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"I knew that you would react upon hearing the name Fifty Li, so you don't have to act like you want to kill me, right?" Shen San San hastily hid behind the cliff. "When they asked me about you, I was very loyal and didn't sell you out."

"Third-three, what were you guys talking about just now? How come Lu Shaoheng had such a huge reaction?" Shiya turned around in confusion and looked at Shen San.

"I was on my way back to the He Yu clan when I met Xie Zimo and Baili Xiuxue. They went to the He Yu clan, so they should be at the Mayor's house right now." Shen San looked at the cliff and stammered like a child who had made a mistake.

"Lu Shaoheng, where are you going?" Before Lu Shaoheng could stop him at the cliff, he had already left. Shen San San, on the other hand, hurriedly followed behind him.

"Wait a minute, are you going to the He Yu tribe? You have to bring me along. Don't leave me here, or my grandpa will break my legs …"

Screams sounded out from Mu Jingshu's room. Xie Zimo and Little Kong, who were still sipping tea, hurriedly rushed out. When they pushed open Mu Jingshu's door, they saw Mu Qingsi crying by the side.

"The sweet snow, the sweet snow, what's wrong with you, the sweet snow." Mu Jingshu helplessly squatted beside Baili Kui Xue, shaking her body.

"Beautiful snow!"

"Beautiful snow!"

Xie Zimo and Xiao Kong spoke in unison as they hurried forward.

The two of them crouched down and half carried the sweet snow, while the other grabbed her wrist to feel her pulse.

Xiao Kong frowned, "Your breathing is disorderly and you are in a hurry to attack your heart."

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly become like this? " Xiao Kong couldn't help but frown as he looked towards Mu Jingshu. "What happened just now?"

"We were just chatting when Kui Xue suddenly vomited blood. I don't know what to do." Mu Jingshu started to cry anxiously. Xiao Kong hugged her and comforted her with a pained heart.

"Jingshu is fine, the sweet snow has its own natural beauty, everything will be fine." Xiao Kong turned around and hugged Mu Qingsi, who was crying in fear, coaxing him, "Be a good boy and don't shed tears as you wish."

"Sweet snow, sweet snow, wake up." Xie Zimo, who was still hugging the sweet snow from a hundred li away, shook her worriedly. Xiao Kong handed Mu Qingsi, who was in his embrace, to Mu Jingshu to carry.

"Zimo, go bring the sweet snow onto the bed first. Mu Jingshu, help Mo Juxue change a set of clean clothes. Then, acupuncture, I'll go out and find some medicine." As Xiao Kong spoke, he took down the needle bag he carried with him from his waist and handed it over to Mu Jingshu.

"Then go and come back quickly." Mu Jingshu received the needle bag and said.

"Yes." Xiao Kong nodded as he turned around and left the manor. Meanwhile, Xie Zimo and Mu Jingshu were taking care of the sweet snow within a hundred miles.

Xiao Kong, who was walking along the main street of the Huyu Clan, was asking if there were any medicinal herbs in there. Just as he was about to go back, a familiar figure caught his attention.

At the corner, the man who had come around the corner left a familiar profile.

"Jin Yue?" Why is he here? " Xiao Kong looked at his back in doubt. It felt like Jin Yue didn't look like it at all.

Due to his curiosity, Xiao Kong carefully followed the figure.

"Where did he go?" At the other end of the street, Xiao Kong, who had followed Luan Luan, looked around, completely oblivious to the approaching danger.

"Why are you following me?" A long sword rested on Xiao Kong's shoulder, holding his chin up.

Xiao Kong turned around and looked at the man. The man had a heroic look on his face. It wasn't just Jin Yue's foxy face.

"I think you're a bit like a friend of mine, so I want to see if it's him." Little Kong swallowed his saliva and carefully looked at the man.

"You have a friend like me at such a young age?" The man cast a sidelong glance at Xiao Kong before withdrawing his longsword.

"My friend isn't old. Maybe I got the wrong person." Xiao Kong smiled and cupped his fist in an apologetic gesture, "If you have offended me, please forgive me."

"What are you holding in your hand?" The man tilted his head in curiosity as he looked at the medicinal herbs in Xiao Kong's hand.

"Oh, it's medicine. I'm a doctor." Without hiding anything, Xiao Kong waved the medicine in his hand in front of the man, "My family is sick, I'm coming out to buy medicine."

"Then go back quickly." The man put away his sword, turned around and left the alley.

Xiao Kong heaved a sigh of relief, watching his back gradually disappear into the distance.

"Three bowls of water, boil them into a bowl. Go!" The moment he stepped into the mansion, Xiao Kong immediately arranged for servants to cook medicine for him.

Xiao Kong quickly passed through the courtyard and entered Mu Jingshu's room. Xie Zimo and Mu Jingshu stayed by the side of the bed, observing the situation of the sweet snow from a hundred kilometers away. Xiao Kong lifted the curtain and walked to the bed, once again feeling the pulse of the sweet snow over a hundred li away.

This time, his pulse was calm.

"Very strange." Xiao Kong took a deep breath and sighed, "There are no major issues at the moment, but I'm worried that this situation will repeat itself again and again and endanger Qiang Xue's life."

"Kui Xue, you'll be fine." Xie Zimo held the Hundred Miles of Exquisite Snow's slightly cold hand and placed it on his own cheek.

"Oh right, I just saw a man in his forties on the street. His facial features are very similar to Jin, but he looks very fierce. It makes my heart shiver." Xiao Kong thought of his shoulder that had been touched by the sword blade, and could not help but feel a chill in his heart, a lingering fear.

"The more similar to Jin?" Xie Zimo seemed to be deep in thought. He suddenly opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then hesitated, "The person you saw, was he also wearing a black robe?"

"I think so. Could it be your friend?" Xiao Kong recalled the man he had just met and hurriedly nodded his head.

"No." Xie Zimo shook his head, his brows furrowed even deeper, "It seems like Lu Hongqiao is indeed still alive."

"Lu Hongqiao?" Xiao Kong reacted for a while before suddenly shouting out, "Are you saying that the person I met was Lu Hongqiao?!"

"If it's as Shen San said, then it's probably true. No one had seen Lu Hongqiao's body since his death. I've always wondered if Lu Hongqiao really isn't dead. Perhaps he was really tired of living at court and had faked his death to leave the palace. " Xie Zimo boldly speculated, from time to time he would glance at the sleeping sweet snow, "If that's really the case, then it would be even more difficult to predict what will happen in the future."