Although Mu Mingtang didn't understand it, he could probably guess that it was not a good thing when he heard the words of fighting poison with poison.
Mu Mingtang asked, "How about fighting poison with poison?"
The little Taoist said: "It's easy to say. I've been eroded by the smell of Wu Yufei for a long time, and suddenly I smell the smell of Yaoyin. It's out of control. It's impossible to resist external forces. Now, the body is used to it, and it won't be dragged away by the medicine."
"So you mean..."
"We'll find the medicine by ourselves to cause him to get sick. Of course, the initial dose is very small. After he can control it, the ingredients will be gradually increased, and finally the root of Wu Yufei will be completely burned. To endure for an hour in a closed room, then this drug is not something to be afraid of for him."
In order to prevent smallpox, people will deliberately let children touch the skin scabs dropped by the people who have smallpox. The scabs are detoxified. If the children can resist, there is no need to worry about smallpox for the rest of their lives. If you can't resist... you can only resign.
The treatment plan proposed by the little Taoist priest is similar to smallpox vaccination, and the mechanism is the same.
However, after all, Mu Mingtang still frowned: "I understand the truth, but in case..."
Xie Xuanchen held down Mu Mingtang's hand and said, "There is no contingency. This method is fine, just do as he said."
When the little Taoist first proposed it, he was worried that Xie Xuanchen would not cooperate. After all, these princes and grandsons have been spoiled since childhood, and their fingertips did not even touch the water. Xie Xuanchen might not be willing to suffer this kind of treatment plan for double torture of the mind and body. . Now that Xie Xuanchen is cooperating, this is really good.
The little Taoist said, "It's easier to talk if you want. But the ugly words are ahead. This method is very painful, and it will only become more and more painful. Although you agree now, you can't blame me when you feel uncomfortable in the later stage."
"No." Xie Xuanchen didn't explain much, just said, "Let's start."
The little Taoist scratched his head and said, "This is just my conjecture. There is still a lot to prepare for the actual implementation. First of all, we need a quiet and sturdy house. The effect of Wu Yufei is very evil, and your lethality is a bit too large Yes. To be on the safe side, when you smell the medicine, you should be locked in the room alone."
"it is good."
"And during my treatment, I can't be disturbed. By the way, you pay for the medicine yourself."
This Taoist priest is a real money fan, Xie Xuanchen didn't even think about it, he still responded: "Okay."
"Then there is only one question left." The little Taoist said with a somewhat embarrassed look, "Wu Yufei is only produced in the southern border, I have never seen it before, and it will take some time to prepare the medicine. So, at least wait for me. After buying Wu Yufei, the treatment can be started."
Mu Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and said, "Okay, it's better to take a while. Let him recover first while he's there."
Mu Mingtang was really frightened when he heard it. He wanted to deliberately induce Xie Xuanchen to get sick, and then let him hold it back, and he had to be locked in a small room alone... Every word the little Taoist said made Mu Mingtang's heart skip a beat. She just listened to it. I was very worried. If it can be eased for a while, and Xie Xuanchen's body can recover a bit before starting, it is naturally the best.
Xie Xuanchen has always been quiet and quiet, but this time he raised an objection: "I have medicine."
"what?"
"I have medicine in my hand." Xie Xuanchen's eyes were cold, his lips were pale, and his tone was as light as a puff of smoke, "You don't have to wait, let's start today."
Hearing Xie Xuanchen's words, Mu Mingtang also slowly remembered that she had no intention of finding a scented ball in the cupboard before. On that day, although they deliberately put the incense ball back in place, a lot of incense embers were scraped out from it.
If this is really a medicinal guide, then the incense ash contains the medicinal properties of the black feather flying root, but because it has been burned, the medicinal properties are naturally weakened. It is indeed a good choice that meets the requirements of the little Taoist.
Mu Mingtang hesitated, looking at Xie Xuanchen worriedly. Xie Xuanchen always followed her before, but this time he was determined.
