After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

In the end, Chu Yitang was led back by Lan Yu.

Chu Yitang was reflecting on what was wrong along the way. Is there something wrong with his own education methods?

How come Lan Yu’s face is as tall as his height? ?

Lan Yu didn't ask Yuan Qing to kowtow to him. Chang Huai just wanted to get a lottery prize and didn't ask Yuan Qing to kowtow to him.

Yuan Qing burst into tears, scolded himself for being narrow-minded, and made an appointment with him to host him on his birthday after returning to Tianjing and have a good dinner at He Sheng Tower.

In the evening, the two of them had dinner and didn't go out again. They had been in Xicheng for two days and had to leave for Beijing the day after tomorrow.

Chu Yitang was reading in Lan Yu's arms, with a bag of pea cakes on his lap, eating while reading.

Lan Yu put an arm around him, taking the document by the way, and holding a pen in one hand to write. He was looking up at official business. He had no time to relax when he came to Xicheng. He was tired and had a lot of official documents to review.

After every two pages, Chu Yitang passed a piece of pea cake to the back, and Lan Yu opened his mouth to follow it in tacit cooperation.

After Lan Yu finished approving a book, his neck felt a little sore from leaning up for a long time. He put his things away and lowered his head to find Chu Yitang to marry him.

Chu Yitang turned over a page, his eyes still on the book, and took the time to kiss the side of Lan Yu's face.

Supplies completed.

Lan Yu has short eyelids, and he is satisfied with a little bit of meat.

Tonight was Hanyin's vigil. When Shang Yao took turns with him, he solemnly said thank you for your hard work.

Chu Yitang still praised Lan Yu afterwards, praising his beloved from the inside out.

Lan Yu is very useful, and the pair of pear dimples are extremely beautiful.

But the narrow-minded God Zhu Tianshang has judged today to be the last time Lan Yu will appear in public in his life.

There will never be a next time.

Lan Yu ran around the polo field all afternoon, and Chu Yitang coaxed him to sleep.

The night was deep and everything was quiet, but someone was knocking on the curtain outside the tent.

Han Yin didn't dare to raise his voice, and he couldn't enter without permission, but Lan Yu was sleeping lightly, and he woke up when Han Yin knocked on the curtain the first time.

Lan Yu quietly got out of bed and lifted the curtain, his eyes looking tired.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Yitang turned over in a daze. He was still not clear. The tent was completely dark. Lan Yu came in from the outside and went to get his robe from the hanger. When Chu Yitang heard the noise, he stood up from the quilt and frowned:

"Where to?"

Lan Yu thought he was being disturbed, so he put on his coat hastily, got into the bed tent, and held Chu Yitang's hand. His face was not very good, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Something happened to Yuan Qing's father."

It was supposed to be late at night, but Yuan Wu's tent was packed with people. The medical officers accompanying him on this trip to Xicheng gathered in front of the screen. Behind the screen, the hospital envoy was checking Yuan Wu's pulse with a solemn expression.

The Emperor of God and Wei Wei were also in the tent. Yuanwu's incident happened suddenly and he was already in critical condition when he was discovered. The hospital envoy forcibly took life-extending elixirs for him, and also used needles to seal several of his vital veins before he could be considered safe. A life was saved from the edge of the cliff.

After checking his pulse, the envoy walked out from behind the screen, and everyone immediately gathered around him. Yuan Qing's eyes were red and his hands were shaking unnaturally.

The envoy just shook his head feebly, cupped his hands and said:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, General Yuan is poisoned. However, the poison is very toxic. It only takes a stick of incense to invade the lungs. It is difficult to cure with medicine and stone. If General Yuan had not been deeply cultivated, if he were an ordinary person, he would be a puddle of pus at this moment. It’s water!”

"I have little knowledge. I have never heard of this poison. The antidote is hard to come by, and it will take time! But General Yuan is already at the end of his strength. He can't hold on for much longer. If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to save him, Your Majesty!"

After listening to the envoy's words, Yuan Qing felt faint in front of his eyes. Tears welled up uncontrollably. He almost fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands in pain. His uncontrollable cries were heartbreaking from his palms. spread out.

Hong Ran's eyes were red and he patted Yuan Qing again and again. He was also at a loss. He couldn't imagine if his father was also lying on the hospital bed with his life and death uncertain, and he would be even more collapsed than Yuan Qing.

The God Emperor couldn't bear to look at it. His nose was sore. He resisted the urge to cry and said in a deep voice:

"Is there any other way? You have been in the capital for many years, and I trust you the most. As long as I can save General Huoyuan, just ask for anything you want! I will search all over the three realms to find it for you!"

