Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 910 Arrival
Hei Yu's voice was still echoing in Shi Jia's ears, but her thoughts had drifted away.

In Zhao Wenwen's first life, Anyuan Hou was the final winner and became the emperor. In her second life, was it the same? I don't know! Because she was killed by Anyuan Hou long ago.

So did Anyuan Hou have a plan in advance? Were the princes who died later also related to him? Or was he just a fisherman who benefited from it?

Shi Jia was thinking randomly, and before he knew it, the carriage stopped again.

"Doctor Zhao, we've arrived at Shangdu City." Hei Yu's voice came, hoarse and tired.

Shi Jia suddenly came back to her senses. Oh, no matter whether she, An Yuanhou, was the mastermind behind the incident or not, it had nothing to do with her. First, she was not Zhao Wenwen, and second, the target of the mission was not him.

She drew aside the curtains and looked outside. The sun had already set and the surroundings were dim. Only the two burning braziers at the city gate provided some light.

Under the city wall, there were shabby tents, and ragged people squatted beside them, looking around with curiosity and vigilance with their heads lowered.

"There are so many victims here too." Shi Jia said.

"Although Shangdu City is not as good as Shangjing, there are many wealthy families. Those kind-hearted ladies often come to distribute porridge. Although you can't eat your fill, you won't starve to death." Hei Yu said. In fact, his words were a reminder for Shi Jia to stop being so kind.

"Yeah." Shi Jia withdrew his gaze and unexpectedly met Chuncao's eyes. Seeing the seriousness and hesitation in the other's eyes, he suddenly felt helpless. Is she a kind-hearted person?

Chuncao said carefully, "Master, we didn't bring much silver with us this time."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything rash." Shi Jia was helpless and said nothing more, silently waiting for the carriage to pass through the city gate.

After staying in Shangdu City for one night, everyone set off again the next morning.

After a night of rest, both the people and the horses regained their strength, and they traveled nearly 200 miles the next day. There were only about 100 miles left to Shangjing.

On the afternoon of the third day, the group finally arrived in Shangjing.

"Madam, the Second Master is back!" Nanny Qin walked into the room with a smile on her face.

"Who's back?" Old Madam Ling was holding up her eye rings to look at the account book. When she heard the voice, she quickly put the eye rings aside.

"It's the Second Master! The Second Master also brought back the miracle doctor." Nanny Qin happily helped Madam Ling up.

"This brat finally came back! Let me show you how I'm going to deal with him!" Old Madam Ling put the account book aside, leaned on Nanny Qin for support, and walked towards the gate of Marquis Anding's Mansion at a rapid and aggressive pace.

"Mother..." Ling Dingfeng saw his silver-haired old mother from afar while riding his horse. He felt an inexplicable pang in his heart. Before the horse stopped, he jumped off the horse and rushed to Mrs. Ling. He knelt down and said, "Mother, I am an unfilial son and have made you worry."

“You little bastard!” Madam Ling stretched out her hand and wanted to twist his ear, but she couldn’t bear to do it. She patted his back hard and her voice became choked with sobs. “It’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back.”

"Well, mother, luckily I have fulfilled my mission and brought back the miracle doctor." Ling Dingfeng said.

"Okay, okay..." A familiar face appeared before her, and Madam Ling stopped talking. "Who is that?"

Everyone looked over and opened their mouths wide.

"I guess this must be Madam Ling?" Shi Jia did not cover her face at all. Although they were the same body, they were different people.

"You, are you Doctor Zhao?" Old Madam Ling asked in a hoarse voice. Different, different temperament, and a little different appearance. Not Zhao Wenwen! Just a second glance, Old Madam Ling knew that the person in front of her was definitely not Zhao Wenwen.

"Yes, I am Zhao Jia." This is the name she gave herself.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry for being rude just now. It's just that Doctor Zhao is unexpectedly young." said Old Madam Ling.

