Planning to marry the third master

Three days later, they really took a detour to the Miao area.

Feng Zhuohua didn't know the way either, and thought it was just a normal walk. But Qingyue knew it, and said, "They took a detour and reached the Miao border."

Feng Zhuohua opened the window and looked outside. There were a few people walking around. Their clothes were very different from those of the people outside. Most of the women wore embroidered clothes with various patterns, some of which were flowers, birds, fish and insects, and some were some mysterious symbols. The men wore loose robes and hats with colorful tassels on their brims. Many of them also wore silver jewelry that jingled when they walked.

I happened to see someone drying insects, I don't know if they were raising them or doing something else. Feng Zhuohua curiously leaned forward to take a look, Qingyue said: "Those insects are edible."

Feng Zhuohua's eyes widened, and then he felt nauseous.

A group of people walked along the path in Miaojiang, where houses were close together in groups of three or four, not densely packed. Then their carriage turned onto the path.

Qing Yue felt that the situation was not good and said, "I think we should run. We don't know what they are going to do. If they hurt you, how can I explain to the Third Master?"

Feng Zhuohua frowned and asked, "You said there are many secret arts here, what are they?"

Qing Yue said: "I also heard about it. I have never met people from Miaojiang. If I had known, I would have asked more questions. It seems that they use insects to control people. I just thought it was nonsense at the time."

Feng Zhuohua's heart sank. This was entirely possible. Yang Ji wanted to use her to contain Xie Yunxiao. She clenched her fists and said to Qingyue, "Find a reason to get off the carriage later."

Qing Yue felt it was too late, but it was better than just sitting there and waiting for death, so she said to the people outside, "Stop the car, my wife needs to go to the toilet."

The soldier ignored him and drove the carriage on his own.

Qingyue drew her sword and prepared to attack.

Feng Zhuohua held him down and whispered, "Don't be impulsive. I'm not suitable for running away. When you find a chance, run away and tell the Third Master about my current situation. If unfortunately, I am used by someone, tell him not to care about me."

Qing Yue gritted her teeth. The current situation was really unfavorable. She had to find the Third Master. If she had known earlier, she would have sent a message to the Third Master earlier.

Feng Zhuohua lifted the carriage curtain and said, "I feel sick in my stomach. Please pull aside and let me rest for a while."

So the carriage had to stop.

Qing Yue frowned and helped Feng Zhuohua get off the horse. Feng Zhuohua walked towards Yang Ji, who was leading the team, and said, "General Yang, I have a stomachache. Please turn back and find a place to rest."

Just after passing the town, Yang Ji looked ahead, then looked at Feng Zhuohua, his eyes examining him. He waved his hand and said, "Turn back and find an inn."

There is no post station here, only an inn.

Yang Ji whispered to the deputy general, and the deputy general walked forward with a group of people.

The troops were divided into two groups. Feng Zhuohua had a bad feeling. When he arrived at the inn, he said, "Qingyue, go and help me find some food I like. I'm feeling nauseous."

Qingyue frowned. This meant she was asked to go alone.

Feng Zhuohua signaled with his eyes, and Qingyue had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll go get it for Madam right away."

Qingyue took one last look at Feng Zhuohua, gritted her teeth and left. She had to find Yuge, or a place that sold carrier pigeons, and inform the Third Master as soon as possible.

Such a big person is missing, why is there no news until now!

A maidservant was not an important person. Yang Ji would not pay attention to such an insignificant person, and would not notice immediately even if she left.

Xie Yunxiao was rushing to the capital with his men. Thinking of Feng Zhuohua, he was eager to return home.

Feng Zhuohua was alone in the small private room. At this moment, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, at the mercy of the butcher.

Forget it, life and death are determined by fate, and she is powerless to resist at this moment. If possible, she hopes that he who is far away will live a carefree and comfortable life one day. Thinking of this, her eyes turned red, and she couldn't even see Yu'er for the last time.

The door of the room opened, and a man carrying a medicine box came in. Yang Ji turned around and asked, "Your people haven't returned yet."

Feng Zhuohua nodded and said, "I think there is nothing I want to eat, so I walked a little far away."

Yang Ji said, "Aren't you feeling unwell? This is the doctor. I'll take a look at you."

Feng Zhuohua didn't know what Yang Ji meant. The old man in front of him had a white beard and eyebrows, and a pair of triangular eyes, which made him look like a bad guy. In this way, he did look a bit like a doctor.

Feng Zhuohua was puzzled and stretched out his hand, asking the old man to take his pulse.

It was more than three months and the baby was still not pregnant. After taking her pulse, the old man spoke in a dialect that Feng Zhuohua could not understand.

Then Yang Ji followed the others out.

She didn't understand, and it was unlikely that Yang Ji would understand. She followed him out, and there was a young man outside the door acting as an interpreter.

The young man said, "My grandfather said that it would be just right to activate blood circulation."

What do you mean?

Yang Ji saw Feng Zhuohua from the corner of his eye and said, "Let's talk downstairs."

Feng Zhuohua stepped forward and asked, "What is General Yang Ji going to do to me?"

Yang Ji curved his lips and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Then he left.

It was impossible for Feng Zhuohua not to panic at this moment. As a woman, she had not experienced much after all. In the current situation, she was powerless and unable to do anything.

At night, someone brought food. Although Feng Zhuohua had no appetite, she could not refuse anything at this moment.

She didn't expect there would be hand or foot in the food. Halfway through the meal, she felt drowsy, so she got up and walked to the bed and lay down.

Not long after, someone entered the house.

Yang Ji said, "Old sir, please come in."

The young man helped, stepped forward, turned Feng Zhuohua's head, and lifted the area behind her ear.

The old man put down the box and said something that no one else could understand. The young man translated, "There is no cure for the golden toad bugs that enter the brain. The consequences are different for each one, and there is no guarantee that every one will be effective."

Yang Ji said: "As long as the person is not dead, it's up to you."

The old man picked up a brocade box, which he treasured very much. He then opened the lid, revealing a silver-white bug that was slightly larger than a grain of rice. He then used a wooden hairpin to guide the bug up, and when the bug climbed up the hairpin, the young man quickly stabbed a bloody wound behind Feng Zhuohua's ear.

The bug suddenly sped up, and the old man placed the other end of the hairpin on the blood bead. The bug then burrowed into the blood bead and disappeared.

Qingyue came back just late, and she attacked Yangji and asked, "What are you doing to her?"

Seeing the fight break out, someone from outside came in immediately and quickly subdued Qingyue.

Yang Ji asked, "You didn't leave. What did you say you were going to do?"

Qing Yue cursed: "Beast! Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Bang!" The face was hit.

Qing Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Third Master knows and will not let you go."

Yang Ji narrowed his eyes, too lazy to deal with a maid, turned around and walked out. The old man and the young man also walked out immediately. After all, the so-called secret technique is a shameful thing.

Qing Yue was released and immediately went to the bedside to see Feng Zhuohua. The blood was still flowing from her ear. She said, "Damn it, what did I do to you? Don't be afraid. I have found a place to contact Third Master. If Third Master knows, he will come to find you."