Zi'an still didn't quite believe it, "Where is the prescription? Can you show it to me?"
Murong Jie stood up, walked to the bookshelf, took out a few books, reached in, and took out a wooden box.
He walked back and handed the box to Zian.
Zi'an took it and reached out to touch the carvings on the wooden box. It was made of rosewood, and there were several poisonous insects carved on the surface of the box with hideous shapes.
There is a lotus on each side of the wooden box. The base of the lotus is a "卍" symbol engraved with cloud patterns.
The wooden box looked old and had some wear on the bottom.
The rosewood box had a copper lock on it. She gently reached out and pressed the protruding copper head, and the rosewood box opened with a click.
In the box, a stack of papers lay quietly.
It's a stack.
Zi'an took out the first one, the Golden Cicada Gu.
The second one is love poison.
The third one is snake poison.
The fourth one is stone Gu.
The fifth one is the same fate Gu.
There is another large stack underneath.
Zi'an put down the box and looked at the prescription for the Tong Ming Gu. "Ant? Five-step snake? Scorpion? Spider? Six-eyed sand spider? Golden scorpion? The blood of the person who willingly gave the poison?"
It really takes willingness.
Zi An put down the square, frowned and said, "These poisonous insects, the first few are okay, but where can I find the six-eyed sand spider and the golden scorpion?"
"These are not a hassle. We have them ready-made." For some reason, Murong Jie looked extremely guilty.
"Ready-made?" Zi'an looked at him suspiciously.
Murong Jie lowered his head, "Jealous!"
"Vinegar?" Zi'an's voice was a little cold. "Are you saying that the vinegar you've been giving me to drink is the medicine that these poisonous insects are soaked in?"
"To be precise, it's ant wine." Murong Jie's eyes drifted away.
Zi'an was so angry that she was stunned. After a while, she shook her hand and asked, "What else are you hiding from me?"
Murong Jie shook his head like a rattle, "It's gone. It's really gone this time."
Zi'an didn't bother with him for now and continued to read the notes under the prescription.
However, she found Aunt Ashe's explanation hard to accept.
It is said here that the person who puts the poison on someone needs to willingly contribute three drops of blood, because the poison already uses the will of the person who puts the poison on him, and the poison can also be considered a shamanic technique that can control energy.
Zi'an explained this energy as resentment or something like a ghost. Although she was a time traveler, she was trained in Western medicine and had great faith in science. Although she was not against ghosts and the supernatural, she could not convince herself to believe in them.
"This is the reason why I don't remove the poison. In fact, it doesn't matter whether I remove it or not. As long as Old Eight doesn't die, I will be safe." Murong Jie explained.
Zi'an said: "Can you protect him forever? Even if he is not killed, he will die of illness."
After Zi'an finished speaking, he saw his face change color, and he knew that he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
She sighed, "It is necessary to remove the poison. As for Sun Fang'er, I will tell her that at most we can make another deal. And it has to be done quickly, otherwise, she will die at the hands of the emperor sooner or later."
"Okay!" Murong Jie did not refute this time.
Zi'an looked at him steadily and said seriously, "Seventh Brother, I'm telling you what's in my heart. Since you and I are married, the only one who truly shares your fate is me, not Prince Nan Huai. Eighth Brother is a thoughtful person. No one can predict what his future will be like. Even if he is willing to give up his ambition, the emperor may not believe him. You can say that I'm selfish or ruthless, but I want to make sure that my husband is safe and that we can hold hands for the rest of our lives. You never say that you love me, but I know that you care about me, and since you care about me, you hope that you can care about my feelings."
Murong Jie was moved, his narrow and long phoenix eyes condensed into a slit, as if trying to hide the emotions in his eyes, but then he opened his eyes wide again, revealing his inner thoughts.
Zi'an minored in psychology and knew that he had a habit of hiding his emotions in the past, but the action of opening his eyes and looking at her showed that he was willing to slowly make changes.
She knew that the man in front of her would never be able to express his feelings passionately in his entire life. That was just his personality.
She is the stuffy and coquettish regent!
The nanny brought a midnight snack, and Murong Jie asked for a jar of wine. He felt that since he had confessed some things tonight, Zi'an should also confess.
Both of their glasses were filled with wine. Murong Jie did not need anyone to serve him, so Nanny Yang retreated to the door.
Murong Jie raised his cup, looked at Zi'an with sparkling eyes, and said, "Zi'an, I have told you what I have hidden from you. Shouldn't you also confess what you have hidden from me?"
Zi'an had just picked up the wine in his hand when he heard his words. His heart skipped a beat for no reason, "What... what do you mean? How could I hide anything from you?" Could it be that he knew about the rouge and the sachet
"Special agent military doctor, our era!" Murong Jie reminded.
In fact, Zi'an had hinted about it many times, but he never asked.
Zi'an put down his wine glass and smiled awkwardly, "What are you talking about? What about a special agent military doctor?"
Some things are not impossible to say, but no one will believe them even if you say them.
Old Seven would think she was crazy.
Murong Jie looked at her with a half-smile, "You don't understand, right?"
Zi'an felt a little panicked under his gaze.
Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Murong Jie couldn't help but say, "Forget it. I thought that if I told you my secret, you would open up to me. If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me."
Zi'an held the white porcelain cup with gold edges, hesitated for a moment, raised his head and looked at him with clear eyes, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to tell you, I'm just afraid that you won't believe it."
"I believe everything you say." Murong Jie said.
Zi'an took a sip of wine, then put the glass down, not knowing where to start.
After a long while, she said, "Do you remember that I used to have a ring called the Soul-stealing Ring?"
"Yes, remember, it's called the Soul-Snatching Ring?" Murong Jie nodded.
"Yes, the Soul-Snatching Ring is a product of high technology. I am still surprised that the Soul-Snatching Ring followed me here."
Murong Jie was puzzled. "A product of high technology? Following you here?"
Zi'an sorted out his thoughts and said, "Perhaps, let me introduce myself. My name is Xia Zi'an. I am a special agent military doctor affiliated with the Southeast Force of Country Z in the 21st century. I am not Xia Huaijun's daughter. No, or rather, my body is Xia Huaijun's daughter, but my brain is not."
Murong Jie was stunned for a moment, "Your body is, but your brain is not? Has your brain been replaced by someone?"
Zi'an knew that it was hard to make people believe it and hard to explain it clearly, because she herself couldn't explain it.
After thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with a good explanation, so he could only say something more mysterious: "To be precise, my body is, but my soul is not. My soul comes from a thousand years later. In our world, the era I am in now is part of history. I died in an accident while performing a mission, but it was only my body that died. My soul traveled through time and space and came to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and possessed the body of Xia Zian, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. From then on, I have been living in her body and replacing her."
(End of this chapter)