Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 123 Bewitched by Charm Poison
It is not inappropriate to use Qixi Festival as the theme of the literary meeting on Qixi Festival.

just.

Compared with those common themes, it is more difficult to write a poem on the theme of Qixi Festival.

After hearing this, the talented scholars from all over the world frowned and began to think hard.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the delicious food and wine on everyone's table did not move.

They came all the way to the capital because they wanted to make a masterpiece and become famous all over the world, and they were not interested in anything else.

I do not know how long it has been.

Finally someone stood up, with a gentle smile, and cupped his hands: "I'm throwing a brick to attract jade, and compose a poem."

Waiting for everyone to look at me, chant loudly:

"Looking at the stars alone by the river, weaving the silk at night is difficult to continue.

Throwing the shuttle and vibrating the tweezers to move the bright pen, because there is lack of sleep in autumn..."

From a literary point of view, this poem is not satisfactory.

It must have been prepared in advance, polished, and hidden until today.

After many talented scholars read it, there was a burst of applause.

Immediately afterwards, several people got up and recited poems, and the atmosphere became lively for a while.

corner position.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at the talented scholars one by one, and found a fair and handsome scholar in a short while.

Picking up the teacup, he took a sip, and said casually: "That one is called Yang Jian. He writes good poems, is quite talented, and has a handsome appearance. I just don't know if he has someone he likes. If not, he can be a good match."

The little celestial master Mu Rou didn't understand why he said such a sentence suddenly, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and he turned to look at him.

Seeing that his gaze never left a certain direction from the beginning to the end, he followed the trend and saw a young scholar with delicate features and fair skin.

moment.

Mu Rou's expression became a little weird, she silently withdrew her gaze without saying a word.

"Why don't you talk, don't you see it?"

Ren Pingsheng couldn't figure out what the little celestial master liked, so he hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked, "What do you think, Miss Mu?"

Mu Rou was at a loss: "Young Master, what do you mean?"

Ren Pingsheng pointed to the scholar: "What does Miss Mu think of him?"

Why do you ask?
Could it be that Mr. Ren...doesn't take the usual path?

Mu Rou's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal, she squeezed out a smile, and nodded perfunctorily: "It's okay."

Fortunately, I am not satisfied.

Ren Pingsheng stopped talking and continued to search among the crowd.

After half a stick of incense, he pointed to another handsome talented scholar, and asked in a low voice, "What do Miss Mu think of this person?"

Mu Rou looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw another white-faced scholar, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he nodded perfunctorily: "It's okay."

Still not satisfied?

Don't all literary girls like this kind of white and clean little fresh meat?
Ren Pingsheng had no choice but to continue searching among the crowd.

The next half an hour.

Ren Pingsheng also pointed out a few talented people with good poems and good looks.

Without exception, the little celestial master's reply was: "It's okay."

"No wonder the old celestial master took out the "Heart Sutra of Yin and Yang Liangyi" as a reward in order to marry her. His vision is too high, and he doesn't like the handsome ones, and he doesn't like the literary talents.

Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment, and what she actually likes are rough guys with five big and three rough?
If it doesn't work, the next time we hold a banquet and gather all the Wu Xun disciples in the capital, I don't believe that none of them can see it right. "

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart.

Of course, just in case, he still didn't give up, picked up the teacup, moistened his throat, and continued to search among the crowd.

aside.

Mu Rou sneaked a glance at Ren Pingsheng out of the corner of her eye, seeing that he was still looking for a poor-faced scholar, she was very upset.

No wonder I don't hate him, it turns out that he is... Lord Longyang.

Also.

How can an ordinary man be so considerate and considerate like him, who can consider everything.

I should have thought of that earlier.

The little celestial master was thinking wildly for a while, then he heard Ren Pingsheng's voice again: "What do Miss Mu think of that one?"

"Fortunately."

Mu Rou couldn't accept this fact for a while, her mind was very messed up, and she was perfunctory.

"Miss Mu didn't even look at it, so she thought it was okay?"

Seeing her lowering her head, Ren Pingsheng's tone was a little helpless.

