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

In the backyard of a small house in Lincheng, there was a faint smell of medicine.

One person was sitting on the porch brewing medicine, and his other arm was wrapped in a thick bandage that had just been bandaged.

This was the third time that the injury was healed before being opened and treated—just because the injury was too severe at the time, although the injury on his arm was healed, he still had no feeling.

The doctor under his command told him that the injury was too severe. Although no bones were injured, the meridians were severely damaged. It would be difficult to recover as before. The only risky way was to stimulate regeneration. As for whether it could succeed, there was only a [-]% chance. .

Thinking of that day, the woman threw something and it exploded beside him. The tree as thick as his waist was blown off. He was lucky that he didn't die and only injured one arm.

Every time he dreamed about it at midnight, he would still be startled by the fire and the earth-shattering sound, and he would be covered in cold sweat.

hateful.

One day, he will definitely catch that woman and make her pay with blood!

There was the sound of rapid footsteps outside, and someone quickly came to report it.

"Sir, there is news from Yongchang County that the team from the Zhennan Palace has arrived at Lincheng."

Mr. Mo moved his hands for a moment, his eyes filled with coldness: "When will we arrive?"

"Tomorrow at the latest. However, we still don't know whether we can enter the city tomorrow. The city gate will be closed an hour earlier than usual today. It was Huo Changxian's order."

Mr. Mo sneered: "He doesn't know how. It should be his mother, the head of Yongchang County."

"Sir, what are we going to do?"

Mr. Mo lowered his eyes and looked at his injured arm: "Are Huo Changhe and that woman here?"

"We don't know yet. Their carriages are numbered and one follows the other. The defense is quite tight."

Mr. Mo held the spoon and tapped the medicine pot: "The big commotion in Yongchang must be related to that woman. Others don't have this ability."

"Yes, the ground was blown open at that time, and the water..." The subordinate's voice stopped suddenly, and his head dropped lower.

Ever since my husband's accident, the most unbearable thing to hear is the word "explosion".

Mr. Mo's face darkened: "Keep an eye on them. If you are discovered, you don't have to come to see me again."

"...Yes," the subordinate asked, "Where is Yongchang County Lord..."

"Don't pay attention. I just want to see how they fight. That woman is always smart. Can she figure out the mystery this time and what methods she has?"

"The Lord of Yongchang County is not someone to be trifled with," Mr. Mo looked at the tumbling medicine, "I have always had a guess in my mind that there should be a clear result this time, so I would like to borrow the help of that woman to investigate clearly. "

"I guess she must have the same questions as me."

"Yes!"

The man turned around and walked away. Mr. Mo didn't look at his back. For a moment, he tapped the spoon on the table three times.

A dark shadow appeared, and Mr. Mo spoke in a cold and calm tone: "Pull out his tongue. Since you don't know the taboo, you don't have to speak anymore."

"Yes!"

Hot steam came out of the pot, covering Mr. Mo's face. He put the medicine into a jade bowl. The cold jade bowl collided with the hot medicine, making a slight sound and bursts of white mist.

He picked it up and drank it slowly, taking a long breath, but the bitter taste still lingered in his mouth.

There were candied fruits on a small plate on the table, but he didn't touch them - only suffering and pain can make people sober.

What he needs is sobriety, a hundred times more sober than the enemy.

I got up and returned to the house. There was an unopened letter on the desk, with a golden chi-pattern paint mark on the corner of the letter.

That is the mark of the East Palace.

Taking it apart, as expected, it was the prince who urged him. How did things go? Now that King Yi in the court has fallen, the strength of King Yi's party has been greatly damaged. Those who were killed, those who were demoted, and some who secretly turned to him secretly. .

King Yi didn't have anything to worry about, and King Yong, the sixth prince, didn't have anything to worry about. Originally, the sixth prince was granted the title of king once he was crowned king, and the prince, the concubine, and his son were really worried for a while. However, after careful observation, King Yong is still the same as before, no change, he is still timid and sick.

He is just a person who is destined not to live long.

Therefore, when the prince is in the court at this time, he basically gets wind and rain when he wants.

But King Zhennan has always been a thorn in the prince's heart. He once recruited him, but he refused to side with the princeling, and the prince was unwilling to let him go.

People like King Zhennan would make the prince uneasy whenever he breathed. Only if he died, died completely, and completely disappeared from this world, could he rest in peace.

Mr. Mo burned the letter and watched the letter slowly turn into ashes. This was the fourth letter he had received, and the time between letters became shorter and shorter.

It seemed that the prince had lost his composure.

Mr. Mo curled his lips slightly - Are you so anxious to die? Whatever.

Then let Lincheng be your soul-calling place.

……

By the wild lake, Yan Ruyu got out of the car and wanted to help make dinner, but Huo Changhe wouldn't let her move and only let her play and rest.

She got some water and vegetables from the space, set up a fruit plate, and walked around, enjoying herself.

The small lake is indeed not big, and you can see the opposite shore at a glance. Huo Changhe took off his boots, rolled up his trousers, and held a freshly made harpoon in his hand.

The water surface is sparkling, and occasionally fish shadows flash under the water. Sure enough, they are white, with slightly golden heads.

"Shh!"

"Whoa!"

A fish was stabbed by Huo Changhe, shaking its head left and right, stirring up water droplets.

Yan Ruyu looked at the water and cheered loudly. The secret guard also stretched his neck to watch. He originally wanted to go into the water to help, but the prince refused, saying that he wanted to personally catch fish for the princess to eat, and no one else was allowed to interfere.

The secret guard couldn't get enough of the sight and caught two fat rabbits in the grass.

When Huo Changhe saw it, he suddenly felt victorious and grabbed several in a row.

Grilled fish, roasted rabbit, and cooked a pot of porridge in a small pot. The dinner was simple but extremely delicious.

Yan Ruyu originally wanted to sleep in a tent at night, but Huo Changhe said it was too cold and it would be more comfortable to sleep in a carriage, so the two slept in the carriage.

The curtains were lifted halfway, the night breeze blew in, and you could see the starry sky when you turned your head, which was really beautiful.

Unknowingly, just as I was about to drift off to sleep, I vaguely heard a "plop".

Yan Ruyu immediately opened her eyes. Huo Changhe had already sat up and looked out of the car window.

The secret guard on the tree whispered: "Your Majesty, please go down and take a look."

The car behind didn't move. Huo Changhe had given instructions when setting off that no matter what happened, the duty of the secret guard was to keep an eye on the carriage and the people inside.

The secret guard searched for a while by the grass to make sure that the sound was not coming from here. The wind blew against his face, carrying a faint smell of blood.

The secret guard stared at the opposite bank.

The grass was shaking slightly, and a piece of it seemed to have collapsed in the middle, but the night was too dark and the distance was too far to see clearly.

He stepped back a few meters, raised his energy and jumped up. With a few jumps and jumps, he skimmed the water to the other side.

As soon as he landed, he smelled a stronger smell of blood.

There were also a few drops of blood on the tips of the grass on the side.

Putting his fingers on the handle of the knife, he took the knife out of its sheath and followed the blood trail.