cold moon is king

After recuperating for several days, Lu Jinyin was finally able to go to the ground. Gu Chengan prescribed a few warming and tonic medicines, and gave Chu Jiangli a white porcelain bottle, and drove the two out of his house.

He has already read the letter from the Poison King, and it turns out that people who use poison are more familiar with the medicinal properties of poisonous herbs. It is difficult to buy poisonous herbs in the market. Due to water and soil problems, they only grow on the border of Louma Kingdom. It is not easy to eat them alone. To kill a person, if he and He Bai are subdued together, just a single leaf can kill a person.

This kind of medicine was sold secretly in the past. Since the smuggling decree came out a few years ago, many smugglers were caught, and the herbal medicine was also handed over to the national treasury. This medicine has almost disappeared from the market.

It took him a lot of effort to ask someone to get him two taels for research.

It is also said that it was obtained for him from the treasury.

Chu Jiangli's face changed slightly when he knew this, and he only said that he knew it, and then took him back. The porcelain bottle was filled with a better medicine for suppressing the poison that Gu Chengan had researched.

And the medicine—

Not that great either.

Chu Jiangli asked if he had to take it, because Gu Chengan said that this medicine could not completely cure the poison, and the poison was inherently strong and could not be dragged on. It was forcibly suppressed by his previous medicines, and now it is difficult to cure for a long time. Entanglement, even if you find the right antidote, it will be difficult to untie it.

I can only watch Gu Chengan slowly study it, or see if there are other antidotes.

Lu Jinyin's complexion gradually recovered, but he could only use this medicine to hang his life in the future. Chu Jiangli didn't seem to show it, but he stood alone in the courtyard for several days and nights, not knowing what he was thinking.

Knowing that he was blaming himself, Lu Jinyin pretended to be crazy a few times but failed to comfort him, so he gave up, and simply shackled him in his arms every night, making it impossible for him to get up.

The source of the poison is difficult to ascertain, if it is in the treasury, it is the work of the people in the court, if it is from the Louma country... then it is even more difficult.

After more than a month, the poison was irritated again, and the medicine was really effective. It didn't take days to get rid of the poison like the first time, but it only took half an hour for the strange patterns on Lu Jinyin's body to fade away. .

Lu Jinyin's whole body seemed to be soaked in water, it was wet, Chu Jiangli held him in his arms, and wiped off the sweat from his body with a cloth towel, Lu Jinyin's hair roots were soaked, The thin lips were pressed tightly together in pain, and the body shrank together and convulsed.

Chu Jiangli had never been so powerless.

He could only hug someone to comfort him, but he couldn't do anything else.

Qu Shuangyun came here a few times, and every time he came, he brought tonics, and he looked at Lu Jinyin with undisguised eyes. Every word and every word was inseparable from Lu Jinyin's health. If he didn't understand, he really thought that Qu Shuangyun was concerned. Prince, now in Chu Jiangli's ears, these words have become a reminder.

Qu Shuangyun is also one of the suspects of this poison.

After all, wasn't Qu Shuangyun recognized by Queen Lou Ma?

Didn't the poisonous weed come from Lou Ma Kingdom?

It can't be blamed on Chu Jiangli's carelessness. He looks like a suspect to everyone now, and he is very sensitive.

After a few days, I talked about Louma Kingdom's envoy to Beijing in the court. Louma Kingdom is also a big country like Daxia, and the Louma royal family still has a relationship with Concubine Yun. It's not easy to treat them as casually as before. good.

The Minister of Rites thought about Concubine Yun's wireless favor on weekdays, so he proposed to meet the envoy with the highest etiquette, but he didn't want Lu Anyan's face to darken, and reprimanded him, and the Minister of Rites hurriedly knelt on the ground to apologize. He flattered the horse's hooves.

Who knows that Lu Anyan is very jealous and disgusted by foreigners, but it is not too much to give Lou Ma Guolai this kind of treatment, but the obsequious appearance in the scriptures of the Minister of Rites is really difficult to wait for the elegant hall, which made Lu Anyan extremely disgusted.

Chu Jiangli closed his eyes and remained silent, but Lu Anyan asked him the question.

"Chu Aiqing, who has been ill for many days, finally returned to court. I am very pleased. What does Chu Aiqing think about this matter now?"

Only then did Chu Jiangli raise his eyes, and he looked at the emperor on the high seat expressionlessly, "Going back to the emperor, I feel that the usual etiquette for envoys to visit is enough."

Lu Anyan raised his eyebrows, "Then what does Wen Aiqing think?"

Footsteps of a man on the opposite side of Chu Jiangli

Weidong stood up, "Go back to the emperor, what General Chu said is true."

The man suddenly glanced at Chu Jiangli, then turned his head again, "But—this matter has nothing to do with the imperial concubine, if a hasty decision is made, it will be embarrassing for the imperial concubine, and if the envoys of Lou Ma Kingdom are allowed to receive courtesy, it will be very difficult for Daxia's prosperity. It can also have new cognitions, and it can also reflect the importance His Majesty attaches to imperial concubines."

"In this way - Master Wu's words are somewhat reasonable."

Lu Anyan laughed, "You are the only one who can talk."

Wu Li, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, lay on the ground with a bitter expression on his face. He just wanted to give the imperial concubine a good impression. Who knew the emperor would lose his temper like this?

"Wu Aiqing, get up."

