Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

A quarter of an hour later, the screams in the alley stopped.

However, the corners of Shuang's clothes were not in disorder. He came out and straightened his shabby sleeves. He frowned and couldn't stand it. Even the little white childe disliked her smell. He was only willing to stay on her head or chest, and didn't want to stay anywhere else.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Is your body smelly?" Ji Qingyue asked innocently when he saw that she hesitated to lift her sleeve and smell at her breath.

"You stink!"

"I also stink!" Ji Qing nods with a smile.

However, Shuang looked at the sky, the blue sky was like washing, and the wild geese flew south. I'm determined to have money now, or I'd better not treat myself badly first. As soon as his sight fell, he looked at the silly little white face who followed him like a loyal dog and thought that this thing should also be dealt with.

They went to the clothing store and changed into neat clothes, but they still wore dark clothes. Clothes of this color are the most difficult to find when they move outside, so they are the first choice for natural frost.

After leaving the clothing store, ran Shuang took Ji Qingyue to the only medical center in the city. The old man in plain cloth robes with white hair and beard but hale and hearty spirit sat in the center.

However, frost almost forced Ji Qingyue to see the old doctor. Ji Qingyue obediently stretched out his arm and asked the old man to stretch out two fingers to explore his pulse. He did it himself. He shook his head left and right and looked around. It seemed that everything was very fresh.

However, Shuang asked the old gentleman who had been stroking his beard but didn't speak: "doctor, I don't know how my brother's condition is?"

"Young man, has your brother's head been hit a few days ago?" the old man asked truthfully after pondering.

Ran Shuang nodded: "yes, you see, his forehead was hit and blood flowed through his head." and she didn't know whether she hit her head or not when she came down from the wanzhang high cliff.

"That's it." the old man nodded suddenly, got up again, crossed the tea table and pressed back and forth to the back of Ji Qingyue's head.

As soon as I met him, Ji Qingyue "ah" screamed, impolitely opened the doctor's hand, angrily covered his skull and retreated, "it hurts!"

"Yes, because the little brother was hit, there was a congestion in the back of his head, which affected his memory and intelligence and made him as crazy as a child." the old doctor stroked his beard and nodded and sat down.

However, Shuang had long guessed that it would be this reason. She was only worried about whether she could cure the fool immediately. Otherwise, when she returned to Kyoto from fengyucheng, she was a little hard to explain to Ji Qingzhuo.

"Alas, it should be noted that the human brain is complex and is the most difficult place to treat. Whenever he bumps, the person will have various reactions, either dizzy or blind, or he has amnesia like him, and his intelligence has regressed back to his childhood." the old man shook his head and expressed regret, "Moreover, we can't decide when these symptoms will recover. It depends on when the congestion at the back of his head will dissipate. However, I can write him a prescription, grab some medicine for you, and take it back to eat, which can help activate blood circulation and dissipate congestion."

However, Shuang took the medicine and led Ji Qingyue to stand in the street. She was bored and speechless. But Ji Qingyue only teased the little white childe who washed her face on her shoulder. Her petite claws wiped her beard, long cheeks and fat face over and over again. Ji Qingyue looked more interesting. She simply stretched out a finger and poked the little white childe in the heel.

The fat ball rolled down his shoulder, grabbed his clothes, climbed up and squatted, and showed his bright teeth to the person who hurt him.

"Hahaha." Ji Qingyue clapped his hands and laughed. In the twinkling of an eye, he was attracted by the vendor selling ice sugar gourd next to him. He smoked three or four other people and sent them to his mouth without thinking about it.

"Ah, why don't you give money for eating?" the vendor was surprised and angry. Looking at Ji Qingyue's white face, he stroked up his sleeves and was about to fight.

Ji Qingyue not only pushed away each other, but also took away all the ice sugar gourd of the whole grass handle.

However, before the vendor began to spill, Shuang threw a ingot of silver into people's arms, and LengSheng stopped the vendor's abuse and noise.

"Mom, it's delicious. You can eat it too." Ji Qingyue's whole mouth is bulging, and giggles to ask her to eat it too. Ran Shuang turns around and goes to a nearby Inn and tells the waiter: "stay in the inn, two rooms. Remember to send hot water up later, and we'll take a bath and change clothes. This pair of medicine is fried, and then go to the market to buy two good horses for me."

However, Shuang said a series of orders without nonsense, only stunned the waiter, and then reacted to hold out a sentence: "good horse, it will cost more silver."

Impatiently, he threw out a hundred taels of silver. The waiter ran away in a hurry. The two people greeted him like their own parents.

Under the cliff, the mountains are emerald and the branches and leaves are dense. Beams of light hit from the cracks of the trees and hit the cold blue armor of the visitors, reflecting the way.

The mountain wind suddenly rustled up, and the dark blue cloak made a sound of hunting, and blew the black hair tail to cover the sharp and cold eyebrows. People can only see that people look up and pull out the firm jaw curve, and silently close the tight lip line.

"Commander Ji, there are only signs of broken branches here, and there are signs of fighting nearby. He also found the bones of a wild bear. The fur and limbs of the bear were cut off. It should be man-made."

If it's not human, how can you know to peel and cut your hands?

After driving down from the cliff all night, the team of elite riders searched the bottom of the cliff indifferently and silently. They didn't find any trace until they came here.

Ji Qingzhuo's bright eyes flashed slightly. With the rotation of the horse, he asked, "have you found any trace of Qingyue?"

The Deputy looked cold and bowed his head: "I didn't find it."

"Where is the nearby town?" the horse gave a loud snort, and his breath condensed into smoke in the slightly cold air in the morning.

"Report back to commander Ji. It's Fengyu city. The city is more than 50 miles away from Beijing and has little regulation." the deputy general paused and said, "commander Ji, please don't worry too much. Since there is no trace, it shows that the deputy general is still alive. When we go to search, the deputy general is probably on the way back to Beijing."

"It'd better be so, I'm afraid..." Ji Qingzhuo clenched the reins of his horse and his eyes were deep and shining. He didn't get any benefit from chasing the fugitive this time. On the contrary, he was also badly hurt. The fugitive's means were vicious and ruthless. It seems that it's impossible to teach people to defend. It seems that he has already confirmed their origin. When he saw the trap in the forest on the cliff, he really forced Qingyue to jump off the cliff.

And he has always had doubts in his heart. Who is in charge of the account book?

If it is in the hands of father-in-law ran, the Qingyue with her will

As if recalling the scene of yesterday, my mind suddenly tightened and threw a sharp line of sight into the deep part of the forest: "Qingyue, you must not have an accident!"

Ling Feng suddenly blew upside down and rolled up, rolling the fallen leaves and dust on the ground into small eddies, and then was severely stepped into the soil by the suddenly rising horseshoes, which was almost crushed.