After Yu Qiuyang successfully succeeded Prince Gong as the crown prince, he bid farewell to the crown prince and went alone to pursue the promise that he had cherished for five years. Five years ago, on the top of the snow, a man in white knelt in front of the old man's residence in Qianyan. His starry eyes, which were usually full of smiles, were as lifeless as a thousand-year-old deep pool. "Disciple Yu Qiuyang begs the Medicine Master to see me. I have something to ask for." Day and night went on like this for an unknown amount of time. The heavy stone door slowly opened. "I know all about what you are asking for. However, although this disease is recorded in the "Huangdi Neijing", I know very little about it. I am afraid that there is nothing I can do to help." After that, the snow fell even more. Except for the three feet of snow on your body, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes. Looking at the swaying figure, the old man couldn't bear to say, "Can the Holy Lord give me five years?" The figure paused slightly, and a faint "Yes" came out of his hoarse throat. Now that the five-year period has expired, "Ashu, wait for me."
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