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

Xijin arrived in Xicheng early the next morning.

When Chu Yitang called him, he hastily collected a few pieces of luggage, and spent the rest of the night riding on the carriage. He was so sleepy that he couldn't even find the north, south, east, or west.

Shang Yao and Han Yin had been waiting at the entrance of the paddock for a long time, and Xi Jin was surrounded by the two people as soon as he got out of the car.

Shang Yao circled around him and confirmed that he was the person Lan Yu wanted to pick up. He hurriedly pulled Xi Jin inside, and Han Yin couldn't stop him from behind.

Xijin was a bit taller than Shang Yao, so it was easy to break away, but he was too sleepy, so he let Shang Yao pull him away.

When he arrived at the door of the main tent, Shang Yao lifted the curtain neatly and pushed Xijin straight in, all at once.

Xi Jin staggered for two steps before he stood upright and found that the tent was full of people. Everyone except Chu Yitang was saluting him and saying hello.

He smiled and asked politely: "Where is the patient?"

Chu Yitang grabbed his arm and went inside: "Inside, if it doesn't look good, you don't have to go back."

Xijin's arm was in severe pain, and he said angrily:

"Chu Yitang, can you please be reasonable! You called me here in the middle of the night and at least have a better attitude. Do you think I..."

As he struggled, he happened to bump into the eyes of the person who came out with a medicine bowl, and half of his spoken words were stuck, unable to spit out.

Yuan Qing hurriedly walked around to greet the people, but was stunned when he saw Xi Jin. He lost his hold on the medicine bowl and banged it on the ground.

His pupils shrank suddenly, like a blow to the head, which made him dizzy. He never expected that the reunion with him would be in this scene!

Xi Jin couldn't believe it, but he would never admit his mistake to the person in front of him. The scene of the lingering fight to death in the inn that night was like a tide that drenched him. He would not forget it, and he would never forget it.

"Yuanyuan, you..."

Chu Yitang didn't know whether Xijin was suffering from hysteria, and asked, "You must have mistakenly recognized the person. Don't miss your wife so much that you go crazy."

"I can recognize him even if he turns to ashes!"

Xijin has a good temper and rarely gets angry, but even a fool can hear that he is angry.

Chu Yitang was even more confused, but he thought about it again. Yuan Qing and Yuanyuan didn't seem to be completely unrelated.

Could it be that Yuan Qing is the heartless man that Xijin has been thinking about for hundreds of years?

That Yuan Qing was unlucky.

From the time he ran away after sleeping until now, Xijin has been looking for him every day, and he is getting more and more resentful every day.

Now Xijin's resentment is equal to all the evil ghosts in the underworld put together.

Chu Yitang felt a little worried about Yuan Qing's personal safety.

It’s not good to sleep with anyone, just pick someone who is single-minded.

Yuan Qing was not much stronger. He was pinned not far away, sweating in panic.

He will never forget Xijin until his death. The scene of that night is still vivid in his mind. He remembers it clearly without having to recall it.

Chu Yitang was afraid of arousing suspicion by staying here for too long, so he pushed Xijin in and said, "Time is running out, let's take a look at the one inside first."

He added in a low voice behind Xijin: "Here are some snacks, your father-in-law is lying inside."

Xijin looked at him sideways and asked, "Is it his father who was poisoned?"

Chu Yitang nodded.

Xi Jin withdrew his gaze and gave Yuan Qing a meaningful look as he passed by the screen.

Chu Yitang and Xijin have known each other for many years. When he looks at people with that look, it roughly means that you are dead.

Yuan Qing is indeed dead.

He drove Xi Jin to a dead end.

Xijin has been looking for him for hundreds of years, but he broke the agreement, causing Xijin to stick to it till now.

This story is a bit familiar, and Chu Yitang can't help but think of Wang Baochuan, who has been guarding the cold kiln for eighteen years.

Not to mention that Xijin is more than eighteen years old.

Yuan Qing walked into the hall with empty steps, his face turned pale.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Hongran quickly asked with concern: "What's wrong? Why does his face look so bad?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Yuan Qing was in a state of confusion. He could not have guessed that it would be Xijin who came to save his father's life today.

He has never owed anyone anything since he was a child, only him.

During those few days in the mortal world, he was the one who took the initiative to provoke him.

But he broke his promise and never saw him again.

Yuan Qing had a splitting headache and buried his head between his knees, unwilling to speak any more.

Half an hour later, Xijin and Chu Yitang came out of the room side by side.

Xijin took out a small bottle from the medicine box with a straight face and threw it to Yuan Qing, saying coolly:

"Take one pill every day, and apply acupuncture every day for half a month to drive out the remaining poison. After you rest, you will have no more serious problems."

