After simply eating, Hu Qi went back to the inner room, and sure enough, Qin Jian had already fallen asleep.He gently moved the chair to the side of the bed, sat down and looked at Qin Jian.

At this time, Qin Jian was wearing a clean inner garment, and the blood-stained robe had been changed, and the quilt was placed a little lower on his chest. His face was still pale, and his eyebrows were stretched a little. It's so uncomfortable, it should be the medicine.

For two consecutive days, Hu Qi stayed by Qin Jian's side and never left for a moment.Qin Ze also came to see Qin Jian, but it wasn't long, he still had other things to do, so he didn't have so much free time.Before leaving, Qin Ze comforted Hu Qi, "Don't worry, the doctor said you're fine."

Hu Qi looked at Qin Jian without moving his eyes, "Yes."

Qin Ze hesitated to speak, and in just two days, Hu Qi lost a lot of weight, the flesh on his face was gone, and his pointed jaw could be seen from his direction.In the end, he didn't say anything, he just patted Hu Qi on the shoulder and went out.

The butler has recently mobilized his staff to find out who is behind the assassin, but there is no clue at all.

Because Qin Jian was injured and comatose, and couldn't go to the court, the ministers in the court and the central government naturally knew about it.The little emperor also specially came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to look at the Qin bamboo slips, and sat there for nearly an hour before leaving.The rest of the ministers who came were stopped by the housekeeper, and then they simply closed the door to thank the guests.

In a blink of an eye, another five or six days passed, and Qin Jian still hadn't woken up.

But three guests came in front of Xiangfu's gate.One is Jing Zhaoyin, and the other two are old people, a man and a woman, dressed in gold and silver, with a faint look of urgency and anticipation, especially the old woman, who even has wet tears in the corners of her eyes.

The butler heard the servants report back to the door, glanced at the two old men, his eyes fell on Jing Zhaoyin, a trace of just right doubt floated in his eyes, and he saluted, "Master Li, our master is still in a coma, I'm afraid we can't See you."

Jing Zhaoyin smiled on his face, and said with deliberate intimacy, "This subordinate knows that he is not here to find the prime minister for something."

The butler said, "Then..."

Jing Zhaoyin turned his eyes, looked at the old couple beside him, and said, "These two are from Huaiyang. They are in business at home and have a lot of money. A year ago, their only son went missing. I have been back. Not long ago, they found the lower officials and talked about it, just listening to their description of the missing son..."

Listening to Jing Zhaoyin's narration, the old woman couldn't help but shed tears again, wiping her tears with a handkerchief in her hand, and the old man next to her patted her shoulder, silently comforting her.

The butler knew in his heart that he was here looking for something, and as expected, as the master told him, these people actually set their minds on the young master, and he still smiled and said, "My lord is looking for someone, I don't know why you are here at the house ?”

Jing Zhaoyin stretched out his hand, took out a portrait from his sleeve, and shook it open. There was a portrait of a young man on it, who looked somewhat like Fox Seven. Jing Zhaoyin pointed to the two old men next to him, and said, "This It was drawn by the painter according to their description."

Having said so much, Jing Zhaoyin stated the purpose of his trip, "Some time ago, I was fortunate to be able to attend the Taiwei's birthday banquet. I met the son named Hu Qi in the mansion once. I wonder if I can invite him out for a visit. See?"

The butler stopped smiling a little, and said solemnly, "Your Excellency, you mean that my majestic Prime Minister's Mansion will go to Huaiyang to snatch a boy back?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhaoyin immediately waved his hands, lowered his posture and said, "No, no, that's not what I mean by being an official. It is well known that Mr. Qin is kind-hearted, and he kindly took in Mr. Seventh Fox who has lost his memory."

He secretly gave the two people a look, and the old woman took a step forward, choked up and said, "My lord, my lord, I beg you, just to see Young Master Hu Qi, if it wasn't for the old lady, I wouldn't bother you again. "

The old man behind the old woman held her hand tightly, and also looked at the housekeeper pleadingly.

The butler was silent for a while, and finally let go.He raised his hand to summon a servant, and asked him to invite the young master.

The servant trotted away all the way.

