ten mile river moon

After arranging everything, since the county government has hidden guards watching, once something happens, the news will be known immediately, so the most important thing at the moment is to unravel the poison of Yinxiangcao for those girls.

Although those girls haven't reached the level of inducing fragrance into their bones, they still ingest too much Yinvanilla, so the girls still have the toxin of Yinvanilla in their bodies.

Fortunately, although Mu Xing does not have the saving skills that can kill people like Wen Ting, Mu Xing is definitely better at detoxification than Wen Ting. Therefore, as soon as Jiang Lie finished the arrangement, Mu Xing had already Start to prepare guys to detoxify those women.

Liu Chengyue has always felt that Chinese medicine is very magical. Before, he was usually injured suddenly or something, and he couldn't see the whole thing from the beginning. This time, he knew why those girls were poisoned, and Mu Xing, a master poisoner, was present to do it himself. , so of course Liu Chengyue would not let go of this great opportunity to watch.

In the room, Mu Xing scooped out the scalding hot water from the wooden barrel and put it in a small basin, then took out a needle bag, picked out a long and thin silver needle from it, and stuck it on the woman's hands and feet. A few needles were pricked at several large points in the area.

Then, Mu Xing took out a medicine bottle from his medicine box, poured out a pill from it, and asked the woman to take it.After half a stick of incense time passed, black blood began to ooze from the eye of the needle. Mu Xing quickly wrung out the soft cloth towel in the small basin and applied it on the woman's hands and feet. Mu Xing didn't replace it until the blood from the eye of the needle turned bright red. One, keep getting the needles.

Mu Xing was fast and experienced, and the twenty or so girls were all detoxified very quickly, and Zhang Fangzi was prescribed to let the dark guards grab the medicine and boil it for three days to these girls. At this point, the poison of Yin Vanilla was solved.

Liu Chengyue and Jiang Lie returned to the room. After washing, Jiang Lie looked at Liu Chengyue, who was a little distracted, and said softly: "What's the matter? I have been distracted since washing up."

Liu Chengyue pounced on Jiang Lie, "What do you think about Wen Ting now? Is he in danger in the South Vietnam Congress?" After all, the people in the South Vietnam Kingdom don't seem to be so friendly, and when they were in Ye Shuicheng, the two inexplicable The people of Nanyue still don't know what's going on, this time Wen Ting goes to Nanyue alone, I don't know if it will be dangerous.

Jiang Lie hugged Liu Chengyue who was lying on his body tightly, no wonder he was out of his mind, his feeling was that seeing Mu Xing detoxifying those women reminded Wen Ting, but... "Aren't you afraid that I will get angry when you think about other people in front of me? "

Liu Chengyue looked at Jiang Lie who was pretending to be serious, and couldn't help laughing, "No, I'm telling you something serious!"

Jiang Lie pinched Liu Chengyue's waist, which had already begun to have soft flesh, "I'm serious too."

Liu Chengyue wanted to say something, but Jiang Lie blocked her mouth presciently, and then Liu Xiaoshou, who was out of control, couldn't help but hugged Jiang Lie's neck. Jiang Lie turned over and pressed the person under him, quickly Stripping off the clothes of a teary-eyed little shou, flickering candles, the windy and snowy winter night is still long, just enough to do some pleasant things...

Different from the windy and snowy weather in Fengcheng, the weather in Nanyue Kingdom is warm all year round. In a small courtyard in Lingcheng, the capital of Nanyue Kingdom, Wen Ting looked at a tall and tall man vigorously. His face was handsome, his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were clear, his thin lips were slightly pursed, giving people a sense of coldness for no reason, but at this moment his eyes were full of helplessness.

Both of them didn't speak, Wen Ting glared at the man angrily, while the man drank tea by himself, the atmosphere was a little awkward, the man regretted that he took action himself, otherwise Wen Ting wouldn't have been like this...

Wen Ting had just arrived in this mausoleum for a few days, because the master had already said that his mother was the daughter of Marquis Dingnan, so Wen Ting naturally set his sights on Marquis Dingnan's mansion.

In fact, Wen Ting didn't know what it meant to prove those questions now. Why was his mother declared dead by her husband and fled to Beichu?Who were those two South Vietnamese men in Ye Shuicheng who were chasing after him?Is it a coincidence that I was involved in the mine case or was it intentional?

Many years have passed since what happened back then, and Wen Ting has never met his parents, and after learning the information from his master, Wen Ting seems to have no other emotions similar to revenge except a little sentimental.It doesn't matter whether he is cold or cold, Wen Ting doesn't know why he has to pursue him.

But the master asked him to go with Chengyue and the others. Wen Ting didn't understand, and even prepared to treat it with a negative attitude.But on the way to the capital, Wen Ting watched Liu Chengyue and Jiang Lie advancing and retreating hand in hand, working hard for something that seemed meaningless to him.

Wen Ting seemed to feel that he should do something, besides, his mother risked her life to give birth to him, if he didn't even find out what happened to her back then, it would be a bit unfilial.In addition, according to what the master said, Yong'an Wang Ke is also an insider of the secret of the Longjue jade pendant, maybe he can gain something, and he can also help Jiang Lie and Liu Chengyue.