Hearing this, Mu Rou raised her eyes to look at him, hesitated for a moment, and said what she really thought in her heart: "To tell you the truth, my lord, in my opinion, there is no difference between these people..."

Speaking of this, he pursed his lips, made up his mind, and continued: "Young Master, you just need to like it."

Ren Pingsheng: "?"

Find someone for you, what use is there for me to like?
wrong.

She doesn't think I'm looking for it for myself, does she?

Realizing this, Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Mu Rou, seeing her strange expression, with tangled brows, he immediately knew that his guess was right.

"Damn! No wonder everyone said it was okay, I thought I was Lord Longyang!

The little heavenly master looked at Wenwen Jingjing, what was going on in his mind! "

Ren Pingsheng slandered a few words before lowering his voice: "Miss Mu misunderstood, what I mean is, what does Miss Mu think of them?

If it feels good, I can send someone to inquire about them and create opportunities for Miss Mu. "

"Create opportunities for me?"

Mu Rou was stunned for a few seconds, and finally realized what he meant.

It turned out that he was looking for a Taoist partner for me.

No wonder.

I thought……

Thinking of her random guess just now, her fair face was smeared with a blush, and she felt hot. It took a while to calm down, and confessed softly: "Mr. Mu should know that I reject contact with men of the same age. Those who stand in front of me , I just feel disgusted."

How does that sound like misogyny?
Is there really such a disease in the world?

Ren Pingsheng was a little unbelievable, and couldn't help asking: "Is there no exception?"

Hearing this question, Mu Rou's heart beat a little faster, but her expression didn't change at all, she nodded slightly: "No exception."

side.

When Qiu'er heard the conversation between the two, she seemed hesitant to speak.

She wanted to tell Shizi loudly: "Yes, Shizi is the exception!"

However, after noticing the look in his lady's eyes, he struggled for a few seconds, but he still kept it in his heart and didn't say anything.

"No exceptions? How do I remember that she didn't react so violently when I was riding the same horse that day. After the horse started to run, she took the initiative to put her hands on my waist."

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng looked at Mu Rou, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "That day, Miss Mu and I rode the same horse back to Ren Mansion, Miss Mu didn't seem to hate it?"

A murmur-like voice gently fluttered into his ears.

Mu Rou's heart stopped for a second, suppressing the inexplicable uneasiness and bewilderment, she pretended to be indifferent and replied: "Young Master misunderstood, and I still hate it, but I just took care of your face, so I didn't say anything."

Is that right?

Ren Pingsheng still didn't quite believe it, and there was doubt in his eyes.

It's not that he generally believes in it, it's that the little celestial master's behavior that day was too normal and not in line with common sense.

"In the "Heart Sutra of Yin and Yang Liangyi", if the two emotions are in harmony, the efficiency of cultivation will be higher. You don't have to stick to Taoist disciples, as long as you are a woman with cultivation base."

Afraid that he would find out that she was lying, Mu Rou was a little flustered in her heart, so she deliberately brought up the double cultivation method, changed the subject, and told him openly and secretly that if you want to practice double cultivation, you don't have to look for yourself.

Such a blunt change of subject.

Ren Pingsheng could hear it naturally.

In the past, he would definitely follow the other party's words.

But this time, thinking of the task given by the old Tianshi, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "I understand everything Miss Mu said. In fact, the reason why I want to practice this technique is not to improve my own strength. It's to treat my wife's illness."

My wife...

Mu Rou was slightly taken aback, her body froze in place, a dazed expression appeared on her fair face.

Seeing her at a loss, Ren Pingsheng said softly, "Miss Mu, don't you know? I am already married to His Highness Chang An."

Living in Longhu Mountain for a long time, the news is blocked.

It was the first time for Mu Rou to hear the news, she was in a daze for a few seconds, and then she smiled slightly: "Very good."

"It would be even better if she could be cured."

Ren Pingsheng said leisurely: "Fortunately, there is finally a cure, the Yin-Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra. After a while, I plan to practice this technique with her."

Haven't started practicing yet.

Mu Rou's eyes moved slightly, and she was a little curious about what kind of illness his wife, His Highness Chang An, was suffering from.

In addition, there are many doubts in my heart.

