Ye Bing's eyes are sincere, she really wants to repay her savior, and there are many benefactors who will not allow her to repay, so she continues to lobby.
Murong Xue stroked her forehead helplessly, and made up an excuse: "If you stay here, your grandparents will definitely miss you..."
"My grandfather and grandmother have long passed away..." Ye Bing smiled bitterly, and under Murong Xue's surprised eyes, said in a low voice: "My father is the only son in the family, and I am the only daughter in the family. The elders who cared about me have already passed away. Passed away, no one will miss me..."
Murong Xue looked at Ye Bing with more sympathy, her parents and grandparents were gone, her uncle's house and Yao Wang Gu's family were useless, and now Ye Bing was a real orphan, powerless, even if she After being a student of the scholarly family, he has quite a fortune, and it is not easy to live alone in this world.
"You are willing to follow me, of course I welcome it. However, your mother's bones are not cold, so it is not appropriate for you to follow me now."
Murong Xue said lightly, but Ye Bing was overjoyed when he heard that, and Miss Murong let her go: "Thank you, Miss Murong, for reminding me, I will send my mother's bones back to my hometown for burial first, and then I will repay the girl."
Murong Xue smiled slightly, and looked up at Wei Feng: "Send some guards to escort Miss Ye back to Southern Xinjiang." Qingyan Capital is far away from Southern Xinjiang, and it's not safe for Ye Bing to go back alone...
"Yes!" Wei Feng took the order and left.
After a cup of tea, he brought back four guards, a coffin, a cart, and a carriage.
The guards put Ye Bing's mother's body in the coffin and carried the coffin to the cart.
"Thank you!" Ye Bing gave Murong Xue a grateful look, stepped on the wooden bench and got into the carriage. On the carriage, stretch the shadow of the carriage very long...
As night fell, the night pearl lit up in Luoxue Pavilion, and the warm yellow halo poured warmth into the room.
Murong Xue was lying on a green bamboo recliner, holding a glass of red wine, shaking it lightly, and sipping lightly: The carriage ride was fast, and now Ye Bing should have settled down in a town dozens of miles away...
Suddenly, a barely audible soft sound sounded behind him, Murong Xue's eyes froze, and she turned to look over: "Who is it?"
"It's me!" Accompanied by Qingyue's voice, a slender white figure came out of the shadows, with a poetic and picturesque face, and eyes as deep as a pool, it was Ouyang Shaochen, the son of Prince Xiaoyao.
"My lord, why are you here?" Murong Xue looked at him puzzled.
Ouyang Shaochen walked slowly in front of Murong Xue, looked at her without blinking, his eyes flashed with rare seriousness: "Do you really want to relieve the cold poison?"
"Yes!" Murong Xue nodded lightly: her body was cold all the year round, she died young, the pain of life would be worse than death when it happened, and she couldn't have children, no matter what the reason was, it was enough to make her want to get rid of the cold poison.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes darkened, and he paused every word: "The antidote to cold poison is very special, and few people know about it, so don't ask others anymore, I will find a way to detoxify you."
Murong Xue's eyes froze: "Do you know the cure for cold poison?"
Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "I don't know yet."
Murong Xue's bright face instantly collapsed, she stared at him and said, "Then you still say to help me detoxify the cold?"
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were deep: "I don't know the antidote to the cold poison now, but it doesn't mean I won't know it in the future. The hidden guards of the Xiaoyao Palace have already dispatched to various countries in the world to inquire about the antidote to the cold poison. If you find out, don't worry about this matter anymore, let alone break into Huo Huan's courtyard rashly like today... "
Murong Xue coughed a few times unnaturally: "You already know."
"Huo Huan, the owner of the Medicine King Valley, used the Qingyan patient as a lover to lure a poison, which harmed nearly a hundred people. The daughter of the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion exposed his plot and brought him to justice. Master Yang of Shuntian Mansion has already reported to the emperor. How can I Maybe I don't know." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at Murong Xue with serious eyes.
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally: "Well... how did the emperor deal with those 'people' in Yaowang Valley?"
"What else can I do? You killed everyone, and the corpses are naturally thrown into the graveyard." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, but Murong Xue blinked when he heard it: "Huo Huan, Li Wan'er's body, also throw it in the graveyard." Is the graveyard messed up?"
"That's not true. The two of them are two lifelike ice sculptures. The emperor looked at them strangely, so he asked people to put their bodies in the Yizhuang as guards." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
Murong Xue let out a snort and laughed out loud. The majestic owner of the Medicine King Valley, a noble and respected person, actually guards the dead body in Yizhuang. Climb out of the temple...
"In the future, don't take this kind of risk again." Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue solemnly: "Huo Huan doesn't know martial arts, so he just lost to her. If she meets someone with strong martial arts next time, she might not be able to recover completely." And retreat.
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded lightly. Even Yao Wanggu couldn't give her the answer to whether there is a solution to the cold poison, and the possibility of others knowing is even less. hope, to visit others dangerously...
After shaking the red wine in the luminous glass, Murong Xue took a sip, the red wine stained her lips, making her cherry red lips more plump.
Ouyang Shaochen watched and frowned slightly: "Why are you drinking?"
"This is a habit I developed in the past!" Murong Xue's eyes were dark: In the 21st century, as long as conditions allowed, she would drink a glass of red wine before going to bed to improve her beauty. With her current body, she can't drink much. So I halved the red wine and only drank half a glass before going to bed...
"Although there are shadow guards protecting Zhen Guohou's mansion, the defense is not particularly tight. If a master sneaks in, they may not be able to find it. If you get drunk again by then, the consequences will be disastrous." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, He took the Yeming Cup from Murong Xue's hand and put it aside: "Before we get married, you should stop drinking."
The red wine swayed in the transparent cup, creating layers of red ripples, which was very pleasant, but Murong Xue could only watch, not taste, with a weary expression, and said weakly: "That's good!" Well, it's getting late, I want to rest, help me dry my hair."
It was only then that Ouyang Shaochen noticed that Murong Xue's head was wrapped in a white cotton handkerchief, her jet-black hair was wrapped in the cotton handkerchief, and the tips of her exposed hair were wet, obviously just after taking a bath...