Murong Shuqing frowned slightly, seeing that it was handling it with ease just now. Could it be that Ice Soul's arrogance is due to frequent encounters like this? Murong Shuqing murmured unconsciously, "What do they want to do?"
Mo Can let go of the hand that was wrapped around Murong Shuqing's waist. Seeing her distressed appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle: "I also like your horse."
Murong Shuqing shook his head slowly, with teasing sparks in his eyes, "I think I should be more conscious, they are interested in me, so..." Turning his eyes to Mo Can, Murong Shuqing coughed lightly before pretending to be serious He smiled and said, "You will have to work harder, take care." After speaking, he turned around easily and entered the stable.
Mo Can raised his eyebrows lightly, with a half-smiling smile, whose life is this! She is quite leisurely.
The morning light in winter is rarely so brilliant, with a touch of golden yellow, exuding a soft heat, people can't help but want to be in it and feel its warmth. Murong Shuqing took a deep breath in front of the windowsill, the good weather in the morning made her feel refreshed.
Ziyuan held the water basin, and before entering the room, she saw Murong Shuqing staring out the window with a smile on her face. Passing the towel in his hand, Zi Yuan greeted with a smile: "Miss, morning."
Usually these things are done by Lu Yi, but when she suddenly saw Zi Yuan, she was still not used to it. She took the towel to wipe her face, changed her clothes, and took care of it. Said: "Where's Lu Yi?"
Ziyuan tidied up the bed, turned around, and replied softly: "She seems to be a little uncomfortable, I let her rest."
uncomfortable? I'm afraid that the weather is cold these few days. She bumps along with her along the way, and her body can't stand it. It's really hard for her.
Thinking of what happened last night, Murong Shuqing asked, "By the way, why did the ice soul suddenly run here?" She knew that the ice soul's feet were very fast, but it was impossible to arrive from Huadu in just one night. Beijing. This shows that Ice Soul left Murong's house at least one day earlier.
Ziyuan shook his head, and replied inexplicably: "I don't know either, the ice soul has never been tied, and I don't know when it came out."
Murong Shuqing thought for a moment, then stopped asking, nodded and said, "Well, I see, let's go and see how Lu Yi is doing."
The two walked into Lu Yi's room and saw that she was already up and was packing her own clothes. Except for the tiredness on her face, everything was fine.
Zi Yuan caressed Lv Yi's forehead and whispered in disapproval, "Lv Yi, why are you getting up?"
Lu Yi shook his head gently, raised a far-fetched smile, and replied, "Miss, Sister Ziyuan, I'm fine, but I have a headache, maybe I'm catching a cold."
How can the body be a child's play? Murong Shuqing saw that she was so reluctant to even smile, and said distressedly, "Let's have a look at the doctor."
Lu Yi hurriedly walked in front of Murong Shuqing, shook her head, and assured: "No, aren't we on our way? I'm really fine, I'll just lie down on the carriage later, really." She followed It's to take care of the young lady, but it can't be a burden.
Murong Shuqing replied, "Okay, Zi Yuan, pack up your things and see a doctor in the town later." There aren't any good doctors in this wild place, so let's take care of it in the town.
"Miss..." Lu Yi still wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Murong Shuqing, "If you don't want to, just get well and let's go." Murong Shuqing looked serious, Lu Yi didn't dare to answer.
Xifeng Town is the largest town with a radius of several hundred miles. It is relatively prosperous, and commerce and trade are relatively common. In front of the largest medicine hall in the town, a large black carriage was parked. It was not luxurious, but it was a rare atmosphere.
Zi Yuan anxiously pulled the old doctor and said worriedly: "Doctor, take a look at her, she has been sick for many days, and it is not good to take medicine."
Murong Shuqing stood beside the door, and was very worried. Lu Yi had seen many doctors along the way, but they didn't get better, and she was getting more and more tired, as if she couldn't sleep.
After taking the pulse for a while, the old doctor had a clear look on his face, and with a gray beard, he smiled confidently: "Qi and blood are too deficient, and she is infected with the cold, don't worry, the old man will give her two doses of medicine, go back and have a good rest, Keep the medicine until the illness is cured."
"Yeah, you can see the King of Hell after taking two more servings."
Just as the old doctor was writing the prescription, a rather arrogant sneer came from outside the door.
