes with her hands and retreating back and forth until she reached the corner of the innermost bed, curled up and trembling.

"Really, look at me, my granddaughter just opened her eyes after waking up, and she turned into this appearance again, covering her eyes to keep people from approaching her." The old lady said anxiously.

Master Beiming took a few steps forward, looked at her for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This, it should be the symptoms of the little girl falling down after being frightened, and it cannot be cured by Fushui."

"Then what?" the old lady asked.

"Take some decoctions that nourish the mind and calm the nerves on time, and take care of them for a while. A girl at this age has a lot of forgetfulness, so she will get better soon."

Hearing what Master Beiming said, the old lady and the others finally felt relieved, and sent this expert out respectfully.

He Shu sneaked in quietly, stood at the head of the bed and quietly looked at Cheng Wei, and softly called out: "Cheng Wei——"

Cheng Wei paused with his hand covering his eyes, and after a while, he asked hesitantly, "He Shu?"

He Shu showed a bright smile and took a step forward: "It's me——"

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Cheng Wei couldn't help screaming: "Don't come over!"

He Shu stopped, frowned and asked, "Cheng Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Wei's body trembled, her voice choked with depression: "Anyway, don't come here."

"Okay, I won't go there, then you have to lower your eyes and look at me, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"No, no, I don't look at you, I don't look at anyone! Mother, mother—" Cheng Wei was emotional and called out to Han.

Mrs. Han, who followed the old lady to send the real Beiming off, hurried in. Seeing Cheng Wei's crazy appearance, he sighed, stepped forward and said, "Wei'er, mother is here."

Cheng Wei tightly covered her eyes, also not daring to look at Han Shi: "Mother, please take me back to Huairenbo Mansion, I want to go back."

This was being heard by the old lady who came in later, the old lady felt sore, she quickly walked over to embrace Cheng Wei: "Wei'er, do you want your grandmother anymore?"

The familiar embrace and voice made Cheng Wei burst into tears. She buried herself deeply in the old lady's arms and cried, "No, grandma, I'm just too scared..."

The old lady looked at Han, and Han couldn't help but said: "Mother, it's about to be Chinese New Year, I should take Wei'er back, and when she is well, I will bring her to give you New Year's greetings."

The old lady hugged Cheng Wei tightly, showing reluctance.

Seeing this, Tao Shi persuaded: "Old Madam, Wei'er was frightened in the Duke's Mansion, and now she just woke up, so it's inevitable to be afraid here. If she goes back to the uncle's mansion to raise her, maybe it will be more conducive to recovery."

After hearing this, the old lady let out a long sigh and nodded.

Everyone in the mansion heard that Cheng Wei had woken up and was going back to Huairenbo's mansion in the afternoon, so they all came to visit. After Han Zhi heard about it, he stepped out of the study for the first time in days and came to Meiyuan.

(End of this chapter)