This feeling only lasted for a dazed moment, Zongzheng Fusu had already untied his robe and put it on her body, then fastened the belt tightly to wrap her tightly.
Before Dongfang Jing could open her mouth, Zongzheng Fusu had already picked a small light yellow flower on the ground, and said with a smile, "Native lotus, likes cold, and grows on snow-capped mountains all the year round. The owner of this flower family is also very powerful, and I don't know what to do." , In this great summer, such a world of ice and snow has been opened up."
Dongfang Jing was a little unbelievable, took the little flower, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, her eyes were extremely complicated.
"Ah Qiu!" Dongmei was wearing thin clothes, and she had only stood for a while before she was already sneezing.
Zongzheng Fusu hugged Dongfang Jing tightly, and pulled her forward.
"Fourth brother..." Dongfang Jing looked back in surprise.
Zongzheng Fusu stretched out his hand to caress the shattered hair on her forehead, and sighed helplessly, "You are not in good health, so don't keep it with you in such a cold place. Besides, native lotus is beautiful, smelling too much... It's not good for women."
Bad for women
Dongfang Jing froze in place, but it was only for a moment, she immediately recalled it, her cheeks were flushed.
Native lotus is cold in nature, has a strange fragrance of flowers, and has the miraculous effect of abortion.
In ancient times, to prevent pregnancy, women in brothels used native lotus to make dried flowers, stuffed them into sachets, and carried them with them. Over time, they would naturally become infertile.
"Master! Look here!" Dongfang Jing was still nestling in Zongzheng Fusu's arms, and Dongmei had already walked into another room.
Unlike other small greenhouses, this room is not separated by curtains, but is actually built with brick walls, and the valuable white marble is used.
The whole room is transparent and bright, surrounded by a dot of fluorescent light in the center of the room.
Dongmei was attracted by the glowing light, took a step closer, and couldn't help shouting, "Master! This flower... this flower... has seven colors!"
"Seven colors?!" Dongfang Jing shook her back, subconsciously broke free from Zongzheng Fusu's embrace, and ran over.
Zongzheng Fusu couldn't help but frowned slightly, and immediately followed.
There is a delicate glass flower cover in the center of the hut, which is estimated to be the size of a bronze mirror. Inside the flower cover, a small flower of seven colors is open, with water droplets on the petals, which is very attractive.
"It's Pansy!" Dongfang Jing couldn't hide her excitement, and she looked back and took Zongzheng Fusu's arm, "Fourth Brother! This is Pansy!"
Zongzheng Fusu's eyes dimmed, and he responded in a low voice, far less excited than she was.
Without even thinking about it, Dongfang Jing stretched out her hand to pick off the glass flower cover!
She has already obtained the blood of the undead, and the exciting antidote can be prepared successfully, but among the medicinal materials Dongmei recovered, there are still a few rare herbs missing, and among them are the seventy flowering herbs. Violas once!
Flowers are originally used by plants to reproduce offspring. Too bright colors will dazzle insects and affect pollination. Therefore, the existence of pansies is against the laws of nature!
Dongfang Jing originally thought that it would take at least a year and a half to find this medicine, but she didn't want to go through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it, it would take no effort to get it!
The moment her hand was about to touch the glass flower cover, the sound of "swish, swish" cold wind rang in her ears.
"Be careful!" In a blink of an eye, Zongzheng Fusu stretched out an arm, clamped her slender waist, and swayed on the spot, barely dodging dozens of oncoming arrows!