Yuan Qing took the small porcelain bottle, his mood was complicated, and it was difficult to even open his mouth for a while.

The God Emperor and all the pavilion elders breathed a big sigh of relief, finally letting go of their worries that had been hanging all night. They all exclaimed that Xijin's wonderful hand had rejuvenated and his medical skills had reached their peak.

When the old man saw that Yuan Qing was still stunned, he pulled him over and scolded: "This is a life-saving grace. What do you look like standing there stupidly? You have no sense of dignity. Why don't you quickly thank the King of Medicine?"

Xijin sipped the hot tea served by the maid, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time. Yuan Qing said stiffly with a dull look on his face: "Thank you King Yao for saving your life."

"You're welcome, as you should."

Xijin put the tea cup back on the tray, leaned forward and leaned against his ear. There was a familiar aroma of herbs on his body. Yuanqing's breath suddenly stopped, and all he could hear was Xijin's soft words.

"Just think of it as the reward for Immortal Lord Yuanqing's sacrifice that night."

A few words split Yuan Qing's tense heart into pieces. The hands at his sides were clenched into fists. It took him a long while before he replied in a choked voice:

"King Yao is serious in his words. This is a life-saving grace. There is no way to repay it. Don't let it go easily."

"Nothing to repay?"

Xijin laughed lazily, but his tone suddenly turned cold: "Then Immortal Lord Yuanqing, what are you going to do to repay me?"

"A second sleep? You're not that fresh anymore."

The bones in his limbs suddenly tumbled with bone-gnawing pain, and Yuan Qing's eyes turned red. Xijin used words to insult him, just to vent his anger. Since she owed him, she deserved to be stabbed by him.

Yuan Wu's condition was urgent and he would definitely not be able to return to Tianjing tomorrow. Lan Yu finished handling the affairs assigned by the God Emperor and properly handled the matters that delayed his return to the capital.

He was thinking about Yuan Wu and rushed back without stopping. When he entered the tent and saw Xi Jin, he was quite surprised.

Then he recalled that Xijin had told him that he was from Nanqishan and was an old friend of Chu Yitang, so he must be the Medicine King.

Lan Yu didn't see any ulterior motives behind him being so close to Yuan Qing, so he thought they were talking about Yuan Wu's condition. Lan Yu leaned over and saluted politely: "Junior Lan Yu, I have met the King of Medicine. "

Xijin ignored Yuan Qing and turned to smile at Lanyu.

The maid presented the hot handkerchief, Xijin wiped her hands with it and said:

"Not all the remaining poison has been forced out yet. I still need a few days to prepare the medicine. There are a few flavors that I can't decide on at the moment. It will take more time to prepare them."

"This will save the Medicine King a lot of trouble!"

If he was willing to stay, the old man naturally wanted to ask for it, and he was eager to ask someone to set up another tent for Xijin.

Xijin closed the medicine box, folded back his rolled-up sleeves, and said, "No need, Immortal Lord Yuanqing should have his own tent. I will just live with him. If his condition changes, he It’s better to know in time.”

Xi Jin said so, and the old man couldn't refuse, so he asked someone to carry another bed to Yuan Qing's tent.

Yuan Qing suddenly widened his eyes, which were swollen from crying. Chu Yitang smiled first. Xijin was such a wily man, so he was willing to take advantage of him again.

Lan Yu is a pure and noble young man. Apart from being more shrewd in his dealings with Chu Yitang, he is blind to others. On the contrary, he feels that the doctor Xi Jin is kind and admires him very much.

He felt sorry for Chu Yitang who hadn't slept all night, and his eyes were red. He held his hand in the dark and said, "I'll ask Shang Yao to take you back. Ah Tang can go back and have a good sleep, okay?"

"how about you?"

"I'll wait here for a while, and then I'll go back to accompany you."

Chu Yitang didn't refuse anymore, he hooked his beloved's little finger and let Lan Yu see him out.

Yuan Qing was still there stupidly, as if he was stuck on a nail, while Xijin was talking to the God Emperor, smiling elegantly.

At that time, Yuan Qing liked Xijin's appearance as a handsome gentleman. Xijin had a gentle temper, spoke in a leisurely manner, was handsome and gentle.

Xi Jin briefly explained Yuan Wu's situation, stood up with the medicine box, and said with a smile:

"I'm going to disturb Immortal Lord Yuanqing tonight. I don't know where Immortal Lord lives. It's time to go back and prepare medicine for your father."

"I came to Xicheng in a hurry and didn't bring anyone with me. Maybe I have to give in to the Immortal Lord and help me."