Why did Princess Chang'an, the daughter of heaven known as "the first genius in a thousand years", suddenly marry Ren Pingsheng?

Why is Ren Pingsheng willing to come to the capital to marry her?

Did they get married because they really loved each other, or was there another reason... and so on.

All in all, she is very interested in the affairs between Ren Pingsheng and Princess Chang'an.

At this time.

Ren Pingsheng on the side suddenly thought of something, looked at Mu Rou, and asked curiously: "Miss Mu is weak and sick, can it be improved by practicing the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra"?"

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, she hesitated for a moment, and told the truth: "I don't know."

Don't know...that is, it might work.

No wonder the old master was so anxious to let his apprentice get married.

Perhaps it is because she wants her to practice the "Heart Sutra of Yin and Yang Liangyi" to improve her physique.

The more Ren Pingsheng thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and he said solemnly: "To tell you the truth, I once heard a disease called misogyny from an expert outside the world. resemblance."

Misogyny?
It was the first time for Mu Rou to hear this word, her face was at a loss.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her, and said earnestly: "In my opinion, since it is a disease, it must be cured in every possible way. It should not be allowed to develop, let alone avoid treatment..."

Speaking of this, she paused, hesitated, and said: "I know that what I say next may arouse Miss Mu's resentment, but I still have to say it.

No one is born the same in this world. Some women are naturally disgusted with men and just want to live with women.

However, in my opinion, Miss Mu is different from these people, Miss Mu is not born to hate men..."

Speaking of this, Mu Rou opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Ren Pingsheng: "Miss Mu, wait for me to finish speaking, and it's not too late to refute."

Hear this.

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she fell silent.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her and continued: "The reason why I said that is because that day, I could feel that Miss Mu didn't dislike me, maybe there was a little discomfort and disgust, but it was far from disgusting. To a certain extent, this is obviously different from people who are born to hate men.

Therefore, I guess, Miss Mu is not born like this, but she experienced certain things when she was young, which left a shadow or trauma in her heart, and when she grew up, she developed a disease and hated men of the same age.

If this is the case, I can tell Miss Mu responsibly that this is a disease that can be cured after treatment, and not only girls have this disease, most people in the world have this disease, but some people have mild symptoms, It has no impact on life, and it doesn't matter if you don't need treatment, but some people have severe symptoms and must be treated to live a normal life..."

Speaking of which.

Qiu'er on the side couldn't help but interjected: "Miss, Shizi is right, just like a servant girl who was bitten by a snake when she was a child, and still feels scared when she sees the rope, and sometimes even has to walk around it."

"Is that so..."

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help recalling the past.

When she was young, her father sent her to school to study.

Because she is the only girl in the school.

Children of similar age tried to bully her together.

Throwing away her books for no reason, pulling her hair, forming a circle around her, and making fun of her are all common things.

It seems that from that time on, she didn't want to get along with boys of the same age, and she hid in the house and read alone when she was free.

This habit has been maintained to this day.

"This... turned out to be a disease."

A dazed look appeared on Mu Rou's face, and she muttered to herself.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Ren Pingsheng was right.

But the habits formed over the years are not so easy to change.

Thinking that in the future, I might marry a man and live together.

She still felt nauseous, instinctively nauseated.

"Sure enough, another PTSD patient."

Ren Pingsheng looked at the little celestial master in front of him, sighed in his heart, and after a few seconds of silence, he said in a gentle voice: "I know that Miss Mu's dislike for men of the same age has formed an instinct, and it is not easy to correct it." .

But in any case, this is a disease, and Miss Mu should face it bravely and treat it actively, instead of giving up lightly, let alone avoiding treatment. "

aside.

Qiu'er was still depressed because the eldest son had already married a wife, but when she heard this, her eyes lit up, and she agreed with it very much in her heart, and softly agreed: "Yes, miss, we should treat the illness properly."

Mu Rou's heart was in a mess, she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"You can't push too hard, you have to give her time to buffer and accept."

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng slowed down his tone: "Miss Mu, don't need to think too much, come to participate in the literary meeting today, composing poems is the main thing, and we can talk about these things when we have time."

