Foxy Beauty Charms the World

The horse carriage headed towards the Xiang Fu, with only Chen Tianyou on it. Hu Ying suddenly felt extremely depressed. She lay down on the old man's shoulder and almost fell asleep. Just as she was about to slip away, she heard a faint sigh. When he looked up, the old man's eyes were actually wet. A drop of murky tears rolled down his face.

Hu Ying couldn't help but be surprised, as he carefully examined Chen Tianyou's expression, feeling that his heart was heavy. Could it really be as he had guessed? The fox girl in Qing Qiu couldn't wait to jump out and question her, but she held herself back.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the carriage had arrived at its destination. The servant who was driving the carriage came down and lifted the curtains. "Doctor Chen, please get off the carriage."

Chen Tianyou had wiped off his tears long ago, and his expression was now solemn and without exception. After getting off the car, he carried the medicine kit and followed the servant into the mansion. Hu Ying held her temper and concealed herself behind the old man's shoulder. She wanted to see what Qin Lingmo was up to.

"The prime minister is in his study, this way, please." A servant led Chen Tianyou into the west yard, and then went in to inform him. After obtaining permission, he lifted the curtain and invited Doctor Chen to enter.

"Uncle Chen, you came." Inside the study room, Qin Lingmo was wearing an azure jade colored, wide-sleeved robe with a dark red embroidered belt tied around his waist. Her ink-black hair hung down to her shoulders. She tied it up with a single ribbon, making it seem as if she was floating in the air. He wore a smile on his face and held the respect of an elder.

Chen Tianyou seemed to be a little restrained, and he quickly clasped his hands together in a bow: "I do not dare."

"You and my father have become sworn brothers. It is not excessive for me to call you uncle." Qin Lingmo extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, and Chen Tianyou had no choice but to sit down. Hu Ying could clearly feel that his breathing was a little ragged, and thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and asked: "Did Sir Qin find this old man because he felt unwell?"

Qin Lingmo smiled as he sat down at the table. It was an empty and short smile. Lifting his head, he replied, "I've invited Uncle Chen here not for a consultation, but to find out about my father's current situation."

Chen Tianyou's eyes flickered, and Hu Ying suspected that he was about to be drenched in sweat, "The Old Prince, he …" It's been a good time. I just got the letter the day before yesterday and I actually learned how to thread a needle and thread a needle. "

When Qin Lingmo heard this, he once again broke into a smile. It was the same short and ethereal smile, as if forcing himself to laugh. This caused Hu Ying to feel uncomfortable.

"It's going to be cold at the Li Village sooner or later. Do you have any thick clothes?"

"It's ready. The thickness is complete."

"This time of year, my father loves to eat field chickens. I heard that the field chickens near Li Village are poisonous by miasma. Please do not eat them."

"Rest assured, Sir Qin. I have already sent word."

When Qin Lingmo heard this, he nodded his head as if he wanted to say something, but he did not know what to say. He let out an inaudible sigh, revealing his confusion.

There was a moment of silence, and the air was so heavy that Hu Ying spun around Chen Tianyou's shoulder.

"Did my father say anything?" A moment later, Qin Lingmo raised his head and asked in a slow and measured voice.

Chen Tianyou shook his head, "The Old Wang didn't mention anything."

"Really?"

"..." "Really."

At that moment, Hu Ying saw a hint of anxiety flash past Qin Ling's eyes. He wanted to ignore his worries, but at that moment, he wanted to say something. Qin Ling must have been depressed for a long time. However, in the end, he still suppressed it and a faint look of weariness surfaced on his face.

"I haven't had a good rest recently. Does Uncle Chen have any good ideas?"

Chen Tianyou's hands trembled, and Hu Ying saw it clearly. He looked away and said, "Then let me take a look at Lord Qin's pulse."

Qin Lingmo lifted his sleeves. After a short while, Chen Tianyou lowered his hand and said: "Sir Qin is worried all day long about this. Yin and Yang are out of balance, so you just need to take care of yourself." As he spoke, he took out a pen and began to write the medicinal formula.

