On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu and the abbot went to two other drug stores. The other two were neither bigger than Qi's, but they still had common medicinal materials. Each store bought two kinds, leaving some reserve for them in case patients who really needed it came and couldn't buy them. , the rest are rounded.

It was the first time that the drug store met such a big customer. He politely walked to the door and said he was willing to deliver the goods to his door.

Yan Ruyu refused, just install it and someone will be sent to pick it up.

The people who followed them from the Qi family wanted to know where they lived, but they had no way to find out.

Wandering around, I watched Yan Ruyu and the abbot enter a restaurant for dinner, and then waited for an hour, but no one came out.

The servant was so hungry that he couldn't help but go over to inquire. The waiter in the restaurant said that he had left early.

Helplessly returned to his life. When he heard that people had lost their residences, they had been snatched by other homes.

Yan Ruyu and the abbot walked through the back door of the restaurant and returned to the back door of the inn. After changing their clothes, they entered the inn and went back to the hospital.

Huo Changhe was teaching his three little ones to read and write. It was rare to be quiet while they practiced calligraphy. He took out a miscellaneous journal and read it.

This was Yan Ruyu's favorite book. He found that Yan Ruyu liked reading this kind of book very much. Yu'er was never a bird that could be locked in a cage. She was born to fight against the sky and her eyes were on the mountains, rivers and earth.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and looked out of the half-open window. Yan Ruyu came in with a few paper packages in her hands. She was wearing a dark red cloak, reflecting the white snow around her, and burst into his eyes fiercely.

Huo Changhe slightly raised his lips, and Yan Ruyu smiled distantly at him and waved her hands gently.

Huo Changhe stood up and went outside without disturbing the children.

Going to another room, Yan Ruyu opened a paper bag: "I brought it for you. I've tasted it. It's delicious. You can try it."

It's a hot rice cake, crystal white rice studded with red dates, as beautiful as gems.

During lunch, Yan Ruyu was not there, so Huo Changhe really didn't eat well. Now that he saw her, the rice cakes were especially sweet, and he felt a little hungry.

While he was eating, Yan Ruyu told him what happened in Qi Mansion.

"How old do you think Mr. Qi is?" Huo Changhe felt something was wrong.

"Fifty, that's the most. You can say more than 40."

"This is impossible," Huo Changhe said firmly, "He was in his sixties when he left the border. He has been back for a few years, at least in his 70s. When his father gave him the plaque, he was in his fifties."

"He has two sons. The eldest son should be fifty," Huo Changhe calculated. "The eldest grandson of the eldest son, the father of the little fat girl, should be close to thirty. That weak woman is his wife. Look how big she is. ?”

Yan Ruyu thought for a while: "She should be in her thirties. If she is weak and suffers from illnesses for many years, it is inevitable that she will look older than her actual age."

"Then think about it, Mr. Qi is a grandfather and the fat girl is a great-granddaughter. No matter how old you are, he can't be fifty."

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment and asked, "Where are his two sons? I didn't see them today, and they weren't at the drug store."

Huo Changhe took out a small mailbox and gave it to her: "The secret guard sent it at noon today."

Yan Ruyu opened it and read some news about the Qi family. The Qi family were ordinary people. After leaving the border, Huo Changhe would not pay attention to their movements. This was only found out.

"His two sons died one after another?"

Yan Ruyu was surprised: "The eldest son went out to buy medicine and was robbed and killed by bandits on the way. There was not even a body. The second son lingered on the bed for many years and finally died of the disease?"

"Well, that's right. Qi's family has been doing good deeds for many years, but he didn't expect that his two sons would suffer such a misfortune."

Yan Ruyu pinched the tissue paper and felt something was wrong.

"Your Majesty, I always feel like there's something wrong with this."

"Do you think there is something fishy about their deaths?" Huo Changhe said patiently, "I also think that the secret guards have been asked to investigate the cause of their deaths and whether there was any discord between the two brothers before."

If there is discord and a fight over family property, it is possible.

A ridiculous idea came up, but was suppressed by Yan Ruyu.

While she was thinking about it, Huo Changhe suddenly asked her: "Yu'er, do you believe in the theory of borrowing one's life?"

Yan Ruyu was startled: "What does the prince mean?"

"His two sons died. In fact, this is not unusual. There are many examples of white-haired people giving black-haired people. But as you said, he is not old but young. This is really weird, not to mention the rejuvenation in this world. Most of them are rumors. Just because his two sons died, as a father, he can’t bear the blow. Shouldn’t he be older?”

Yan Ruyu lowered her eyes and looked at the note in her hand: "I had the same thought just now, but I thought it was too absurd, so I didn't say it out loud."

"The theory of borrowing life does not exist," Yan Ruyu said firmly, "I have never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods. If there is anything weird, it must be someone who did it on purpose."

"What's the key to this?" Yan Ruyu lowered her voice and murmured, "I didn't figure it out."

Huo Changhe held her hand: "Would you like me to accompany you again?"

"Didn't you say that you still want to see what kind of disease that woman has?"

Yan Ruyu really wanted to see it. She originally asked Abbot Fang to go to Qi's house with her, and she had this intention in mind. However, unexpectedly, she was disturbed by the Yan family who rushed out to defend Qi Luo, and she did not go to Chenghou's house.

Yan Ruyu thought slightly: "How to get there?"

"Sneaking in at night?" Huo Changhe said, but felt it was inappropriate, "It's too cold at night."

She was afraid that Yan Ruyu's body wouldn't be able to bear it. Women's bodies are delicate. If the cold caused the disease, there would be trouble.

"Don't worry, I'll prepare something first," Yan Ruyu tapped the edge of the table with her fingers, "When Yin Ding and the others come back, let them move first."

"What do you want?"

"Building momentum," Yan Ruyu smiled slyly.

It was still dark when Yin Ding and the others came back. The coachman's secret guard sent them a message, saying that the princess was looking for something.

The three young men and one old man heard that Yan Ruyu had something to do. They originally planned to talk three times in the afternoon, but they just said they would only do one and then return.

The great Confucian scholar did not catch up and went back to the courtyard to argue with the abbot.

Yan Ruyu told Yin Ding and the others what they were going to do next, and the three of them looked at each other with beaming expressions.

In the next two days, a news spread in the small town for some reason, saying that an immortal came from the South Heaven Kingdom, who could change the fate of those who had gone against the will of heaven, and could make those who had gone return to the world and see their loved ones again in their dreams.

Later, when the Qi family held a charity banquet, the guests were talking about the news in twos and threes.

Mr. Qi was happy but anxious in his heart. He was waiting for the abbot to come. He had offended someone that day, so he apologized and showed his kindness. At that time, the abbot also agreed to come.

But the time was approaching, but no one was seen, and he was a little unsure.

Come to think of it, it was such a big deal that day, and they even searched people's bodies in disguise, just for a broken plate.

It's embarrassing to say it.

If something happens to him, he won't let it go.

But thinking about that stack of banknotes, I felt a twinge of pain again.