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This question was so heartbreaking that Wang Xuan's back was covered with cold sweat: "My lord! How dare you act so recklessly when you are ordered to go on an envoy?! It must be...it must be..."

It must have been said twice, but Wang Xuan did not say the following words.What must be?Would Liang Zixi send a letter all the way to slander him for poisoning?

Although it was only a one-time relationship, Wang Xuan didn't think that the Pian Pianjia he saw would be such a lowly person.The air is not the same, and the measurement is even more different.

"Tell me about the events of that day in detail." Wang Jun didn't care about his son's stupidity, and simply asked.

How dare Wang Xuan hide this matter, he carefully described the situation when the two met that day, and even said what he said at the banquet and the reaction of the other party.

"When he learned about your lord's plan, Liang Zixi left the table and left the camp." Wang Xuan couldn't restrain the resentment in his voice, "He has no intention of attaching himself to Youzhou, he is really extremely arrogant!"

"The mutton soup was served at the end?" Wang Jun caught this point, "Who made the soup?"

"It was prepared by the kitchen, all the old people in the house." Wang Xuan didn't know why.

"What is Liang Zixi's demeanor after drinking the soup?" Wang Jun asked.

"This..." Wang Xuan suddenly remembered the events of that day, "Yes, after he finished drinking the soup, his face became pale. I thought he was just tired, could it be that the soup was poisonous?! But why did he do it so badly?" The one whose surname is Liang?"

"Confused!" Wang Jun couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted, "Hurry up and send someone to catch that cook!"

This is no longer Liang Zixi's problem, but someone lurking in the dark and interfering with his plan.Fortunately, the Liang Mansion only brought 200 people this time. If they brought more people, would Wang Xuan be killed by the other party?Even more seriously, with such a thief lurking around, will there be an extra dose of poison in his bowl at any time?

It was only at this moment that Wang Xuan came to his senses, and his complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.This is not harming Liang Zixi, he clearly wants to defeat his father's plan!How can such a wolfish ambition not be guarded against? !

Wang Jun, who watched coldly from the side, shook his head in his heart.Although this son is usually capable, but at critical moments, he is still not as good as others.Just like Liang Zixi, who suffered such a big loss, but still sent letters.It can be said that the other party's demeanor is excellent, and a special letter was sent to inform him of the reason for not joining forces with him.It can also be regarded as that the other party has already guessed that it was not Wang Xuan who harmed him, and wanted to use his hands to eradicate the poisoner.

No matter what the intention is, this method is straightforward.On the other hand, Wang Xuan, who still can't figure it out, really sent someone to make a move.

It seems that the concubine is still useless, I just hope that the young concubine can grow up quickly.

Wang Jun looked away and did not let Wang Xuan go. The two sat down in the study, waiting for the result of the interrogation.

On the other side, looking at the guards of the Dudu's Mansion who broke into the courtyard to arrest people, cold sweat broke out behind Zhang Dian's back.

"What's going on here?" He asked the servant beside him in a low voice.

"Like, it seems to be taking the cook..." The servant stammered, unable to explain clearly.

There is no need for the second sentence to remind, Zhang Dian suddenly understood that this is a matter of Le Ping, and the clue has been missed!What went wrong?He really couldn't guess, but he didn't dare to stop for a while, and immediately went back to the house to pack his luggage.

Half a quarter of an hour later, with a small burden, Zhang Dian and his personal servants rode out of the mansion. As Wang Xuan's confidant, he put on an attitude of dealing with important matters, and no one would stop him.

All the way unimpeded, left Jicheng.The loyal servant asked tremblingly, "Master, where are we going now?"

Zhang Dian felt a fire in his heart, and said coldly: "In troubled times, where can I go? Let's go to Sizhou first!"

Marriage brought errands, and they were folded together.If it wasn't for that sick man, how could he be in such a mess? !It is not a gentleman not to avenge this revenge, wait for him to take it back slowly!