A look of hesitation appeared on Mu Rou's fair face, and after a few seconds, her pink lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft: "Young Master Ren doesn't need to bother me so much, I think it's good as it is now, and there is no need to change it."

aside.

Qiu'er curled her lips and retorted: "That's because Miss is sick and doesn't know how good men are."

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and thought: You know?

Mu Rou looked at Qiu'er, her thoughts were similar to Ren Pingsheng's.

Seeing the two people looking at her, Qiu'er blushed slightly, and said softly: "Although I have not married, I have read many story books, such as "The Story of the West Chamber", "The Legend of the White Snake", and "Nie Xiaoqian". Zhang Sheng, Xu Xian, and Ning Caichen are all very good, and I will find a frail scholar to be my husband in the future."

Hearing the familiar name, the corners of Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, but he didn't say a word.

These three are role models for men.

Let's not talk about Zhang Sheng abducting Miss Xiangguo.

Xu Xian and Ning Caichen, one is playing with snakes, the other is playing tricks... Just thinking about it is incredible.

anyway.

Those scripts that I copied are so popular in Dazhou, even a little maid like Qiu'er can't forget them.

Ren Pingsheng was thinking wildly for a while, when he heard the little celestial master cough violently in his ears.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Miss."

Qiu'er looked anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to caress her back, giving her comfort.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The sound of violent coughing echoed in the quiet lobby.

At this moment, talented scholars are suffering from not being able to write excellent poems, feeling bored in their hearts, and they follow their reputation one by one, with impatience in their eyebrows.

"Who is this? Why does he keep coughing non-stop? If you are sick, go home and take a good rest. If you have nothing to do, run around."

"That's right, she's still a woman when she hears the voice. The sage said that only a villain and a woman are hard to raise. It's really good."

The voice just fell.

At the place where the cough sounded, a handsome young man in brocade clothes stood up, expressionless, looking around.

"It's the prince of Zhenbei, and that person is his companion."

Realizing this, everyone fell silent.

Seeing this scene, a gifted scholar from other places showed displeasure on his face, and cursed in a low voice: "Don't let others tell you what you did wrong. It's no different from bullying others. Even if it's him who made the journey difficult, it's still talent but no virtue. "

The person beside him persuaded: "Don't say a few words, the Prince of Zhenbei has been in the limelight recently. I heard that King Jin has to back away when he sees him. Let's take it easy."

Ren Pingsheng's side.

While Mu Rou was coughing, she looked at Ren Pingsheng who got up from the corner of the eye, feeling an unprecedented sense of security in her heart.

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to her childhood.

While being surrounded by people making fun of him, a generous figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of him, using actions to intimidate those classmates who bullied him.

Gradually, she felt the discomfort in her chest dissipated a lot, and she no longer coughed.

"Miss, tea."

Qiu'er brought the teacup to her.

Mu Rou reached out to take it, took a sip, and unconsciously glanced at Ren Pingsheng.

Coincidentally, Ren Pingsheng was also looking at her.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

In just a moment, Mu Rou looked away and looked elsewhere, her little heart skipped a beat.

the other side.

Seeing that she was fine, Ren Pingsheng looked at the crowd and said slowly: "This son has a clumsy work, please appreciate it."

The voice fell.

The entire lobby fell silent in an instant.

All the talents in the capital looked at Ren Pingsheng, with excitement on their faces, they held their breath and waited quietly.

They knew that another masterpiece would come out today!

Seeing this scene, the foreign talent became a little strange.

Before they came to the capital, they had only heard a poem called Difficult to Journey, and believed that Ren Pingsheng was indeed talented, but he was far from the realm of "poetry chief".

At this moment, feeling the admiration of Ren Pingsheng from the talents of the capital, everyone became curious, and did not know what kind of poems this prince of Zhenbei, who is touted as the top poet, can write today.

"Silver candles in the autumn light are coldly painted on the screen, and a small fan flutters the fireflies lightly.

The sky is as cool as water at night, lying down to watch the morning glory and Vega. "

Ren Pingsheng's face was flat, and he recited softly.

In an instant.

Yi Renju was quiet.

After savoring carefully, the gifted scholars and beauties frowned slightly, and they all felt a faint resentment permeating their hearts, which could not be described in words.

