Rong Lan

It was New Year's Eve when Qian Yuchen returned to Qianyu Village, but instead of going to the family banquet to celebrate the new year with his family, he sneaked into his treasure house instead.

Not long after, he obtained an exquisite brocade box in the Treasure Pavilion, and then quietly passed the strict guards in the village, and galloped his horse to a farewell village on the outskirts of the city.

There was no happy New Year's atmosphere in the villa, and when he arrived, a servant was bringing out a basin of bloody water from the house.

"I've seen the Young Master!"

Seeing this, Qian Yuchen strode into the room and went straight to the bed.

On the bed, Rong Lan's head was tilted to one side, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her complexion was transparent, unconscious, but she kept coughing up blood.

Ye Wusheng wiped the corners of Rong Lan's mouth with a handkerchief, and the plain white silk handkerchief was soaked in blood within two strokes.

The little fox stood pitifully beside its master's pillow, and also raised its paws to imitate Ye Silent's movements, its snow-white fur was stained with blood.

"Senior, how is he?"

The Taoist priest let go of Rong Lan's pulse, shook his head and sighed at the dusty Qian Yuchen: "The pulse is slow and intermittent. Although Mr. Rong's broken bones have been pulled out and reattached, his body is too strong. Weak, the heart and lungs have been severely damaged this time, not only the high fever persists for days, but also coughing up blood, which makes it impossible to take medicine, I am afraid... I will not survive this New Year's Eve!"

Hearing this, Qian Yuchen raised his hand and touched a few big acupuncture points on Rong Lan's chest.

Rong Lan stopped coughing up blood, and the Immortal Daoist said anxiously: "Master Young Master, you will only make Mr. Rong sooner if you stop the bleeding so forcefully..."

His words stopped suddenly, but Qian Yuchen took a pill into his mouth, leaned over to meet Rong Lan's lips, and took the medicine by mouth!

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Ye Wusheng, who had always been calm, couldn't help being surprised: "Young Villa Master...?!"

Qianwu snatched the brocade box containing the pills and made a fuss even more: "Young master, how can you give the rejuvenation pill to others?! It took the master ten years to collect thousands of rare herbs, and he specially ordered it It was made for you and the eldest lady! There are only two in the world! You gave your own to Mr. Rong to eat, and if you are in danger in the future, what should you do to save your life?!"

Qian Yuchen untied Rong Lan's acupoints, and said in a calm tone, "I won't be in danger."

The Immortal Daoist took Rong Lan's pulse again, and he was overjoyed after a while: "Resurrection Pill is indeed worth seeing once, and the word 'Resurrection' is not a lie! As long as the internal bleeding can be stopped, this old man dares to keep Young Master Rong's life safe!"

Qian Yuchen bowed and bowed: "Then thank you senior! My father hurriedly called Chen back to the village to discuss matters, but now it has been delayed for two days. Chen please resign first, and I will thank you and apologize to senior after the matter is settled!"

Immortal Daoist stroked Hu and looked up: "It is the job of a doctor to cure the disease and save the patient. The old man should do his best, and the young master can leave with peace of mind!"

That day, Rong Lan was startled to hear that Rong Xuan was likely to die in battle, so she bid farewell to Qian Yuchen in a hurry, and asked Ye Wusheng to ride a horse and take him to find his eldest brother, but Qian Yuchen also rushed back to the village overnight after receiving a message from Qian Kong.

Qian Yuchen learned that the Taoist priest was visiting medicine near Qiuhang on the way, so he took a detour to find it, and then received a letter from Feige from Ye Wusheng.

Rong Lan's broken bone pierced his heart and lungs, he coughed up blood and fell into a coma, Ye Wusheng sent him to a nearby pharmacy, and only an hour after Feige sent the letter, Qian Yuchen appeared with the immortal Taoist priest.

If Qian Yuchen hadn't been worried about Rong Lan's body and wanted to personally ask the immortal priest to heal Rong Lan, Rong Lan might have died in Miaonan.

