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

Yan Ruyu looked carefully at the sachets and jade pendants. It was hard to see whether these were useful or not.

You have to take them away and meet their owner to find out.

"These are on her desk," the headmaster pointed to the pages. "There is also a book of poems on the table."

Yan Ruyu looked at the lamp and wrote poems about lovesickness, "You miss me and I miss you".

The poem is nothing, the key is the signature: Li Cangzhe.

Yan Ruyu didn't know who this person was, and had no impression, but his surname was Li.

Could it be that he is the son of Deputy City Ambassador Li?

Yan Ruyu thought about it and didn't remember Huo Changhe mentioning this deputy city envoy. He was probably suppressed by Shen Huaixin and had no sense of existence.

Generally speaking, the city protector has one or two deputy city envoys, usually arranged by the court to check and balance each other. But in fact, most of the deputy city envoys are the confidants of the main city envoy. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the main city envoy has many people in his hands. With military power, one level higher can crush people to death. Unless the deputy city envoy has a special background, why should he fight with others.

As for what it would be like to be Shen Huaixin's deputy city envoy, you don't need to think about it.

Yan Ruyu put the paper away and asked the boss to wait outside the window. She cleared her throat and Beibei outside the door said a few concluding remarks before closing the door.

Taolu and Yezi, who were on the opposite side, thought they had won the quarrel. They cursed a few words proudly and went back to the house.

Yan Ruyu told Beibei: "Don't eat the food here. It's best not to touch it. We had a quarrel just now. There shouldn't be anything later. You wait here while I go out."

Beibei was a little nervous, more worried, but they were here to investigate, so he couldn't hold back.

"Okay, master, go ahead and I'll wait here."

Yan Ruyu gave him two hidden weapons and asked him to take medicine that could cure hundreds of poisons. Then he went out through the back window and blended into the night with the boss.

When they came, they sprinkled some fragrant powder on the roadside to mark them. Now they searched all the way and found the place where they passed.

The headmaster pointed not far away: "Over there, I looked at that courtyard. Both the orientation and the architecture are different from other places."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Let's start from there."

The two were light, silent, agile and quick, blending into the night.

……

Aunt Yun returned with the empty bowl and returned to life. Jiang Xianyu was looking through the roster at the desk.

"Master, the beauty soup has been delivered to Xiantao. I watched her drink it with my own eyes."

Jiang Xianyu glanced at the empty bowl: "She has established her skills, but that doesn't make her think she can ride on her master's head."

"You are absolutely right."

Jiang Xianyu closed the book: "After this bowl, if she doesn't come to admit her mistake and beg for mercy after an hour, then send her on her way. Although it is not easy for her to have a face like this, a slave must behave like a slave. "

Aunt Yun nodded and her attitude became more respectful: "Yes, master, don't worry. If she doesn't come, I will go and do it myself. I will definitely make her understand and die. Then I will also ask other people to see it, so that they can all Understand this."

Jiang Xianyu smiled slightly: "My aunt understands me best. It's also thanks to you taking care of those lowly maids."

"This is what a slave should do."

Jiang Xianyu took a medicine bottle from the drawer and gave it to her: "You deserve this."

Aunt Yun took the bottle, held it in the palm of her hand, lowered her head and said, "Thank you, Master, for the reward. I will leave this servant."

She took a few steps back before turning around, clenching the bottle in her hand so hard that her finger bones were almost crushed.

……

It was dark at night, and the head of the family led Yan Ruyu into a courtyard. She was in front, blocking Yan Ruyu behind her, and walked cautiously every step of the way.

"This is indeed weird," Yan Ruyu said softly, "it feels eerie."

The boss held the knife in one hand and did not dare to be careless at all: "Be careful."

The yard is not big, but it is surrounded by rooms. The yard is square and the bricks on the ground are of different colors. Several dark bricks form a circle, and in the middle is a complex paved square with various colored tiles. and blurry patterns.

The headmaster whispered: "Be careful, those tiles might be an ambush."

Yan Ruyu looked at the ground and her eyes narrowed slightly: "I have seen this pattern before."

The leader was surprised: "Did you come here last time?"

"No," Yan Ruyu shook her head, "I've seen it elsewhere."

This pattern was the same as the one she had carved out from the two mountain-suppressing beasts in the underground stone room of the villa.

There is also this pattern on the cloth jacket of the great Confucian scholar.

I didn't expect to see him here again.

Yan Ruyu's heart sank. These things were increasing layer by layer, increasing the weight on her heart.

"It's okay, we'll talk about this later," she retracted her thoughts and pointed towards the house.

The head master nodded, walked to the bottom of the steps and took another look, nothing was wrong. He threw two hidden weapons down the steps to the door, there was nothing wrong with them.

But for some reason, Yan Ruyu felt cold in her heart.

When the headmaster stepped forward to push the door open, Yan Ruyu couldn't help but hold her breath.

Without moving her gaze, she watched as the door of the house was pushed open, the night wind slowly poured in, and there was a slight rustling sound in the house.

A faint aroma wafted out from the house.

The boss covered his mouth and nose and looked back at her.

Yan Ruyu walked up the steps and walked to the door of the house. The aroma was neither unpleasant nor poisonous.

The two of them went in, and the headmaster gently closed the door.

There were no lights in the room, and some light came in through the cracks in the windows and doors. It took a while for the two of them to adapt.

The headmaster whispered: "Why do the hairs on my hair stand on end after feeling this place?"

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Indeed, I don't know what is in it."

"But I don't see anything here," the boss said, glancing to the right, "It's really strange, why are they hanging clothes in the house?"

Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes slightly and looked to the right.

There are more than a dozen poles draped across the beams, and there are five or six pieces of clothing on each pole, spread out flat without any wrinkles.

When the wind blew in just now, there was a rustling sound, which must have come from these.

The same goes for aroma.

The boss walked over and looked up. The bottom edge of these clothes was a head higher than her head.

She had to reach out to touch it.

She raised her hand and was about to touch it when Yan Ruyu suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Don't touch it!"

The headmaster quickly took his hand back and his breathing became tight.

"I was rude. Is this... poisonous?"

Yan Ruyu said nothing, and turned to look to the left. The left side was the same as the right side, with a pole set up, and the sun on the pole was no less than here.

Yan Ruyu walked to the headmaster and looked up. She couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body and a chill on the back of her neck.

This feeling is really rare for Yan Ruyu.

The boss noticed that she was not in a good mood and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Yan Ruyu stood for a moment, her voice calm, but under her calmness, she suppressed her turbulent emotions.

"These are not clothes."