The county horse is a medicine jar

In recent years, Lin Sishen's body has deteriorated day by day, especially his chest, which seems to be oppressed by a long-lasting depression, and he feels dull from time to time.

But today, after sleeping until noon and waking up at noon, Lin Sishen felt refreshed all over his body, and even the stagnant air that was suppressing in his chest was swept away, as if he had returned to the time when his foundation had not been shaken a few years ago.

After getting up, Lin Sishen naturally noticed the unusualness very quickly, although it was obviously a good thing, but there was no trace of joy on her face, on the contrary, she was a little worried.

Lin Sishen called Mo Zhu, who was guarding the door, into the room, and asked her to feel his pulse, to see if there was anything strange in the pulse.

Now that Lin Sishen is in the fourth prince's mansion, and he knows that the fourth prince covets her, he must be careful in everything. Even if it is just a slight unusual thing, he may have stepped into the trap set by the fourth prince and buried himself in it. The root of the disaster.

What's more, the witch doctor next to the fourth prince, since Lin Sishen set foot in the capital, Lin Sishen hadn't heard a word. It can be said that he almost conjured up out of thin air, which also shows how deeply the fourth prince hid him.

This person has not yet figured out the details, and is involved in unsolved mysteries such as gods, ghosts, witches and voodoo, no wonder Lin Sishen is so cautious.

After hearing Lin Sishen's description, Mo Zhu didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately concentrated on taking Lin Sishen's pulse. After feeling the pulse, she looked at Lin Sishen's rosy complexion, shook her head and said, "From the pulse condition, there is nothing unusual."

Even after hearing what Mo Zhu said, Lin Sishen still couldn't let go, she stood up and paced anxiously, muttering in her mouth: "Weird, could it be that I haven't had a good rest in recent days, so I woke up after sleeping for a long time today? "

While muttering, Lin Sishen suddenly caught a glimpse of the oil lamp on the table out of the corner of his eye. The unattractive clay oil lamp was left by the witch doctor. He said that lighting it would have the effect of calming the nerves, but it was blown out by Lin Sishen long ago, and he was alone The pestle is there.

Lin Sishen casually picked up the oil lamp and looked at it over and over for a while, then turned around and asked, "Mo Zhu, is there anything weird about this oil lamp?"

Mo Zhuwen followed. After taking the oil lamp, she dipped some lamp oil with her fingertips, rubbed it open, and sniffed it closely. After repeated confirmation, she replied: "Young master, the lamp oil and the wick have been carefully inspected by servants. Several times, the lamp oil is only mixed with some soothing medicinal materials, and there is nothing strange about it.”

Saying that, Mo Zhu casually put the oil lamp back to its original place.

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, and said helplessly, "That's fine, I hope I'm overthinking."

Mo Zhu frowned, and was about to say something, but Lin Sishen's question suddenly came from his ear: "Mo Zhu, since you can clearly identify what medicinal materials are added here, you may use it when you return home. This recipe makes incense?"

"nature."

Mo Zhu answered crisply, but soon she felt a little strange: "Make incense? Master like this incense?"

Lin Sishen said casually: "I don't like it either, but I think the scent is quite pleasant, doesn't it also have the effect of calming the nerves?"

Mo Zhu was startled when he heard this, and his expression became a little strange: "Among the medicinal materials mixed with this lamp oil, the one with the strongest smell is wormwood, but my son has never liked wormwood, and he often said that it smells a bit bitter."

Hearing what Mo Zhu said, Lin Sishen realized belatedly: "I really didn't like wormwood before, but maybe the smell is a bit weaker, but I didn't smell the bitterness."

Mo Zhu keenly sensed that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She took a step forward and grabbed Lin Sishen's wrist, and after checking her pulse, she still didn't find anything unusual, then made Lin Sishen stick out her tongue again, and pressed her Sit down and pull her eyelids away.

Lin Sishen cooperated obediently, checked over and over several times, Mo Zhu still didn't see anything strange about Lin Sishen.