Hu Ying clearly saw that Chen Tianyou's pen tip slightly trembled as he wrote a few lines.

Danpi, Gardenia, Angelica, stir-frying, jujube green skin five each, Bupleurum, Peony two each, dragon bone ten, the same medicine to lead the osmanthus branch, and Asarum twenty. One dose every two days for three months.

The last stroke of Chen Tianyou paused for a long time, to the point that the ink piled up and turned into ugly black spots. At first glance, this prescription didn't seem suspicious at all, but upon closer inspection, Hu Ying was immediately shocked. She could no longer hold it in. He suddenly appeared in the study.

"Your prescription is harmful!" Hu Ying grabbed Chen Tianyou's hand. The old man was already in a bit of a daze, but he was suddenly grabbed by the hand. He was so frightened that his pen and paper fell off, and his whole body trembled as he was about to roll his eyes and pass out.

Qin Lingmo was also shocked, but he quickly regained his composure. It was obvious that his hands were trembling slightly. After all, the act of changing into a living person was truly unexpected.

"Why are you here?!"

The recipe for the medicine is originally to cool the heat and cool the blood, to dispel the wind, but with the help of these two Daxin medicines, not only will the whole medicine not calm the shock and nourish the Yin, it will instead be overheated. It will attack the heart against the blood, and over a long period of time, it will worsen the condition and lead to the development of anxiety and epilepsy. Hu Ying spoke with a confident and confident tone, to the point that Chen Tianyou, who had been standing there in a daze a moment ago, trembled as he was struck by lightning and glared at Hu Ying.

When Qin Lingmo heard Hu Ying's words, he did not show any reaction. It was as if he had expected something like this to happen. He turned around, but Hu Ying was unable to see his expression. She only felt his handsome back tensing up before it relaxed again. One of his shoulders slightly leaned against the bookshelf, as if he wanted to take a short rest.

Hu Ying's heart ached when she saw this, but she couldn't explain why.

"This is all my fault. I had evil thoughts in my mind. I wanted to scheme for the properties of the family!" Chen Tianyou said with a face full of grief and indignation, a hand subconsciously grabbing his chest.

Hu Ying glared at him, "You even wrote down a draft of a lie, do you think anyone will believe you?"

Chen Tianyou did not reply, his head lowered as if he was deep in thought. Suddenly, he shouted at Qin Lingmo, "This is all my own will, it has nothing to do with anyone!"

Hu Ying could not bear to listen any longer. This was her character. She would talk about everything out loud. It was always better to stab someone in the back with a sharp knife, not to mention that all of this originated from the person closest to her. She sneered and said, "You must have been ordered to do this by the old prince! If you wrote the wrong medicine, you could bribe the servants of the estate to poison it. "

"No!" "This has nothing to do with the old prince …"

"Do you think I'm an idiot?! You can even smell it with your nose! "

"No …"

"Enough." Qin Lingmo's words were neither light nor heavy as he ended the argument. His voice was not loud, but it was clear. The other man and fox didn't know what to say. They opened and closed their mouths, forming a line.

"Uncle Chen, it's getting late. Please go back first." The voice was calm, neither happy nor angry.

Chen Tianyou pursed his lips, wanting to say something but had no words to say. Trembling, he picked up his stuff and prepared to leave. He didn't want to be stopped by Hu Ying. She placed her hands on her hips and furiously stared at Qin Lingmo's back, "Opening the wound hurts, covering it hurts too. If it goes on for too long, even the flesh will rot. "Idiot!"

Just as she finished speaking, Qin Lingmo suddenly turned around. His pitch-black eyes were terrifying, and his emotions surged like a flood. He pounded his fists on the table.

"What do you want to hear?! Righteous extermination of the carefree or sad, miserable begging for pity, ha! What a pleasure! The person who wanted to harm me was my biological father, no one else but my biological father! I feel very heartbroken and very sad, are you satisfied now?! "

He raised both his hands, and the paper spread out from the table flew up like snow in an instant.

Between the sheets of paper, Qin Lingmo was propping up the table. His hair hung down to his face, and his black eyes were filled with grief and dejection.

