Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

He guessed right, the prepared snow muscle grass had no effect on Ao Yi.

So he will definitely go to the northwest to look for fresh snowgrass.

Based on the intelligence received, it was basically confirmed that Ao Yi was the person behind the group of ghost merchants. No wonder they tracked down the location of their transaction, only to find that they had retreated.

Calculating the time, he should have received an order to kidnap Nanshan.

Thinking of Nanshan being kidnapped by Ao Yi, Xuan Qing also felt angry.

When can he let her go?

Xuan Qing also thought about it, and sent a letter to Wutong Garden, asking the old housekeeper to replace the spirit that was following him this time, and asked the old housekeeper to arrange for a spirit that was better at concealing his whereabouts to follow him to the northwest.

In the deep lake on the outskirts of Langzhou, Xiaohong was sitting in a daze outside her room. She had gone to the pharmacy in the past few days and bought almost all the snowgrass in Langzhou, but she could not see any improvement in her benefactor.

The benefactor said that the Xuekisa herbal medicine was fragile and could be effective in curing diseases when used on a human body. But now, because of the forcible refining of the poison, he has become neither a human nor a monster.

Therefore, the concocted snow muscle grass has no effect on him.

Therefore, the current method is to go to the northwest to find medicinal materials. The medicinal materials need to be taken within five days of being collected. It is still possible to give it a try.

Early the next morning, there was a convoy heading northwest in Langzhou.

The convoy basically only has one master, one maid, and then there are carts of supplies.

The convoy left Langzhou on the same day. The gangsters outside the city were already in groups. This time, seeing the sparse convoy leaving the city gate, they naturally regarded them as fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Unfortunately, they were exhausted after not following for long. As they watched the caravan go further and further away, it was difficult for them to get even closer. Naturally, they gained no benefit at all.

A few people just thought that this caravan was very evil, so they lay down on the spot and had a good rest. At a glance, there was no trace of the caravan anywhere.

However, they did not intend to chase after them. The world is not very good, but it is not too difficult in Langzhou. There are so many trucks of supplies, but there are only two people. Those of them who have traveled a long way can't help but think of "ghost merchants". When the world was in bad times, there was a mysterious caravan on the rivers and lakes. There were not many people, but they were all capable people and strangers. It was said that those who wanted to rob the world were unsuccessful.

Several people gathered together to check each other and found that no one had any obvious injuries and their minds were still clear, so they went home.

"Has the letter been sent?"

A male voice came from the carriage, and the maid sitting at the front of the carriage driving the horse respectfully replied: "Sent it out."

"Okay." Ao Yi said nothing and closed his eyes to rest.

Driving out of the city gate, he raised the car curtain and looked at the city gate, which was getting smaller and smaller. He gently placed a hand on his chest, where there was a small petal of purple crystal.

"You will come to me." His thin lips parted slightly, and a wrinkle formed at the corner of his pale mouth. He smiled softly, with a fiery and persistent look in his eyes. His flushed face soon began to ooze with coughing. beads of sweat.

"Benefactor?"

"nothing."

Xiaohong tightened the reins in her hands and flicked her whip, causing the carriage to go faster.

They must go to the northwest to find medicine as soon as possible.

In a dark alley somewhere in Langzhou, a man in a black cloak read the letter, rubbed it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

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Nanshan Yun received a letter from Tianyu Mountain early in the morning, and he became anxious. The master was going to retreat, and he didn't say when he would leave the retreat. He just said that he would contact you at that time. Really, he was not qualified to arrange Nanshan You's retreat. Something happened?

He really doesn't understand what's so special about Nanshanyou that deserves the master's attention? Could it be that she really has a special destiny and cannot be easily touched?

Forget it, Xiaoqing's wedding is coming soon and she doesn't want to worry about it anymore.

Today, Nanshan Yun invited Mr. Bai family to discuss it at home. Originally, this was a matter that the mistresses should discuss, but Wang was seriously ill and had not seen guests for several years. And the mistress of the Bai family, since her legitimate son... He probably also hated the merchants in Langzhou.

In fact, that incident had little to do with him, Nan Shanyun. It was just that Nan Shanyun was the acting president of the Chamber of Commerce that year. Everyone accused the Bai family of being unruly, and he couldn't say anything.

Back then, who knew that his legitimate son would come back disabled after wandering around?

Nanshan Yun still doesn't feel that he should bear the blame. What's the point?

Over there, Ms. Wang didn’t get up this morning, so Nanshan went to take her pulse and found out that she was overworked. It was not a big deal, but Ms. Wang had been unwilling to find a doctor from outside. No need.

Nanshan thought for a while and went to ask the doctor. After the doctor came, he went through the motions and prescribed a medicine that had no effect and left.

Nanshan looked at the prescription, added some supplements, and then asked Aunt Cui to go out and get the medicine.

"Mom, Xiaoyou is with you today." Nanshan thought for a while and said.

"No, you can go. With my illness, it doesn't make much difference whether I accompany you or not." Wang's face looked dejected today. Nanshan vaguely felt that something had happened, but seeing Wang's behavior, he didn't say anything in the end. , just bowed and left.

"Miss, is she rich?" Achun asked softly from the side.

"It's just a mental illness, I can't cure it." Nanshan looked ahead. In front of him was the half-open door of the courtyard, and he couldn't see the scenery and sky outside.

Just like Wang's heart, it seems to be open, but no one can see it.

There are dark clouds gathering in the sky today, it's a bit dull, and it seems like it's going to rain quite a bit.

Ah Chun prepared a thin cloak and put it on Nanshan.

After the consultation, he walked out of the medical thatched cottage. A Zhuang had already stopped the carriage at the door: "Miss, the master would like to ask you to speak to Xuanji Pavilion."

"Xuanji Pavilion?"

"It's the master's medicine shop." Achun reminded from the side.

Oh, I seem to have heard him say that? I can’t remember clearly: “Okay, let’s go.”

Nanshan closed her eyes and rested in the carriage. She hadn't looked after her for a long time. Today she went to the medical clinic to look for her in person. Nanshan took her pulse and saw that she looked good. However, after giving birth to her third child, her body still needed to be cultivated, so he gave her another She prescribed several preparations.

The two talked for a while, then went back without leaving.

Nanshan lamented that being a mother was not easy, even for the mistress of a wealthy family like Gu Buli, let alone a woman from an ordinary family.

Nanshan came up with the idea of ​​opening a women's medical clinic.

Mrs. Wang will definitely not agree, but when she is better raised, she should reveal something to her. After all, Nanshan You is probably not her child.

Based on Nanshan's observations during this period, maybe Wang knew about this, so she had been unable to control her inner demons, which led to her illness.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of a shop. Nanshan got off the car and looked up to see the words "Xuanji Pavilion" on the plaque.

She remembered that when she was promoting cold pills at the medical clinic, it seemed that a company called Xuanji Pavilion also participated, but Xuanji Pavilion mainly dealt in herbal medicine and did not join.

An old man was greeted at the door. Nanshan looked familiar, but they were taken directly to the flower hall in the backyard of Xuanji Pavilion by A Zhuang.

"You're here." Xuan Qing also greeted her and led her to the table.

"Is it you?" Yao Jinting stood aside, thinking about the arrival of some distinguished guests. When he saw Nanshan coming in, he was surprised.