On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

After the accident, the wedding procession moved even slower. The Eighth Princess was injured and was worried, so she couldn't find peace of mind and couldn't sleep well.

But it's different now.

She has Tang Yibai's antidote.

Now I felt calm, and even though it was daytime, I still fell asleep and had a good sleep.

It was already afternoon when I woke up. My stomach was growling with hunger, so the maid brought me hot soup and hot rice.

After taking a few bites of hot food, I felt much better and then I realized that the team had stopped.

"Why did you stop?"

The maid replied, "Your Highness, the commander said that the road ahead is difficult to pass, so he took people to repair it. After it is repaired, the princess's carriage will be allowed to pass to avoid suffering."

The Eighth Princess was secretly proud in her heart. Tang Yibai always looked down on her and never took her seriously. It turned out that having leverage over her was the most useful. Today, he even brought people to repair the road.

As she thought this, the food she ate tasted especially good.

She was not in a hurry. Anyway, the itinerary was arranged by Tang Yibai, so she just had to follow him.

Before, she was afraid of him, but now he is afraid of her.

After dinner, the Eighth Princess lay down comfortably again: "Then wait for him to come back and let him report the situation."

The maid bowed her head: "Yes."

The two maids cleared the dishes and went out, looking at each other.

The princess was so angry that she could not hold back any longer and dared to ask the commander to report the situation to her.

There was indeed a lot of snow on the road ahead, but there was no need to clean it up in advance, and there was no need for Tang Yibai to lead the team himself.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he turned into the woods and left quickly.

It was not far from Youcheng, so he quickened his pace. It would not take long to go back and forth, which was enough time before the road was repaired.

Run all the way.

He did not go into the city, but went to a secret house outside the city.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance and was extremely quiet. The light from the pearl curtain swayed, making the woman in the inner room look like a fairy.

Tang Yibai took a deep breath, took one look and didn't dare to look any further, he stood with his eyes lowered.

Be obedient and obedient.

He was completely different from the cold and unruly generals and commanders before.

The woman in the inner room was burning incense, not looking at him, her eyes fixed on the light pink incense powder.

"Didn't you leave Youcheng? Why are you back?"

"I want to tell you that Mr. Mo is a sinister and cunning person and is not trustworthy. You must be careful of him."

The woman smiled faintly: "I never believed him."

She put the incense powder into the incense pot and looked up at Tang Yibai through the curtain: "You are the only one I trust."

Hearing this, Tang Yibai immediately looked up at her. The light and shadows flickered, casting mottled shadows in the room. The woman was smiling, her eyes brighter than the halo, which made his heart flutter.

He quickly lowered his head again and said softly, "I will definitely live up to your trust."

"Come in." The voice was soft but the tone was firm.

Tang Yibai pursed his lips slightly, his long eyelashes trembling, hiding the joy in his eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand, gently pulling aside the bead curtain.

He moved extremely slowly, as if he was afraid of startling the bead curtain and disturbing the light and shadow.

He walked into the room quietly and stood in front of the woman, one meter away, not daring to take another step forward.

"Here is this for you." A delicate little box was placed on the table. "Use a small spoonful every day. When you run out of it, we can meet again."

Tang Yibai's heart was filled with joy. He had thought that after leaving Youcheng, he would not see her again for a long time.

Reaching out to take the small box, the woman saw his wrist, suddenly pressed the back of his hand, looked up and asked in surprise: "Are you poisoned?"

There was a brief blank in Tang Yibai's mind. A soft and warm hand stroked the back of his hand, with a faint fragrance that seemed to penetrate directly into his internal organs through the pores of his hand.

"Speak!" the woman shouted.

Tang Yibai met her eyes and was surprised to find the worry in her eyes.

Resisting the urge to hold that hand, Tang Yibai whispered, "It's okay, there's already an antidote."

The woman's face was still sullen. "It doesn't look like you used the antidote. You only used a little bit. Who poisoned you?"

Before Tang Yibai could answer, the woman had already guessed, "Mr. Mo? Is that why you came back to remind me?"

"Exactly."

"Humph, you are so bold that you even dare to touch my people!"

The woman said coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in her tone: "Where is the antidote?"

"In the hands of the Eighth Princess."

The woman frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

Tang Yibai no longer concealed the whole thing and told the story.

The woman's face was gloomy, as if water might drip out of it: "Useless thing, Yi Ren is so rare, it's a waste to put it in his hands, and he actually used it as bait!"

After a temper tantrum, he asked Tang Yibai again: "In your opinion, is the Princess of Zhennan really different from ordinary people?"

"Yibai, I only trust you."

Tang Yibai's heart trembled slightly, and he tightly grasped the box: "She looks just like an ordinary person, but she is smarter and more vicious than ordinary women."

"I couldn't see anything else that was different from an ordinary person. She went to the tent set up by Mr. Mo. It was surrounded by his people. My people couldn't get close to her. But I saw that Mr. Mo was very angry and the strange person disappeared."

"Disappeared?" The woman frowned slightly. "That's very unusual."

"Well, there's nothing to be seen now. You've been poisoned again. Let's go according to the plan first. Will the antidote work?"

"It works," Tang Yibai said, "Please rest assured."

"Don't worry, use it first. When I see him, I'll ask him for it, and I'll help you get your revenge."

Tang Yibai felt warm in his heart: "Yes."

Tang Yibai turned and left. The maid came into the room and stood with her head bowed.

"Write to Mr. Mo and ask him to come over."

"What does he want to do by attacking Tang Yibai? Is he trying to poison Tang Yibai? This is a slap in my face!"

The maid whispered, "Yes, I will do it right away."

"Tell him to bring the antidote and not to make any other excuses. Even if it's a dog or a cat, I have to kill it myself. Why should he meddle in other people's business?"

The maid didn't dare to answer - she was afraid of death. People of Tang Yibai's status were like dogs and cats in the master's mouth, let alone her?

……

In a cave in the back mountain of Shenyuan Temple.

Mr. Mo looked pale and his legs were bandaged.

Yan Ruyu's hidden weapon hit his leg.

Although the hidden weapon is small, it is difficult to remove it from the flesh. To heal the wound, one can only cut open the flesh and search inside.

He also suffered greatly.

After fleeing all the way back, he was already exhausted, and he had to work non-stop to treat his injuries.

It almost drained all his energy.

He had just woken up, his face was as pale as paper, his black hair was disheveled, and he looked like a ghost that had just been resurrected.

A young monk walked in and gave him a bowl of medicine.

Mr. Mo took a look at it and could smell the bitterness without even drinking it. He drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

"How's the situation outside?"

"Don't worry, it's safe here. There are guards outside and no one has been found."

Mr. Mo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when a black bird flew over.