Dressed as a villain, I was coveted by the male protagonist

Su Jingning lowered his head to straighten out the creases on the hem of his clothes, and slowly raised his black and bright eyes, his cold eyes were like a full moon immersed in a light cloud of smoke, quiet and elusive.

"What if I don't want Baizhi ointment? What I want is the whereabouts of the owner of Baizhi ointment, Mr. Liuyun. Now, where do I go to find this Mr. Liuyun? Doesn't the steward mean that he wants to know everything about me?" Words, words are endless, let’s talk.”

The smile on the steward's face froze, he paused while stroking his mustache, and said with a sad face: "Your Highness, aren't you embarrassing me?"

"No one in Changling doesn't know that Mr. Liuyun's whereabouts are uncertain. He only sees the doctor based on his mood. The young one has never seen the hem of Mr. Liuyun's clothes. How can he know the whereabouts of Mr. Liuyun?"

Before he came, he had expected that Mr. Liuyun could cooperate with Yibao Pavilion, which shows that his ability is not small, and the price of Angelica dahurica ointment is very high, which brought a lot of profits to Yibao Pavilion, even if Mr. Liuyun did not propose to hide it The Yibao Pavilion will not easily expose the identity of Mr. Liuyun to others.

Once Mr. Liuyun's identity is exposed and the master is in front of everyone, do everyone still need to step over the original master who made it and go to the Yibao Pavilion to buy the Baizhi ointment that started with a thousand gold?This is undoubtedly a big loss to Yibao Pavilion, so Yibao Pavilion will definitely stick to the identity of Mr. Liuyun.

Su Jingning leaned his elbows and turned his head to look at the steward, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and the steward who stared straight at him felt uneasy: "Oh? Really? The Bai Zhi paste was sold in Yibao Pavilion without the owner personally Come here to discuss, are you easy to coax as His Highness?"

Su Jingning's calm tone gradually became sharper, and suddenly there was a loud noise that made the steward tremble.

"Since there is no need to discuss it in person, His Highness also has a bottle of good stuff here."

"Your Highness." Ye'er gave a white porcelain medicine bottle with both hands. Su Jingning reached out to take the medicine bottle and shook it in front of the steward. The steward's heart followed the shaking of the medicine bottle in front of him. A look of fear appeared in his eyes. .

"This medicine bottle contains the most powerful poison in the palace. If you eat this poison, it will burn down your throat and finally fall into your stomach. The person will be burned by the poison. Broken stomach, that feeling, tsk, not to mention the torture, the final result, guess what happened?"

The steward's face was pale, and he was shaking like a sieve, how could he respond to Su Jingning's question.

Ye'er raised her brows, glanced at the steward, and slightly raised the corner of her mouth: "Your Highness, what happened to that man?"

"That man, he was tormented by this poison for an hour, and finally swallowed his last breath with bleeding from his seven orifices." Although Su Jingning's tone was joking, his eyes were still fixed on the pale-faced steward, his eyes were dark. Unknown, it seems that the person mentioned in the mouth is the steward in front of him.

"Steward, tell me—is this poison a good thing? How about the steward test the toxicity of this poison for me?" Su Jingning put the white porcelain medicine bottle in front of the steward.

The steward was immediately so frightened that his legs became weak and he couldn't stand, he took two steps back in panic, and fell to the ground with his center of gravity unstable.

Su Jingning put the medicine bottle in the palm of his hand and tossed it up and down, and said leisurely: "What's wrong with the steward, my highness just asked you to test it, I don't know, I thought my highness asked you to die."

The steward scrambled to Su Jingning's eyes, his lips trembled uncontrollably, so that he couldn't speak clearly: "Your Highness...Your Highness, don't make fun of mediots. There are rules in the pavilion, so I really can't say it. Your Highness just Don't embarrass the little one."

Su Jingning looked at the steward with pity in his eyes, and sighed softly: "Oh, steward, my highness gave you a chance, and you didn't want it, Ye Er, go out and call someone over, hold me down he."

"Yes, Your Highness." Ye'er was about to walk out, and just as her hand touched the door, the steward quickly stepped forward and held down the door that was about to open.

The steward smiled and said: "Your Highness, my dear Highness! Everything is easy to talk about, everything is easy to talk about, don't be rude."

"Ye'er, come back! The steward said this earlier, so there is nothing to do later?" Su Jingning brushed off the unnecessary dust on the hem of his clothes, sat down slowly, and gently took a sip from the teacup on the table.

The black and thick eyelashes covered the shimmering light in the pupils. I heard that the people in the Yibao Pavilion are tough people. Find out the whereabouts of Mr. Liuyun.

The steward said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Mr. Liuyun will deliver the Baizhi ointment every year at this time. Coincidentally, the day that Mr. Liuyun delivers the Baizhi ointment this year is today. Mr. Liuyun has always been mysterious. Mr. Yun has seen Mr. Liuyun several times, but he has never seen Mr. Liuyun's true face."

"Mr. Liuyun came to the Yibao Pavilion to give Baizhi ointment. He used curtains to cover up his face, but his figure can be seen as graceful and graceful, dignified and elegant, and he always likes to wear clothes with plain snow and dark patterns. He has a unique nobleness. gas."