The old servant was still worried: "But when we left Jicheng, why didn't we bring those letters with us..."

"Hehe, I can't marry, can someone else marry me?" Zhang Dian grinned, but didn't answer. He yelled "Drive", and the horse obeyed and galloped away.

Within half an hour, the cook summoned the details of the day.There was no poisoning, and no other instigation, only Zhang Canjun urged her to serve, and added a handful of shallots.Hearing this, Wang Xuan couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Zhang Canjun? How could it be him?!"

Zhang Canjun voted for him two years ago. He is astute and helped him deal with a lot of things.How can you mess with such a thing?He didn't care about his father anymore, he hurriedly said: "Go to the mansion and find someone! I have to ask!"

The confidant said: "Zhang Canjun has already left Xiaowei's mansion, saying that he has something to do. Now he has left the city."

Now Wang Xuan was completely dumbfounded, how could it be like this?

Wang Jun didn't care how many stupid things his son did, he immediately asked: "But what was found in his house?"

"Xi Ruan has been taken away, only a few letters are left behind." The confidant did not dare to neglect, and presented the things he had found.

After flipping through the pages hastily, Wang Jun couldn't help cursing: "What a treacherous slave! Look at what you recruited!"

Wang Xuan blushed, picked up the letter his father threw in front of him, and looked stupid.These turned out to be letters of love from several women, and what's more, the person who wrote the letter happened to be the girl who Wang Wen wanted to marry to Liang's mansion.

"This... this..." Wang Xuan's hands trembled.Who would have thought that such trouble would be caused only by the wolfish ambition of a diabolical slave? !If you want to marry Wang's daughter, you will harm the other party's fiancé-in-law?He is so brave!

"Send someone to chase it! Chase it back for me!" Wang Xuan yelled bitterly whether it was tolerable or unbearable.

Wang Jun had already calmed down, thought for a moment, and said with a sneer, "Such a letter should be read by Jiulang..."

Jiulang is Wang Rou, the father of the girl to be married.This person is also a person who is greedy for fame and has a good face.If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have agreed to Xiashangdang's marriage.If he knew about this, would the girl still be able to marry?

"Father?" Wang Xuan couldn't help being startled.Is this going to ruin the marriage between the Liang family and the Wang family?

"Can Liang Zixi be of use to me?" Wang Jun asked rhetorically.

"No!" Wang Xuan was very sure of this point.Even without Zhang Dian acting as a ghost, the two families might not be able to reach an agreement. Liang Zixi doesn't seem to be able to obey others' orders.What's more, now that the situation is like this, it's even more like turning against each other.

"Since you can't, why help him? Taiyuan Wang family, it's better to have a relationship with such a lowly lintel. Zuo Zuo is just a prefect." This is their best choice now.For an enemy, it would be better if he could not stand up forever.Why let him have the opportunity to borrow strength.

Wang Xuan also understood at this time: "Your Excellency is right! Hmph, after dealing with Youzhou, what's the point of going to the Party?"

Seeing that his son had finally woken up, Wang Jun said coldly: "From now on, your mansion will also be under strict supervision, so that such absurd things don't happen again!"

After doing such a useless thing, Wang Xuan dared not talk back, but obediently knelt down and admitted his mistake.Wang Jun scolded a few more words with a stern face, and just now he recruited his confidants and gave orders.

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Liang Feng slowly opened his eyes, but there was no light in the curtain.The thick curtain blocks all visible light sources and makes day and night chaotic.

He didn't know how many days he lay in bed.

Since waking up that day, the withdrawal symptoms have been completely entangled.Liang Feng did not have a reliable memory, only some intermittent afterimages in his mind.Tears, photophobia, convulsions, and insomnia are the mildest symptoms.When it is serious, it is the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart, and the torment like an ant bite.He might roar wildly, he might be incontinent, he might be biting and rolling, and he might have performed all the terrible ugly things that are so terrible that people are afraid of them.Involuntary, not even leaving a memory that can be ashamed.