Seeing Mo Zhu circling in front of his eyes with a solemn expression, Lin Sishen helplessly grabbed her: "Mo Zhu, don't turn around, if you keep turning around, I'm going to get dizzy."

Mo Zhu raised her head sharply, her pretty face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, she held Lin Sishen's arm tightly with both hands, and said anxiously: "My lord, let's go back to the general's mansion, Feige sent a letter to ask Auntie to come back as soon as possible." .”

It was clear that he was fine just now, but all of a sudden, Lin Sishen could feel through his clothes that Mo Zhu's hands were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Lin Sishen frowned, and hurriedly supported Mo Zhu: "Mo Zhu, you are..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Zhu suddenly swayed, closed his eyes tightly and threw himself straight into Lin Sishen's arms.

Ever since she left the general's mansion, Mo Zhu's heart had been suspended in the air, and she never fell to the ground for a moment. She always felt that there was some danger approaching in the dark, but she couldn't find any signs.

She didn't rest last night and watched over Lin Sishen all night long. From last night until now, she didn't even dare to drink a sip of water.

Mo Zhu's dizziness frightened Lin Sishen quite a bit. She blamed herself and felt heartbroken, fearing that Mo Zhu might do something bad.

Fortunately, Mo Zhu woke up on her own not long after she passed out. She was fine, but she was overworked and didn't have a good rest, so she passed out.

Lin Sishen really couldn't bear to see her like this, after persuading her for a long time, he finally let her lie down and rest, and was afraid that she would sleep uneasy, so he accompanied her and watched over her.

Even the fourth prince sent someone to invite her to have a meal, but she refused with an excuse. The fourth prince did not force Lin Sishen after hearing the report from the servant, but just had the meal delivered to the door.

For the next half a day, Mo Zhu lay resting on the cloud couch, but she slept extremely unsteadily, frowning uneasyly from time to time, Lin Sishen didn't dare to leave half a step when she saw this, so she casually took a bookcase from the bookshelf in the house. This book, sitting at the table and flipping through it.

And beside her was the clay oil lamp.

After staring at the scroll meticulously for a long time, Lin Sishen suddenly subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, raised her eyes to look at the oil lamp on the side, after a short hesitation, she unexpectedly leaned over to get closer.

A faint fragrance came to the nostrils, the fragrance could not be described in words, but the moment he smelled it, it made Lin Sishen feel extremely comfortable and happy, as if his whole body was floating in the clouds, and his mind went blank.

The scroll in my hand has not been turned for a long time.

Lin Sishen stared straight at the oil lamp with her eyes slightly closed, her eyes gradually blurred, she didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with her, until the scent faded away, she came back to her senses, but it was as if nothing had happened Normally, he lowered his eyes and looked at the scroll in his hand.

At the same time, in a small courtyard on the east side of the palace, in a dark room with closed windows and doors, the Fourth Prince was standing facing the witch doctor who pretended to be a ghost.

The fourth prince looked around impatiently, stretched out his hand and asked, "What about the things, sir, is it time to hand them over to the king?"

"Your Highness is really impatient."

The witch doctor smiled meaningfully, reached out tremblingly to fumble for the cloth bag on his body, then took out a porcelain bottle, handed it to the fourth prince, and said: "The medicine has been planted, but let the adult It will take another two days to become completely infatuated."

The fourth prince stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and said calmly: "I'm afraid it's not my king's turn to worry about this matter, isn't the master ready?"

The witch doctor Wen turned his head and looked aside, the two clay oil lamps on the wooden table looked exactly the same as the one in Lin Sishen's room.

The two were plotting in the house when there was a sudden knock on the door, and someone whispered outside the door asking for instructions: "Your Highness, the princess is here to visit and is waiting in the banquet hall."

The fourth prince's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he put the porcelain bottle back into his sleeve, and then said leisurely with his lips curled up: "Sir, then I will take my leave first."

The witch doctor nodded: "Your Highness, go slowly."