The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

After Shen Yinghan briefly talked about the tea in the hot spring palace with Shen Huaqing, he said: "I have no grievances or enmities with outsiders. I am afraid that this kind of thing has something to do with the government, so my nephew didn't make it public. I just wait for uncle to come back and check it out." clear."

"You are right to do this." Shen Huaqing kept frowning after hearing this. In fact, he couldn't figure out who wanted to harm Shen Yinghan.

He would understand if someone wanted to kill him or Shen Huayang, but he really didn't understand why someone would go to such lengths to pay back Shen Yinghan who was lingering on the sick bed.

If Shen Yinghan died, it would only make everyone in the Shen family sad, but it would not have any impact on the current political situation.

Besides, with Shen Yinghan's body, he would die of illness at any time, so why did the other party make such a fuss?

Shen Huaqing couldn't figure it out, but the more he couldn't figure it out, the more worrisome the truth behind it became.

Shen Huaqing said: "I will investigate this matter carefully, and you should be more careful in the future."

Shen Yinghan nodded, "Uncle should be careful too."

Shen Huaqing smiled and said: "Although I am a civil servant, I was also born in the Shen family. My martial arts are no worse than your father's. If they want to touch me, they have to see if they have such abilities."

"Of course I know how powerful uncle is." Shen Yinghan smiled, looking at Shen Huaqing with admiration.

When he was young, his parents knew that he was weak and knew that he would not live long, so they wanted to let him live a few years easily, so they didn't ask their master to teach him how to read and write.

It was Shen Huaqing who sneaked in every day and patiently taught him that he gradually understood poetry and books.

General Shen Huayang was away all year round, even if he came back occasionally, he didn't know how to get along with the sick Shen Yinghan.

So for Shen Yinghan, the uncle Shen Huaqing is more like his father.He admires Shen Huaqing and also relies on Shen Huaqing.

When other children were wronged outside or encountered trouble, their first reaction was to seek help from their parents, while Shen Yinghan habitually turned to Shen Huaqing for help.

It is also because of Shen Huaqing that Shen Yinghan has an inexplicable affection for his brother. When he first saw Song Sijun, he felt pity instead of contempt and hostility.

Shen Huaqing took a sip of hot tea, "I'm going to Guxi Country this time, there are many strange things over there, such as telescope yo-yos, and some books, I brought you some, and someone will bring them to you later."

Shen Yinghan nodded his thanks, then hesitated for a while, and looked at Shen Huaqing expectantly, "I heard from my uncle that the main purpose of my uncle's trip to Guxi Kingdom this time is to meet the Guxi State Teacher..."

The smile on Shen Huaqing's face froze.

"Then the national teacher can cure my illness?" Shen Yinghan looked at Shen Huaqing, full of expectations.

Facing Shen Yinghan like this, Shen Huaqing, who was fearless in a foreign country of tigers and wolves, did not dare to look at him at this time.

Shen Huaqing did not answer, but softly comforted: "Yinghan, your body will get better as long as you take care of it slowly."

It seems that the so-called Guxi Guoshi who has the ability to reach the sky is also helpless.

Shen Yinghan got the answer, hope turned into disappointment again, and finally into despair.He didn't want to worry everyone, and he didn't dare to show his true feelings, so he just said calmly, "It's okay." He froze for a while after speaking, and then went to fumble for the tea at hand.

Song Sijun looked uncomfortable, "Master Hou..."

Shen Yinghan shook his head again, said it was okay, picked up the teacup, and when the tea came to his mouth, his body suddenly convulsed, and then spit out a mouthful of blood into the tea.

"Master Hou!"

"Yinghan!"

He was already weak, and his emotions should not be agitated.But today, he was worried about the emperor at first, then he was relieved when he knew that the emperor was fine, and he was overjoyed when he saw Shen Huaqing again, and then he knew that there was no hope of curing the disease.

Sorrows, joys and sorrows, such tossing, the body can't bear it.

Send Shen Yinghan to bed, and hurried to ask for the imperial doctor.Song Sijun stood by and watched.

Shen Yinghan's face turned pale, and he kept frowning after fainting.

He woke up after being dizzy for a while, but his breath was weak. He looked at Song Sijun who was guarding the bed, and sighed softly: "I am not complaining about myself, but there are some things, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

It's like the matter of Guxi Guoshi.

Song Sijun felt pain in his heart, he stretched out his hand to hold the other's hand that seemed to be cold to the bone, he didn't promise anything, just said: "Master Hou, the persimmons I brought back are almost ripe."

Shen Yinghan smiled weakly, "Yes."