Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Mr. Huo was seriously ill and was bedridden, and the people in the Huo family's mansion were panicked. The doctors who came in and out every day showed serious expressions, and shook their heads at the expectant magistrate.

Although they didn't say anything, their words and deeds expressed the same meaning, allowing the mansion to prepare for the funeral earlier.

The county magistrate naturally understood what they meant, his hair turned gray overnight, and he aged more than ten years.

After Mr. Huo fell down, the fox Xiaobai lay beside Mr. Huo's pillow without eating or drinking. The voice from his mouth went from a low voice at first to an unconcealable grief, which was heard by the servants in the house, and wept one after another.

Animals have spirituality, and they all thought that the young master would not be able to survive this test.

The turning point came on the third day.

Emperor Daqian sent more than a dozen imperial doctors from the imperial hospital just to save Mr. Huo's life.

Naturally, the medical skills of the imperial physicians in the palace cannot be compared with those of the folk doctors, but all they can do is to delay the time of Mr. Huo's death, and they cannot pull back his foot that has stepped into the gate of hell.

Mr. Huo was born weak, and every day he lived was consuming his vitality.

He usually looks fine, but his body temperature is much lower than normal people. Once he gets sick, he will not only cough up blood, but also take longer than ordinary people to heal.

After the imperial doctor diagnosed the pulse and prescribed the medicine, the servants of the mansion fed the medicine to Mr. Huo, and he opened his eyes that night.

The moment Mr. Huo opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Bai lying on the pillow with sad eyes. He raised his weak and weak arm, and gently rubbed its dull hair.

Sensing the familiar touch, Xiaobai immediately raised his head, and a human surprise appeared in those sad fox eyes.

She rubbed her head against Mr. Huo's pale, bloodless Qingjun face.

There was still a whimpering sound in his mouth, as if he was crying or acting like a baby.

Xiao Bai's movement alarmed the servants in the house. Seeing that the young master lying on the bed had woken up, the other party exclaimed: "Master Imperial Physician! You are awake! My young master is awake!"

Soon the imperial doctors poured into the relatively spacious master bedroom. There were too many of them, and the room seemed a bit cramped.

During the next incense stick, the imperial doctor took Mr. Huo's pulse one by one. They all looked serious, without any joy.

Mr. Huo's body was rapidly depleted, and he was at the end of his strength, and he could not survive ten days at most.

When the magistrate of the county heard the bad news, he passed out due to excessive grief. When he woke up, the servants below reported that Mr. Liu came to visit and said it was an urgent matter.

The county magistrate didn't plan to see Yuanwai Liu, but wanted to see his son who was seriously ill in bed, but was changed by the servant's next words.

The servant only said one thing, Liu Yuanwai's visit this time has something to do with the young master.

The county magistrate went to the front hall to meet Liu Yuanwai who had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as they met, the other party directly explained the purpose of coming. In order to save Mr. Huo's life, he was willing to let his daughter enter Huo's house to cheer Mr. Huo, even if it was a small one.

It can be said that Liu Yuanwai put his posture very low, and everything is considered by the county grandpa.

For the sake of his legitimate son, who was more than ten years old and wished to replace his son with his own body, the county magistrate was moved by Yuanwai Liu and promised on the spot that Miss Liu would be his son's official wife, but the marriage would be simplified and fulfilled within three days.

Liu Yuanwai immediately assured that there would be no problem, even if he got married tonight, his daughter would be obliged to do so.

The matter of congratulating Mr. Huo is considered to be settled.

By the time the parties knew about it, it was already the wedding day.

Mr. Huo, who knew that his time was running out, even though he was against this marriage in his heart, he did not refuse it out loud.

As a son of man, he didn't have a few days to live, so why should he make his family sad.

Mr. Huo was supported by a young servant to stay on the bed, groomed by several servants, changed into a festive wedding dress, opened a smart little fox, and lay on the corner of the bed watching this scene, his eyes filled with grievances.

She knows what marriage is, and she knows that there will be a hostess in the house in the future, and she also knows that she is very, very unhappy at the moment.

A strange emotion surged into her heart unexpectedly, making her feel unceasingly uncomfortable, with all kinds of tastes, sorrows and sorrows, all kinds of sadness, it was something called possessiveness at work.

The little fox looked at Mr. Huo, who had a jade-like face, picturesque eyebrows, and a better complexion in his wedding dress. She felt feverish all over her body, her blood seemed to be boiling, and her emotions were uncontrollably irritable.

Mr. Huo inadvertently lowered his eyes, and saw the little fox lying on the pedals trembling all over, worry appeared in his eyes: "Xiaobai?"

"Aww..." Xiao Bai, in anger, let out a howl like a wolf.

Mr. Huo, who was pale and sickly and broken, smiled lightly when he heard this, got up and walked towards Xiaobai.

When he bent over and stretched out his hand to hug her, the little fox rushed out. She stared at Mr. Huo fiercely, whimpered in pain, then turned around and rushed out the door.

Mr. Huo in the house sighed softly, and ordered the servant to find Xiaobai. After a moment of silence, he told the servant: "After I leave, you take good care of Xiaobai, and feed him three meals a day as before. The little guy has a bad temper and is squeamish, if he loses his temper, don't yell at him, just be patient and coax him..."

In the middle of speaking, Mr. Huo coughed, and he pressed his sleeve to his lips lightly, a sweet blood gushed out, the sleeves of the red wedding dress were stained with blood, but he couldn't see it at all.

The moment Mr. Huo lowered his arms, the servant saw a bright color on his pale lips just now, which was clearly blood.

He exclaimed: "Young master!"

Mr. Huo raised his hand, told him to be quiet, and said in a weak tone: "Did you remember what I just said?"

The boy wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, choked up and said: "Remember it!"

The sound of firecrackers outside came one after another, the bride was picked up, and it was the auspicious time for worship.

Mr. Huo's body was crumbling at this moment, and his complexion turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The county magistrate came in, saw the situation, and quickly ordered his servants to carry the young master out to pay homage.

In this way, Mr. Huo, who was weak and supported by a servant, married Miss Liu.

Everything went very smoothly without any surprises.

It's just that in the last link, when he was sent to the bridal chamber, Mr. Huo inadvertently raised his head and glanced at Miss Liu who was wearing a red hijab beside him. He always felt that there was something wrong with this person, as if he was a little taller.

Without waiting for him to think about it, his weak consciousness and the tingling pain at the heart and mouth of his body made him faint.

Late at night.

The dragon and phoenix candles were burning in the wedding room, Mr. Huo was lying on the bed breathing evenly, there was a petite body in a wedding dress at the end of the bed, and the other party's head was resting on the edge of the bed, looking drowsy and sleepy.

At this time, there was a sound from under the bed.

The drowsy person leaning against the bed immediately sat up straight when she heard the sound. She lifted her red hijab, first glanced at Mr. Huo on the bed, and saw that he hadn't been woken up, then got up and lay down on the ground, looking under the bed. go.

Ms. Liu, who was wearing a thin underwear, was tied up and thrown under the bed. The other party's delicate makeup was crying with tears all over her face.

The third master and Ruan Ruan's tenth life is slightly longer than the first life.

Tomorrow, this life will end, and the rest will probably be skipped, and it will end as soon as possible~