Murong Xue paused, looked up, and saw a magnificent mansion with green tiles and vermilion eaves in front of her eyes, above the gate, the four gilt characters of 'Zhen Guohou's Mansion' were shining brightly in the sunlight.
She did come home.
"Thank you for sending me off, my son!" Murong Xue smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, she stretched out her plain white hand to Xun Feng, ready to take Jiao Weiqin.
Xun Feng's eyes flickered, his figure moved, and he came to the gate of Zhen Guohou's mansion as fast as lightning, stuffed Jiao Weiqin into the arms of the guard guarding the gate, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Murong Xue blinked her eyes, she could clearly feel pedestrians passing by in twos and threes nearby, but she couldn't detect his aura at all, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: The dark guard really lived up to its reputation, it suddenly appeared and then disappeared, it was really haunting It's hard to guard against...
Looking at her gleaming eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face was slightly gloomy: Everyone was gone, but she was still looking in the direction where Xun Feng disappeared. Is she so interested in Xun Feng
"This is Qionghua wine, you can take it back home and taste it!" Ouyang Shaochen grabbed Murong Xue's small hand, and put a small wine jar into her hand, his hands were very heavy, as if he didn't know how to be sympathetic.
A little bit of dull pain came from his hand, Murong Xue came back to his senses instantly, looked at the tightly sealed small wine jar, and was slightly startled:
She first smoked the piano with Qin Yu, and then saw the mysterious hidden guards. She completely forgot about tasting Qionghua brew. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Shaochen still remembered: "Thank you, my son... my son, there are many such hidden guards around you." ?"
Talking about Xun Feng again!
Ouyang Shaochen frowned tightly in his heart, and hummed angrily: "Shall I give Xun Feng to you?" Qingyue's voice revealed a little bit of gnashing of teeth.
Murong Xue shook her head: "It doesn't matter, my surroundings are relatively peaceful, and I don't need such powerful hidden guards. I'm just curious about their ability to appear and disappear!"
It turns out that Miss Murong is not interested in him, but in the hidden guard!
Xun Feng, who was hiding in the dark, heaved a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, she made her words clear, otherwise, he would never have a good fruit after returning home.
The gloom in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes disappeared instantly, and the pupils of the pupils returned to the depth, sharpness, and calmness of the past: "The hidden guard's method of invisibility is indeed very special. If you want to see it, you can come and enjoy it anytime." Palace!"
"Thank you, sir!" Murong Xue was full of smiles, the ancient martial arts are exquisite and complex, extensive and profound, it is good to see more, gain a lot of knowledge...
The faint scent of black bamboo lingered on the tip of her nose, and she suddenly remembered her illness: "My lord, how many fire lotus seeds do you have? If it's convenient, I want to buy them all!"
She was poisoned by the cold, so she had to use fire lotus seeds to save her life. The fire lotus seeds from Ye Yichen, she did not give any hope. The other fire lotus seeds that were wandering outside were almost all purchased by the Zhen Guohou's mansion, and destroyed by the secret guards of Prince Jing's mansion. At present, only the fire lotus seeds from Ouyang Shaochen are left for her to take.
Looking at her expectant eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes showed pity, took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and handed it over: "I only had three fire lotus seeds, but I gave you one last night. , now there are two left, I give it to you!"
"Thank you, son!" Murong Xue took the porcelain bottle, gently rubbing the porcelain bottle with her small white hands, frowning slightly, are there only two left? Her cold poison flares up from time to time, and she must take fire lotus seeds every time it flares up, these two are far from enough!
"My lord, do you know a herb called Diyang Grass?"
"Diyang Grass?" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and he returned to normal in an instant, and said casually: "I've heard of it, why did you remember to ask this?"
Murong Xue's eyes were dark: "The cold poison is yin and sexual, and it needs the most yang and strong fire lotus seeds to restrain it, and this earth yang grass is also a kind of most yang medicine, and its efficacy is similar to that of fire lotus seeds. I was thinking, Can it be used instead of fire lotus seeds..."
Ouyang Shaochen frowned: "The medicinal effect of Diyang grass is only yang, not rigid. If it encounters yin poison, it can easily remove it, but when it encounters yin and cold poison, its medicinal effect will be stronger than that of cold poison." The fire lotus seeds are two or three short..."
"You know Diyang grass very well!" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen with a half-smile.
Ouyang Shaochen coughed lightly: "I saw it by accident when I was reading... How do you know Diyang grass?"
"I also saw it in a book!" Murong Xue's eyes flashed unnaturally: she saw Diyang Grass in a modern medical book, and she didn't expect this kind of herb to exist in this superficial dynasty.
"The medicinal effect of Diyang grass is much inferior to that of fire lotus seeds. If you take it when the cold poison occurs, you will suffer a lot!" Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, his eyes flashed with rare solemnity.
The onset of cold poison is very painful, the girl can bear that kind of pain, it is the limit, if it hurts more, life is really worse than death.
Murong Xue disagreed: "It doesn't matter, as long as the Diyang grass can restrain the cold poison and let me save my life!" It's just more suffering when the poison occurs, it's better than losing your life.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed slightly: "Prince Jing's mansion has a lot of fire lotus seeds, if you go to Ye Yichen..."
"I won't even beg him if I die!" Murong Xue interrupted him sharply, a little bit of coldness and disgust flashed in her cold eyes!
A smile slowly bloomed from the corner of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth, and his obsidian-like pupils were also stained with a smile. The brilliance was bright and dazzling: "I will pay attention to the whereabouts of Diyang grass. If there is any news, I will notify you immediately."
"Thank you, son!" Murong Xue smiled, Diyang grass didn't grow in Yunnan, and Ye Yichen has great abilities, so he couldn't monopolize it...
"Murongxue, do you still dare to come back?" A clear and sharp female voice suddenly sounded from behind. Murongxue turned her head and saw Song Qingyan walking over triumphantly with her hands behind her back, the golden butterfly wings on her hairpin, It flickered as she walked.
"This is my home, why don't I dare to come back? Instead, you don't stay in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion. What are you doing in my Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion? Continue to play the autumn wind? Unfortunately, my mother's dowry is all under my control. No more."
Song Qingyan was stabbed in the foot, her delicate face flushed instantly, and she glared at Murongxue hatefully: "Who cares about your mother's broken jewelry? This is my grandmother's house. I came to see my grandmother. Fortunately, I Come to Zhen Guohou's Mansion, otherwise, I don't know what good deeds you have done. Cousin Chengjiang is the eldest grandson of Du Mansion, and he is deeply loved by everyone in Du Mansion. How dare you beat him seriously and wait to be seriously injured? Punish it!"
"It's over, you can get out!" Murong Xue said casually, obviously not paying attention to her.
"You!" Song Qingyan choked with anger, her eyes were burning with raging anger, and she had nowhere to vent her anger, and she blurted out: "Cousin Chengjiang has been back home for a long time, and you just came back, did you go to have a private meeting with someone?" …”
A white skirt floated by the corner of her eyes, Song Qingyan looked up angrily, her eyes widened suddenly...