Rong Lan was critically injured, and it was not suitable to move, but Qian Yuchen carried him all the way back to the Mingshan area where the owner of Qianyu Villa was located.

Originally, everyone thought that Qian Yuchen's move was because Rong Lan said that he wanted to be buried in Mingshan, but it turned out that it was to save people with the Resurrection Pill!

Qianwu was suspicious: "Brother Ye, do you think the young master really doesn't like Mr. Rong? But the young master already knows that Mr. Rong is not the lady's sweetheart, why is he still so kind to him?"

Ye Wusheng still shook his head: "I don't know."

It was already late at night when Qian Yuchen returned to the villa again. Because of New Year's Eve, the huge villa was still brightly lit and very lively.

When Qian Yutai heard that his son had come back, he brought him to the study room, and said earnestly: "Chen'er, it's time to stop after the investigation. If we continue to investigate, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Qian Yuchen asked: "Father, so you already know that the mastermind behind the scenes is King Nan?"

Qian Yutai nodded: "That's right, my father has suspected him for a long time. In addition, Nan Wang is the former Hubu Shangshu who died of illness in prison. Qian Kong has already told you about this, right?"

Qian Yuchen hesitated: "But my son feels that this matter has yet to be verified."

Qian Yutai took out a letter from his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to verify it! Nan Wang sent someone to the village early in the morning to propose marriage with Xue'er, intending to ask Qian Yuzhuang to support her in restoring the country. This is a letter written by him. You Let's see!"

Qian Yuchen took it and unfolded it, with a look of surprise on his face!

This handwriting...

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"Going back to Young Master, Miss's marriage letter has been found! It's just...the handwriting on the marriage letter is different from that written by Mr. Rong."

……

Did I really guess wrong?

Qian Yuchen suppressed the doubts in his heart, and handed the letter back: "Then what's your plan? Can you agree with Xiaoxue to marry him?"

Qian Yutai shook his head: "The purpose of his letter is not to marry Xue'er at all, but to threaten! If Xue'er's marriage contract with him is made public, Qian Yuzhuang will be forced to openly become an enemy of the court and get involved in the royal power of the world. I have ordered people to secretly reach an agreement with him, and the marriage contract of exchanging one-tenth of Qianyuzhuang's property for Xue'er is over!"

Qian Yuchen persuaded: "Father, it is not a gentleman's doing to secretly help other countries. The emperor is not a foolish king who just relies on the marriage contract to catch wind and shadows. Why don't you give the real information to the Holy One?"

Qian Yutai shook his head and sighed: "As a father, why don't you want to do what a gentleman does? But Nan Wang once cheated the emperor into trusting him to write a book, and the emperor convicted a nominally dead person in the case of private salt, which shows his resentment towards Nan Wang If it wasn’t for his father’s burning of Xue’er’s marriage certificate to show his loyalty, Qianyu Village would not have been so peaceful. Now that the Nanwang has taken the emperor’s sister as a hostage, the hatred between the emperor and Nanwang has deepened. My father concealed it earlier, and now I can't speak anymore. Fortunately, the princess was rescued, and now Miao Nan has returned to all the territory. Because the father delayed sending the money until this time, it is not really helping him to restore the country, but just It’s just icing on the cake.”

Qian Yuchen said: "Then dad wants his son to come back to deal with the handover of the property?"

Qian Yutai said: "This matter really requires you to do it yourself to avoid side effects. But my father wants you back to remind you that the truth of the matter must be kept secret from Xue'er! Your sister fell in love with Nan Wang at first sight, and she still misses it to this day. , if she finds out that the person she loves is still alive, she will definitely go to Miaonan to pursue him, that is the last thing my father wants to see!"

Qian Yuchen frowned: "Father, it's about Xiaoxue's marriage, she has the right to know the truth."

