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However, in the heart of the Western Tomb Beitang, this was perhaps a heavenly music to the ears. So it turned out that she wasn't dumb!

"I am from the West Tomb North Hall!" The corners of the mouth of the Western Tomb Beitang slightly curled up, and his voice was as warm as the spring breeze.

"The West Tomb is surnamed Huang? What is your relationship with Xi Ling Yan? " Xia Sizhu blinked and asked.

"He is my younger brother. Does young lady know Yan?" The Xi Ling Northern Hall couldn't help but be surprised when they heard Xia Sizhu's words.

The Western Tomb Beitang glanced at Xia Sizhu. The identity of the girl he had saved wasn't very low.

"I know him. Not only do I know him, our relationship isn't bad!" There was a faint smile in Xia Sizhu's beautiful eyes.

"Stop calling me a lady. My name is Xia Sizhu!" Xia Sizhu's beautiful eyes sought out her feelings.

"Then that's good. I'm older than Miss Xia, so I'll call you Little Sister Sizhu. Can Miss Xia call me Big Brother Beitang?"

The Western Tomb Beitang smilingly looked at Xia Sizhu. He suddenly realized that having such a little sister might be pretty good!

The gentle and exquisite voice of the Western Tomb Beitang sounded next to Xia Sizhu's ear. For some reason, Xia Sizhu felt a wave of familiarity.

Perhaps it was because she could not see with her eyes, but she could clearly feel the kindness of the Western Tomb Northern Tang.

"Good!" "But can you call me Qing Er? I'll call you Beitang!" The corner of Xia Sizhu's mouth raised slightly. That instant, she had bewitched everyone's heart.

"I can call you Qing Er, but I don't agree with you calling me Beitang. I still miss you, my big brother Beitang. I'll take a step back. Can you take a step back?"

The Western Tomb Beitang looked at Xia Sizhu's beautiful face and her pair of beautiful eyes. If she were to call him Beitang gege, it would definitely be very sweet.

"But …" However, I feel that calling Big Brother Beitang by his name is too hypocritical and unreasonable.

"Big brother Beitang saved you, yet you're unwilling to even fulfill this little wish of yours?"

Seeing that Xia Sizhu was a bit hesitant, the Western Tomb North Hall immediately said with a tone full of disappointment.

"Alright!" When Xia Sizhu heard the disappointment in his words, she blurted out a "good" word.

After she finished speaking, Xia Sizhu regretted her decision. However, she couldn't bear to refuse the Western Tomb Beitang. What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she reject an unfamiliar man?

"Qing'er, call out Big Brother Beitang!" When the Western Tomb Beitang heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up. Donglin discovered that ever since his master's mother had left, his master's smile had never been this happy again.

"Brother Beitang!" Even if Xia Sizhu could not see, she could still feel the joy of the Western Tomb North Court. After all, he had saved her.

When this shout came out, Xia Sizhu felt that it wasn't as difficult to speak as she had imagined. Instead, she felt a kind of cordial feeling.

"Big brother Beitang will pick up your broken bones and eat this. If you eat this, you won't feel any pain."

A trace of heartache flashed in Xia Sizhu's right arm. She took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom and poured out a pill from the bottle. She then placed it next to Xia Sizhu's lips and touched it.

Xia Sizhu felt a chill on her lips and subconsciously opened her mouth. Then, a cold pill slipped into her mouth.

At the polarized entrance, Xia Sizhu tasted the herbs inside. This could be said to be an ancient version of the anesthetic.

This medicine was slightly different from the modern anesthetic. Soon, her right hand no longer felt any pain, and there was no sleepiness either.

Following that, Xia Sizhu felt her right hand being grabbed. Moments later, her right hand was caught and secured.

"Qing'er is done!" The Western Tomb Beitang let out a sigh of relief after carefully fixing Xia Sizhu's right hand.

"Qing'er, how can you not see with your eyes?" Raising his eyes to meet Xia Sizhu's eyes, the Western Tomb Northern Tang couldn't help but want to know how Qing'er's eyes couldn't be seen.

"Big brother Beitang, do you have any pen and paper since you were poisoned by that person? I will tell them about the antidote and the way to make it, and I will find someone to write it down for me. " Having been reminded by the Western Tomb Beitang, Xia Sizhu finally remembered that she still had a pair of eyes that were poisoned and blind.

"There should be a medicine house to the left of here. I can smell the medicinal fragrance coming from there. Once I drink the antidote, I'll be able to see …"

After detoxifying the poison, she would be able to see Beitang gege's appearance. She wondered if his appearance was as amiable and gentle as the feeling he gave her.

"Report!" When Xia Si Zhu said he wanted to find someone to write for him, Eastwood went to find pen and paper. When Eastwood brought along pen and paper, the Western Tomb Northern Hall immediately said.

Very quickly, Xia Sizhu listed a string of medicinal ingredients and explained the method to make the medicine. Soon, someone married and started to make the medicine.

"What about Mistress?" At this moment, someone came up from the East Forest. It was the aunt who was blocking the way.

"Qing'er, what do you think she should do?" The Western Tomb Beitang glanced at the aunt before turning to look at Xia Sizhu.

"Miss, I'm just following orders. Let me go!" Hearing this, that aunt …

"What should we do? "Kill him!" Xia Si Zhu couldn't clearly see the aunt's position, but he could determine her position through her breathing.

When Xia Sizhu heard her aunt's plea for mercy, she only sneered coldly. She did not soften her heart. She would not soften her heart when faced with someone who wanted to harm her.

This was the first time that the Western Tomb North Hall realized how cold Qing'er's anger was.

The Western Tomb Beitang gave Eastwood a look, and Eastwood covered his aunt's mouth and led her away.

"Let's go!" I'll take you to the house for a rest until they bring the medicine. "

The gentle voice of the Western Tomb's North Hall rang in Xia Sizhu's ears. Then, Xia Sizhu felt her left hand being grabbed by someone. Xia Sizhu followed his steps into a room.

The two began to chat in the room. The Western Tomb North Hall learned that Xia Sizhu was the third daughter of the Prime Minister and was about to be married to the Night King of the southern mausoleum.

In the entire Xi Ling Royal Family, there were only two princes. The Emperor had only married one Empress, and in the entire Xi Ling Royal Family, there were only four people, the Emperor and two princes.

"Your royal father loves your mufei very much, but your mufei is actually the only one in the harem!"

When Xia Si Zhu realized that there was only one Empress in Emperor Xi Ling's imperial harem, he couldn't help but say this out loud.

"Actually, my mufei isn't the empress. Yan's mufei is the empress. My mufei passed away when I was very young."

A trace of hatred flashed across the eyes of the late mufei, Xi Ling Beitang.

"Royal father didn't marry her because of love, and didn't love her, so it doesn't matter much because he didn't love her, and because the position of Empress was vacant, Royal father married the empress, but later on, Royal father met my mufei.

Because my mother's concubine wasn't willing to marry anyone, all the royal fathers had concealed their identities as well as the matter of their wives. When my mother's concubine gave birth to me, royal father told her.

But who knew that mufei would rather die than return with royal father after finding out. Mufei jumped into the river in the end and was fished out of it. It's so rotten that I can't even see her face clearly. "