The Confucian scholar stood awkwardly where he was, a little at a loss.
I want to say something, but I don't know what to say.
Rong Xian saw his gesture, and meaningfully uttered a meaningless syllable: "—Oh."
The Confucian student coughed lightly, and gave a deep, cheeky salute, and said, "I also ask your Highness to be merciful."
Rong Xian pondered, but she was just letting go of a few meaningless people. She was not stingy with a few pills.
But can this scholar really bring the antidote back safely
Those guys who haven't shot all the time won't just watch.
But she looked at the Confucian scholar's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, and then looked at this person's face. It was not a short-lived, and it should be no problem to think about it.
Rong Xian grabbed her right hand in the air, and the faint poisonous gas was kneaded into three pills.
The tip of her left finger was a little on the medicinal pill, and a touch of vitality poured into the medicinal pill.
A porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in her hand. She put three medicinal pills into the porcelain bottle and handed the porcelain bottle to the scholar.
"Take it to save people, the extra pill will be sent to you for self-defense." Rong Xian's expression was warm and gentle, and her tone was not slow, which made people feel like a spring breeze.
The Confucian scholar took over the porcelain bottle with a solemn expression, without the slightest suspicion that the medicine was fake.
Probably this is the so-called #self-serving#.
Confucian scholars are bright and upright, and they feel that others are also upright.
Fortunately, Rong Xian didn't mean to pit him, otherwise wouldn't this be a trick
The Confucian scholar held the porcelain vase, looked at Rong Xian from left to right, and finally said earnestly, "Your Highness is different from what I imagined."
Confucian scholars read the book of sages and sages, with the idea of governing the country and the world, and they are most concerned about the major immortal dynasties.
Among these immortal dynasties, the one that caused the storm was the Nanrong Dynasty.
The news that His Majesty the Sword Emperor of Nanrong had found an heir from the lower realm has spread all over the northern border and Buzhou. In this circle of Confucian scholars, there has been speculation about the character of this highness who was brought up from the lower realm, and whether it is suitable to shoulder the responsibility. A country's burden.
After that, there were scattered news, most of which is that this Highness has been seeing a doctor and saving people, she is a doctor!
Everyone who heard the news at the beginning was stunned, and some Confucian scholars who had a heart for the world couldn't help throwing their sleeves and leaving, scolding the Sword Emperor for nonsense.
How can Jiangshan Sheji be so playful and hand it over to one person at will, this is irresponsible to the people of the world.
Some tough-tempered Confucian students directly invited their friends and companions to go to Nanrong Ganjing, wanting to meet the Sword Emperor, hoping that the Sword Emperor would take back his life and deprive His Highness of his status as a princess.
Even if it is better to reserve a seat for this highness in the imperial hospital than to be a queen concubine.
But what happened next caught everyone's attention.
This Highness first had a grudge with the people of Shanhai Dojo, and then the people of Bei Zhao issued a reward for killing people, and the Imperial City Division was dispatched directly.
The Buzhou of Northern Xinjiang, which had been calm for a long time, was suddenly turbulent, and the Yin Mountain outside Qifeng Town had changed from the dead silence of the past, and it was very lively.
A total of fifty-six strong men and immortals entered Yinshan, and in less than a day, only one survived.
Among the dead, there are several people who are strong on the human list. This is a big mess, and the entire continent is in an uproar, and this Highness is ranked on the human list.
To be honest, after so many years, it was the first time that a Confucian scholar had seen such a noisy person.
After a few days of work from the lower realm, Buzhou was disturbed.
He thought that His Highness was restless and temperamental, but who knew that when he first saw him, he found that he was gentle and polite, and his breath was pure.
He immediately felt embarrassed, and felt that he had made the mistake of 'listening to the wind is rain'. He never saw a real person and denied a person just by hearing about it, which made him feel a little wrong when facing His Highness.
Rong Xian glanced at him and guessed what he was thinking.
Rong Xian chuckled lightly and did not ask any more questions, instead she said warmly, "Go back as soon as possible to save people. Be careful that there are people on the road who are malicious and snatch the antidote."
The Confucian student thought about his classmates, nodded quickly, turned around and prepared to leave.
But at this time, he couldn't worry about Rong Xian again: "Your Highness, how are you preparing now? Even though most of the people here are poisoned, those who are not poisoned will still come to trouble you."
He thought about it for a while, and seemed determined to say: "If Your Highness doesn't dislike it, after he has rescued his classmates, he is willing to help His Highness avoid this disaster."
Rong Xian rejected it neatly, her brows were calm, and she spoke softly like a lady: "Sir, don't get involved, I will leave this place soon."
After a pause, a green light flashed in her hand, and a lotus flower exuding soft vitality appeared in her hand.
Rong Xian stood with a bouquet of flowers, a little bit of sunlight shone on her body through the mist, holy and gentle.
"After I leave, Mr. Laofan will return this lotus to heaven and earth, and then the poison of spring sleep will heal itself." Rong Xian said sincerely.
The scholar's eyes widened, not daring to believe: "Are you sure your Highness will hand over such an important thing to me?"
Rong Xian said solemnly: "Mr. can disregard the dangers for the sake of his classmates and run all the way here. Such conduct is really admirable. I am very relieved to give this antidote to Mr.
The Confucian scholar was so trusted by her that he only felt warm in his heart, and took the lotus with a solemn expression and promised: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will take good care of this lotus to relieve the poison of everyone."
Rong Xian sighed softly, "If there are a few good people with noble morals like Mr., why worry about the world being impure."
After all, she turned to leave.
The Confucian scholar seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "His Royal Highness, under Yan Rui, thank you Your Highness for the gift of medicine today, and he will surely reward him in the future."
Rong Xian paused slightly, then continued to move forward.
Yan Rui didn't get a response and wasn't disappointed. He held the lotus and muttered to himself: "My wife is completely different from the legend. She gave me the lotus as an antidote. First, she wanted to stop me from marrying her to help her. Everyone is the enemy, and the second is to let me show mercy to everyone who is asleep and keep me safe here.”
He gently stroked the lotus flower and said with emotion: "His Royal Highness ordered the medicine for self-preservation, and now he has left the antidote. He has never had any bad thoughts. He is upright, kind, gentle, and worthy of being a doctor."
As soon as the words fell, Yan Rui's expression froze, and his eyes were faintly tangled.
This Highness can indeed be a good doctor when she is a doctor, but she is the future king of the Xian Dynasty...
Yan Rui rubbed his forehead with a headache, pressed his mind to the bottom of his heart, and walked towards the place where he settled down.
His companions are still waiting for the antidote.
After Yan Rui walked away, Rong Yu asked aloud, "Is the teacher just giving him the antidote like this?"
Rong Xian raised her eyelids and said casually, "I wanted to find someone to deliver the antidote at will, but since Yan Rui happened to be at the meeting, I gave it to him."
"Are you going to let these people go?" Rong Yu said reluctantly.
Rong Xian's expression was introverted, and her tone was so indifferent that Rong Yu felt dull: "Why not? Let me kill them all?"
Rong Yu frowned and said, "It's okay to kill."
Yan Rui: Tai Nuya is a good person, a great person (ω｀) Super god
(End of this chapter)