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Chapter 463: The Restored Prince


What happened was beyond Ye Qianyan's expectation.

It took more than half a month to remove the poison from Li Siqing's body, and it took three months to finally find a solution to Zhong Qiyu and Mu Jinglin's banned internal energy.

The method, as for Duanmu Lingxi's injury, was relatively simple, but it also took a month of hard work.

After all, Ye Qianyan stayed in Taoxi for a full half a year.

This is a very rare thing for him.

After all, he is known as a miracle doctor.

Not only is his medical skills amazing, he is also very fast in treating patients.

It takes him more than half a year to cure the diseases, most of which are difficult and complicated diseases.

Disease, and the symptoms of these three people are not considered life-threatening diseases in the eyes of ordinary people, they are just a little strange.

But the more this happened, the higher Ye Qianyan's interest became.

After all, this was a way to improve his medical skills.

Duanmu Lingxi, who was abandoned by Ye Qianyan after being cured, was full of resentment, but she did not dare to leave this time.

The last time she escaped, she was lucky enough to meet Ye Qianyan, who died after her death.

It was rare good luck to bring her back to Taoxi after being stalked, and she couldn't guarantee whether she would have such luck next time.

After all, she ran away from home and encountered a huge setback before she could make a name for herself in the world.

She also realized the risks of the world and never dared to underestimate this treacherous situation. of the world.

After the poison was pulled out of Li Siqing's body, he no longer stayed in the courtyard of Xuanjian Villa.

He changed his clothes again and continued to stir up trouble in the world, but he still did what his friend entrusted him to do.

Keep it in mind.

Two months later, when Chang Li came to his door, Li Siqing not only handed him the two Xuanyuan Pills, but also asked about Chang Li.

Chang Li sneered at that time. , and then beat Li Siqing severely.

Since then, Li Siqing has shut up.

Rather than speaking out righteously, he cared more about his own life, not to mention that he and that friend only met by chance and their friendship was not that deep.

Three years later, the unrepentant Li Siqing walked into the boudoir of a flower girl.

While holding the flower girl in his arms, he drank a small drink, his expression was full of comfort.

He couldn't help but rub his big hands on the flower girl's delicate skin.

The flower girl smiled tenderly when he rubbed her.

Her weak and boneless body couldn't help but squeeze into Li Siqing's arms.

Li Siqing was enjoying the beauty's embrace.

Sending hugs while enjoying the fine wine, the happiness is unparalleled.

As he lifted up his robe and was about to start the main scene, a flute sound suddenly sounded.

The sound of the flute was so whimpering, like the autumn wind on the river, like the rustling of winter snow, which made people feel sad and made them shed tears.

The moment Li Siqing heard the sound of the flute, his eager movements stopped.

He picked up the wine glass on the table and took another sip.

Each sip gave him a different taste, and the clear melody melted into his mouth.

From her mouth, it penetrated his heart like the tears of a beautiful woman.

The sorrow dripped into his heart drop by drop, making him seem to dare to feel the pain.

The sound of the flute also gradually became distant, longer and silent, and slowly disappeared in the melting moonlight.

At the moment when the sound of the flute disappeared, Li Siqing suddenly woke up.

He held Hua Niang's hand and suddenly let go.

Open, a pair of eyes as bright as stars in the night sky.

It's unbelievable that he fell into the trap so easily.

Li Siqing recalled how he had just been immersed in the sound of the flute, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He had tasted the eight sufferings of life just now in the sound of the flute, and he actually felt that it was not a bad idea to die at the happiest time.

He had almost thought of his own trajectory many years later.

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The appearance of being alone and lonely actually gave him some enlightenment.

He felt that he might understand why those monks recited the boring sutras every day and understood the empty principles. , looking at the incense in the world, but abandoning the incense in the world, and finally turned into a piece of loess, with no joy in the next life.

Looking back now, he can realize that he seemed to be possessed by a demon at that time.

The Buddhist principles in his heart turned into continuous rain and soaked into his body and mind, making him immersed in the great road like an old monk who has been practicing Zen for many years. middle.

His lips turned white, and the romantic attitude on his face was suddenly wiped away.

The pretty flower girl next to him looked surprised at her appearance, and she also had a sad look on her face. , but not as obvious as Li Siqing, and the sorrowful state was mostly due to the sorrow of his life experience and the suffering of his fate, but this sorrow did not reach the level of enlightenment like Li Siqing at all.

Li Siqing calmed down for a while, and then he came to his senses.

He asked Hua Niang: "Yun Niang, did you hear the sound of the flute just now?"

Yun Niang nodded: "I don't know which musician played the Xiao.

It is really magical.

It made the slave family feel sad for a while."

She held on to the green hairpin on her head and let out a long sigh.

Her charming and passionate eyes were also covered with layers of smoke: "In this world, a good man is rare, happiness is short, and you don't know what to do with it."

Where should I go from now on?"

This sentence was a rare sincerity for her.

When she said this, she was stunned, as if she was in a nightmare.

After saying this, Yun Niang got out of the sad mood.

She covered her mouth, chuckled a few times , and said jokingly: "I told Li Lang to watch a joke.

The slave family heard the sad sound of the flute, and for a moment sadness came to my heart.

I actually said such an inappropriate word.

This is indeed the fault of the slave family.

I want to apologize to Lang Jun." " After saying that, she brought a glass of wine, drank it delicately, showed the empty wine glass to Li Siqing, put down the glass, and Yun Niang came over again.

With her bright hands, she clung to Li Siqing's arms The chest was being rubbed bit by bit, moving upwards.

When it reached Li Siqing's cheek, he was caught by Li Siqing.

Li Siqing pulled Yun Niang away, stood up suddenly, and said in a calm tone: "Yun Niang, I have something important to do today, so I won't accompany you for now."

He threw down a piece of silver and left.

Yun Niang looked at the boudoir where there was no ghost, and sighed sadly.

She picked up the silver, put it in the dowry, and complained: "This damn ghost."

She solemnly locked the dowry, and then she was suddenly hugged by someone.

She did not panic, but calmly held her hairpin: "Why are you here again?"

A voice with a hint of lewdness came from behind her: "I saw you staying alone in the boudoir.

I know how difficult it is for you to spend a long night, so naturally I want to accompany you."

Yun Niang snorted disdainfully, and then said lazily: "You are the only one with sharp eyes":