The boy in the hall reacted the fastest, rushed to the door, and scolded in disgust: "Where is the stinky beggar! Get out!"
Murong Shuqing moved and saw a man in his early 40s standing in front of the splendid pharmacy hall. His shabby robes made him look a bit like a beggar.
The man glanced at everyone in the hall, shook his head, and left gracefully. Murong Shuqing took two steps and called, "Sir, stay here."
The clear voice kept the pace of leaving. The man turned around slowly, looked Murong Shuqing up and down, didn't say anything, just kept looking at her.
Murong Shuqing bowed and said sincerely, "Sir, please advise."
The man still stared at Murong Shuqing for a long time before he quietly said, "She is poisoned."
Poisoned? This is a question she hadn't thought about. Why did Lu Yi get poisoned? If someone really wants to be poisoned, it should be directed at her. Did Lu Yi suffer on her behalf unintentionally? Murong Shuqing frowned and sighed, "Sir, can you take a step to speak?" Now the most important thing is to detoxify Lu Yi.
"Okay." The man did not hesitate, and readily agreed.
When the group returned to the inn, Lu Yi was also very puzzled about her poisoning. She just felt very tired, and the others didn't feel anything. How could she be poisoned? Although she was also very scared, she believed that the young lady would definitely have a way to save her. At the same time, she was also fortunate that it was she, not the young lady, who was poisoned.
After entering the room, Murong Shuqing immediately asked anxiously, "What kind of poison is in her, can it be cured?"
The man took a closer look at Lu Yi, and took her pulse again. After confirming, he replied, "The poison is not very powerful, it's just treacherous." He hadn't seen this kind of poison for many years.
"Will it cause great harm to Lu Yi?" Treacherous? Hearing this answer, Murong Shuqing became even more nervous. The man said it easily, but she still felt that the poison seemed very complicated.
Zi Yuan sat in front of the bed, holding Lv Yi's hand in both hands, and asked, "What kind of poison is in Lv Yi?"
The man got up and left the window curtain, walked under the window, and replied, "A kind of grass is called ecstasy."
Hearing the name, Mo Can's originally cold brows suddenly wrinkled, and frost instantly formed on his face.
When the man saw Mo Can's abnormal face, he sighed inwardly. It turned out that some people knew that he was intoxicated. The man explained calmly: "This kind of poison takes a certain amount of time to strike, and deep sleep is the symptom of the poison's attack. The sleeping time will get longer and longer, and after a few days, she will be completely unconscious and unconscious. She will wake up after seven days in a coma. At that time, she has completely obeyed the poisoner, and she will die after forty-nine days."
"Is it solvable?" Murong Shuqing is only concerned about this now. According to the meaning of his words, this poison will eventually kill people.
What? The man's words frightened Lu Yi's pretty face with a bloodless face. She was poisoned and she would obey others. If there is no cure for this poison, it would be better to die now. Lu Yi quietly put her hand under the pillow, where there was a pair of scissors that she used to embroider the purse for the young lady yesterday. She clenched the scissors in her hand, took a deep breath, and waited for the man's answer.
Feeling that the atmosphere in the room became solemn, the man said without further ado: "It is easy to detoxify before she is completely asleep. For it to work fully, the toxin must travel all over the body, as long as this girl can force herself not to sleep within three days. , the poison will not break itself. But if the poison has entered the eight extraordinary meridians, there will be no solution."
It turned out that someone wanted to use Lu Yi to kill her, which was indeed treacherous. Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise Lu Yi would be too pitiful. This infatuation is so terrifying, it is impossible to guarantee that no one will be hurt by it again, Murong Shuqing listened to the man's detoxification method, seems to have found the point, and asked: "In other words, intoxication is the slow poisoning of people unknowingly. ?"
"Yes, as long as you know that you are intoxicated, people with will will not be controlled by it. The most fearful thing is that you think that you have a cold, and you will be better if you take a rest. In the end, you are in a coma, and the gods have no solution." This is also the danger of this poison. In a place where people are poisoned without realizing it, it is still a weapon to kill with a knife, and in the end, they will lose their lives.
After Murong Shuqing was sure that Lu Yi would not be in danger, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, and asked, "I have one more thing to ask Mr., where does this fascination come from?"