The little Taoist priest didn't know Mu Mingtang's mental activity, he raised his eyebrows happily and said, "So you have it, that's the best! Anyway, the amount needed at the beginning is small, you can deal with it first, and then you can increase the dose. I'm afraid I bought Wu Yufei too. By the way, remember to quote me the money for the medicine."
The little Taoist did not leave the money in three words, but Mu Mingtang didn't even have the mood to talk to him now. Xie Xuanchen clenched Mu Mingtang's hand silently, and put her hand on his lap, indicating that she was fine.
Then Xie Xuanchen looked at the little Taoist priest and said, "You don't have to worry about money and venue. When can you start?"
"I still need to prepare two pairs of medicines. Although it is mainly up to you to endure it, you need to take medicine before and after. It will take about two days. When I have prepared the medicine, I can start."
Xie Xuanchen nodded and fixed the time in a few words: "Okay, at the end of Hai Shi the day after tomorrow, Lake Heart Town Qingtang."
The little Taoist also knew that the two of them were in a special situation and could only start at night, so they agreed. After the negotiation, they don't need to worry about the rest, Xie Xuanchen took Mu Mingtang to get up and leave.
The wind was quiet outside, and there was a slight moisture in the night wind, as if it was about to rain. The two walked side by side, both speechless. After a while, Xie Xuanchen asked, "I didn't pay attention before, where is the black iron chain?"
Mu Mingtang was startled and looked up at him suddenly: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm afraid that in case I can't control it and hurt you." Xie Xuanchen said, "It's better to lock my hands, you can drive anyway, so it's okay."
Since Xie Xuanchen woke up, the emperor sent another person to the palace, and the heavy black iron chain disappeared. If Xie Xuanchen hadn't said it, Mu Mingtang would have forgotten about it.
She had never noticed where the black iron chain went.
Mu Mingtang said: "It's probably in the warehouse. It will take a lot of trouble to move out such a heavy thing, and most of it is still in the palace." After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he hesitated a little: "But, this pair of chains was originally right. Your humiliation, why did you…”
"I used to think it was confinement, it was an insult." The night wind swayed leisurely, with the unique moist coolness before the rain, Xie Xuanchen's voice seemed to melt in the wind, and it was shallow and light, "But now I am a little more capable. I understand what they're doing."
At the beginning, this was the shackle that his biological father put on him, and Xie Xuanchen tried his best to break free. Now, Xie Xuanchen chose to pick up the shackles again and put the gloves back on his hands.
In himself, even if there is a 1 in 10 chance, he is willing to try. But if it was Mu Mingtang, he wouldn't even dare to let her take a risk.
In case he really loses control, at any rate, there is a mysterious iron chain to stop him.
"No." Mu Mingtang held Xie Xuanchen's hand tightly and said, "I believe you won't. I will accompany you the day after tomorrow, and I will always guard you."
"No." Xie Xuanchen vetoed, "It's too dangerous, you can sleep in the room with peace of mind."
"No." Mu Mingtang was also very determined, looking at him firmly, "If you don't let me follow, I'll sneak out, maybe it's even more dangerous. Anyway, where are you, where am I."
Xie Xuanchen frowned. Intellectually, he knew that he should stop her. If Xie Xuanchen wanted to, he had a way to make Mu Mingtang stay in Yulintang all night and not leave. But emotionally, he was shamelessly reluctant.
Xie Xuanchen struggled for a long time, and finally turned around without saying a word, just holding Mu Mingtang's hand tightly.
This is his only weakness, and it is also the courage that allows him to keep going. As long as there is her, whether it is the chains that once brought him infinite humiliation, or the double torture like a slow knife cutting flesh proposed by a little Taoist priest, he can endure it.