"It's getting late, Mr. Liuyun should be here soon, Your Highness just needs to keep an eye on the gate of the Yibao Pavilion, and you should be able to squat to Mr. Liuyun, Your Highness, don't say it's a small teller Yours, otherwise I won’t be able to keep my job.”

Su Jingning nodded slightly, and the steward who received the affirmative answer breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hands and saluted, and exited the wing impatiently.

Su Jingning also left the wing room after that, went to the fence facing the gate on the second floor, put his elbows on the vermilion railing, and focused on scanning every person entering and leaving the gate.

Those who entered the Yibao Pavilion raised their eyes and saw a beautiful woman with black hair and red clothes lying lazily on the carved railing on the second floor. He swept across everyone's faces lightly, and the pair of charming peach blossom eyebrows and eyes were vivid and winding. , like an obsidian gem treasured in a treasury.

People unconsciously held their breath, slowed down their walking pace, and stared at the young man in red on the railing without blinking, for fear of disturbing the beautiful god who seemed to have fallen into the world.

"Your Highness! Quickly look outside the door."

Su Jingning looked in the direction of Ye'er's finger, and a young man in plain snow dark pattern clothes and a curtain on his head bent out of the carriage parked outside the door.

Su Jingning looked the young master up and down from afar, and murmured: "It's definitely him who hides his face with a curtain and Su loves to wear plain snow and dark patterns."

After finishing speaking, Su Jingning turned around and went downstairs quickly. Seeing that the young man in white was about to enter the cabinet where outsiders were not allowed to enter, Su Jingning hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve of the young man in white.

"and many more!"

The young man in white turned around and saw Su Jingning who was holding onto his sleeve, he paused, raised his knuckle hand and raised the curtain, revealing a familiar and handsome face.

The clear voice is like the continuous spring rain: "Your Highness, how do you know it's me?"

Su Jingning slowly raised his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Lin Fengnian?"

Lin Fengnian stared closely at Su Jingning, so naturally he didn't miss the surprised look on Su Jingning's face. His magnetic voice was still gentle, but it was hard to hide the disappointment mixed in his words.

"It seems that the person His Highness is looking for is not Fengnian, it is Fengnian who is acting affectionate."

Su Jingning let go of Suxue's clothes, and asked softly, "Are you Mr. Liuyun?"

There was a faint light in Lin Fengnian's slender eyes: "Is your Highness looking for Mr. Liuyun?"

By the way, Lin Fengnian is also a doctor. Ye Er said that he studied under Imperial Physician Liu, who is the most skilled in palace Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, Imperial Physician Liu is old and has returned home. Lin Fengnian is a disciple of Imperial Physician Liu. Will he know? Is there a way to cure Mengyou's poison?

"Lin Fengnian, you also know medical skills, have you ever heard of the poison called Mengyou?"

Lin Fengnian frowned: "Mengyou? How did Your Highness know about this poison? Mengyou was made by a pharmacist 100 years ago. The original intention was to give those patients who had no medicine or medicine to die peacefully without pain or feeling, but Mengyou You's poison recipe has disappeared with the passage of time."

The imperial physician checked the medical skills and only mentioned Mengyou's toxicity, but Lin Fengnian could accurately tell Mengyou's origin, whether it was the poison of his father, there is still hope.

Those black and bright eyes were instantly filled with the light of hope, and he asked eagerly: "If someone is poisoned by Mengyou, is there a solution?"

Lin Fengnian shook his head lightly: "Mengyou's poisonous formula has been out of the world for a long time, without Mengyou's poisonous formula, and without knowing how to make Mengyou's medicinal materials, it is difficult to make an antidote to it."

Su Jingning's eyes turned, just like the changeable weather, the gloomy dark clouds dissipated, just now a ray of bright color appeared, and in an instant, another layer of gray clouds shrouded it.

Is there really no way?

Su Jingning lowered her head slightly, tears fell silently uncontrollably, drops of tears fell on the ground, and slowly spread.

I am really useless, I said that I should protect Nan Jing and the people around me, but in the end, I didn’t even protect my father who loves me the most, so I am really useless.

"Your Highness!"

Lin Fengnian sensed that Su Jingning's mood was wrong, and just as he took a step forward, a hot tear fell on the back of his white hand, and the tear slid down the back of his hand, leaving a line of obvious water stains.

Lin Fengnian curled his fingertips slightly, his back stiffened, and the cry of sobbing in a low voice pierced his heart like a needle, is your Highness crying?

At this time, Lin Fengnian no longer worried about the usual etiquette, and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe Su Jingning's tears. His Highness suddenly asked about Meng You, which reminded him of His Majesty's illness today, and His Highness shed tears because of it. , could it be...

Lin Fengnian lowered his voice and asked softly: "Your Highness, is the person who fell for Mengyou your Majesty?"

Su Jingning nodded, and said with a choked voice: "Father was poisoned by Mengyou, I went to Mr. Liuyun for this, but..." He gritted his teeth, and choked the sob in his throat, but the tears were gone dripping.

Lin Fengnian clenched his hands, closed his eyes, and then let go. The soft handkerchief touched the corners of Su Jingning's eyes, and gently wiped away the tears hanging from the thick eyelashes, delicate and gentle.

"Your Highness, I am the Young Master Liuyun you are looking for. This is a false name I use to hide my identity outside. I can understand Mengyou."