The Regent's Tender Darling

After holding it down, the little loach guided Mr. Qian's hand to climb onto the old beggar's wrist.

Doctor Qian felt the patient's resistance and couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't be afraid. Let me diagnose your pulse and relieve your pain."

During the process of checking the pulse, Doctor Qian's expression became more and more bad. He finally let go, shook his head helplessly, estimated the direction of the little loach, and said: "Your Majesty's heart pulse is chaotic and unorganized, and he is already crazy!"

"Have you lost your mind?" The little loach paused, then asked, "Is there any cure?"

"I'm sorry that I'm powerless, but mental illness is the most difficult and complicated disease. So far, there is no cure. There is no cure." Doctor Qian's tone was not very good. This feeling of powerlessness is a common feeling for the doctor. Very helpless.

Everyone knows that once a disease like madness is acquired, it cannot be cured.

After seeing off Mr. Qian, Lin Jiaojiao tried to ask someone to question the old beggar again. However, the old beggar had no way to communicate at all. He could only mutter a few words. He was suddenly quiet and suddenly fierce. He was almost the same as Shen Nan. Condition.

It's just that Shen Nan is relatively quiet and won't be startled like the old beggar.

But there were Taiping Taoists in both of their words. Shen Nan knew about Taiping Taoists, but not much.

This old beggar actually called himself Taiping Taoist. She didn't know his identity, but she always felt that his identity was definitely not simple.

Xuemei couldn't help but guess at this moment: "Mother, is he really Zhang Sheng, a Taoist priest of Taiping?"

"Oh?" Lin Jiaojiao glanced at Xuemei.

Just listen to Xuemei continue to analyze: "Taoist Taiping's tomb is empty, maybe he crawled out of the grave... Or maybe Taoist Taiping is not dead at all."

"It's been hundreds of years. Who do you think can live hundreds of years?" Lin Jiaojiao directly stopped Xuemei's thoughts.

Xuemei pursed her lips: "My dear, the book says that people who practice Taoism can live for thousands of years."

"Did the book say that monsters can live for thousands of years?"

Xuemei: "...I will stop guessing."

But it’s not like Xuemei didn’t think about what she said. After all, she had...

Now is not the time to think about these messy things. She said to Little Loach: "Ask everyone in the Wild Dog Gang to pay attention to a person named Qingfeng and all suspicious people in the capital. As soon as there is news, report back immediately."

Nowadays, the Wild Dog Gang has grown stronger relying on Zuili Qiankun, and with her countless money investment, all the traffickers and lackeys in the capital these days, even some thieves and gangsters on the street, and some people from various houses The low-level servants all became familiar with the people from the Wild Dog Gang.

These people may sound insignificant, but often these people who are not cared about can easily know things that they want to know but cannot know.

So these people are all people who can deliver news to the Wild Dog Gang, even if it's just some seemingly unimportant news.

For example, this time Lin'an suddenly added a lot of forbidden troops, and she had to go back and talk to Yan Sihan about it.

"Little Loach, you ask them to pay special attention to some uninhabited courtyards in the suburbs, or... some shabby inns, ruined temples, and around the capital. They should always pay attention to suspicious people coming and going in the capital." Lin Jiaojiao ordered word by word.

Little Loach nodded quickly: "Don't worry, Princess."

After half an hour, Little Loach got three portraits, one of Liu Qing, one of Qingfeng, and one of a person drawn based on the description of Lotus.

Although these three people have no similarities, they have one thing in common.