The next day, Mu Mingtang accompanied Xie Xuanchen to Zhenqingtang. The little Taoist carefully added a pinch of incense ash, mixed it with wormwood and lit it, and then locked the door from the outside. In fact, this door is nothing, including the mysterious iron chain inside, which can't play any role.
If Xie Xuanchen can restrain Yaoyin, the door and lock are unnecessary; if Xie Xuanchen can't control it, no amount of locks can stop him.
What they really rely on is actually the source of danger. They are all betting on Xie Xuanchen's willpower.
The little Taoist priest and Mu Mingtang were waiting outside the door, and the night wind brought the water vapor from the lake, and it was a little cold on people. The little Taoist shivered involuntarily, clasped his arms and yawned, "It's so cold, it's cold and sleepy."
After the little Taoist finished speaking, he looked at Mu Mingtang strangely: "Aren't you cold?"
Mu Mingtang shook his head, staring at Xiang almost motionless. The little Taoist followed her gaze and said, "A stick of incense is still far away. It's too windy here. We're just waiting here. Why don't we sit in the attic for a while?"
Mu Mingtang shook his head and said softly, "No need. The priest feels cold, so let's go and rest for a while."
The little Taoist hesitated: "It's cold and dark here, if you're the only one left, you..."
"I'm not afraid of the dark." Mu Mingtang smiled at the little Taoist priest and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the little Taoist priest, I'm not afraid. The Taoist priest has worked hard today, and the Taoist priest should go and rest for a while. No matter how you have used it, the cushions inside are all new and soft, whatever the Taoist wants, just say it, don't be polite."
The little Taoist was suspicious: "Then I really left?"
Mu Mingtang nodded and smiled. Since Mu Mingtang insisted, the little Taoist stopped persuading him, and went into the side hall to keep warm. The little Taoist went upstairs, smeared black and lit the lamp. When he was fumbling just now, he felt that the furnishings here were very expensive, but after lighting it up, he found that it was really expensive.
The terraces are exquisite, the splendid stacks are stacked, and there are calligraphy and painting screens hanging everywhere. The little Taoist touched the incense burner and found that it was made of real gold. He sighed, "I thought it was gilded, but it turned out to be pure gold. These paintings and calligraphy are also handmade by famous artists. They hang like no money in their homes. What about their palaces? so rich?"
The little Taoist touched around for a while, and finally sat comfortably in the chair. He was not polite to the pastries on the table and ate them casually. Anyway, if he doesn't eat it, he will all fall down tomorrow.
The little Taoist enjoyed it for a while with a revenge mentality, and finally remembered that he was still a healer. He thought of Mu Mingtang who stayed downstairs. After all, she was a woman. Is it really okay to stay alone in the dark outdoor
Zhenqingtang is an attic hall built in the center of the lake. During the day, it is natural and elegant to hold banquets and enjoy the scenery, but it is a bit scary to appear in such a place late at night. Looking around, there were bottomless waters all around, and there was a whirring of wind from time to time in the woods on the shore. The little Taoist priest was used to walking on mountain roads, and it was hairy just standing outside.
The little Taoist priest's conscience finally overwhelmed his hatred for the rich. He walked to the window with the cake in his arms, and wanted to call Mu Mingtang to come and sit. The little Taoist opened the window and found that Mu Mingtang was no longer there.
She stood under the window, facing the house, and the cold moonlight shone on her, as if a layer of frost had fallen on her shoulders.
The little Taoist suddenly became quiet. He remembered that Xie Xuanchen locked himself in a similar position, and by the moonlight, he seemed to be able to see Xie Xuanchen's figure.
Mu Mingtang didn't move, and there was no movement in the room, but they both knew inexplicably that the other was just a window away. The little Taoist watched for a while, then silently closed the window.
The little Taoist had basically eaten himself half full. He counted that the time was almost up, so he pocketed two cakes in his sleeves and went downstairs slowly.
Downstairs, the incense stick that counts the time is about to burn to the end.
