Standing by the side of the ditch, Murong Xue looked at the figures of the two people who were gradually walking away, a flash of meaning flashed in her eyes.
The reservoir collapsed and the people were poisoned. The story of Gong Qianyu detoxifying and saving people spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital in a very short period of time.
The common people admired the extraordinary ability of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the streets and alleys were full of praise. Gong Qianyu's prestige among the people seemed to have grown wings, and it was rising in a straight line...
There was a cool breeze, and Murong Xue was sitting in the gazebo of the other courtyard, pinched a silver needle with a golden tail, and gently inserted it into the acupuncture point on the middle-aged man's leg, twisting it lightly, a warm current flowed from the silver needle It poured out from the top, and quietly flowed into the man's acupoints, quickly removing the remaining poison on his legs.
Murong Xue's eyes were gloomy. When she used silver needles for the first time, she discovered that this set of silver needles secretly had a miraculous detoxification effect. Using them to detoxify would be more effective.
The man was lying on the reclining chair, with his long legs stretched out, his head resting on the back of the chair, and he praised Gong Qianyu loudly: "I can't imagine that His Royal Highness, who is arrogant and arrogant, has such extraordinary abilities. He is a king. It doesn't matter, he just needs to give a brief order and let the courtiers carry it out. With his current ability and determination, he can be a wise king... "
"However, the people in southern Xinjiang are really good at using poison now. They are good at using poison, and they poison at every turn, poison, poison, and the common people who don't know poison will also suffer..."
Murong Xue blinked: "Isn't Uncle from Southern Xinjiang?"
"No!" The middle-aged man shook his head: "I heard that the people of Nanjiang are good at detoxification, so I came to Nanjiang just now, and I am going to ask an expert to detoxify my legs."
"Where did the uncle get poisoned?" Murong Xue asked casually, continuing to twist the silver needle.
"Border." The middle-aged man said lightly.
"But at the border with Qingyan in southern Xinjiang?" Murong Xue took his words slowly.
"Why do you say that?" The middle-aged man looked at her puzzled.
Murong Xue smiled lightly: "Uncle's poison includes a poisonous weed called Huocui, this kind of poisonous weed only grows at the foot of Qingyan's Wuyun Mountain..."
A flash of shock flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant. He looked at Murong Xue and said, "Are you not mistaken?"
"I can't go wrong. Apart from detoxification, I am best at identifying poisonous herbs and poisonous herbs. Even if I mix countless poisons and poisonous herbs together to make a soup, I can still identify it from the taste of the soup and the breath it emits. Find out what materials it uses!" Murong Xue said leisurely.
Seeing the increasingly ugly face of the middle-aged man, she frowned slightly. He didn't seem to like to hear about poison, so she didn't say much.
"The main ingredients of uncle's poison are all kinds of poisonous weeds that grow in southern Xinjiang. Huocui is just an auxiliary. The poison contains poisonous weeds from southern Xinjiang and Qingyan. I guess that uncle is fighting against Qingyan in southern Xinjiang. The poison in the border gate, if you guess wrong, don't take offense, uncle..."
"Of course not." The middle-aged man smiled slightly, looking up at the blue sky: "I have been in southern Xinjiang for more than half a year, and I have visited countless famous doctors for detoxification, but none of them can detoxify my legs. It is also my luck to meet such a master of detoxification as you... "
"Uncle Miao Zan, my detoxification technique is only a little bit better, and I can't be called a master of detoxification!" Murong Xue said leisurely, her eyes flashed: "Uncle has been in southern Xinjiang for so long, have you heard any interesting things?" matter?"
"Interesting thing..." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "The people in the capital talk about it the most after dinner. Apart from the emperor, it is Prince Rui Gong Qianze. fame and prestige."
"However, no one thought that Aoman's crown prince, Gong Qianyu, would attract water from the Yangtze River, solve the most difficult drought in southern Xinjiang, and become a blockbuster. In comparison, the things Gong Qianze did in the past are completely trivial. It's not worth mentioning for a small fight... "
After turning around, he began to praise Gong Qianyu again. However, what Gong Qianyu did was indeed very strange, very dazzling, and worthy of praise.
Murong Xue sighed softly, and gently pulled out the silver needles on the middle-aged man's leg. The veins that had been blocked for a long time suddenly opened, and streams of heat flowed in the veins, quickly rushing, and the whole leg Uncompromisingly warm, comfortable…
A trace of ecstasy flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, he looked at Murong Xue excitedly and said, "Girl, my leg... is ready..."
Murong Xue smiled lightly: "The residual poison has been eliminated, but uncle hasn't used his legs to walk for a long time, and the muscles on his legs are a little atrophied. He needs to exercise more before he can walk normally."
"Thank you." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with unconcealable joy: He didn't expect to return to normal, but he didn't expect to be able to stand up again...
"Uncle, you're welcome. I've accepted uncle's silver needle. It's right to detoxify uncle." Murong Xue shook the silver needle in her hand with a smile...
The middle-aged man smiled: "Thank you too..."
"Miss Murong, this is from a servant!" Xun Feng strode over, presenting a bronzing invitation with both hands.
Little waiter? Isn't it the eunuch in the palace? They actually personally sent invitations...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, she took the invitation card, quickly opened it, and carefully browsed the content on it, her cold eyes were a little dignified, and her bright little face also sank slightly...
Every time the middle-aged man sees Murong Xue, her expression is always indifferent, as if she doesn't take anything to heart, this is the first time he sees her with such a dignified complexion, and he can't help asking: "It's all written on it. what?"
"This is an invitation card from the palace, inviting me to the palace for a banquet tomorrow!" Murong Xue said in a low voice, her dark eyes narrowed slightly.
"Participating in the palace?" The middle-aged man's eyes froze: "Do you know the people in the palace?" Anyone who wants to enter the palace can't enter the palace. Those who can receive invitations from the palace are not ordinary people...
"I know such one or two..." Murong Xue casually perfunctory, the southern border royal family she is most familiar with is Gong Qianyu, she has also met the emperor and Gong Qianze, and they don't have a deep friendship, why did the southern border royal family suddenly think of marrying her? please post...
"Are you going to enter the palace?" The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then looked at Murong Xue lightly, with a dark light flashing in his sharp eyes.
Murong Xue's eyes sank, she raised her head to look at the glittering gold-plated invitation in her hand, and the corner of her mouth curled up gracefully: "It's fine to sit in the other courtyard, just go and have a look at the Nanjiang Imperial Palace."
She has been to the Qingyan Palace many times, but she has never even seen the Southern Border Palace, so she went in for a banquet to see how the banquet in the Southern Border Palace is different from the Qingyan Palace...