"The first three sentences describe the scenery is clear and beautiful, like a quiet courtyard with a cool night, seeing Yiren Yizhi, and the conclusion sentence is just to sit and watch the twin stars, and all the traces of separation and joy are unremarkable, while the heart of a girl is all in sitting and watching "Good poetry, really good poetry."

A handsome young man gave his evaluation, looked at Ren Pingsheng with a touch of respect in his eyes, and said sincerely: "With the theme of Qixi Festival, it is really not easy to make such a masterpiece...Ren Shikui is well-deserved."

The voice fell.

Talented scholars from Jiangdong all cast surprised eyes.

The one who spoke was a well-known talent in Jiangdong, who was always proud of his talent and didn't take others seriously.

For so many years, it was the first time they heard him give such a high evaluation to others. It seems that the poetry of Prince Zhenbei is indeed the only one in Dazhou.

follow closely.

Several talented scholars commented on this poem.

Different people have different feelings.

Some people substituted themselves, thinking that this poem by the son of the king of Zhenbei was a reference to the difficulty of meeting a cow and a girl, and the difficulty of meeting between a monarch and his ministers.

Some people think that this poem was written for the resentful women in the palace.

Of course, no matter what kind of experience and feelings you have, everyone's evaluation of this poem is extremely high.

aside.

Mu Rou savored it carefully, and a picture appeared in front of her eyes.

At night, a frail woman sat on the stone steps, covered with a blanket, looking up at the night sky, alone and lonely.

"He wants to use this poem to tell me that if you don't want to be cured, you will be as lonely and desolate as the woman depicted in the poem?"

After silently reading it several times in her heart, Mu Rou felt more and more that this was the truth.

In the past, if someone persuaded herself in this way, she would only feel bored.

But I don't know whether it is because of the excellent writing of this poem or for other reasons.

Facing Ren Pingsheng's admonition, she didn't feel disgusted, but felt a little naive.

Pouting his lips, he muttered in a low voice: "Just now I was talking more when I had time to talk, but in a blink of an eye, I wrote a poem to persuade me, duplicity, and I don't know how to cure my... misogyny, what good will it do him."

Actually.

Ren Pingsheng didn't think much about it at all. The reason why he copied this poem was because he only remembered this poem about Qixi Festival, that's all.

aside.

The little celestial master was still pondering, thinking: "Speaking of which, did he compose this poem himself, or did he get it from that extraterrestrial expert named Tang Song?
Is there really such a worldly expert in the world?If he did it himself, why did he coax me? "

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little dizzy in my head, groggy, and a little weak in my body.

"Are you sick again?"

Mu Rou slightly frowned, stretched out her hand to rest her forehead, hesitated for a moment, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and whispered: "Young master..."

Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look and saw that her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, his heart sank, and he asked as if asking for proof: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Rou turned pale and nodded slightly.

"I'm going to ask the imperial doctor."

Ren Pingsheng stood up abruptly, and walked out without saying a word.

As soon as she took a step, Mu Rou grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"No...no need."

A weak voice sounded.

Ren Pingsheng didn't hear clearly, so he stopped, leaned over slightly, and called softly: "Miss Mu?"

Mu Rou pursed her lips: "Hugh, just rest for a while."

"That's all, how about resting for a while?"

Ren Pingsheng frowned, wanted to say something, but heard her raise her voice a little: "Really, it's really all right."

"..."

Speaking of which.

Ren Pingsheng had nothing to say, and nodded slightly: "I see."

Afterwards, he called the female shopkeeper and asked, "Do you have a secluded private room with a bed where you can rest?"

The female shopkeeper was slightly taken aback, she subconsciously glanced at Mu Rou, and nodded hurriedly: "Hui Shizi, it's on the third floor."

"Get me one."

"The slave family understands, the son waits."

The female shopkeeper responded, twisted her slender waist, turned and left.

After a while, he returned to Ren Pingsheng and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, everything is ready, and I will lead you there."

Ren Pingsheng said indifferently: "Tell me which room, I will go by myself."

The female shopkeeper replied: "Tianzi No. [-] room."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand: "Go down."

