Under Mu Fulan's hostage, Zhu Liuhu and Hua Niang got married that night.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and above the Dongting, the clear waves are like a dream. Mu Fulan sat towards the lamp, reading the medical papers alone in the medicine house.

Ada said that the last time Yao Weng came back was more than a year ago. Over the years, the master was still wandering around, and could only see the whereabouts of the medical records he had left behind.

"...Walking west along the river, after several months, I passed Qilian and Yumen. Although it is known that the sand is bitter and the land is barren, the customs and customs along the way are also very memorable..."

Mu Fulan read and read, and gradually became enlightened. At this time, a message came from outside.

The guards passed the message, and someone came to seek medical treatment at the ferry at the foot of the mountain to ask if he would let him go.

She has just returned, and the news should have not spread yet, but the name of Junshan Yaolu is well-known far and wide. If the medicine man is not here, Ada can also see some common diseases. Therefore, in recent years, people have come here to seek medical treatment.

I crossed the water and climbed the mountain late at night, and I think there was a real emergency.

Mu Fulan put down the medical papers and asked the guards to bring people up.

She waited for a while, and there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard. She raised her eyes and saw the guard leading the doctor in and stopping outside the threshold.

Mu Fulan looked at the doctor. The person who sought a doctor was dressed in cloth and shoes, had a mess of hair, and was thin. He stood in a shadow outside the door, lowering his head, unable to see his face clearly, but it gave her the feeling that she was not very old.

Mu Fulan asked the guards to bring the man in. The guards ordered the man to raise his hand and search first.

The man silently raised his arms. After searching carefully, the guards led the man in when he saw nothing unusual. The man stopped at the side of the door, still lowered his head and said nothing.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Fulan asked him.

Still no response.

Mu Fulan felt something was wrong. She had seen countless doctors for her in her life and had seen all kinds of doctors, but she had never encountered such a doctor.

This person gave her the feeling that she didn't look like she was here to seek medical treatment.

She looked at the other person again, her eyes fell on the face covered by messy hair that had never been raised from the beginning, and a feeling of familiarity suddenly arises in her heart.

"Who are you? Lift your head." Her tone became cold. Several guards immediately stepped forward and drew their swords across the man's neck.

The man's shoulders trembled slightly, and slowly, he finally raised his head.

Although he had not seen it for many years, and although the face in front of him was almost disfigured, it was hard to find the traces of the former prince and the Fengliuxietai on him, Mu Fulan still recognized it at a glance.

"Zhao Xitai!" She was extremely surprised and blurted out.

The man stared at her.

"Now I am like this. When I was facing the water yesterday, I couldn't even recognize myself. Thank you, I can still remember me." He said softly.

Mu Fulan looked at him for a moment and ordered the guards to let him go.

She said: "I thought you were dead."

Zhao Xitai nodded: "Yes. I was chased by the pursuers and had no way to escape. The dead one was one of my substitutes. I am..."

He paused, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.

"I have no great skills in my life, but I am still one of the best in escaping from disasters and escape from disasters. From Dongdu to Jiangdu early, and from Jiangdu early, I had known for a long time that no matter how hard I tried, I would have failed in the end. In fact, after I arrived in the south, I was waiting for Xie Changgeng to send troops to attack me. At that time, he could send an army, and he could easily destroy my small court without himself."

"... Strangely, he didn't send troops immediately. This allowed my little court to last for a few more years. This time, I could have escaped again. A long time ago, I prepared the place I would go to in the future, and the ship and people were there."

"Since that's the case, why don't you leave? What do you want to do when you come here?"

"Mr...."

He looked at her for a long time, and finally spoke, calling her softly.

"If I want to offend me, I will call you Master. The time I miss most in my life should be the time when I met you in the palace when I was a child. Secondly, I came here to seek medical treatment..."

He looked around.

"At that time, I thought that if I could live here, my life would be good. In a flash, so many years have passed, and now I am about to escape again. I asked myself, before leaving, should I take away something I want. But in this world, what can I take away?"

"When I was young, everyone thought I would live short. Later, my illness was cured by you. But living like a dog with a broken family..."

He slowly turned his gaze to Mu Fulan.

At this time, a noise came from outside the medicine house, and a torch light lit up in the courtyard. Yuan Handing rushed in with a team of soldiers and came towards this side.

"Master Weng, you just asked me what I want to do when I came here. I don't know either, I really don't know. I just wanted to come here, so I came..."

He said, as if he hadn't realized the people behind him who were rushing towards him. He just stared at the woman in front of him, and his eyes gradually shone with light.

He suddenly took a step, stretched out his arms, and walked into her from the door.

"Stop, move forward one more step, kill without any slightest—"

Yuan Handing shouted loudly behind him. But he seemed to have not heard of it. Not only did he keep going, but his pace became faster and faster.

Yuan Handing no longer hesitated and immediately released the arrow in his hand.

