Chapter 32 Collective Typhoid

This surprised those who followed him secretly, and then disappeared in the darkness like lightning, coming and going faster. After Yang Guang listened carefully to make sure that it was okay, he reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

His trick just now is called throwing stones to ask for directions. The enemy is in the dark. He knows nothing about others at all. Over the past few months, he has seen a lot of ancient martial arts from Yue Yunpeng and Du Meiyue. Even their lowest level is so good. What about the real professional master?

He couldn't imagine that more than 1,000 years ago, he was very conceited about his skills and medical skills, and even thought that he had reached an unprecedented height. As for the so-called Shaolin stunt Emei Qinggong as swordsmanship in ancient times, it was just a deceptive gimmick in martial arts novels, which did not exist at all.

And he was very sure that the ancient generals and soldiers were relatively stupid. Every time they fought, they set up a position, and then a general held a big knife to kill, and then to see who killed first.

But now his idea is gradually changing, because he suddenly finds that he has no strong logistical guarantee and communication intelligence support after crossing over. Without the M-16, the armed forces of the desert eagle and the sniper rifle, and even a military dagger like a decent jungle king can't be found.

For a moment, he became a big fool who could only survive on a pair of fists. There were indeed knives, guns, halberd, axes and hooks in front of him, but he had never practiced any of them. It really makes him feel uncomfortable all over his body like Yang Yong and other princes who usually take slaves to the street and pretend to hold a Longquan sword in his waist.

He used to be the best shadow bodyguard in China, and even his comprehensive strength in the world bodyguard industry is definitely in the top five. The most important thing as a bodyguard is not to kill, but to guard and stealth, especially as a shadow bodyguard. As the name implies, he will not be noticed by anyone if he stands in the crowd casually. Even if he is the only one on the bare street, others are unwilling to look at him more.

So in fact, he is more used to hiding himself, and he is more used to the silent and low-key saying.

Finally, he returned to the Tianyuan Palace. From afar, he saw two big red lanterns hanging high at the gate of the palace, and a jade man in a fox cloak was looking this way with an anxious face.

He quickly walked a few steps to meet him and grabbed Yuren's cold little hand. "Sister, why are you standing at the door when it's so cold outside?" When Yang Lihua saw Yang Guang come back alive, tears fell down with red tears in her eyes.

"Oh... It's my sister who hurt you, and my sister shouldn't have let you go..."

Naturally, she knew everything, but Yang Jian asked someone to send a message and let her wait in the palace. Don't force yourself to act. Otherwise, her appearance will only make things more complicated and irreparable.

"What did the eldest sister say? I'm not good, but the eldest sister, I'm really hungry. I knelt down for two hours and talked to the little princess for another hour. I'm simply dry and my legs are weak now. Sister, you won't just wait for food without preparing, will you?"

Yang Lihua knew that she was a little gaffe, and her younger brother came back. She quickly wiped her tears. "Go in quickly. Sister Fan has prepared 8 dishes for you to cook in person!"

Yang Guang was stunned, "Sister Fan hasn't left yet?" He was sad, but he didn't do what he promised. He didn't dare to see him now, and according to Yu Chifan, Yu Wenyun's bastard will continue to go to her Tianzuo Palace to find fault tonight.

He felt powerless for the first time since he crossed the border...

Yang Lihua seems to know what his younger brother is worried about. "Ah, you don't have to worry. I have sent someone to talk to Grandpa Li that Sister Fan was infected with the wind and cold last night. Our sister was deeply affectionate and took her to my palace to recuperate! Unfortunately, that's all the elder sister can do for her. What's more, she seems to be more worried about you than me. Her little face is pale. I can't persuade her. The food is cold and hot, and I don't know how many times she has tosed it!"

Yang Guang pulled Yang Lihua and whispered, "It's good that I didn't leave, otherwise I'm afraid something will happen. By the way, although today's things are not as smooth as expected, I will still find a way to take you out of the palace as soon as possible. If you say this, you have to do it!"

His words not only reassured the elder sister, but also asked her to relay it to Yu Chi Chifan later. But how can he break the situation? He really has no idea at all...

The next day, the palace was still as usual, and everything was running in an orderly manner. It's just that people who are a little careful will find that two different news came from nowhere.

The first one was that Princess Mingyu had a big quarrel with the emperor, and His Majesty also attacked her for the first time, slapped her, and sent someone to watch her close to not allow her to leave her princess's house.

The second is that the queen of Tianyuan kindly took the queen of Tianzuo, who was suffering from wind cold, to her palace to take care of her. Unexpectedly, the wind cold of the Tianzuo queen soon turned into typhoid and lung disease. Not only did she become more and more serious, but also the queen of Tianyuan was infected. The emperor sent the most trusted imperial doctor to check, and the situation was indeed not optimistic. So since then, the emperor has not gone to the heavenly palace until the event finally happened!

Yang Guang was also unlucky. He was also infected with typhoid pneumonia. Although he also knew how to treat the disease, the doctor did not treat himself since ancient times, so he was soon taken back to the Duke of Sui with a carriage to recuperate.

Everything that was going to happen seemed to stop abruptly in an instant. Yu Wenyun failed to attack the Duke of Sui. Yang Guang wanted to take his eldest sister and Yu Chizhi out of the palace but failed. Everything has returned to its original trajectory, as if nothing had happened. Yu Wenyun still hugged the beautiful women left and right in the meat forest of Tiangong Jiuchi every day, but occasionally asked if the two sick queens were dead!

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the New Year is getting closer and closer. Households, whether they have money or not, begin to sell New Year's goods, but Yang Guang is full of magic on his horse farm. He actually took his four men to start work in winter against common sense, and began to build a horse farm by himself.

Although he doesn't even have a horse in his horse farm.

It's night, the moon is cold and the stars are sparse. In a temporary thatched hut, there is a bonfire burning in the middle of the ground, and the north wind is roaring and snowing. Somehow, it snowed almost every day this winter. The goose feather-like snow seems to have no end, and it is necessary to bury the whole world before giving up.

There are two people sitting next to the bonfire, a man and a woman. The man is drinking, and the woman is also drinking, and it is not slower than a man.

"Hey, the second young master of a rich family, why do you have to suffer from this in the ice and snow with the fox in the Duke of Sui Dynasty without wearing a warm kang? Are you out of your mind?

Women are naturally Du Meiyue, who is the top cooks, first-class cooking and wine. After a period of time together, she was finally willing to speak, but it was only when the two of them were alone, and they called Jingui's second son vulgarly. Hey, it was like Yang Guang didn't have a name at all!

Wine is the fragrance of osmanthus brewed by herself. Every year in July and August, when the osmanthus blooms, she makes more than a dozen jars of unique secret recipes to hide it in the osmanthus wine cellar. She doesn't drink it in the first year and doesn't drink it until the second year until the third year.

Yang Guang looked at Du Meiyue, who had a perfect S-shaped body proportion, and grinned, "Du Meiyue, why have you always been so rude to me? Do you like me?"