"Iceland." What a smart woman, her thoughts were sorted out so quickly.
Iceland is at the northernmost end of Yan Rui Territory. It is not only cold all the year round, but also rich in some precious medicinal materials. Could it be Yan Rui who used this poison? If so, what good would her death do to Yan Rui? If not, could it be Cang Yue? Why did Cang Yue use Yan Rui's poison to harm her? Was it framed or something else? All this seems a little confusing.
Having said what he should say, the man said aloud, "Farewell."
When Murong Shuqing came back to his senses, the man had already walked into the courtyard of the inn's atrium. Murong Shuqing followed him out and asked, "Mr. Gao?"
The man turned around and smiled smartly: "I'm a wanderer, so you don't need to worry about it. You and I are also destined today."
"Fate?" Murong Shuqing chuckled, walked slowly to the man, and said with a smile, "This fate is probably created by your husband." Since they got off the carriage yesterday, he has been observing them, and he followed them to the pharmacy today. , and finally made a sound to attract her attention. If this is also called fate, she has fate with too many people.
Murong Shuqing's outspokenness, the man obviously did not expect that after he was slightly startled, he laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, as expected of Ruifeng and Fuguo!" Attracted by her extraordinary destiny, he has seen a lot of people with phoenix destiny, and there is nothing strange about it, and this is obviously a woman, but it is strange that there is an air of general in her body, two completely different destiny It is even more unheard of to focus on one person.
The man's words shocked Murong Shuqing. This kind of numerology theory has been very sensitive in all dynasties. If those words were heard by those who had the heart, and they spread the word, it would definitely be a disaster for her, no matter whether the result was believing or not. Murong Shuqing looked directly at the man calmly, and said indifferently, "Sir, it's better not to say something casually."
The man restrained his smile and carefully looked at the woman who had always been calm and whispered in front of him. Hearing his words, he was neither ecstatic nor panicked. It seemed that she was able to carry a different fate, which must be unique. I don't know if she doesn't believe in numerology, or if she doesn't follow the meaning of numerology. The man also looked at him happily and asked, "Do you not believe it, or do you not want to?"
Xuan Tiancheng had already moved the idea of taking Murong Shuqing as his concubine, and Xi Lieyue also made it clear that he would use her as his wife. The so-called body of Ruifeng and the minister of Fuguo may be unbelievable to others, or they may be honored. For her, however, it was nothing to be proud of.
Without answering the man's question directly, Murong Shuqing retracted his gaze and looked at a dead tree by the backyard of the inn. The dry branches had completely lost the power of life. In this turbulent inn, it was especially abrupt and desolate. Murong Shuqing walked to the stone bench beside the dead wood and sat down, then quietly replied: "I heard a sentence, I think it is very reasonable, and I am very convinced, but it can be discussed with Mr.
The man followed her and came to the stone bench at the back of the courtyard. He did not sit down, but stood under the dead wood and said with a smile, "I would like to hear about it."
"The change of destiny is like the moon's cloudy and clear rounds, and it does not harm the elegance of the wise." Murong Shuqing whispered in a clear and shallow voice, as if he was talking to a man, but it seemed that he was just sighing and sighing, a low voice that was almost blown by the cold wind scattered.
A light sentence, let the man observe Xiaoyuan's eyes at will, and once again fell on this woman who can only be described as light. She didn't scorn fate outright, and she didn't preach the struggle against fate in a righteous manner. It was just a random metaphor, which had already shown that fate would change, and there was no need to be too obsessed with it. He guessed that she should be extraordinary, otherwise she would not have such a fate, but he didn't expect that at a young age, she already had the simplest and most sensible answer to fate. Slowly nodding, the man gave a bow and said sincerely, "What a wise man who has an impermanent fate. The girl has a good opinion and has been taught."
The man's Daogu Xianfeng must also be an expert outside the world. Murong Shuqing saw him bowing and salute so earnestly, he got up quickly, bowed his head to return the salute, and said with a smile, "Sir, you are very kind."
The man chuckled lightly. This rare and magnificent woman has given him a lot of insight. This trip down the mountain was worthwhile. Without further ado, the man clasped his fists and simply said "goodbye", then strode away.
Murong Shuqing stood in the courtyard for a long time, looking at the back of the man as he walked away in a thoughtful manner.