The Queen's Dynasty: Seven gentlemen for you to pamper

Outside the door, the man was dressed in clothes as white as snow, wearing a curtain hat, covering his face, and exuding an otherworldly temperament.

This caused the passers-by who were grabbing medicinal materials and food to slow down and look at him with astonishment. From the back, he looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

But no one dared to get close, for fear that one of his actions would startle the fairy in front of him.

"Beautiful brother, beautiful brother, are you waiting for someone here?"

The man listened to the soft voice beside him and looked towards the source of the sound.

A little girl in a little red dress with pigtails and a hand-sized purse hanging around her waist.

His face was flawlessly white, and his cheeks were as plump as a chihuahua's, as small as his thighs.

If she wanted to look at him, she could only raise her head, her big watery eyes flashing, and her obsidian eyes seemed to be able to speak.

He leaned down, keeping eye level with her, as gentle as a hibiscus in water: "Yes, little sister, brother is waiting for someone."

The little girl rolled her big round eyes and tugged on his clothes with her little hands, "Who actually made the beautiful brother wait for her? Could it be that he is the sweetheart of the beautiful brother?"

The man stroked her head and smiled deeper, "Little sister, you still understand your sweetheart."

The little girl pursed her pink lips, held her head in her hands, and shook her head to prevent him from touching her head, with a painful expression on her face.

It felt like touching her head was more uncomfortable than killing her.

The little girl covered her head and said solemnly: "Pretty brother, don't touch my head. I won't grow taller. Don't worry, I'm young. I know everything. A sweetheart is someone you like in your heart. I like Xiaohe, Xiaohe is my sweetheart, and I will marry her when I grow up, so is she my beautiful brother’s sweetheart?”

A trace of sadness flashed in the man's eyes, he pursed his lips and said worriedly: "That's right, I don't know if she is her. I may not have seen her for a long time."

The little girl has fair skin and simple clothes, but the palm-sized purse on her body is made of precious foreign gold brocade. She should be the child of a wealthy family.

The man looked around but did not find her family, and asked gently: "Then little sister, tell me why you are here alone. There has been chaos in the city recently. Where is your family? How can they trust you to come out alone?"

"I ran out secretly to find someone." Before the little girl could finish speaking, the door of the mansion was pushed open, and the maid walked out and stopped in front of him.

"Mr. Lang, my master comes inside to invite you."

The man looked at the nearby house, then looked down at the little girl with big eyes blinking, and for a moment he didn't know how to make a decision.

If she really was, she wouldn't be in a hurry and would send the little girl home safely so that her family wouldn't worry.

Just when he was about to refuse to go in, there was an exclamation from behind, and a woman hurriedly ran to the little girl's side, looking her up and down.

When he was sure that she was safe and not harmed at all, he felt relieved and held her in his arms. This was the real peace of mind. He no longer had to worry about her running away again.

"Little ancestor, why did you sneak out? There is a lot of chaos in the city now. You have to worry about me to death. If the master of the house finds out, he will have to take my skin off."

The little girl didn't seem to hear what she said at all. She lowered her head and kept looking for something in her purse.

"Pretty brother, give me some candy. Your mood will get better after you eat it."

Finally, he found a piece of candy wrapped in oil paper in his purse and stuffed it into his hand.

The woman nodded to thank him, turned around and hugged her away, and the little girl happily waved goodbye to her.

"Goodbye, pretty brother!"

"Goodbye."

The little girl hugged her neck and kissed her on the cheek, "Oh, no, mom knows right from wrong and won't punish you. Besides, if you don't tell me and I won't tell, mom and the others won't know. Yes, okay, okay, in the worst case, I will take care of it for you."

"Thank you very much for taking the place, girl."

The little girl waved her hands, her eyes showing concern for her sister, but her mouth was unforgiving.

"You're welcome! I don't know where my sister, a silly goose, is now. With her "smartness", she might be giving people money now."

The woman holding her in her arms said, "Girl, it's not good for you to say this about the young master. The young master is not as unbearable as you say."

"She is just a stupid goose. She doesn't even know she was sold."

Inside the house, moxa leaves were burning in an iron basin.

Jiang Yunchu sat beside the bed, soaked his hands in the basin, rubbed the handkerchief in his hands, and gently wiped Jiang Su Chen's exposed hands.

He smiled bitterly and said, "You usually chirp in my ear and make me upset, but now you are lying here quietly, which makes me uncomfortable and feels empty."

Jiang Su Chen lay quietly on the bed, like a fragile porcelain doll, unable to move or speak.

Jiang Yunchu raised his hand to wipe away the pain in his eyebrows, and said to himself: "It's all my fault. If I refused you to go to the military camp yesterday, you might have been infected with the plague, and you wouldn't be still unconscious now. Awake."

Jiang Yunchu held his fingers and put them against his face, his eyes were tired and filled with uncontrollable sadness.

"Chen'er, please wake up quickly. You are still young and have more choices. When you wake up, I will do whatever you want."

There was a knock on the door at this time.

The maid led the man, who had the temperament of a heavenly being and exuded an otherworldly aura, to stop in front of the door.

"Your Majesty, the husband of the Medicine Sect has been invited."

A familiar voice came from inside the house, lingering in his ears, "Please come in."

The man was startled suddenly. Although he couldn't see his expression under the curtain, his whole body was tense and he stood at the door awkwardly.

My fingers couldn't help but tremble, and I stared blankly at the slowly opening door, as if following the sound, I had already seen the person I hadn't seen for a long time and missed deeply.

The seeds in my heart are like being watered by sweet rain and dew, and are about to burst out of the ground, nervous and happy at the same time.

He was happy to hear that familiar yet unfamiliar voice again. He was familiar because of that parting moment, her voice was always in his heart and he would never forget it.

He was nervous because he had only met her once, and he didn't know who she was or whether she still remembered him. Maybe she had forgotten it a long time ago.

She helps others selflessly and protects the weak. Such a person will always make people fall in love with her and give her their heart completely.

Perhaps in her heart, it was just a trivial matter, but it was also a turning point that changed his life's destiny.

If she hadn't rescued them from being coerced on the road and given him all her savings to treat his father, he might not have been able to see his father for the last time.

He also has no way of knowing his true life experience.

"Langjun, Langjun, please."

The call of the maid awakened him in a dream world.