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

Antai Town.

In a secret and quiet courtyard.

Mr. Mo was making tea, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, like a perfect painting.

The tea has a light fragrance and the water mist is curling up, which is in sharp contrast to a pot boiling medicine not far away.

The medicine pot is large, the dark medicinal juice is boiling and bubbling, and the rich medicinal smell makes people want to hold their breath.

Mr. Mo seemed completely unaware. He took a sip of tea and asked the person who was stirring the medicine pot, "How is it?"

The man replied tremblingly: "Sir, we're still a little short of it."

Mr. Mo asked while drinking tea: "How close is the difference?"

"Mr. Hui," the man knelt down with a plop, "this medicine still lacks two ingredients. It's really..."

Mr. Mo tilted his head to look at him with gentle eyes: "So, this is what you said."

"gentlemen……"

Mr. Mo gently put down the tea cup and continued to look at the green tea with lowered eyes. His voice was as gurgling as water: "Drag it down and cut off the head. Anyway, if the head is missing, it will only be a little shorter than before."

"Sir! Spare your life..."

The frightened words were muffled and the person was dragged away.

The busy messenger at the entrance of the courtyard hesitated when he saw this scene, but he did not dare to delay.

He stepped forward and whispered back: "Sir, something happened at Wen Qingzhuo's place."

Mr. Mo paused and looked up at him.

The messenger quickly said: "There was a fire in Wen Qingzhuo's study, but he was not rescued."

Mr. Mo's eyebrows didn't even move, but his face became gloomy and terrifying.

"What about the medicinal materials?"

"There is no need to worry about the safety of the medicinal materials," the messenger's palms were full of sweat. "My subordinates went to check and found that the medicinal materials were hidden in the dark room, a lot of them. But..."

"Say."

"However, the grain in the granary was emptied out and I don't know where it went."

Mr. Mo tapped his finger on the tea table: "The food is missing?"

"Exactly, not a single bag left," the messenger replied, "Sir, do you want to continue the plan here?"

Mr. Mo pondered for a while: "Of course, after setting up a trap for so long, how can we give up easily? It's easy to handle if the medicinal materials are still there. You should take someone to go there again, bring the medicinal materials back and place them properly."

"Yes."

Mr. Mo asked again: "How is the situation in the town?"

The messenger complimented: "As you expected, all the scholars who can make it are rushing here. The inns in the town are full and it is difficult to find a place."

Mr. Mo smiled slightly: "Very good."

"Where's Yan Song?"

"According to the news coming back, they are also rushing here. Based on the distance, they will arrive on time."

"That's it," Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the woman talking to the fake Mr. Mo, and smiled lightly, "very good."

……

Yan Ruyu and the others rested at the inn tonight and while preparing dinner, Yan Ruyu took Huo Qinxiang into the carriage.

Rong changed her medicine and drank some water made from red fruits. She was in good spirits and was awake now.

Seeing her little daughter, Rong's eyes instantly wetted her eyes and he stretched out his hand to her.

Huo Qinxiang grabbed her hand and lay next to her ear. Her voice was thin and soft: "Mother, are you still in pain? I'll give you a breath."

Rong smiled with tears in her eyes, shook her head and touched her little face.

Huo Qinxiang wiped away her tears with her small hands, flattened her mouth, and said with a smile: "Mom, don't cry, don't be afraid, I will protect you, you should get well soon."

Rong nodded.

Huo Zhongmao's eyes were red, his throat was choked, and he didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Rong looked at him and he quickly smiled: "I'm fine, everything is fine. Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiang'er. The young lady also takes good care of us. Xiang'er eats with her all the time, so she is no longer afraid of being hungry."

"Mother, Aunt Fairy treats me well, Heng'er treats me well, and my eldest aunt and second brother, everyone is well."

The two little ones on Huo Qinxiang's head rubbed against Rong's face: "Mother, I love you the most. Hurry and get better."

Rong stroked the top of her head, her eyes wet with tears.

While wiping her tears, Huo Zhongmao comforted her: "It's okay, it's all over. Xiang'er and I will always be by your side. We will live a good life until the northwest. Everything I promised you before will count."

Rong held his hand tightly, hugged his arms, and couldn't stop crying.

Yan Ruyu added two pieces of firewood, and Yin Ding turned the grill with serious concentration. Starling stood on his shoulders, everyone and every bird staring at the barbecue.

Yan Ruyu threw a red fruit to him: "Silver ingot, go ahead!"

Yin Ding subconsciously caught it and took a closer look at the red fruit. He was surprised and happy: "For me?"

"Well, I promised you, so of course I have to keep it."

"Thank you, madam!" He took a bite of the silver ingot, and his little eyes suddenly lit up.

Sweet, sour, juicy and delicious, with an indescribable fragrance.

Yan Ruyu seemed to be smiling but not smiling, got up and left.

Ba Ge stamped his paws on Yin Ding's shoulder: "Yin Tuo Yin Tuo, I am Yin Tuo!"

Yin Ding was stunned, and his mind exploded: Just now... what did the young lady call him? Silver ingot or silver lump?

He thought hard.

Silver ingot? Silver Tuo? Silver ingot? Silver Tuo?

Huo Changhe came over with some cold steamed buns and wanted to heat them up on the fire. When he got closer, he saw Yin Ding holding a wild flower and pulling the petals.

Huo Changhe: "??"

"What are you doing?"

Yin Ding's hand trembled, and he threw the flower with a few remaining petals into the fire. With a heartbeat, he thought silently: God's will, what the young lady shouted just now must be... Yin Tuo!

He cleared his throat, not daring to look at Huo Changhe: "Nothing. I'm bored. I want to figure out whether Jin Collar will be back soon."

Huo Changhe simply laughed angrily: "You plucked the petals and he came back?"

Handed the bun to him and took out a small mailbox.

Yin Ding quickly changed the subject: "Is there any news already?"

Huo Changhe nodded and opened the letter paper inside. When he saw the words on it, he was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

"It's different."

Yin Ding bit her lip hard and quickly went to heat the steamed buns. In the end, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Huo Changhe's face turned even darker.

I was thinking that Yan Ruyu had asked him if he had any news before, but now that he finally had a letter, he hurriedly went to talk to her.

No idea... I'm so angry!

"What are you looking at?" Yan Ruyu's voice sounded from behind.

It was too late for Huo Changhe to hide the torn piece of paper. Yan Ruyu asked, "Do you have a letter?"

"Ah..." Huo Changhe's mind turned over and over again: Yes or no?

"I read."

Yan Ruyu stretched out her hand, and Huo Changhe had no choice but to hand over the paper.

"There is something wrong," Yan Ruyu said in a slow tone, "This is really accurate news."

Huo Changhe: "..."

"I'll go there myself tonight."

Yan Ruyu raised her eyes to look at him, and after a while she said: "There is no need to trouble the master, why not let Xiaolan go there."

Huo Changhe's face turned blue and red.

Yes, his bodyguard is not as good at talking as a myna.

Just when I was embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it, a carriage came on the road, its wheels rolling, as if it was in a hurry.

Seeing someone setting up a fire, the carriage stopped urgently. A child opened the curtain and shouted loudly: "Who is the doctor? Save my husband's life!"