Marquis Xuanping did not expect to meet Long Yi here. Long Yi wore the mask that he had hardly taken off since entering the Princess Mansion.
- It may have been replaced, but it is the same one every time.
Strange, didn't Long Yi follow A-Heng to the northeast to negotiate with Chen Guo
When he left Quyang City to look for medicine, Xiao Heng hadn't come to the northwest border, and naturally he didn't know that Long Yi had already separated from Xiao Heng.
He subconsciously looked behind Long Yi.
In the endless snowstorm, there is no second figure.
This is even more strange, is Long Yi here alone
Also, Long Yi seems to have a different feeling to him.
Xuanping Hou's brain has long been frozen to the point of ignorance, and it is the limit that he can think so much.
Soon, he remembered the business.
He opened his mouth in a hoarse voice that was almost indistinguishable, but found that all the voices were drowned in the whistling wind and snow.
He wasn't sure if Long Yi had identified himself. After all, he had been wasted by the blizzard for many days.
Long Yi stood on top of an intact ice layer and did not come over immediately.
The direwolf beside him also seemed to want to stop Long Yi, standing on the edge of the ice layer, sniffing the looming crack with his nose.
cannot pass.
Not even a single step.
Boom!
Xuanpinghou also heard the sound of the ice layer cracking under him. The ice layer was about to be unable to bear the weight of the glacier, and it would not be long before he and the glacier would sink into the cold water.
His waist and abdomen had already been crushed by the glacier and he lost consciousness. He raised his head and gasped for a while to regain some strength.
He stopped struggling and tried to keep the glacier and the ice below him stable.
"Long Yi." He finally had the strength to shout a little, "Why are you here? Are you alone?"
"Yeah." Long Yi replied, answering his second question.
He was nearby and heard Marquis Xuanping's voice, so he came over to have a look.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping let out a weak voice, and for a moment, his eyes trembled.
Wait, Long Yifang just... squeaked
Did he speak
Xuanping Hou met Empress Dowager Zhuang and Gu Jiao. He had learned some things about Long Yi from their mouths, and knew that he was not Long Yingwei who was left to Qin Fengwan by the late emperor.
He was amnesiac.
But he regarded himself as Long Yingwei, and became unable to speak.
Long Yi's gaze fell on Marquis Xuanping and the glacier, as if thinking about how to rescue Marquis Xuanping.
He took off the leather glove on his right hand, and his knuckled hand held the sword at his waist.
Xuanping Hou understood what he was going to do. He wanted to split the glacier with a sword and use his light work to save him.
With Long Yi's ability, he can naturally do it.
But the force of this blow is too great, it will cause a rapid rush of water, and countless pieces of ice will pour into the water and completely wash away the small box.
He didn't have time to go back and forth to Night Island again.
"Long Yi... leave me alone... go find that little box... "
Long Yi's eyes swept around.
He saw a small box drifting slowly under the ice, and the small box was covered with red paraffin wax, which was very eye-catching.
To catch the small box, the ice layer must be broken open, and the ice layer in this area is already in danger. Once broken, Xuanpinghou will be pressed into the water by the glacier, and even Long Yi will not be able to pick him up.
There was no hesitation or fear in Marquis Xuanping's eyes. He smiled and said, "Give the little box... to Jiaojiao... She knows what to do..."
He is neither Long Yi's master nor Long Yi's partner.
Long Yi could refuse to listen to him.
"Long Yi." He looked at Long Yi.
Proud like him, he has never begged anyone in his life.
But his tone was by no means commanding.
He suddenly laughed at himself: "Anyway, your master doesn't like to see me. It doesn't matter if I die or not. The box is her son's medicine. If the son is gone... Your master should be sad."
…
Quyang City in November is covered in snow.
Several days have passed since Xiao Heng and Shangguan Qing set off.
"It's in the middle." Gu Jiao said.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping set off in the early morning of October 16. It's been almost a month. I don't know if he got the comfrey or not.
Although Shangguan Qing gave up waiting for the antidote, she did not give up on her side. She was thinking about the deadline in her heart.
She looked at the roadmap drawn in her hand and sighed, "If I don't get the antidote tonight, I really won't be able to catch up."
Tonight, Xuanping Hou did not return.
In the early morning, Gu Jiao got up early as usual, and planned to feed the Black Wind King, and then go to the wounded barracks for rounds. As soon as she got out of bed, she kicked something with her right foot.
