Yan Qingrui walked directly to her yard. When the wet nurse saw that the hall master was coming, she quickly bowed and informed her.

Guo Qing came out.

After letting the wet nurse go to bed, Guo Qing said to Yan Qingrui: "Why are you out?"

Yan Qingrui smiled and said, "The yard is boring, come out and have some breath!"

Guo Qing had known that Yan Qingrui was a capable person, and she didn't ask how she came out. How could a person who could tie up the scattered sand into a whole and build a Wanyu Hall?

Guo Qing brewed tea and asked Yan Qingrui to sit down.

Yan Qingrui walked to the bed to see Lingling.

The little girl was already asleep, her face was a little pale, her little body was very thin, she looked skinny, and she looked very weak. Yan Qingrui took her lower pulse again. This congenital heart disease could not be treated at all in this era, and Xiao Lingling was more serious.

Yan Qingrui asked Guo Qing: "How are Lingling doing these days?"

Guo Qing shook her head, her face was filled with worries. This child was her hope and pillar, but the child's disease was beyond her control. After taking a lot of medicine, her condition was still the same, and her body did not improve, but she became thinner.

It’s not that Guo Qing was mentally prepared, but as a mother, how could she bear it? She whispered: “Just before going to bed, she pleated on blood!”

Yan Qingrui's heart sank slightly, and she whispered: "You should stay with Lingling. Feng Heyuan doesn't need to go to the forefront. Take good care of her. No matter how hard the wet nurse is, she will not be able to keep her child calm without her mother!"

Guo Qing said: "How can that work?"

Yan Qingrui said: "That's it! If the money for the medicine is not enough, just ask Lai Si to get it."

Guo Qing felt that this was inappropriate, but looking at Lingling on the bed, she couldn't bear it after all. In the end, she just said softly: "Thank you!"

Yan Qingrui walked out of the yard and felt her heart was deep.

When she carried Lingling out of the jar that day, she felt that Lingling's vitality was already very weak. Fortunately, Huang Laosi had already been eliminated. Guo Qing used the silver given by Yan Qingrui to hire a famous doctor in the capital to prepare for Lingling and prescribed good medicine for treatment, but the condition did not improve. What they are doing now is to do their best.

After all, she couldn't help with that poor child.

She understands medical skills, is extremely familiar with the meridians and acupoints of the human body, and can also prepare various drugs. However, she has no knowledge of congenital heart disease and can only sigh.

Yan Qingrui returned to her room and closed her eyes to rest, and fell asleep within a short while.

At this time, in a room in the inn outside the northern suburbs of the capital, there was a solemn atmosphere. Three men in black pressed each other step by step. In the room, a man in brocade robe sat on a chair and had tea. More than a dozen corpses were everywhere and covered with blood, but the man seemed to have seen nothing. The murderous aura in the room was condensed, and three killers were eyeing him. He seemed not worried about his own safety.

That calmness and calmness, and the royal noble aura that naturally emerges from his bones, make people feel that even if he is in the wilderness, he will not lose his temperament.

In front of him, there was a blue-clothed servant standing. The sword in the servant's hand had been broken and his body was covered with blood. I don't know if it was his blood or the enemy's blood.

Some of the corpses lying on the ground were guards of men in brocade robes, and some were masked men in black.

This is an assassination on the yi field, and it is a premeditated and will soon be successful!
Chapter completed!