Rong Xian's eyes were gentle, as if revealing a hint of tenderness, which made Shen Jiuyou tremble: "It's okay, Jiu Liu lost his sense of proportion because he was too happy, I can understand."
While speaking, she turned her wrist and a pill appeared in her hand.
"Eat it." Rong Xian said.
Shen Jiulu took the pill without hesitation, and swallowed it directly.
This completely trusting gesture pleased Rong Xian and made the smile in Rong Xian's eyes even more obvious. She raised her eyebrows and took out the same pill and swallowed it.
Although Shen Jiulu was full of doubts, he did not ask, and An Xin waited for Rong Xian to explain to her.
Rong Xian didn't make him wait too long, just after swallowing the pill, her hands quickly formed a seal, and two looming cedar flowers appeared in front of the two of them.
Shen Jiulu was surprised, and subconsciously pressed the purse on his chest, this is a cedar flower that can bring luck and rebirth!
"Just now we ate an elixir made from cedar tree pollen. No matter where you go in the future, as long as I want to find you, the cedar tree flower will take me there." Rong Xian said solemnly, "This is It's my own recipe, I'll teach you, it will be much easier for you to find me in the future."
Well, to pave a fair and upright path for him to find Shen Jiulu accurately in the future.
She cleared her throat and pretended to say, "I've eliminated all the power of your curse, but I can't cure it. If you relapse next time and I'm not here, you can use cedar flowers to lead the way to me."
Rong Xian waved her hands to break up the flowers, and raised her hands to seal the knot. This time, the speed slowed down a little. After repeating it twice, she looked at Shen Jiulu and asked, "Have you learned it?"
Shen Jiuliu pursed his lips, raised his hand and moved slowly and accurately, when he stopped, he saw two cedar flowers circling around him.
His expression was still cold, but his voice was dyed a bit of firework that was not there before: "You don't have to worry about you getting lost in the future."
Seeing the cedar flowers again, Shen Jiuliu was 70% sure that Xiaoxian was the girl in the dream, and the purse around his neck was probably from Xiaoxian's hand.
Rong Xian was amused by his childishness. She walked lightly to the door, put away the umbrella, and said, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."
Shen Jiu left his consciousness and took two steps forward, and the coldness that did not touch the red dust was infected with a rare warmth: "I will send you."
Rong Xian was silent for a moment, then refused: "No, stay for a long time, if you have nothing to do, don't appear in the city lord's mansion."
She bit her lip and seemed a little embarrassed: "Just after I went back yesterday, my uncle came to ask me about your news, and repeatedly told me to take you back to the city master's mansion. I always felt that my uncle was too warm to you, something was wrong. ."
Getting Shen Jiulu to be on guard against Qingbo would also make her plan go more smoothly.
Seeing Shen Jiuliu's serious face, Rong Xian rolled her eyes and smiled, and said hypocritically, "Don't be nervous, maybe I'm thinking too much."
Shen Jiulu: "Who is your uncle?"
Rong Xian blinked, her phoenix eyes filled with confusion: "Didn't I tell you? I am the head disciple of Xuanhua Mountain, and the city lord Qingbo is Master's fellow disciple and my uncle."
Shen Jiulu put his doubts in his heart and said softly, "Your uncle may be worried about you."
Rong Xian looked at his thoughtful appearance and knew that he had listened to it, so she reached out and handed him the umbrella: "The rain has stopped, the original umbrella will be returned, and I will go back."
Shen Jiulu held the umbrella tightly and nodded slightly: "Walk slowly."
Seeing that trace of the shadow go away, Shen Jiuliu unconsciously stroked the paper umbrella, which seemed to carry the light medicinal fragrance of the woman.
She had just left, but he couldn't help but start to miss her.
I miss her low-brow smile, miss her soft voice, miss her faint medicinal fragrance, miss her tenderness like water...
He used to be quiet and clean when he was alone, but after getting to know her, he suddenly understood loneliness.
This is... like
Shen Jiuliu's cold eyes were slightly confused, fragile and innocent.
Rong Xian had just returned to the City Lord's Mansion, and Qing Er was already waiting there.
"Doctor Rong is back, the city lord has been waiting for a while." Qing Er said respectfully, and then invited Rong Xian to walk towards the main hall with a tyrannical attitude that could not be refused.
Rong Xian glanced at him lightly and followed.
However, Qing Er's aura was somewhat familiar, it seemed to be the aura that was hidden in the dark when she rescued You Feng.
When I came to the main hall, the atmosphere inside was silent and solemn, and the surrounding servants did not dare to breathe.
The corners of Rong Xian's mouth were slowly raised, and she smiled very calmly: "This early in the morning, why is Shishu so angry? I don't know who angered Shishu?"
Qing Bo sullenly asked, "Where did you go last night?"
Rong Xian did not get angry because of his questioning tone, but answered with a good temper: "The disciple went to the poor area to visit the patient."
This is not wrong, she is indeed going to see a patient, one is Xiaoru and her mother, the other is Shen Jiulu.
"Since I'm going to see a doctor, why did the guards pour the medicine and not let them follow?" Qing Bo was aggressive.
Rong Xian straightened her sleeves, she had long purple hair, her expression was gentle and calm, her eyes were bright as stars, and her tone was slightly surprised: "It turns out that they are from Uncle Shi, this disciple vaguely sensed someone following him when he went out last night, and thought it was because of his heart. Malicious people, this is the only way to pour the medicine down."
She bowed her hands to Qing Bo with an embarrassed expression: "I don't know how those brothers are doing now? The disciple let them sleep in the rain as a punishment, but I didn't expect my family to beat my family. ."
Qing Bo was stunned, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, and there was a bit of suspicion on his face: "Don't you know that they were sent by me?"
Rong Xian seemed to be at a loss: "If the disciple knew that they belonged to the uncle, he would definitely not do it. The disciple is not very skilled, and there is someone from the uncle who secretly looks after it. The disciple is too late to be grateful, so how can he make a move at will."
Seeing her like this, Qing Bo had the last bit of doubt. It wasn't that he was gullible, but that Rong Xian's character was a person he had already investigated.
Qing Bo would rather believe that Rong Xian is a good old man who never lies, rather than that she has a deep scheming.
After all, it is terrifying to be able to pretend to deceive everyone for several years.
With Rong Xian's age, she was only eight years old, she was born with a good heart, and coupled with the teachings of his pedantic senior brother, she became such a pure and kind person.
Qing Bo's face improved a lot, and then he got to the point and asked directly, "Did you meet Shen Jiulu when you went out last night?"
He had already seen it clearly. When talking to Rong Xian, he couldn't say it around the corner. She had an honest heart, and she listened to other people's words according to her honest way of thinking. Niu Lip didn't talk to Mawei, and the topic turned to the horizon.
It is better to ask directly, Rong Xian is not a liar.
Rong Xian: Uncle Qingbo, do you have any misunderstanding about 'honest'
(End of this chapter)