He was also human. Ever since he was a child, he had been respectful and courteous, and filial piety took precedence. But his father had made a mistake, and he couldn't take it lying down. No matter what the reason was, he had personally sent his father to the guillotine. Even though he had managed to survive, a thorn still stuck in his heart. He couldn't pull it out. It was a wound that he couldn't pry into day and night.

Seeing this, Chen Tianyou's hands trembled as he tried to defend himself, "The old prince didn't actually mean it that way. He just wanted to return to the capital, so …"

"If I were to die in Thousand Mountains and Cloudy Sea, I would never think of harming my children to achieve my goal." Hu Ying said in a cold and calm manner.

At this time, Qin Lingmo had already calmed down. He restrained his emotions, as if he had just torn a mask and put it back on his face.

"All of you, leave." His tone was flat, even his expression was calm.

Chen Tianyou hesitated, his right hand clutching his chest. Suddenly, he let out a long sigh as he pulled out a letter from his lapel and handed it to Qin Lingmo.

It was a palm sized carp, one bottom and one lid. The letter was wedged in the middle, wrapped in three ropes and bound by a square hole with a seal imprinted on it. The mud had been torn down.

Qin Lingmo stared blankly at the seal and extended his hand to receive it. He held the carp board in his hand but refused to open it. He raised his head to look at Hu Ying, and when he saw her bright eyes, he suddenly felt at ease. Just a moment ago, he felt as if his emotions had calmed down. Even he himself was secretly surprised.

Lowering his head to look at the letter in his hand, he opened it and took out the letter.

He shook off the sandpaper, and on the slightly yellowed page was written a familiar calligraphy. The contents of the letter were not many, just a few lines, and with a few glances one could see the head.

Chen Tianyou did not know whether he had done the right thing or not, he had always been in a dilemma. A doctor who was supposed to help the world had actually tried to poison someone, but the Old Prince's kindness to him had made him unable to refuse. He was trembling with fear and trepidation. Now, regardless of whether he was right or wrong, he felt as if a huge boulder had been lifted from his heart. Maybe it would have been better to say earlier. He thought for a while and was about to say something.

Prime Minister Qin, who was reading the letter, raised his hand to stop Chen Tianyou from speaking any further. "No need to speak any further. Uncle Chen, there is no need to feel guilty in your heart. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Chen Tianyou still wanted to argue, but seeing Qin Lingmo's cold and indifferent expression, he felt discouraged. After being stunned for a moment, he bowed and took his leave.

As Hu Ying watched Doctor Chen leave, she could see that he was relieved. As he turned his gaze away, Qin Lingmo was still standing behind the table with his head lowered. He held the letter in one hand while his other hand clenched into a fist and placed it on the table. They didn't speak for a long time. For a moment, Hu Ying didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to expose this piece of paper. She felt worse than if she had lost a silver tael.

"Do you want to see it?" Suddenly, he raised his head and handed the letter forward.

To be honest, Hu Ying was really curious as to what kind of words this kind of father, who could order others to frame his son, would write.

Although the letter was not expensive, it was also not cheap. It was even handsomely printed with a plum blossom seal. It seemed that even though he was exiled, he could still pass his days and still have the leisure and elegance.

Hu Ying shrugged and continued reading.

The first few sentences were all about matters of the countryside, with much disdain in them. It seemed that the old prince was still not used to living here. In the end, he turned around and mentioned that "last year's lesson was effective". Anger grew in Hu Ying's heart, and her dissatisfaction with this father spread, but she continued to patiently read on.

After that, they all told Chen Tianyou to continue working, only the end of the letter abruptly wrote: "The fourteenth round of Spring and Autumn is already far away, when my son was still young, he was crying in the streets, and only the candied fruit could coax him." I wonder if the shop owner is still here.

Fourteen years ago, when his son was still young and wailing in the streets, he had to buy him preserves to cheer him up. He wondered if the store was still there.

It was just a trivial matter. Yet, the seemingly ordinary tone again caused Hu Ying's heart to tremble. He then turned his head to look at the source of the voice. Qin Lingmo lowered his head and a tear dropped from the corner of his eye.