But every time I wake up, it's like this.Lying cleanly on the couch, shrouded in comfortable darkness, the tranquilizing fragrance slowly wafted from the end of his nose.Also, the hand on the arm.

Liang Feng tried to raise his wrist.He didn't raise his arm, but this tiny movement still woke up the person beside the couch.

"My lord..." A hoarse voice sounded, as if he had lost his vitality due to lack of sleep and long-term exhaustion.

However, upon hearing that voice, Liang Feng felt strangely that the boredom in his chest subsided a little.Because these countless days and nights, as long as there is some sanity, this voice will be by my side.

"Do you want some water? I'll call someone." Yiyan woke up completely, sat up from the couch, and asked softly.

Liang Feng opened his mouth a few times before he managed to make a sound: "Porridge..."

Yiyan's eyes lit up instantly!These days, the Lord has almost no water or rice, and this is the first time he has mentioned eating.He immediately shouted: "Qingmei! Bring some porridge water!"

After shouting, Yiyan did not leave, took the water bowl from the side with his backhand, and handed it to Liang Feng's lips: "My lord, drink some water first to moisten your throat."

There seemed to be something mixed in the water, but Liang Feng's tongue was as if it was dead, he couldn't tell the difference at all, he just took a few sips and then stopped.

Yiyan didn't try to persuade him, after putting down the bowl, he picked up a cloth towel and carefully wiped off the water marks left on his lips.

This action is too intimate.Liang Feng moved his head away, took a breath, and asked, "How long is it?"

Yiyan's hands froze for a moment, and then he said in a low voice: "It's been five days. Dr. Jiang said, as long as you get through the first few days, you'll be fine."

Liang Feng also understands the reason. The withdrawal period is a period for the body to get used to getting rid of addictive substances. Within [-] days, the metabolism will clean up all the dirt.However, what really kills is not physically, but psychologically.When a person knows how much happiness those things can bring him, the addiction will be planted, and it will be difficult to get rid of it.

He can't tell what kind of addictive substance is contained in Hanshi Powder, but what is certain is that his mentality is not as clean as it was when he first quit.

At this moment, the curtain was opened, and Liang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly to get used to the light in the room.It's daytime now, I don't know what time it is, Qingmei is carefully holding the dinner plate, kneeling beside the couch: "Master, the porridge is here."

There was a hand behind him supporting him, slowly making him sit up.Liang Feng took another breath, opened his mouth, and asked Qingmei to feed him.When he saw the bowl of porridge that was not too thick, Liang Feng realized that he had no appetite.The hunger seemed to have disappeared, and there was a heavy stone blocked in his stomach. Even though he felt that he should eat something, he didn't feel anything when he looked at the porridge.

However, Liang Feng still ate, silently swallowing mouthful after mouthful.Reason and body seem to be split into two halves, fighting alternately.But the fight only lasted for a few minutes, Liang Feng suddenly froze, bowed and vomited.The dripping porridge spewed out together with the mucus in the stomach, and splashed on the skirt of the person beside him.

"Master!" Qing Mei dropped the bowl in shock.

Yiyan didn't care about the stains, and quickly patted Liang Feng's vest to help him empty his throat.Seeing that the other party had vomited cleanly, he bent down to pick him up without saying a word, and came to the low couch beside him.

"Bring water! Let the lord rinse his mouth!" Yi Yan ordered in a low voice.

Only then did she realize that the little girl got up hurriedly, brought warm water, and waited for Liang Feng to drink it.The servants at the side tidied up the bed neatly and put on new bedding.All of this was done extremely smoothly.Liang Feng couldn't help thinking, these days, how many times has he lost his composure?

When it was packed, a new suit of clothes was also placed beside it.Liang Feng didn't move, his eyes fell on the person who was supporting him.

Yiyan was silent for a moment, then took a step back.Qingmei hurried forward and helped Liang Feng change his soiled clothes, and washed his hands and face with clean water.After a short time, the filth disappeared again.