Lu Anyan gently rubbed the handle of the dragon chair with his fingertips, his eyes turned around and then fell on Wen Lingxuan, "Then I will leave this matter to Wen Aiqing, how about it?"

Wen Lingxuan buried his head deeply in his wide sleeves, "Yes—"

It was night, amidst the howling and howling wind and rain outside the house, the man was sitting at the desk in only thin obscene clothes. He had little interest in those books on etiquette and morality, but those people had been ordered long ago, and the books on martial arts were full. In a cabinet, he randomly flipped through a book, and was attracted by the plot of the book.

It's just that the more he looked behind, the more puzzled he became.

Why is the male apprentice and the master together?

Isn't Master a man?

Why did he give birth to his apprentice's children?

Thinking of that villain, his face darkened, and he slammed the notebook on the ground, probably that villain did it on purpose.What are the dirty things prepared!

Shen Miao also lost interest in reading, wandering around the room non-stop, the last time...

That day was also a night full of wind and rain, he hadn't slept yet, but curled up on the bed with his eyes closed, and a warm body covered him behind him, the hot and humid breath of that person sprayed on his neck, and the temperature on his face became warmer. It was getting higher and higher, and it was burning red, and the man refused to let him touch his face.

In the end, he couldn't bear to slap his hands away, and he grabbed the quilt tightly, looking like a molested maiden woman. He stared at his villain and shouted: "What are you doing!"

Wen Lingxuan paused for a moment, a little aggrieved, looking at the blinding white light flashing outside the window from time to time, shrank his body, "Did Master forget?"

Shen Miao was a little embarrassed, he remembered that Wen Lingxuan was afraid of thunder.

In the past ten years or so, he spent every day like this lying on the same bed with Wen Lingxun, and sometimes Wen Lingxun would even sneak into his arms under the pretext of fear, thinking of those days , his face became even more ugly, I am afraid that little beast had a purpose at that time.

He would never want to sleep with this scoundrel again now.

Wen Lingxuan looked at his face carefully, pursed his lips slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I'm afraid, can you..."

It's definitely not a good feeling to be missed by a child raised by himself, Shen Miao's expression changed instantly, and he interrupted him with a rough voice: "No!"

After he yelled out, he saw Wen Lingxuan's eyes turned red in an instant, and he felt some regret in his heart. He began to scold himself for not living up to expectations. This bastard has always been good at acting, and he has been deceived too much. Once again, but still can't stop feeling soft-hearted.

He explained dryly again: "You... If you are afraid, don't you still have those shadow guards?"

"Just seventeen, he looks better than a teacher, you can go to him..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped, because he saw that Wen Lingxuan's face turned pale, and Wen Lingxuan's body was tense, and his emotions were extremely tense, as if it would break apart at any moment. He heard Wen Lingxuan's voice Trembling, he explained his dewy relationship with the shadow guard in a topsy-turvy way.

He suddenly became suspicious, "You don't have to explain to me, I don't care about this."

Wen Lingxun suddenly raised his head, his hands seemed to be tightly grasping his arm, his fingers were sunk deep into his flesh, the strength was terrifying, Wen Lingxun's face was already showing madness, and his eyes were scarlet. , "Why don't you care, why don't you care?"

"Shen Miao! Do you really have a heart?"

Shen Miao was instantly stunned by such a question.

He was full of puzzlement, his apprentice could sleep with whomever he wanted, so why should he, as a master, manage to sleep in other people's beds?

"Shen Miao!"

Seeing that he was puzzled and didn't answer, Wen Lingxuan bullied him and put him under him.

Shen Miao trembled at the man's scorching gaze, he avoided the man's gaze, put his hand on the man's shoulder and arm, "You, get out!"

His voice couldn't stop being weak, and he didn't understand what he was afraid of.Wen Lingxuan, a scholar, can he still beat himself who practiced martial arts since childhood?

Wen Lingxuan chuckled a few times, but it went too far. His dry lips moved up and rubbed against his neck, which was already dripping with cold sweat. He punched Wen Lingxuan in the face, causing him to stagger and fall under the bed.

He bruised a large piece of Wen Lingxun's face, and he finally shattered that hypocritical and elegant mask. Wen Lingxun's eyes were as dark as ink, and he stared at him without blinking, deeply Miao gritted his teeth, and finally said the words he was most reluctant to avoid all the time, "You really make me sick!"

Wen Lingxun was not acting to pretend to be pitiful, he just looked at him for a while, then turned and went out, with a lonely back, when the door just opened, the cold rain outside was blown in by the strong wind, splashing Wen Lingxun all over, even so he still Without looking back, he stepped directly into the rain curtain.

Shen Miao huddled on the bed, but his heart felt faintly cold. He could hear the sound of rain and thunder outside the house through the wall. He shook off the ridiculous worries in his mind and buried his head in the quilt.

Why should he worry about whether a villain who misses his master's ass is afraid of that thunder?

He thinks his ass is not cared enough!

After that day, Wen Lingxuan never appeared in front of him again, and he was soon sent to Liu's Village. The people in Liu's Village respected him very much and put him first in everything.

like this...

"Knock knock."

It would never happen that there was a knock on the door in the middle of the night to disturb his rest.

Shen Miao's eyes flashed, and he quietly walked behind the door, and suddenly a familiar voice came from inside the door.

"Master, are you asleep?"