"don't want--"

Mu Fulan suddenly realized, stood up suddenly, shouted. But it was too late. The sharp arrow, carrying a huge force, tear through the air and shot towards the back in front of him like lightning. In almost the blink of an eye, a "puff" sound was unbiased, passing through his back heart.

Zhao Xitai stopped and stopped at a place that was one far away from Mu Fulan. He looked at her and stood stiffly for a moment. A smile gradually appeared on his lips, and then he fell to the ground.

Yuan Handing rushed in and saw that Zhao Xitai was dead. Mu Fulan stood up. Apart from his pale face and seemed to tremble slightly, he was relieved.

He ordered the soldiers to carry the people away.

Mu Fulan stared at the blood on the ground in a daze and whispered: "He has no malice towards me. He probably came here just to seek death..."

Yuan Handing was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I blame me for being reckless. Tonight I received the news that Zhao Xitai was still alive, or had come here for unknown purposes, so I asked me to guard against it."

"Who gave you the message?"

"I don't know the source. Therefore, I didn't believe it at first, but I was afraid that if something happened to you, I rushed over immediately. I didn't expect it to be true..."

Mu Fulan was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not your fault. It's okay for him to come here so much, so beware of it."

"Brother, you do me a favor and bury him. This is how I can be regarded as a friendship with him when I was young."

Yuan Handing agreed and advised her to go and rest.

Mu Fulan stopped him: "Brother Yuan, you are here just in time. I have something else to discuss with you."

This incident has been thinking about it for a long time in her heart.

She said: "Brother, this time I came back, and brought my aunt's remains back. When my aunt was dying, her biggest wish was to return to Dongting. The person I missed was your adoptive father. I want to bury her and Prime Minister Yuan. I wonder if you can agree with me?"

Yuan Handing seemed a little surprised at first, looking at her calm face, hesitated, and said, "Before my adoptive father died, he told me to bury him on the nameless island deep in Dongting. There was no trace of people there, and he is still the only one lonely tomb. I was puzzled by this. Later, I sorted out the diary of his life for him. From his few words, I learned that when he was young, he accompanied the King of Changsha to worship the lake god. When he encountered wind and waves, the boat floated to the isolated island and stopped there to shelter the wind. At that time, your aunt was also on the boat. I guess that the place was an unusual place for him."

He looked at Mu Fulan and said word by word: "Why don't I answer?"

Mu Fulan smiled and said, "Thank you brother for your success. I will choose an auspicious day and get things done."

...

A few days later, Mu Fulan took a big boat and led by Yuan Handing toward the depths of Dongting. After a day and night of sailing, the boat finally reached an isolated island and stopped.

The isolated island is not large, and from a distance, it looks like a cluster of towers emerging from the water surface, with rocks surrounding the island. When they landed on the island, it was dawn, with morning glows everywhere, and wild turtles through the clouds. The old tomb of Prime Minister Yuan stood quietly at the highest point in the center of the island in the direction of Yuecheng.

Yuan Handing separated the old tomb with a hoe, and Mu Fulan personally held a jar of fragrant bones she brought back from Shangjing and buried it.

The follower had already set up a row of Mulu on a nearby flat ground. Mu Fulan would stay here for seven days and seven nights, and asked the monks who were traveling with him to recite the treasure scriptures. Yuan Handing had also come with her, but the next day, a boat was sent in the city and a message came that the leader of Sanmiao had come. This trip was specially for visiting Yuan Handing. Because it was out of personal friendship, he had never sent an envoy to send a message. Now that the person is about to arrive, he will arrive in Yuecheng soon. Mu Fulan asked Yuan Handing to return first and make an appointment to pick her up on the last day.

She lived on this isolated island deep in Dongting, following the monks day and night, praying devoutly for her aunt and her sweetheart who had not seen each other again until her death.

It was late at night. After the monks recited the last passage of the scriptures of today, the people who were attending each other fell asleep. In addition to the guards who were watching, they also stood on their posts. This lonely island in the lake seemed to be outside the sky.

Mu Fulan sat on a rock, looking into the direction of Junshan from afar.

The night wind deep in the lake was blowing everywhere, waving the corner of her clothes. She sat there as if she had entered a state of meditation. Even when the stars in the night sky were hidden and the dark clouds were covered with above her head, she had never noticed it.

The raindrops fell, getting heavier and heavier, wetting her clothes, and water drips gathered above her hair and eyebrows.

The water rolled into her eyes, and a hint of pain came from her.

She blinked and was about to get up, when she suddenly felt something behind her, as if there were two gazes looking at her.

This is an extremely mysterious feeling.

This is not the first time she has experienced this feeling in the past few days since she landed on the island.

She turned around and had nothing.

Behind me, a dark lake water surging constantly on the rocky shores under the night wind.

Amao came out of Mulu, as if he had just woken up from his sleep. While rubbing his eyes, he ran towards her and shouted: "It's raining! Be careful of catching a cold!"
Chapter completed!