After making up his mind, Wen Ting went south to Lingcheng by himself. After so many years, the trade between South Vietnam and North Chu has become more and more smooth and frequent. When guests do business, communication is not hindered, and gold and silver can be circulated, so Wen Ting did not encounter too many difficulties in Lingcheng.

This is the first time for Wen Ting to come to South Vietnam. He had heard many rumors about the country of South Vietnam before, so it was natural that he could not see it when he came to the most prosperous royal capital in South Vietnam.

There are people coming and going on the street, some are dancing snakes, some are juggling, some are selling gadgets...Wen Ting doesn't care much about the things that can be seen in Beichu, but he is very interested in those herbal medicine stalls. It's because of something else, but he can't even recognize some herbs.

For a genius doctor, who has been exposed to all kinds of herbs since childhood and has read all kinds of medical books, herbs that he doesn't know are more attractive than ten thousand taels of gold.

Squatting on the ground to look through the herbs carefully, and chatting with the stall owner by the way, Wen Ting was so excited that he ignored the complicated gaze of a man not far away.Wen Ting returned to the inn with a large bag of medicinal herbs, and after picking and choosing, he happily went to develop the herbal medicine.

At night, when he was supposed to fall asleep, a black shadow streaked across the night sky and headed straight for a compound.The black shadow is Wen Ting. Through the news he heard in the teahouses on the street these days, he already has a general understanding of the situation in the Dingnanhou Mansion. Is there any gain.

Although Dingnanhou's Mansion has declined somewhat, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the background is still there. The Hou's mansion looks very exquisite. Although the area is not very large, the pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water are quite impressive. Compared with the magnificent houses of those businessmen who got rich overnight, it is much better.

Although it was already late at night, the Dingnanhou Mansion was extremely lively, and laughter could be heard from the hall from afar.Wen Ting lay on the eaves of a roof and carefully stared at the scene of people drinking wine in the hall, and then he was a little disappointed, he didn't know anyone...

However, the banquet in Dingnanhou's Mansion provided convenience for Wen Ting to do certain things. Wen Ting smiled, turned and walked towards the backyard. After careful identification, Wen Ting locked a place that looked like a study. Room.

There are two lanterns in the courtyard, the halo is dim, and they can only illuminate a place one or two feet away. Wen Ting leaned on the courtyard wall and looked around carefully. When he practiced his skills, he was dragged away with his mouth covered.

Now, Wen Ting is looking at a guy who has been missing for two years and is going crazy with anger. At first, he left without saying a word. What? !

Looking at the angry Wen Ting, Gu Yueru felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking of the reason why he left Yaowang Valley in the first place, he still restrained his desire to hug the person in front of him.

He is a person who is burdened with too many things, and he may die at any time, so he really can't open his arms to accept such a beautiful Wen Ting.

If I knew that I would not be impulsive when I was in Dingnanhou's Mansion, I would drag him away by myself, but after thinking about letting my subordinates go, Gu Yueru felt that he should not want such a situation to happen...

The two of them were relatively silent like this, but neither of them wanted to speak first, and the atmosphere was stagnant...

Looking at the "calm" Gu Yueru, Wen Ting felt a little sad. In the past, when he stared at him, he would hug and coax him for a long time, but now he doesn't even want to say anything to himself...

Wen Ting sighed in his heart, got up and walked towards Gu Yueru, Gu Yueru looked at Wen Ting who was walking towards him, and told himself to leave here, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move.

Wen Ting leaned over and hugged the man, "Brother, don't hide anymore, okay? If you don't like that, we can be brothers like before..."

Gu Yueru's body froze, and his heart ached. Ever since he was brought back to Yaowang Valley by his master, and when he saw Wen Ting, who was white and fat like a glutinous rice dumpling, Gu Yueru felt that this person was really nice, and he must be very nice. It hurts him a lot.

Later, Gu Yueru became Wen Ting's senior brother, and he really hurt Wen Ting to the bone, but he never thought that the person he cared for would one day say such things to him... and even more What he didn't expect was that he was secretly happy about it, and while he spurned himself, Gu Yueru left the Valley of the Medicine King overnight. He couldn't accept it. He had to let him down...

He always thought that the young man's emotions were probably just out of his own care. Maybe if he left, he could throw away those emotions that shouldn't have appeared, and then return to the original path...

Sensing Gu Yueru's ecstasy, Wen Ting hugged him and said softly, "Senior brother, answer me..."

Gu Yueru felt the warm wind in his ears, it was a little itchy, and something seemed to be pouring out of his heart, but he still had to suppress those emotions that shouldn't appear, "We are brothers from the beginning, and the water in Dingnanhou's mansion It's very deep, and you can't explore it alone. I still have something to do, so I'll go first, and if you have something to do, tell the servants."

Wen Ting felt that this embrace was so warm that he didn't want to let go, but the words spoken by the person he was hugging were like a basin of ice water poured on his body, every pore was clamoring, exuding Sensen's coldness...

Taking advantage of Wen Ting's trance, Gu Yueru cruelly separated those hands and strode out of the room, leaving Wen Ting alone at the table.

Wen Ting looked at the figure of his senior brother leaving, and felt that his heart ached, but no matter how painful it was, no one would come to hug him, and told himself not to be sad because he was there.Just like every day and night in the past two years, Wen Ting couldn't figure out why some things changed as soon as they were said to change?

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God, why do I feel a little abused? !This is not my intention. . . .