"The slave family is retiring, the son has something to do, just ask."

The female shopkeeper saluted and left.

Ren Pingsheng looked around and found that many people were staring at him, thought for a few seconds, looked at Qiu'er, and ordered: "Qiu'er, take Miss Mu to Tianzi No. [-] room, and I will go there later. "

Qiu'er knew that the son was caring about his young lady's reputation, so he nodded obediently: "Yes, this servant understands."

He stretched out his hand to help his young lady, and said softly: "Miss, I will take you to rest."

Mu Rou hummed, supported the handrail, got up slowly, and walked towards the stairs step by step with the support of the little maid.

After a stick of incense.

Discussion about the poem died down.

Soon, someone got up to write poetry.

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

See no one pays attention to their side.

Ren Pingsheng stood up, left his seat, and walked to the third floor.

corner.

The female shopkeeper of Yirenju watched this scene silently, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "I really think they are beautiful, but they are a couple of dogs."

Speaking of this, she seemed to be thinking of something, with an angry look on her face, she gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for them, how could His Highness have been exposed and imprisoned, I have to give them some color today !"

As he spoke, he looked at the young man in green beside him, and said coldly, "What about the Acacia powder that was sent from the south last time? Sprinkle some at the door of No. [-] Tianzi Room."

The young man in Tsing Yi showed hesitation, and began to persuade: "The shopkeeper, before entering the palace, His Highness specifically instructed you not to act rashly without his orders. Are we..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the female shopkeeper: "Hehuansan, made by Qingqiu Da Yao himself, is colorless and tasteless. If you use it, the couple will not be able to find it. What is there to worry about?"

"This……"

The little servant in Tsing Yi hesitated to speak.

The female shopkeeper was a little annoyed when she saw that he did not agree for a long time, she frowned, and said coldly: "It's just for fun, look forward and backward, what will happen, if you are afraid, just bring Hehuansan, and I will go by myself spread!"

The young servant in Tsing Yi had no choice but to go to fetch He Huan.

After half a stick of incense.

The female shopkeeper controlled the aura, and sent the taken out acacia powder into Room No. [-] of Tianzi through the aura.

Standing there, a sneer curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"Heh! Dogs and girls, let you assassinate His Highness, let you two be ruined today, you can't live, you can't die.

As a son-in-law, Prince Zhenbei's son, under the watchful eyes of everyone, has an affair with the little celestial master in the celestial master's mansion. Just thinking about it is exciting. "

…………

Yi Renju.

On the third floor, Tianzi No. [-] room.

Mu Rou lay on the bed.

Qiu'er sat on the edge of the bed.

Ren Pingsheng moved a chair, sat not far away, and asked, "How does Miss Mu feel?"

Mu Rou's delicate face looked a little rosy, she shook her head lightly, bit her lower lip, her voice trembling: "No... not good."

Why does the sound sound a bit strange.

His face was also abnormally red.

Like... Chang An who took Xiongfeng Pill by mistake.

With the last experience.

With just one glance, Ren Pingsheng noticed the abnormality, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Miss Mu has been poisoned?"

Poisonous...

Hearing these two words, Mu Rou was slightly taken aback.

Ever since Ren Pingsheng entered the house, she felt something was wrong with her body, inexplicably hot.

At first, she didn't take it seriously, but now she realized it after hearing his reminder, it turned out to be the poison.

For no reason.

Why would someone poison themselves like this?
Mu Rouliu frowned, her thinking was a little slow.

aside.

Qiu'er's face and ears were already flushed red, her slender waist was slightly arched, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

"Small, miss... the servant seems to have been poisoned by seductiveness."

His voice was hoarse and trembling.

at the same time.

Ren Pingsheng also felt a surge of hotness in his heart, and his heartbeat began to speed up.

"Someone poisoned the house, not long ago!"

His heart sank, and he immediately made a judgment.

At this time.

Qiu'er, who had no cultivation base, couldn't hold back the throbbing in her heart, turned her head to look at Ren Pingsheng, her face was flushed, her eyes were wet, as if she was about to shed tears: "Shi, son..."

See her pitiful look.

There was a ripple in Ren Pingsheng's heart, and he calmed down soon.