Mars lit up for a moment, and then disappeared. Mu Mingtang ran to the door almost at the same time and took out the key to unlock it. Mu Mingtang wanted to stay in the house just now, but Xie Xuanchen firmly disagreed and asked her to lock it outside the house. If Mu Mingtang refuses, he will lock it in the house by himself.
Mu Mingtang can't be relieved, if it is locked from the inside, if something happens, she won't be able to get in. She could only close the door and lock it from the outside according to Xie Xuanchen's request. Now that the time was up, Mu Mingtang immediately ran in to see Xie Xuanchen's condition.
Xie Xuanchen looked extremely tired, his face was pale, and his eyes were red. Mu Mingtang had a sore nose when he saw it, but Xie Xuanchen shook his head and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."
He said that he wanted to stand up, but as soon as he moved, he suddenly became dizzy, and the black iron chain was attached to the heavy object behind, making a loud clatter.
Mu Mingtang hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and helped him slowly sit back in his seat: "Don't worry, take your time."
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he quickly turned back to the little Taoist priest: "Little Taoist priest, come and see how he is doing?"
The little Taoist took a sniff at the door, and when he saw that the smell of wormwood was almost gone, he walked in slowly. He took Xie Xuanchen's pulse and said, "The first time is a success. I'll keep two doses of medicine for a while, one at noon and one at night every day. After drinking it for five days, I will start preparing for the second treatment."
Xie Xuanchen didn't even have the energy to speak, just nodded. Mu Mingtang asked some more food taboos before he solemnly thanked the little Taoist priest and sent the little Taoist priest out.
Mu Mingtang wanted to stay here and wait for Xie Xuanchen. The little Taoist priest knew that it would be an eyesore to stay, so he might as well go back to bed earlier, so he simply said goodbye. After the little Taoist left, Mu Mingtang sat next to Xie Xuanchen and felt his fingers were cold, and he felt distressed: "Is it hard?"
There was no blood on Xie Xuanchen's lips, and he just shook his head: "It's okay."
Xie Xuanchen said it was okay, that was really uncomfortable. Fighting poison with poison sounds simple, but only the person involved can understand the pain.
Mu Mingtang felt uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't tell Xie Xuanchen, but silently opened the chain on his hand.
After the lock was opened, Mu Mingtang wanted to hold him to the ground, but Xie Xuanchen forcibly took it away. This pair of locks is really heavy. Mu Mingtang remembered something and asked, "How did you find them out? Don't the people in the warehouse have any doubts?"
Xie Xuanchen didn't say much, just said vaguely: "They didn't notice."
Such a conspicuous thing, will you not notice it? Mu Mingtang expressed doubts, but when Xie Xuanchen said this, Mu Mingtang didn't ask any further questions, and regarded it as a coincidence.
After Xie Xuanchen's headache passed, the two of them returned to Yulintang. When he went back, he didn't disturb the maid just like when he came.
Perhaps, not necessarily without alarm.
They leave once or twice, and the maid may not find out, but they have not been in the house for so long, does the maid really know nothing about it
Mu Mingtang didn't think further, Xie Xuanchen didn't say it, and she didn't ask. Now the composition of the people in the palace is very complicated, and Mu Mingtang can't tell exactly how many belong to the emperor, how many belong to Xie Xuanchen, how many pretend to be deaf and mute, and how many secretly turn to Xie Xuanchen.
After several treatments like this, Mu Mingtang didn't know if it worked or not, but Xie Xuanchen's expression gradually calmed down and was no longer as sensitive and sharp as before. In this way, no matter whether it is actually effective or not, it is a worthwhile trip to cure Xie Xuanchen's heart disease.
In the blink of an eye, it entered March, the vegetation recovered, the flowers bloomed, and the activities in the capital became frequent. On the fifth day of the new year, Mrs. Zhu personally wrote a post and invited Mu Mingtang to go to Daxiangji Temple to offer incense.