Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 341 Not Many Days (Part [-])

The old man got up tremblingly, walked to the table and began to write the prescription: "This is also your filial piety. It is a good thing not to let your parents know. Your illness is really hopeless. If you can't believe it I, or I can send other doctors to take a look, this is a prescription, take it according to the prescription, how long you can live, it's up to fate."

He wrote down the prescription, took an empty cup and pressed it, packed his things, and left with the medicine box on his back.

Nanmen Junhou waited outside the door anxiously, seeing the doctor come out, he greeted him: "Doctor, how is my daughter? Is she seriously ill?"

"I've explained everything I need to tell you, girl, you can go inside and have a look." He was not good at deceiving people, so he had no choice but to not answer.

Nanmen Junhou guessed that there was no serious illness, maybe it was because of the rain and wind and cold last night, so he asked Guo Kefu to see the doctor, and walked into the house by himself.

Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed for a long time, I didn't know what to say.

About Qin Tinghan's refusal to marry, he only heard Lou Xiulan's story when he came back from the tavern. He didn't believe it at first. If he didn't come back with red eyes and wet body on a moonlit night at the South Gate, he would have thought it was a rumor.

Nanmen Junhou sat for a long time, but still couldn't think of a word to comfort Nanmen Yue, so he simply got up and went out. With his status, Qin Tinghan would more or less listen.

Although he wished that Nanmenyue would not have another relationship with the emperor's relatives, but seeing her like this with his own eyes, he knew that he really couldn't bear it.

The rain stopped, and Qin Tinghan was still in the attic. Facing the cold moon in the sky, he stood in the night with his hands behind his back, without saying a word for a long time.The shattered moonlight shone on his shoulders, as if covering him with a layer of cold and lonely frost.

The moonlight lengthened his shadow, making him look like a lonely falcon.

Fu Tonghua came up on the wooden ladder, and carefully sent a message: "Master, the Grand Master of the South Gate is here to see you." He deliberately stayed far away, fearing that he might be injured.

"Pass!" He replied coldly.

Fu Tonghua bent down and retreated, and after a while he saw Junhou of Nanmen coming up, he took a step forward and saluted first: "Cao Min Nanmen Junhou is meeting with the lord, the lord is thousand years old."

Not seeing Qin Tinghan's response, she just knelt down, looked up at his figure standing behind her back, frowned and said directly:

"Caomin came here today to ask the prince about something, why did he refuse the emperor's order to marry his daughter?"

He plucked up the courage to ask, but he didn't see Qin Tinghan's answer for a long time, and suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing beside him, and a slender and tall figure stood in front of him in an instant.

Qin Tinghan looked down at him, raging fire hid in his jet-black pupils, and his crescent-colored robe exuded a cold air that could not be ignored, instantly condensing the atmosphere in the attic.

"Ask? You have the face to ask!" Fu sleeves turned around, and punched the beams and pillars of the attic, shaking the attic, ready to collapse at any moment.

Then came a low and cold voice: "If you hadn't been so clever and wanted to steal the sky and change the sky, Yue'er and I would have ended up in this world, heh! What have you got after all the tricks have been calculated!"

Qin Tinghan's furious eyes were bloodshot, like a demon from a dark region, Ling Ran's anger would engulf Nanmen Junhou at any time.

Nanmen Junhou backed away again and again in shock, never daring to think that the young man he taught back then would be so frightening.

Fu Tonghuahou was on the wooden bridge below the attic. Hearing such a big commotion upstairs, he hurried up and left without saying a word.

When the two arrived at the wooden bridge, the coolness in Nanmen Junhou's heart had not faded for a long time, he was too naive, the Qi Qing who escaped from death was no longer the docile Qi Qing back then, he was Qin Tinghan.

Qin Tinghan makes people shudder.

"Master Nanmen, it's getting late, please go back. If you want to come to our master for such trivial matters in the future, you won't be able to change anything even if you come."

He knew Qin Tinghan's way of doing things very well, if he hadn't been forced to a dead end with his wildness, he would never have given up on Nanmenyue.

Nanmen Junhou shook his head, a sarcasm overflowed from the corner of his mouth, retribution, all of this is retribution.

God, I was the one who did the wrong thing, even if you get retribution, it will be retribution on me, my daughter is innocent, he is still a child.

He raised his head, powerless to ask the sky, and followed Fu Tonghua out of the palace in a daze.

It was late at night when he returned home, Nanmenyue's room was still lit with candles, and there was a faint smell of medicinal herbs, so he passed away worried.

Knocking on the door and entering the house, Nanmenyue had already woken up. She was leaning against the head of the bed, obediently drinking the concoction that Guo Kefu had prepared for her.

It was sent by Li Biwen. The Li family is a family of medicinal herbs, and she probably knows about her condition, so the medicine probably works.

After Nanmenyue drank all the concoction in the bowl, she realized that Nanmen Junhou had been standing there, and she handed the porcelain bowl to Guo Kefu, and called out sweetly: "Father, why are you still awake? "The tone was calm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Oh, uh, dad just came back from going out." Nanmen Junhou was a little puzzled, and his answers were a little evasive.

Nanmenyue stretched her waist, changed to a comfortable position to lean on, her brows were calm and calm, and she was instantly different from her who just came back from the outside.

"By the way, did any of the candidates for our make-up exam get on the list?" She changed the subject, sounding concerned.

Nanmen Junhou glanced at her distressedly, and then nodded: "As I expected, Zeng Yan won the first prize, and there will be a street parade to celebrate tomorrow." asked.

"Then you should rest early after taking the medicine, don't run out these few days, and cultivate well."

Nanmen Yue returned him a gratifying smile with the corner of her mouth bent: "Yue'er has her own measure, so Daddy doesn't have to worry about it, you can go back and rest."

She watched Nanmen Junhou go out, and after making a hush gesture to Guo Kefu, she lifted the sheet and stood up suddenly, feeling dizzy and almost fell down.

It took a while before she dared to move: "I'm going out, I won't be back tonight, you have to keep it a secret from my father." She discussed with Guo Kefu in a low voice, and then began to change clothes.

What Li Biwen gave was indeed a good medicine, and after only a short time, she felt much more comfortable physically, and she became more refreshed.

Counting that Nanmen Junhou had almost woken up, he went out on tiptoe. Since there are not many days left, of course he can’t waste time by sleeping. Besides, he would think wildly even if he was lying down in such a mood, so he just got up and got busy. Bar.

Get busy, and those pains will be forgotten.

Nanmenyue came out with a lantern and asked Guo Kefu to open the door, then carefully drove the carriage out.

The night wind blows, bringing a little bit of coolness.

(End of this chapter)