"The two of them are different from Chang An, they can't be impulsive!"

Thinking of this, he bit the tip of his tongue, walked up to Qiu'er, without saying a word, aimed at the back of the neck with a knife.

The strength was controlled very precisely, and while making Qiu'er faint, it did not cause any harm to her body.

He picked it up by the waist, gently placed it on the bed, looked at the little celestial master, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Miss Mu, do you know what kind of obsessive poison we are suffering from, and is there an antidote?"

Mu Rou's pretty face was flushed, her pink lips parted slightly, and she wanted to speak, but just as she opened her mouth, she let out a moan, her voice seemed to be fished out of honey water, full of affection.

"..."

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, hesitating for a while, he stepped forward, and struck another knife.

Confirm that the little celestial master is in a coma.

He used the Pure Heart Jade on himself again.

The familiar feeling flooded in like a tide, and the soul was instantly purified.

However, the hot feeling still exists.

no doubt.

Charming poison is not aimed at primordial spirit, and the effect of Jingxin jade is not obvious.

"Anyway, get out of here quickly!"

Thinking of this.

Ren Pingsheng pushed open the door, walked out, grabbed a scholar from the capital, and said in a low voice: "Please, brother, go to the Spring Breeze Hall for me. There is a man named Li Yong there, and ask him to bring someone to Yiren." It is said that it is the order of the Prince of Zhenbei."

The scholar of the capital knew him, he hesitated for a while and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng returned to the private room, and was relieved to see that the master and servant did not show any signs of waking up.

Immediately afterwards, he began to recall the details before and after entering Tianzi No. [-] room.

No abnormality was found before and after.

But it is precisely at this time that the mei poison occurs.

If it wasn't for someone who could predict the future, arrange the poison in this room in advance.

Not surprisingly, it was Yi Renju's problem.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng's eyes darkened, and anger welled up in his heart.

I can be regarded as a regular customer of Yirenju.

Unexpectedly, these guys actually murdered themselves.

I don't know who they are, they are so bold that they dare to do something to themselves in broad daylight.

"Dog thing! It should be killed!"

Affected by the love poison, Ren Pingsheng's temper also became violent.

Fortunately, the effect of Jingxin Jade is still there, and her emotions have not lost control.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In a blink of an eye, it was already a stick of incense.

There was a familiar voice at the door.

"What are your orders?"

It's Li Yong.

Even though Chunfengtang and Yiren lived on the same street, it was extremely fast to arrive here in just one stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, and said in a deep voice, "Let all the girls come in."

"Yes!"

Li Yong didn't hesitate at all, and after taking the order, he turned and left.

Soon.

Several female buddies from Chunfengtang came to Room No. [-], Tianzi.

"Send these two girls to Ren's mansion so that you can take care of them."

Ren Pingsheng ordered with a blank face.

"Yes, shopkeeper."

The girls responded, stepped forward, supported the unconscious Mu Rouqiu'er, and walked downstairs.

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, calmed down, walked out of the room, looked at Li Yong, and ordered: "Send a few guards to send them back, stay and deal with the thieves with me."

"Understandable."

Hearing about dealing with the thieves, Li Yong's eyes burst into a gloomy light, and his whole person became a little different.

He told the guard a few words.

Ren Pingsheng didn't hesitate anymore, striding to the first floor, regardless of the fact that the literary meeting was still going on, he stretched out his hand to grab a young boy in Tsing Yi, and asked in a low voice, "Where is your shopkeeper?"

"The shopkeeper is right there."

The young man in Tsing Yi didn't know what had happened, his face showed a look of panic, and he pointed somewhere.

Ren Pingsheng looked along, and he really saw the shopkeeper who still had a charming young woman.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

The female shopkeeper seemed to have just noticed the abnormality, and she walked up with doubt and anxiety on her face.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her coldly, without saying a word.

Seeing his stern expression, the female shopkeeper couldn't help but dodge her eyes for a moment, but she returned to normal in the next second and squeezed out a smile: "But those servants who don't have long eyes have neglected the prince, the prince should not be angry, slave family..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of breaking wind.

Snapped!
There was a crisp explosion.