The envoy hesitated, and was about to explain that it was not because he was not trying his best, but because Yuan Wu's medicine had failed, when someone heard a voice outside the tent.

Lan Yu brought Chu Yitang into the tent, and when he heard Yuan Qing's cries, Lan Yu's heart sank.

Han Yin said that when the poison struck General Yuan, he was already unable to save his life, and even though the hospital envoy was hanging on to his life, he only had one breath left.

The God Emperor and the senior ministers turned around and saw Chu Yitang. They hurriedly bowed their heads in salute and said in unison: "I have met the God King."

Yuan Qing cried until his whole body was numb, but when he heard that Chu Yitang was coming, he struggled and awkwardly knelt to his feet. Yuan Qing desperately wanted to grasp the slim hope. With tears streaming down his face, he knelt down to reach Chu Yitang's legs. He was so choked up that he could hardly speak.

He said, please, save my father, please, save my father.

Yuan Qing sinks into the dust, he arches his back, annihilates the last of his pride, and repeats those few words in silence.

Save my father, even if it costs my life.

Lan Yu felt a sudden pain in his heart. He and Chu Yitang reached out to help him at the same time, but Yuan Qing broke away. He even kowtowed to Chu Yitang one by one on the ground, asking Chu Yitang to save Yuan Wu.

"Yuan Qing, since I'm here, I'm not here to sit back and watch. You get up first. I promise you that I will try my best."

Yuan Qing suddenly lost his strength, and he collapsed to the ground, swallowing the blood mixed with tears in his mouth.

Hong Ran broke away the hand he was holding, but couldn't help but shed tears: "It's okay, uncle will be fine, the Lord Shen must have a way..."

Chu Yitang entered the inner room, leaving only Yuan Qing alone with him, and everyone else retreated to the hall.

The God Emperor still didn't hold back. Lan Yu couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen him cry. He felt so sad and uncomfortable, but now there was no other way but to wait.

I don't know how long it took before there was some movement inside. Chu Yitang walked out from behind the screen, very tired.

Lan Yu hurried up to meet him, holding Chu Yitang's arm at the side, looking anxious and worried.

Others also gathered around. The corners of the God Emperor's eyes were cloudy, weakly hoping that Yuan Wu still had room for improvement.

Chu Yitang pinched his brows and said: "The poison in him is extraordinary. It has already entered the organs. Even if I use my own spiritual veins, I can't force it out. Now the needle can only delay the poison and continue to delay it." Disperse."

"The only way to save him is to detoxify him, but I have never seen this poison before. I temporarily used my cultivation to keep his life alive. There is nothing else I can do."

He deliberately avoided Yuan Qing when he said these words, but the meaning was already clear. Even Chu Yitang could not save Yuan Wu.

Lan Yu's eyes were too red. He lowered his eyes, sour tears were about to flow out, and he was still begging: "A Tang, is there any other way to save Uncle Yuan..."

Yuan Wu regarded Lan Yu as his own son and loved him more than Yuan Qing. Asking Lan Yu to watch Yuan Wu die was undoubtedly a recurrence of the pain he felt in the past.

When Chu Yitang thought about it for a while, he raised his hand to wipe Lan Yu's tears and said warmly: "Wait for me here, I'll be back as soon as I go."

"it is good."

Chu Yitang opened the curtain and walked out of the tent, and there was a dead silence in the hall. Wei Wei couldn't bear such a blow and couldn't get up from the chair, and his clothes were wet with tears.

When Chu Yitang turned around and came in, Yuan Qing was also in the hall, his shoulders trembling and his face ashen.

Chu Yitang's brows relaxed a little. He walked to Yuan Qing and said comfortingly: "I have sent a message to Prince Pharmacy. The east border is not far from Xicheng, and we will definitely arrive within half a day."

"He and I are old friends, and he promised to come and do his best to save your father."

Yuan Qing's eyes were swollen, his lips were trembling, and he could not support himself on a tree. He had been holding on until now, as if he had been ripped off by cramps, and murmured his thanks to Chu Yitang: "Thank you, Lord God, thank you Lord God..."

Many people in the tent were shocked by Chu Yitang's words. The envoy was the most excited. He walked over with trembling steps and asked in a trembling voice: "May I ask, are you the Medicine King of Nanqi Mountain?"

"Exactly, we can arrive in Xicheng before tomorrow morning."

"Great, great. If he comes, General Yuan will definitely be saved!"

The God Emperor cried with joy. He hugged Yuan Qing's shoulders and held him like his father: "The child is saved. Your father will save the child when the man from Nanqi Mountain comes..."

Yuan Qing closed his eyes weakly before daring to breathe out.