Qian Yutai frowned, and said solemnly: "Chen'er, as a father, I knew you would have such thoughts, so I reminded you not to tell your sister the truth! Your mother's only worry at the end of her life is Xue'er, and my father promised you The mother decided to find a good husband for Xueer, and asked her not to be wronged for the rest of her life. Not to mention Nanwang's character, he was very clear about using Xueer, how could Xueer be happy when she married him? Xueer would be happy sooner or later. Forget about him, it won't be too late to tell Xueer the truth by then!"

Qian Yuchen bowed his head: "Father's painstaking son understands that the son will order his subordinates to keep tight mouths about Xiaoxue."

The handover of the estate was handled by Qian Yuchen himself. On the day of the Lantern Festival in the first month, he returned to Qianyu Village again: "Father, my son has transferred one-tenth of the shops to the person designated by Nanwang. Had any contact with Qianyu Zhuang. If father has no other orders, son will leave!"

Qian Yutai nodded in satisfaction, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Chen'er, I heard that you have raised someone in a suburban village, is there such a thing?"

Qian Yuchen's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he nodded and said: "There is something about it."

Qian Yutai's tone was solemn: "You should have started a family long ago at your age. As long as your net worth is clean, whoever you fancy as your father will not interfere too much. Why do you have to cover up and wrong her? Who is it? If you take it back to the manor, let Dad and your aunts also meet."

Qian Yuchen's expression was even more unnatural: "Father, he is not a lady, but a son."

Qian Yutai was startled and furious: "My lord?! Chen'er, when did you acquire such a bad habit, and actually developed the habit of breaking Longyang's sleeves?!"

Qian Yuchen hurriedly explained: "Father, please calm down! My son doesn't have that kind of affection for him!"

"You still dare to quibble?!" Qian Yutai slammed the case: "It's not that kind of feeling, why did you replace the servants in Biezhuang, lest others know who lives there!"

Qian Yuchen frowned, just when he was unable to argue, Ye Wusheng suddenly appeared: "Master Young Master, the young master is awake."

It stands to reason that the owner and the young owner had a secret conversation, and if it wasn't an extremely important matter, no one would dare to choose to approach and disturb it at this time.

Ye Wusheng showed concern, and Qian Yuchen said: "Father, there are some things that my son has not found out yet, so it is inconvenient for people to know his appearance and identity. When the time is right, my son will bring him and introduce him to you! My son resigns! "

After Qian Yuchen finished speaking, he turned around and walked in a hurry.

Ye Wusheng's appearance and Qian Yuchen's reaction undoubtedly deepened Qian Yutai's "misunderstanding"!He threw the teacup in his hand and gritted his teeth angrily!

"You bastard!"

The marriage of the two children left by his wife bothered him so much!

There was a loud noise in the room, and not long after, several side wives in the village came one after another: "Why is the master so angry?"

Qian Yutai felt distressed, and shook his sleeves and said, "For my husband, I want to have a son, to carry on the family line!"

When the side wives who had been neglected for many years heard this, their faces glowed brightly: "The master is always strong, how about going to my concubine's room tonight?"

Here, Qian Yutai carefully considered whether he really wanted to have another son.

Over there, Qian Yuchen and Ye Wusheng rushed to resettle Rong Lan's villa.

On the way, Ye Wusheng said: "Young master, the young master dismissed people not long after he woke up, and wanted to cut his wrists to commit suicide, so he reported rashly because of his petty talent."

Qian Yuchen tightened his hand holding the rein: "Suicide?"

How could that person have the character to commit suicide?Was it a serious blow?

"Tell me about the situation in the Miao camp that day!"

"Yes, Master Shao! That day, the young man sneaked into the army camp with the young master, and when we found Rongxuan's tent, the Nan Wang was in the tent, so we hid in a hidden corner outside the tent. The Nan Wang insisted on killing the Taichang Princess for The father took revenge, and had an argument with Rong Xuan, but he suddenly fell into a coma for some reason. Rong Xuan rushed out of the tent with the Nan Wang in his arms, and then the young master said that he had found the wrong person, that Rong Xuan was not his eldest brother, and he wanted the younger one to take him away as soon as possible The young man was not good enough, his whereabouts were discovered by patrolling soldiers and he was hunted down, and then the young master..."

