Early the next morning, Mu Yunyao woke up. Mother was frightened last night and was still asleep. She got out of bed softly, not wanting to wake her up.
Li's cheeks were flushed, and she frowned and hummed in a low voice, already having a fever.
Mu Yunyao looked back coldly, went to the firewood house, carried the basket, and walked out of the gate to the back mountain. Since she wanted to do a show, she naturally had to do a full set. She hated Li, but she would not ruin her reputation because of her.
In the last life, she got nothing, in this life, she wants the best in everything, so is her reputation!
Xiayan Village is on the edge of Yancheng, at the foot of Yanshan Mountain. The mountains are densely populated with many wild herbs. If someone in the village is sick on weekdays, they will go up the mountain to find some herbs and boil water to drink, and most of them will recover slowly.
In the winter, the wind is strong, and it is like a fine needle prick on the face, and the pain is dense. But Mu Yunyao walked slowly, with a smile on her lips.
The grass and trees on the mountain were withered, and it was even more difficult to distinguish the herbs. She had good eyesight, and quickly found the small thistle to stop the bleeding and the narcotic eggplant vine. After digging, she continued to walk backwards.
There is a living water in the back mountain, and the water is warm all year round. She went to the water to find a snake and gave it to the rich man Zhang who wanted to take her mother as a concubine as a gift:
Festival, ceremony!
Going around the mountain ridge, she saw a light mist rising, Mu Yunyao quickened her pace, put down the basket and washed her face with warm water, feeling much happier. Hooking the corners of his lips and looking around, there is warm water here, and many plants and trees around are still green. Snakes naturally like to dig pits in the grass nest to hibernate.
Looking at a place where vegetation is particularly prosperous, she stepped on the stone to cross the stream, squatted down and bent over to push the tall grass away, and felt a cold light flash before her eyes, and a sharp blade pressed against her throat:
"Who are you?"
The deep voice carried a cold chill, and every word was as sharp as a cold blade. Mu Yunyao was stiff all over, and the chill climbed up her back, causing her to sweat instantly: "I am Yan Village at the foot of the mountain. The villagers who went up to the mountains to collect herbs had no malice."
The sharp blade was still in the throat, and a stinging pain came. Mu Yunyao's pupils tightened and she said in a hurry, "I have medicinal herbs to stop bleeding!" She smelled a strong bloody smell. This person should be seriously injured. For the sake of her help, don't kill her!
The stream was rushing down, and Mu Yunyao heard her own heartbeat that could be heard clearly.
After a long time, there was finally movement in the grass, the sharp blade was slowly withdrawn, and a man sat up.
Mu Yunyao didn't dare to make any extra moves, she just turned her eyes and was shocked when she saw it!
The man in front of him was stained with blood, but it did not damage his dignity. His pale face, stern eyebrows, and every line of his entire face seemed to be carefully portrayed, especially the pair of cold pools and black eyes. When he swept over lightly, his eyes were clear and sharp, like a pair of silver trainers as cool as the night moon.
The appearance alone would not make Mu Yunyao pale in shock, but what made her unbelievable was his identity: King of Yue! The fourth prince of the dynasty, Ning Junyue!
Although he has only seen him once, anyone who has seen him, even with a glance, will definitely be able to recognize him again. It is really the cold aura on him that is too special.
Mu Yunyao couldn't help trembling all over, hatred and fear spread in her heart, she finally died in the Yue King's Mansion, and she still didn't know what happened, but she couldn't get rid of her relationship with Yue King.
Ning Junyue raised his eyes, his black pupils were like a pool of cold water: "Where's the medicine?"
Mu Yunyao suddenly returned to her senses, and then lowered her head abruptly: "By the stream, I'll go take it." The enemy is strong and we are weak, she can't act rashly, and she can't cause too much trouble now, if it causes the Su family in advance Attention, it's bad.
Ning Junyue didn't make a sound, watching her get up slowly, she didn't stand firm when she stepped on the stone to cross the stream, she stepped directly into the water and wet her skirt and socks.
Mu Yunyao held the strap of the basket tightly, and took a few deep breaths to suppress the tumbling emotions. Ning Junyue couldn't see the clue, otherwise, with his temperament, he would never leave a living room.
Carrying the herbs to send over, Mu Yunyao didn't dare to lift her eyes: "This is the little thistle I picked, it can stop the bleeding."
Ning Junyue looked at the dried herbs, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: Could he just chew a handful of hay and eat it