The right half of his face was visibly swollen.

"Say! Why did you poison this son? Who ordered you to do this!"

Ren Pingsheng's heart was very hot and angry, and he didn't have the time to engage in those twists and turns, and it was a resounding slap when he came up.

The female shopkeeper's pupils shrank slightly, she covered half of her face, her expression was in a trance.

In any case, she never expected that Ren Pingsheng, without any evidence, was sure that he had poisoned himself and forced himself to question him.

Being so domineering is completely different from the gentle, courteous and modest image I saw in the past.

this moment.

She was really a little scared, covering her face, tears streaming down her face, and said with a look of fear: "Nu, I don't know what the son is talking about, what is poisoning, what is the master, I am a businessman, these words , I have never heard of it..."

There was such a big commotion.

Talented scholars who participated in the literary meeting cast curious eyes one after another, not knowing what happened.

Snapped!
Followed by another loud slap.

The left side of the shopkeeper's face was visibly swollen again.

The whole face is like a pig's head.

Ren Pingsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, after two slaps, without further ado, he aimed at the lower abdomen and kicked again.

Bang!
The female shopkeeper flew upside down, hit the wall, and slid down slowly, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"If you fight like this, I'm afraid you will kill someone!"

"What did shopkeeper Su do to make Shizi so angry?"

"According to the prince, did she poison the prince?"

Everyone stood up, pointing and talking.

Ren Pingsheng turned a deaf ear, walked up to the female shopkeeper, grabbed her by the neck, and forcefully pulled her up from the ground.

The female shopkeeper was strangled and couldn't breathe. Her legs kicked wildly, and she frantically slapped Ren Pingsheng's strong arms with both hands.

You must know that most of the seventh ranks can't resist Ren Pingsheng's punch at all.

After being hit so many times, he was still alive and kicking.

no doubt.

She is at least a seventh-rank monk, and may even be a sixth-rank monk.

"Give you one last chance, who are you? Why did you poison? What kind of poison did you poison? Is there an antidote?"

Ren Pingsheng let go of his hand suddenly, his face was cold, and he paused every word.

The female shopkeeper fell to the ground, panting heavily, and finally said after a while: "I don't know the son..."

Not finished yet.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly raised his foot and kicked her directly on the head.

Bang!
Only a muffled sound was heard.

The cervical spine broke, and the head flew out, rolling three times on the spot before stopping.

A strong smell of blood permeated the air.

The gifted scholars were all startled, and subconsciously took a step back.

It turned out... really killed someone!

The hot feeling is getting stronger.

Ren Pingsheng could hardly restrain the violence in his heart. He looked around and fixed his eyes on a young boy in Tsing Yi.

He is a warrior, at least the seventh rank.

"You... answer for her!"

The young man in Tsing Yi never thought that things would turn out like this, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a trembling voice: "Yi, Yi Renju is the property of Prince Jin's Mansion, no one ordered us to murder the prince, it was her!"

Pointing to the corpse of the female shopkeeper, she gritted her teeth: "She was dizzy and insisted on poisoning you, saying that she wanted to see your jokes... By the way, it is Hehuansan. I don't know if there is any antidote." .”

Ren Pingsheng got the answer he wanted, stopped talking, looked at Li Yong, and said coldly: "He left it to you."

"Understandable!"

A cruel sneer curled up on the corner of Li Yong's mouth, he stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the young man in blue by the skirt, and dragged him to the backyard.

Taking advantage of his clear consciousness, Ren Pingsheng strode out of Yirenju, got on his horse, and ran towards Ren's mansion, ignoring everyone's strange gazes.

After half an hour.

Ren Pingsheng returned to Ren Mansion, dismounted from his horse, and went straight to Chang'an's courtyard without caring about much.

in the courtyard.

Little Green Tea held a book and looked at it. Seeing Ren Pingsheng, she pouted and snorted, pretending not to see it.

I thought he would take the initiative to greet himself and ask about the situation of the senior sister.

Unexpectedly, he walked straight into the senior sister's room without saying a word.

Bang!
The door closing sounded.

"?"

Little Green Tea looked at the wooden door, a little confused.

(End of this chapter)