Qian Yuchen asked: "Can you see what King Nan looks like?"

Ye Wusheng had been concerned about Rong Lan before, and didn't care about other things at all. At this moment, Qian Yuchen reminded him that he reproduced the picture in his mind again, with surprise in his words: "Although only half of Nanwang's face is exposed in Rongxuan's arms, the profile is similar to that of the king. The young master is quite similar! And his voice and body shape are also very similar to the young master!"

Qian Yuchen said in a deep voice: "They look the same. Lan and Nan Wang are not twin brothers. There must be someone who changed his face and changed his face to make Li Daitao stiff! I guessed that Lan was Xiaoxue's sweetheart, but Ke Lan's handwriting was the same as that on the marriage letter." It's not the same, but Nan Wang's handwriting can be matched. When Lan saw Nan Wang, he gave up looking for his eldest brother, isn't he really?"

Ye Wusheng suggested: "Young master, why not ask the young master face to face."

Qian Yuchen nodded: "Perhaps we should ask him face to face!"

In the villa, Rong Lan was lying on the bed with his clothes half open, his chest was covered with blood, the little fox was nestling beside his master's pillow, Rong Lan closed his eyes and fell asleep, while the maid was wiping his body.

The dark red bloodstains on his extremely pale skin were shocking!

When Qian Yuchen arrived, he saw this scene, and his face darkened suddenly: "Didn't you say the injury was on the wrist?!"

Qianwu explained: "Master Shao, he cut his wrist and dripped blood on his body. Could it be that he is burning stupid?"

Qian Yuchen frowned, and threw the bloody little fox on the bed to Qianwu: "Go and wash it."

"Oh!" Qianwu left with the little fox in his arms.

Qian Yuchen came to the bed and stretched out his hand to cover Rong Lan's forehead, worried: "Why is it still so hot? Senior?"

Ye Wusheng said: "The young master's body seems to have other problems besides this serious injury. Senior Immortal Daoist left the medicine boy and went to the library in the village to look up ancient books."

"Other problems?" Qian Yuchen felt cold, thinking of the way Rong Lan was leaning against the courtyard wall, struggling to stand still after he helped Rong Lan get rid of his thugs that day in the gambling house.

Qian Yuchen hurriedly asked, "Where's the red porcelain bottle he carries?"

Ye Wusheng brought the porcelain bottle, and after a while, the drug boy tasted the pills in the bottle and said: "Master Hui, this is a heart-protecting pill for emergency use. The prescription is exquisite, and it is specially prepared by a proficient medical practitioner according to the patient's constitution. Take it to revive the soul." Master Rong's pulse has changed after Dan, Master said that Master Rong's pulse would be destroyed before the broken bone pierced his heart and lungs, and time is running out, it seems that master's deduction is correct, this is going to be difficult!"

Qian Yuchen looked at Rong Lan's thin body, his bloodless face even though he had a fever, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

……

"I want to go to Mingshan first"

"Go to the place you looked at before going. I don't think there will be a chance in the future."

"Didn't I already said that, I want to find my eldest brother before the end of the year, and celebrate the New Year with him."

"If possible, I don't want my elder brother to worry about me. Chen, I have my reasons for insisting."

……

It turned out that this person wanted to find Rong Xuan to spend the New Year with him regardless of his health, because there was no next New Year.

But why did you find it after so many hardships, and then left silently?

Is it just to take a look from a distance and confirm that the eldest brother is safe and sound, so that there is nothing to worry about...

"Chen, I won't live long...why did you take a good pill..." At some point, the person he was looking at woke up slowly, his voice hoarse and weak.

Qianyu Chenyu was angry, with a trace of panic that even he could not detect: "So you just committed suicide without any worries?"