"Don't worry, old lady. My medical skills will definitely not exceed your expectations." Shi Jia said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go inside and talk slowly."

"it is good."

At this time, a carriage came from the direction of the imperial palace and was blocked by the convoy in front of the Anyuan Marquis Mansion.

"What happened in Anyuan Marquis's Mansion?" "My Lord, Second Young Master Ling is back."

"Well, go around it."

"Yes!"

……

After Shi Jia exchanged pleasantries with Old Madam Ling, she offered to see Ling Dingkun.

Madam Ling hesitated when she heard this.

"Madam, do you have any concerns? If it is not convenient today, let's do it tomorrow morning." Shi Jia said.

"Well, that's good. You've traveled thousands of miles from Jiangnan Prefecture to the capital, so you must be tired. Have a good rest tonight, and I'll trouble you to see my son tomorrow." Old Madam Ling said, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

After sending Shi Jia away, Madam Ling grabbed Ling Dingfeng and asked, "Have you checked this Zhao Jia? Is his medical skill really as good as you said?"

"Mom, I know what you want to ask. To be honest, we haven't found out Dr. Zhao's background, but don't worry, Dr. Zhao is definitely not Zhao Wenwen, and you don't have to worry about his medical skills. We have verified it with our own eyes." Ling Dingfeng patted his chest and guaranteed.

Old Madam Ling nodded and said, "Although you and I both know that Zhao Jia is not Zhao Wenwen, but your brother..." When she talked about her eldest son, she wanted to wipe away her tears.

"Mother, you can ask Doctor Zhao to wear a veil and a curtain to cover the master's face." Ling Dingfeng had thought of this a long time ago.

"Well, this is also a solution. You can talk to Doctor Zhao about this." Madam Ling breathed a sigh of relief after she finished speaking. She felt a little embarrassed that someone had traveled thousands of miles to come to the capital, and she still made such a request.

"Okay." Ling Dingfeng nodded.

"Then you should go back and have a rest. Don't forget to tell Doctor Zhao." Old Madam Ling waved her hand to send them away.

Ling Dingfeng touched the back of his head, feeling that he had been fooled by his mother.

*
The next day, Ling Dingkun washed up as usual and was pushed by the servant to the dining area. He frowned when he saw the empty table.

"Are you going to have dinner with your mother today?"

"Master, the second master is back. The old lady asked you to have dinner at Furongzhai." The maid next to her replied quickly.

"My little brother is back?" Ling Dingkun was a little surprised. "Come on, let's go to mother's place."

"Yes!"

After a while, Ling Dingkun arrived at Furongzhai. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw his mother, younger brother, and a veiled woman sitting in the main hall.

While he was wondering, Ling Dingfeng walked out quickly, rushed to his side, and looked at him with concern, "Brother, you are here, how do you feel? Have you felt better recently?"

"Dingfeng, I'm much better recently, don't worry." Ling Dingkun said.

"Brother, don't worry. I brought back a miracle doctor this time. Her medical skills are very powerful and she will definitely be able to cure the disease." Ling Dingfeng only felt that his brother was comforting him.

Ling Dingkun smiled but didn't expect a miracle doctor. More than a year had passed and even if there was a miracle doctor, it would be difficult to remove the toxins in his body that were like maggots in his bones.

However, this "miracle doctor" is really mysterious. The veil covers his face tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The shape of these eyes is somewhat familiar, but the look in her eyes is peaceful, as if everything in the world is the same in her eyes.

Being looked at by her, his originally agitated heart strangely calmed down.

Ling Dingkun stared at Shi Jia in a trance, but Madam Ling and Ling Dingfeng were extremely nervous, fearing that Ling Dingkun would recognize something through Doctor Zhao's eyes, which were extremely similar to Zhao Wenwen's.

"Ahem, hurry up, Dingkun, take a seat. We've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Okay." Ling Dingkun came back to his senses, and his pale face was stained with red.