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

Unexpectedly, Yin Ding slapped the little skinny man to tears.

"Brother, why are you crying?" You're not crying in pain, are you?

The little thin man wiped away his tears: "It's okay, I just feel that everyone is so kind to me."

Yin Ding felt sour in his heart: "Brothers, we should take care of each other. You are working hard in the mountains, so if you pull more things, we can rest assured."

The little thin man thanked him profusely and drove off in his carriage. Silver ingots and spring knives whistled to see him out of the town.

Bee Whistle asked in a low voice: "Brother Dao, that thing on his head is really bright, what is it?"

Quandao shook his head: "I don't know either, but the prince seems to have one too."

Yin Ding was envious and wanted to show off: "I have one too."

He took out the flashlight from his arms and turned it on with great care, and the bright light immediately shot out.

Quandao and Fengxiao's eyes widened: "Brother Tuotuo, what is this?"

"This is the light of the sun!"

The three of them studied light, and Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe put on their night clothes and went to Qi's house.

The night has long been dark, and everything in Qi's house is pitch black, like a giant beast dormant in the darkness.

Enter from the back door, follow the path you took during the day, and first go to the place that makes Yan Ruyu's heart throb and feel uncomfortable.

"Yu'er, will it be too uncomfortable?" Huo Changhe was worried, "But I can't bear it for you."

"It's okay, don't worry, I can bear it," Yan Ruyu smiled, "Look, I'm not fine now. I've experienced it once, and it doesn't have any impact."

I didn't want to tell him at first, for fear that he would worry, but before I came, I thought that if something went wrong and what happened last time happened again, he would be mentally prepared.

As we got closer and closer to the last place, Huo Changhe's heart tightened more and more.

"How is it?" He squeezed Yan Ruyu's hand unconsciously, "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I will take you away."

Yan Ruyu nodded, feeling a little nervous. After all, this was an unknown matter and she had no clue.

Two meters, one meter, half a meter...

Yan Ruyu's heart beat faster, but the uncomfortable feeling from last time did not come back.

Instead of feeling happy, she felt a little disappointed. What's going on?

This is tantamount to cutting flesh with a dull knife, it would be easier to do it all at once.

"It's okay, let's search slowly," Huo Changhe held her hand tightly, "I don't want to find out the truth at the expense of your discomfort."

Yan Ruyu said helplessly: "Okay, let's leave here first. Go see Qi Xuanliang's wife."

During the two visits to Qi's house, Yan Ruyu failed to see Qi Xuanliang's frail wife.

This time at night, I want to take a closer look to see what is wrong with her.

The Qi family has many doctors and countless herbal medicines, including the second master who "died of illness" and the young lady who has been ill for a long time.

really interesting.

Having been to the old lady's yard last time, Yan Ruyu knew it well and could basically guess where the sick and frail lady lived.

There was still snow on the ground, which squeaked when she stepped on it. Huo Changhe led her across the branches and roof, and the snow on the branches fell silently.

Before reaching the yard, I saw a lamp coming from not far away, walking through the corridor, with hurried steps and coughing sounds.

is her.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe held their breath in tacit agreement and looked at the people below.

Song Qingyao took the maid with her, and the maid held a lantern in her hand. Her breath was unsteady and she couldn't stand well, but she still tried her best to move forward.

"Young madam," the maid said distressedly, "How about I go talk to you."

"No, I can't sleep in the yard. Let's go."

The master and servant staggered forward.

Yan Ruyu didn't know where she was going, so she and Huo Changhe were following behind.

Arriving at a courtyard, the boy in front of the courtyard asked, "Who is he?"

"It's our young lady, asking to see the old man."

The boy's tone became gentler: "It turns out to be the young lady. Please wait a moment while I go in and report."

It turned out that he was here to see the old man.

Yan Ruyu glanced towards the old man's yard. The lights were on in the room, and after a moment, the boy came out.

"Young Madam, the old man is busy, you..."

"You tell grandpa that I have something urgent and I must report it face to face. I will wait until grandpa is free."

The boy had no choice but to go in again, this time for a relatively short time, and came out and said: "Young madam, please come in."

Song Qingyao walked in, and the young man stopped the maid: "The old man said, the young lady can only go in alone."

Song Qingyao nodded to the maid and entered the study.

Huo Changhe took Yan Ruyu to the back window.

The old man was in front of the bookshelf, flipping through something, with his back to the door. He didn't turn around when he heard the noise.

"What's the matter with you? You have to tell me late at night."

"Grandpa, grandson-in-law didn't mean to disturb me, but something happened suddenly and my husband... was in danger!"

The old man was startled and immediately turned around: "What?"

"What happened? Please tell me."

Song Qingyao coughed a few times and weakly held the chair.

"Sit down and talk," the old man frowned and urged, "What happened?"

"Grandfather, something happened to my husband in Heiguan Village! All the medicinal materials were robbed, and all the servants and guards were killed. Fortunately, my husband was spared his life."

Song Qingyao finished speaking breathlessly, with tears streaming down her face.

Mr. Qi looked shocked: "Well, when did this happen?"

Song Qingyao took out a letter from her sleeve. It was said to be a letter, but in fact it was just a few lines of words.

The handwriting is sloppy and not very good, but the content and dark red color are shocking.

Qi Xuanliang is in our hands. If we want to redeem him, only one person is allowed to come with 3 taels of silver notes.

"Grandpa, this is a letter written by Heiguanzhai."

"Where did you find it? Who sent it? What does it look like?" Mr. Qi took the letter and asked three questions in a row.

Song Qingyao shook her head: "I don't know about that either. I just heard a sound in the yard. When the maid went out and took a look, she saw this letter tied to a blood-stained stone."

The old man looked carefully under the lamp and found that there were indeed some blood stains on the letter paper. It must be that there was too much blood on the stone and it penetrated the envelope.

"Grandfather," Song Qingyao knelt down, "please save my husband."

The old man looked up at her, frowning and speechless for a moment.

3 taels is not a small number.

The Qi family has wealth, but [-]... not to mention the three carts of medicinal materials from before, which is also a huge sum of money. They were transported from Yaowang Valley, which is different from ordinary ones.

But this is about my grandson's life.

No, not just the grandson’s life.

"Grandpa," Song Qingyao took out another cloth bag with several pieces of jewelry inside, "I have been married to my husband for many years. Every year on my birthday, he gives me a piece of jewelry. I will pawn these tomorrow and exchange them for money, grandson-in-law. , there are only so many.”

She knelt forward a few steps and begged every word: "Grandpa, please!"

Outside the window, Yan Ruyu had countless doubts in her heart.

The little thin man clearly asked Qi Xuanliang to write a letter to his family to report that he was safe, but he didn't agree. Moreover, the mountain col was hidden and no one would find out for a while.

If so, who wrote the ransom note?