"Suicide? You mean this?" Rong Lan sat up with Ye Wusheng's support, raised his arm, a thick layer of gauze was wrapped around his slender wrist, and blood of light beige color was printed, and he shook his wrist back and forth ignorantly , "I was just planning to cut my finger, but I couldn't hold the knife, so my hand slipped and I accidentally pulled it here. I didn't intend to commit suicide."

Qian Yuchen looked at Rong Lan's indifferent expression and frowned: "Why did you cut your fingers?"

Rong Lan smiled slightly: "I survived the catastrophe, so I can confirm my identity so that I can live clearly."

Qian Yuchen waved his hand, and in an instant there were only him and Rong Lan left in the room.

"Speaking of identity, I can barely be considered your savior. Could you please tell me something truthful? What is your surname? Is it 'Rong' from 'Ronghua', or..."

"It's the 'rong' of 'tolerance'." Before Qian Yuchen could finish asking, Rong Lan had already given the answer. His face was pale, but his eyes were as bright as stars, as if he could understand everything in this world: "What's your last name? What about, young master?"

Qian Yuchen didn't evade Rong Lan's questioning, and said bluntly, "My surname is 'Qian Yu', and the single name is 'Chen'."

Rong Lan nodded in understanding, and then heard Qian Yuchen ask: "What is your relationship with the young master of the Rong family who is rumored to have died of illness in prison? What is your relationship with Nanwang?"

Rong Lan did not avoid Qian Yuchen's gaze, and said calmly: "You should be talking about the same person, and that person is the elder brother's 'Xiao Lan'. I played him in the game, but now he is him, and I am me. I'm not interested in those power struggles at all, I just want to live a comfortable life before I die. You asked me why I cut my finger, it's for this."

Rong Lan said as she tore away the wound on her wrist, then tore off her clothes and dripped blood in front of her body.

Once in the game, a golden cicada appeared on his left chest stained with blood from heavy wings. It was the seal of the golden cicada, which symbolized his identity, "confirmed" that he was the instigator of all the conspiracies, and finally led to his "death" in heavy wings. Under the wing.

now……

"If I belonged to the Miaonan royal family, there would be golden cicadas showing up with blood on my body, but I don't have anything here, so I have nothing to do with Nanwang, we just happen to look the same."

Qian Yuchen was puzzled: "So, you pretended to be Nanwang? What's the game you said?"

Regardless of whether Qian Yuchen could understand or not, Rong Lan told the whole story of the game including her time-traveling body.

Qian Yuchen touched Rong Lan's forehead again after hearing this: "You have been running a high fever, are you really confused?"

The person in front of him is serious about making up a deviant story, and it is rare that he arranges it in a logical and well-founded way.

Rong Lan opened Qian Yuchen's hand, and ended the story: "Since you are the young owner of Qianyu Village, you should have saved me several times because of your sister, Qianyu Suxue. I'm sorry, I was planning to fight for Zhongyi. Su Xue is a good girl, but I won't live long, and besides, I'm already a dead person in her eyes, so you don't have to worry about your sister anymore."

Qian Yuchen took out his younger sister's marriage letter from his bosom: "According to what you said, you were the one who proposed marriage. Why is the handwriting on the marriage letter different from yours? Why didn't Rong Xuan find out about the younger brother he raised when you pretended to be Xiaolan for a long time?" Changed someone? It is clear that the current King Nan has planned for a long time and replaced the marriage certificate early. He coveted the power of the King Nan and designed it on you. Don't you hate him? You still sit here and tell me stories so indifferently."

Rong Lan scanned the marriage certificate and said with a meaningless smile: "Things that happen in the game may not be fully reflected in the real time and space connected to it. Some discrepancies are normal. My body has heart disease, and no one hurt me. "

Qian Yuchen originally thought that things would come to light after confronting Rong Lan face to face, but Rong Lan refused to admit his identity, and even made up a non-existent game to deceive people.

He seemed to know the truth, but felt that the truth was getting more and more confusing.

Qian Yuchen sighed helplessly, and asked Rong Lan: "What are your plans for the future?"

Rong Lan gave Qian Yuchen a shallow smile: "I'm being raised by you!"