With his gaze slightly lowered, Liang Feng looked a few steps away.There, the turbid matter was still condensed on Yiyan's dark clothes, yellow and white, emitting a stench.But that gaze, if it had any substance, never left, as if it was locked on him.

This will not work.Drowsy, Liang Feng thought.The longer you stay, the harder it is for that person to let go.This would make a fuss unstoppable.Maybe it's time to fight a war, spend people, and in a couple of years everything will recover.He will marry a wife, and he will too.Let those adolescent urges melt away.What can't be given to him, why let people have illusions?

Just as he was thinking, Jiang Da rushed in quickly: "Master, are you awake? How do you feel?"

"It's okay..." Liang Feng didn't know how to describe his current situation. Apart from this sentence, what other answer could he have?

"My lord just drank porridge and vomited up again." Yi Yan said in a deep voice.

"Want to drink porridge?" Jiang Da heaved a sigh of relief, "Alright, don't drink it too thick and too fast next time, feed it several times. Take some sugar water first to calm your stomach."

After that, he stepped forward to check Liang Feng's pulse carefully, and checked his tongue coating: "The trembling is not too bad. My lord, you go back to the bed first, and I will check other places for you."

Without waiting for Liang Feng to resist, Jiang Da returned to the clean bed with his arm.Use your hands to squeeze the other person's chest and abdomen little by little, and ask how it feels.

It's not that difficult.Liang Feng said something, and carefully answered Jiang Da's question.After a set of inspections, he said, "How is the situation?"

"It's better than last time. After a year of raising it, it should be able to recover. But cold food powder, you must not take it anymore!" Jiang Da said solemnly.

But just hearing that word, Liang Feng felt an unbearable itching in his heart, and his prickly skin ached.Gritting his teeth, he suppressed the abnormality in his heart and nodded slowly.

Jiang Da was still worried, stared at Liang Feng and drank the sugar water, and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to take the medicine now, so it's better to use acupuncture. My lord, can you bear it?"

The body was still trembling involuntarily, but Liang Feng still nodded.Jiang Da was not at ease, turned his head to Yiyan and said, "Boyuan, help me. Hold down the Lord's calf, and I will inject needles on the leg."

Just as Liang Feng was about to say no, Yiyan had already taken off his soiled blouse and was kneeling beside the couch in only his underwear.A pair of warm and strong hands grasped Liang Feng's legs.

I don't know if the stimulation of the drug has not subsided.Liang Feng's calf twitched, and every inch of his skin could feel the man's touch. With the hard calluses from bowing and horse training, the joints were hard, and the palms were rough, like shackles, imprisoning him on the bed .

Having lost the best opportunity to object, Liang Feng closed his mouth and eyes.It's time to let him go, as soon as possible!

However, Liang Feng didn't notice that when those hands pressed on his legs, the trembling that seemed to never stop slowly slowed down, as if being smoothed.Disappear.

The author has something to say: Seeing that some people are discussing the problem of addiction, let me first talk about the harm of Wushi San recorded in the history. For seven years, in mid-winter, I would eat ice naked and eat ice, and when I was bored in the heat, I would suffer from an inverse cough, or febrile malaria, or typhoid-like fever, edema, emphysema, and sore limbs."

The Pei Xiu mentioned earlier, after the stone hair, all five internal organs were burned, and after splashing water and hundreds of stones, he died in one month.

There is also He Yan himself, "the soul does not guard the house, the blood is not gorgeous, the smoke is clear and the smoke is floating, and the appearance is like a withered tree, which is called a ghost."

Those who died of Wushi San have not been killed since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and there is basically no cure for them.Fangzi itself has become a taboo.

Is this still an addictive drug that was not purified more than 1000 years ago, replaced by today's drug?

The article is just a short story, please don't have any chances about drugs, don't touch them, they will ruin people and families, there is no cure, and it will cause irreversible damage to the spirit and body.Don't be tempted by any glorified or pretentious claims, just stay away.