Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 205 A Dream With Incense
Fu Jiuqu reached out to take the letter, and slowly squeezed the corners with his fingertips, twisting it gently, very slowly, but with an inexplicable sense of tension.

"Duan Sui." He raised his head suddenly, and said in a calm voice, "Hurry up and go to Mrs. Zhang's medicine shop and see if she has come home."

Duan Sui was startled, "Yes."

Even though Fu Jiuqu didn't say anything and his face was calm enough, the uneasy atmosphere still made the guards feel that a storm was coming...

Duan Sui rode his horse and left.

Sun Huai vaguely guessed that the matter was related to Mrs. Zhang, carefully looked at the expression of the master, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what did you say in the letter?"

Fu Jiuqu slowly put the letter into his sleeve, did not look at Sun Huai, but slowly leaned against the wall of the car without moving.

The carriage stopped quietly in the middle of the street.

People who come and go pass by, and occasionally cast inquiring eyes.

Duan Sui came back very quickly, the sound of horseshoes slapping across the long street was fast and urgent, as if stepping on people's hearts, it could be heard from far away.

"Master Jiu, it's not good...Master Jiu..."

A trace of coldness flashed across Fu Jiuqu's deep black eyes, but he didn't stop Duan Sui's recklessness, nor did he speak until Duan Sui approached the carriage and said out of breath:
"Miss Zhang went out to the execution ground at noon, so she didn't go back to the pharmacy... The people in the shop thought she was with Master Jiu..."

In fact, it was stated in the letter.

What Fu Jiuqu did was just verify.

Several guards saw his face sinking rapidly, guessed what happened, and then became nervous, "Jun Wang, what is the best way to live now?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Cheng Cang!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Notify the offices of the various chambers to investigate and patrol the shop, but the movement is too loud... In this way, troops are dispatched from the Imperial City Division to investigate, only to say that it is a secret search for criminals, and nothing else can be announced."

Cheng Cang cupped his hands: "Yes."

The city of Bianjing is divided into ten compartments, 120 squares, and outside the city, there are nine compartments and fourteen squares. There are offices in each compartment, and they inspect and lead each compartment. Every three hundred steps in the compartment is about one square, and there is a patrol shop. There are five imperial guards, therefore, the imperial guards patrolling the store are the ones who can best understand the movements of the capital.

Sun Huai felt a little nervous when he saw him arrange these things.

"Master, did the letter say where they took Mrs. Zhang?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head solemnly, and suddenly lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the man who came to deliver the letter: "Give me your horse."

The man froze for a moment, and obediently handed over the reins of the horse.

Fu Jiuqu got on the horse expressionlessly and looked back at them.

"Let Cai Qi dispatch people to respond."

"Master, where are you going?" Sun Huai trotted nervously for two steps, but did not wait for Fu Jiuqu's reply, but saw his legs clamped in the belly of the horse, and he galloped away, but disappeared in the long street in an instant. the end.

"Oh, what's going on here?" Sun Huai looked at the chazi who delivered the letter, "What did the letter say?"

The man lowered his head, "Zhang Lu caught the little lady."

Sun Huai stared dissatisfiedly, "Of course I know, the key is where did he get caught?"

The man shook his head again.

"That letter was quite provocative... and made the county king keep quiet. Otherwise, he would kill the little lady."

Sun Huai sighed and stomped heavily.

"God! What is this called? Quickly, go back and inform the young master and Commander Wei..."

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Xin Yi had a long dream, a dream with incense.

The woman in her dream was her life style when she was working in the planning team of "Fu of Bianjing".

At that time, there was a girl in the group who loved the fragrance and cherished jade, and said that she liked the character of Guangling County King, could he not be allowed to die? Xin Yi laughed at her speechlessly, for being so concerned about the paper man, and then casually found a disease for Fu Jiuqu , Said that at least he can die more beautifully than others, without having to die tragically with missing arms and legs.

Waking up, she was in a trance.

In a trance, my heart feels like a knife is piercing.

Fu Jiuqu looked at her with faint and cold eyes, as if he was blaming her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this..." Xin Yi apologized weakly, "Jun Wang, I didn't mean it, I didn't know you were flesh and blood, I thought you..."

"What do you think? Do you think I won't be in pain, uncomfortable or suffering?"

"Yes..." Xin Yi felt extremely uncomfortable, "I don't know."

"You hurt me so much, then how can I spare you?" Fu Jiuqu was smiling, the laughter was clearly coming from the void, but it seemed so real that it was right next to his ear, he even squeezed her cheek like a trick face, with a bit of ridicule.

"Sister-in-law agree with her body?"

The low voice, thin and hoarse, like a spring breeze blowing into the eardrums, with a certain deceptive power, made Xin Yi, who had fallen into a deep sleep, tremble slightly, feeling as if his whole body was being roasted, and his throat hurt , wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound, and the whole person flew away under his slender fingers...

The terrible sense of dislocation quickly pulled her back from the chaos.

"Fu Jiuqu!"

Xin Yi opened her eyes suddenly, and found that she was covered in cold sweat. There was indeed a charcoal stove in front of her, with burning red coals inside, and the hot water in the teapot on it was making a "gurgling" boiling sound.

There was incense on the table, and light smoke curled up.

The scent that made her want to die came from inside.

"woke up?"

Xin Yi heard the voice, and then realized that there was a person behind her.

She turned her head and saw only a corner of the clothes, but the man didn't pause for too long, and quickly walked over slowly, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking like a dandy with a cage and a bird.

Xin Yi was slightly taken aback, his drowsy mind came back to life immediately, and he understood his situation.

She was hijacked when she came out of the execution ground. At that time, there were scattered crowds all around. Walking beside her were two women with children. When the carriage stopped beside her, she watched the women open the curtain , a strong man came to hold the child, unaware of the danger, who knew that the other party would suddenly attack, and several people took advantage of the situation to hijack her into the car.

The smell of the incense is a bit familiar, very similar to her cat and the smell of Hooman that day, but after smelling it, her body feels soft, as if her strength has been taken away, her limbs are not her own, numb, sour, and difficult to gather strength.

Isn't this the incense made by Du Zhongqing?

"You are……"

As soon as Xin Yi uttered her mouth, she felt her throat was dry and hoarse, and her voice was as small as a murmur, as if she had suddenly lost strength, and even her voice was not her own.

"You don't know me. But I've known you for a long time." The man looked about in his thirties, with a quiet face, slender eyes and a flat mouth, as if he was smacking his lips when he spoke.

He sat down in front of Xin Yi with a smile on his face, as if a hunter was watching his prey.

"You and I are originally from the same family, with the same surname Zhang. I heard that Mrs. Zhang is very skilled in medicine, and I just met today. It's been a long time."

There was a smile on his face under the lights, even though he wanted to put on a polite and polite look, Xin Yi felt scumbag when he saw his face.It's okay not to smile, but this smile makes people feel treacherous.

Xin Yi understood somewhat.

"It turned out to be Lord Zhang. I have long admired you."

Zhang Yaozhuo's son, Zhang Lu, served as the sixth-rank deputy in the Privy Council. Xin Yi naturally guessed that it was him, but Zhang Lu laughed.

"Miss misunderstood, I'm not Mrs. Zhang. I..."

He slowly sat on the soft couch, and said pointedly: "It's Xiaoren Zhang."

(End of this chapter)