She looked down and saw a small box covered with red paraffin.
There is a thin layer of finely divided ice on top of the paraffin.
"Who put it here? I didn't see the box last night? Did anyone come in at night?"
A series of question marks flashed through Gu Jiao's mind.
Gu Jiao picked up the small box and saw a familiar charcoal pen below.
"Long Yi..."
It was the dragon who came!
He put the box here!
Gu Jiao walked out of the tent holding the small box, and bumped into Master Hu who came to bring him hot water.
"Ouch!"
Master Hu hurried back, but unfortunately he couldn't.
Seeing that she was about to collide, Gu Jiao swiftly moved to the side, Master Hu staggered a few steps, and at least stabilized her figure.
He looked back at Gu Jiao, who suddenly rushed out of the tent, and asked with lingering fear, "Sir, are you in a hurry?"
"Have you seen anyone?"
"Here... it's all people..."
"It's so tall." Gu Jiao gestured, "wearing a mask and wearing a long sword around her waist."
Master Hu shook his head: "No, are you talking about an assassin?"
It's both a mask and a sword, and it's so tall, it makes one's heart dread just thinking about it.
"Forget it, he didn't even wake me up, presumably he didn't want to disturb anyone." Gu Jiao lowered her eyes and turned back to the tent with the small box in her arms.
Master Hu scratched his head: "Why do I feel that your mood is a little down?"
Gu Jiao sat down beside the small case, and put the small box and the charcoal on the carpet on the table. Only then did she realize that the ice layer on the top of the small box had a piece of paper frozen.
She shattered the ice layer, carefully took out the paper, and slowly spread it out on the table.
This is a painting drawn with charcoal.
From Xiao Heng's decision to help Long Yi recall his memories, he started teaching Long Yi how to speak and read, but according to Xiao Heng, Long Yi prefers to draw.
The painting is of a man who was crushed under a glacier in a snowstorm. The ice layer under the man is cracked, and a small red box floats under the ice layer in the distance.
Near the ice sheet is an endless mountain range.
That is Dayan's Beiling Pass.
Seeing this, Gu Jiao understood everything.
The man trapped under the glacier was the Marquis of Xuanping. He walked across the harsh ice sheet and suffered a glacier rupture when he was about to reach the border of the Yan Kingdom.
He may not know it himself, he has arrived near the border.
It's only a mile away from going ashore.
He was the first person to cross the ice sheet in the extreme weather of winter, and he performed unimaginable miracles.
It's a pity that he gave all the miracles to his son and didn't leave him a chance to survive.
Long Yi should have happened to pass by there, but Xuanping Hou gave up his life.
In the cold winter, they were pressed into the water by the glacier, and even the corpse could not be salvaged.
The small box on the table suddenly became heavy.
Will A-Heng be very sad to hear this news
The last time it was a mudslide, this time it was a glacier, why did I dream about it last time, but not this time
Gu Jiao couldn't figure it out, but no matter what, she couldn't indulge in the emotions brought about by the incident. It was something that Marquis Xuanping brought back with her life, and she couldn't let Marquis Xuanping sacrifice in vain.
Gu Jiao peeled off the paraffin on the outside, opened the small box, and found that in addition to the whole comfrey root, there was a box of purple flowers and a box of white fruits, each about the size of a marble.
A letter is attached to the mezzanine above the box.
It was a letter written by Marquis Xuanping, which recorded the information he learned about the comfrey from Dark Night Island.
The rhizome of comfrey is highly toxic, and the flower of comfrey is also poisonous, and the toxicity is not as good as that of the rhizome.
However, it is unknown whether the comfrey fruit is also effective against other poisons.
In addition, comfrey fruit is completely non-toxic and has no side effects, unlike comfrey, which is a near death.
Gu Jiao said, "If you can detox Shangguan Qing's poison, it's best. If you can't, you still have to take comfrey."
Don't miss any opportunity.
Gu Jiao hurriedly went to the pill room, grabbed a handful of comfrey, extracted the venom from its roots, and boiled it into pills with a stove.
She sealed the pill and called Wen Renchong: "I want to go out."
Wen Renchong smelled the faint medicinal scent on her body, and almost understood what was going on: "Are you going to chase after His Royal Highness the eldest grandson? The book is here, the waterway that the eldest grandson and the others took was frozen last night."
(End of this chapter)