Shan Chen followed Bo Langjun and his wife back home in a carriage.

On the carriage, Shan Chen, who was sitting on the side bench, was leaning on the window ridge of the car with one hand and filling it with wine gourds in the other.

"Master! Drink less! It hurts your body!"

Luo Jiaojiao felt sour when she saw her master Shanchen’s unshaven beard and unkempt.

It’s time to find a master’s wife for the master!

Shan Chen listened to Luo Jiaojiao's words, stuffed the mouth of the wine gourd and hung it around his waist.

"I plan to hold a banquet to wash away your dust and invite Zhang Tingwei to the mansion to have a banquet!"

Bo Langjun, who was sitting upright beside Luo Jiaojiao, spoke slowly.

"Isn't it enough for you to release the wind? Where did it come from so particular?"

Shan Chen raised his eyes and looked at the pale-faced Bo Langjun.

He also heard that Bo Langjun and his wife were attacked in the Qinling Mountains and hid for three years before returning to the imperial city. He hurried to see how they were doing.

"Zhang Tingwei is an extremely difficult person. I hope you won't let it go tomorrow."

Bo Langjun gave Shan Chen respectfully.

"knew!"

Shan Chen suddenly grabbed Bo Langjun's wrist, scaring Luo Jiaojiao beside Bo Langjun's side.

Bo Langjun instinctively twitched his arm, but could not break away from Shan Chen's fingers that looked like pliers.

"Don't move!"

Shan Chen's expression became solemn. He had been with the Western Regions miracle doctors outside the pass for many years and also learned some medical skills.

"Master! He doesn't matter, right?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Shan Chen's serious appearance that she had never seen before, and suddenly became nervous.

"Don't there be a doctor in your house? Why don't you let him show you?"

Shan Chensong asked Bo Langjun with his palm.

"What? Is there a problem with my body?"

Bo Langjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Shan Chen.

"Your head hurts all the time!"

Shan Chen glanced at Luo Jiaojiao and asked.

"yes!"

Bo Langjun pursed his lips. He didn't want Luo Jiaojiao to worry about him, so he never mentioned this.

"Why don't your husband say it and listen to me?"

Luo Jiaojiao frowned, her expression full of anxiety.

"After returning home, let the old man show you a good look! Don't delay too long, it will be detrimental to the condition!"

If Shan Chen hadn't been for Luo Jiaojiao, he wouldn't have cared about Bo Langjun's life or death!

"Thank you!"

Bo Langjun grabbed Luo Jiaojiao's hand to make her feel more at ease.

How could Luo Jiaojiao feel at ease? She pouted her lips and tears were almost falling.

Shan Chen felt very heartbroken when he saw this, so he couldn't help but say:

"Who asked you to find a canary, even the teacher is in trouble!"

"master!"

Luo Jiaojiao bit her lips, but she didn't let her tears fall.

"It's all my fault. Jiaojiao and I will suffer, and I won't do it anymore."

Bo Langjun hugged Luo Jiaojiao's shoulder and lowered his head and whispered.

Shan Chen couldn't see Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao's intimate appearance, so he lifted the curtain and sat outside the car.

The carriage has arrived in the city. People coming and going to the street market are purchasing New Year's goods. Shan Chen's eyes fell on the colorful clay man on the street stalls.

"Swoosh!"

Shan Chen had already rushed to the stall and picked up a pair of clay men connected together.

He took out the coins from his waist and handed them to the stall owner, then turned around and saw Bo Langjun's carriage parked under the tree across the street.

Luo Jiaojiao lifted the curtain and looked at it, and saw a pair of clay men in Shan Chen's hand. She stretched out her white and tender little hand and shouted happily:

"Master! Give it to me!"

"Give!"

Shan Chen handed the pair of little clay men to Luo Jiaojiao's hands, and then he jumped onto the carriage board.

Feng Yue frowned and continued to move forward. He had no good feelings for Shan Chen, who had the title of the second in the world. He felt that he was not like a knight traveling around the world, but rather like a miserable drunk man.

The carriage drove to the door of Bo Mansion. Shan Chen jumped out of the carriage and walked into the mansion, but was stopped by the guards at the door.

Shan Chen raised his hand slightly and opened the guard's hand. He lowered his head and his body, and the man had already entered the mansion.

"He is my master!"

When Bo Langjun saw the guard pulling out his waist knife, he hurriedly called out.

"Master! Madam!"

When the guards saw Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao walking to the door, they hurriedly bowed and bowed.

Bo Langjun shook his head and sighed in his heart:

"Luo Jiaojiao was lucky to not follow him, otherwise she would not know what she would be like!"

In the blink of an eye, Shan Chen disappeared.

Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly walked to Bo Langjun's study to look for his master. She was really afraid that he would leave without saying goodbye.

"Where did my master go?"

Luo Jiaojiao's expression was quite anxious.

"Since he has promised tomorrow, he will not leave easily!"

Bo Langjun sat at the tea table and started cooking tea.

"I thought of a way to keep my master!"

Luo Jiaojiao sat mysteriously opposite Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun handed her a cup of tea and waited for her next sentence.

"It's time for us to find a woman for the master!"

Luo Jiaojiao lowered her voice and said.

"oh!"

Bo Langjun wanted to say to Luo Jiaojiao:

"No one can tie your master except you!"

But he didn't say it. He didn't want Shanchen to stay.

In the afternoon, Luo Jiaojiao went to the Yaogong's place. She found her master sitting at the stone table in the Yaogong's yard grinding medicine powder.

"Master! So you are here! I thought you were gone!"

Luo Jiaojiao ran to the master and sat down.

"Girl! I'll prepare the pills later. Remember to let him take them on time every day! Remember not to overwork him!"

The medicine is preparing medicine for Bo Langjun.

"What can I do?"

Luo Jiaojiao got up and walked to Yao Gong and asked. She found that Yao Gong seemed to have aged a lot.

"What can you do with your stubborn hands?"

Shan Chen poured the ground powder into the clay pot in front of Yao Gong.

Half an hour later, Yao Gong put the pills in two small porcelain bottles and put them in Luo Jiaojiao's hands.

"Master! I'll leave first!"

Luo Jiaojiao ran back to Bo Langjun's study with the medicine.

After resting in the afternoon, Bo Langjun walked out of the inner room and found that Luo Jiaojiao was not in the room.

"Mr. Your medicine!"
To be continued...