Then the butler raised his head to look at the three of them again, with a smile on his face and a coldness on his face, and said, "The mansion is too chaotic recently, so I won't invite a few of you to come in, please wait here for your lord and you two."

The old woman wiped her tears and nodded.

The gloom flashed across Jing Zhaoyin's eyes, and then he responded with a smile.

Soon, Hu Qi came over, the housekeeper told Hu Qi about the matter, and then Hu Qi turned to look at the two old men.

The old man was fine, but the old woman couldn't cry the moment Hu Qi appeared, tears fell one by one, her eyes were still fixed on Hu Qi, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.

Hu Qi frowned, took a step forward, looked up and down the two old couples, and said nothing.

The old woman held the handkerchief tightly in her hand, wanted to move forward but was afraid of annoying Hu Qi, so she stood there crying in a panic.

A few people were silent for a while, and it was Jing Zhaoyin who broke the calm, he said, "You two can take care, this young master Hu Qi is your son?"

In fact, the old woman's reaction has already explained everything, but there are some things and some words that must be said.

As if awakened from a dream by these words, the old woman stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Hu Qi's hand, tears kept streaming down her face, but with a smile on her face, she said, "Son, Son, mother finally found you...I found you! Son, come home with mother? Huh?"

The old man also came around, hugged the old woman and Hu Qi with trembling hands, two lines of tears could not help but flow down his face.

Different from the excitement of the two, the expression on Hu Qi's face never changed, neither bored nor happy... nothing.

To him, the strong emotions shown by these two old people were out of place and full of a sense of disobedience.

From the day he woke up in this Prime Minister's Mansion, everything in his past has become nothingness, and he doesn't remember anything about it.

But the traces of the past in his body did not disappear. He could feel a familiar atmosphere from the jade pendant Qin Jian gave him.But this old couple gave him only a feeling of strangeness. If it was his parents who had been together for more than ten years, how could he not find any familiar feeling, but...

"Okay." Hu Qi heard his own voice, faint, a bit like the charm of that person's speech.

The wrinkled expressions of the old couple immediately relaxed, they nodded with a smile, and pulled Hu Qi to leave.

The butler grabbed Hu Qi's arm and said in surprise, "Young master?!"

He didn't believe that Hu Qihui didn't see the strangeness of these two people, and he would have found them long ago, so why did he have to wait until the master was unconscious!

The butler said, "Young master, the master is still in a coma. He has always cared about you, why don't you wait for the master to wake up, and say goodbye to the master before leaving?"

The housekeeper thought very well, he thought that when Qin Jian woke up, he would naturally have a way to solve this matter.But Hu Qi didn't want to.

Hu Qi pushed away the butler's hand, stared fixedly into the butler's eyes, and said, "Then please tell me, Uncle Li, if he wants to see me, come and find me."

After speaking, he left with the old couple.

Jing Zhaoyin smiled politely and left.

There was only the butler in front of the mansion, the anxious expression on his face was gone, and his eyes were pensive.After closing the door of the mansion, the housekeeper immediately summoned shadow guards to follow Hu Qi and his party.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the shadow guard came to report that he was lost.The shadow guards were very good at light work, but at a street corner, they were clearly seen leaving in two carriages, and they followed separately, and finally found that there was no young master in either carriage.Only then did he realize that he had been tricked, and immediately returned to report to the housekeeper.

The butler couldn't sit still immediately, he had already dispatched more people, and with Qin Jian's reminder, these people must have been fully prepared to show up today, and they were lost if they didn't think about it, but if this is the case, the safety of the young master can't be guaranteed promise.

At this time, it was almost dusk, but the orange light reflected in the courtyard was no longer as warm as before.

While the steward sent people out to look for him, he also ordered people to bring Qin Ze back.

Qin Ze had been outside for the past few days to check on Qin Jian's encounter with the killer. He went back to the mansion a few days ago to see how Qin Jian was doing, but he didn't come back.

The sky was getting dark little by little, and the butler was anxiously waiting for the news in the room, while secretly praying that Qin Jian would wake up soon.

Qin Jian didn't wake up, but Qin Ze came back. On the way, he had already learned about the situation from the shadow guard, and when he arrived at the mansion, he took someone with him and went out without even drinking his saliva.

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