In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Wang Menfang quickly ran over again.

Tang Wenjue agreed to meet them, and Cheng Miaomiao and others followed him around the two long corridors and finally went straight to the main hall. They walked this way familiarly, and they didn't look like guests at all.

Before he went to the capital to report on his duties, Miaomiao and the others often came to his house.

In recent years, many fine seeds have flowed from Funing County to the whole country, and the person who cultivated these fine seeds is Cheng Lin, so Tang Wenjue's kind attitude towards their family is far more than others, and naturally he tends to be close.

As soon as he entered the Tang Mansion, Cheng Miaomiao noticed something was wrong.

The atmosphere in the mansion is very chaotic, not at all the transparent air that she came to last time, and she could faintly feel that there seems to be a monster lingering in the mansion, she raised her eyebrows, and asked calmly: "Brother Wang, Master Tang recently Are you okay?"

"Miss Lao Cheng is concerned. My lord has been very worried about the eldest son's illness recently. He has to deal with official business during the day, and at night he has to worry about the son's illness all night. Apart from that, he is still in good health."

"How can I get better when I'm so sad?"

"The next time I come here, I will send Mrs. Tang some vegetables grown at home. Our vegetables are much more delicious than those sold by others. I will trouble Brother Wang to inform me again." Cheng Miaomiao smiled and rolled her eyes. .

"That's natural."

Wang Menfang cupped his hands and made a bow.

Cheng Miaomiao twitched her eyes invisibly, tilted her head, and hooked Ji Huai who was standing beside her with her little finger.

Ji Huai paused for a moment, and took her hand into his without a trace.

A wide cloak concealed the hands they held.

Seeing this, she wrote two words on the palm of his hand without any scruples - there is a difference.

Ji Huai glanced down and nodded to her. While waiting outside the mansion, he felt a different kind of aura mixed in, and then quietly enclosed the house in his Under spiritual power.

Not all monsters in this world will instinctively get close to the mountain god.

Some monsters will only follow their instincts and try to devour all creatures stronger than them, including gods.

No matter what kind of monster is inside, it cannot escape.

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It didn't take long for several people to arrive at the hall.

Cheng Miaomiao widened her eyes in astonishment after seeing the people inside, and said in surprise, "Uncle Tang, how did you become like this?"

Tang Wenjue was dressed in normal clothes, his brows were full of fatigue, his cheeks were thin, the last time he saw him he was still a vigorous young man, but now he had a strand of white hair on his temples, and his whole body exuded a sense of exhaustion.

His eyes were dark blue, and the look in his eyes also weakened.

Seeing Cheng Miaomiao and the others, Tang Wenjue's eyes moved slightly, he waved his hand to signal the boy to leave, and said hoarsely, "Why are you here suddenly? Is there anything important you want to tell me face to face?"

His voice was also very hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Cheng Miaomiao was very surprised.

After learning that he was leaving Funing County two years ago, she deliberately took out some incense ashes from the mountain temple and made a peace talisman for him. Unexpectedly, when we meet again now, the peace talisman is as invalid as the mountain god's seal.

How dangerous has he encountered?

Ji Huai's expression was calm, and he turned his head to look at Zeng Ziji. The latter walked up knowingly and cupped his hands slightly, and told the whole story of what happened in the restaurant just now. A little surprised.

It's just that it suddenly appeared at this juncture, and there was something wrong no matter what.

"So you came to me to seek justice?"

When he said this, his eyes fell on Lin Ziheng.

Young Master Lin said: "That's not the case. We heard from Xiao Zeng that Your Excellency has been sleeping all night because of Eldest Young Master's illness, so we came here to visit Your Excellency and hope that Your Excellency is in good health."

This flattering speech was spoken very fluently, and it seemed that he had said it countless times.

Coupled with his sincere eyes, it gives people a very credible illusion.

Lin Ziheng blinked his eyes, bent his lips and smiled, took out a long box from his sleeve, stepped forward and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "This is the ginseng that my mother gave to the eldest son, I hope the eldest son Get well soon."

Tang Wenjue's eyes moved slightly, and he said after a long while: "You guys are interested."

He pressed his temple wearily.

The insomnia during this period of time brought about worsening headaches. It was only a few children who came to visit him, and he was able to raise vigilance and vigilance towards them, which is really shameful.

"you……"

"Uncle Tang, I heard from senior brother that the eldest son's poison has been cured but he hasn't recovered yet, can I go and have a look?"

Cheng Miaomiao suddenly raised her hand and shook it, looking at him expectantly.

She reasoned and said: "Our home is under the Xiaohuai Mountain. Over the years, we have discovered a lot of rare and rare herbs. Maybe there is one that can be used by him? It just so happens that Uncle Zeng can give us a staff."

In the eyes of outsiders, their family can even grow good Jiahe seeds.

It's not too much to have something else, right?
The words of Tang Wenjue's refusal were on the verge of his mouth, and thinking of this, he swallowed the words again, and finally moved his lips when he met Cheng Miaomiao's clear eyes that hadn't changed since he was a child.

"Then you all come with me."

When he got the answer, Cheng Miaomiao happily ran forward and hugged his arm, and pulled him to the backyard.

Zeng Ziji's eyebrows twitched suddenly.

Your Excellency has been in a cloudy mood these days, and just as he was about to step forward to stop him, an arm in front of him suddenly blocked his way, Ji Huai turned his head to glance at him, and shook his head lightly.

Tang Wenjue was dragged away by her, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

He staggered a few times before he stood still, pursed his lips and said helplessly, "You girl, why are you so strong, don't worry..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly found his cold fingertips warmed up.

Tang Wenjue was stunned for a moment.

Not only did this warmth spread to the fingertips, but all the coldness surging in the limbs was dispelled by this warmth. The discomfort caused by insomnia was slowly dissipating, and even the spirit was gradually improving.

How is this going?

His body seemed to be soaking in warm water. The warmth that he rarely felt when he came here made him unable to hide his astonishment, but before he could say anything, he heard Cheng Miaomiao urging:
"Uncle Tang, time waits for no one!"

"We just came from the mountain god sacrifice in the village, and we went to the mountain god temple to worship before, so we have a bit of the mountain god's breath on us. At this time, maybe the mountain god can protect the eldest son by the way."

"..."

That was really convenient.

The corner of Tang Wenjue's mouth twitched slightly, helpless and funny, this is indeed something she can say.

His eyes moved down to the hands holding his arms, and he looked at Cheng Miaomiao's ignorant appearance, and felt that this might have nothing to do with her, so he temporarily suppressed those thoughts in his heart, probably because he felt wrong.