The eldest disciple picked up the small porcelain bottle, pulled out the cork, sniffed it vigorously, and said, "You said there is no Yulu fine wine, isn't that what it is?"
Qiao Wei looked at the things in the box in surprise, for a moment, she didn't know what to say, she probably guessed the origin of the two fruits, it was the one she gave to Gongsun Changli. I didn't eat it, kept it intact, and sent it back to her.
Not only did they send back the two fruits, but also a bottle of Yeluo's Yulu nectar as a gift. The Yulu nectar is not from Daliang, and it is not sold in the Yeluo market. It is difficult for a Daliang person to get it. Got it.
This guy... Does he have a crush on her
If not, I wouldn't have given him such a precious gift after I kicked him out of the latrine.
It's just a pity, I already have a famous flower, and I am destined to let him down.
Qiao Wei collected her thoughts, took out a medicine pestle and a wooden bowl from the luggage brought by the guards, peeled off the flesh of the two fruits, mashed them into a puree, poured three drops of Yulu Qiongjiu, and fed it to Ji Mingxiu.
The blood of Liangshengguo and Xiaobai can suppress palm poison, while Yulu Qiongjiu can repair the damage of meridians and vitality. Half an hour later, when Qiao Wei felt Ji Mingxiu's pulse again, he found that his pulse had gone from a state of mania Gradually calmed down.
Perhaps what happened tonight was too thrilling, and none of them felt sleepy.
The eldest disciple asked the national teacher for advice in a low voice.
Shi Qi sat quietly on the simple couch, looking at the sleeping Wang Shu and the unconscious Ji Mingxiu with a bewildered expression.
The national teacher patiently answered the senior disciple's words, and glanced at Shiqi's body from time to time, as if he wanted to say something, but because the situation was not right, he suppressed it.
On the other side, the city lord led his men to clean up the scene.
The Yeluo people fled in a hurry, leaving behind all the carriages and supplies, but there were not many valuable things left. The most valuable things all went to Wang Shu's belly, but there were still some coils, clothes, jewelry, weapons and medicines.
The city owner doesn't understand medicine, but the things that can be carried by the people of Yeluo Palace are not bad. He took a few small medicine bottles and went to Qiao Wei's carriage. This carriage originally belonged to the queen and was the most spacious. It was comfortable, including him, there were seven people in total, and it didn't feel crowded at all.
He handed the medicine bottle to Qiao Wei: "I just found it, let's see if it has any effect on the prime minister's injury."
Qiao Wei took the bottles, and these bottles were filled with a kind of brown pills, which smelled weird and didn't look like anything good, she took out a silver needle and stabbed one of the pills, after a while, The silver needle turned black.
The city lord was stunned, he slapped the prime minister, and the prime minister vomited blood; he offered a medicine to the prime minister, but it turned out to be poison... Now that he has no intentions for the prime minister, he doesn't even believe it...
Should he be so unlucky... or should he...
Qiao Wei's eye knife swished on his head a few times.
He bit the bullet and said: "I, I, I... I really didn't do it on purpose! I found this thing in Cangjiu's baggage!"
Shi Qi looked over curiously, looked at the pill in Qiao Wei's hand, his eyes moved, and he swallowed.
Qiao Wei glanced at him and said, "This is poison, you can't eat it."
Seventeen disappointed.
The national teacher looked at Seventeen, then at the pill in Qiao Wei's hand, thought of something, and reached out to Qiao Wei.
Qiao Wei understood and gave him the pill.
He crushed the pill, smeared a small amount of powder, first smelled it, then tasted it, then nodded and said something to the senior disciple.
The eldest disciple said in surprise: "It's the poison pill of the dead man, why would they bring this kind of thing? Isn't this kind of thing already banned?"
"What is banned?" Qiao Wei looked at the eldest disciple in confusion.
The eldest disciple then talked about the origin of the poisonous pill. It is well known in the world that Yeluo trained dead soldiers. In eight years or so, it may not be possible to train a few powerful ones. Later, someone was eager for quick success and invented a poison pill that could improve the power of the dead.
The efficacy of the poisonous pill varies from person to person. Generally speaking, after taking the poisonous pill, the skill can be improved by at least one level. However, this kind of poisonous pill is expensive and has too many side effects. If the lifespan of a dead man is just to get a few powerful dead men, probably no one will do such a thing that is not worth the loss.
There is one exception, and that is the cultivation of ghost kings.
The Palace of National Teachers also selected dead men with outstanding aptitude, and tried to use poison pills to make them break through to the ghost king, but unfortunately they failed.
"However..." Speaking of this, the eldest disciple paused, glanced at Shi Qi cautiously, and said awkwardly, "My master said, you dead warriors have good aptitude, if you hand it over to him, he might be able to... "
"Don't even think about it!" Qiao Wei interrupted him coldly, looking at the national teacher, "Don't even think about making seventeen ideas, I won't let him become the king of ghosts!"
That kind of neither human nor ghost thing is really too cruel.
Qiao Wei was worried, fearing that the stinky national teacher was fooling Shiqi secretly, took Shiqi's hand again, pointed to the medicine in the bottle and said, "You must not touch the things here, if you touch it, it will become You are an ugly monster, Wang Shu will never talk to you again!"
After hearing these words, Shi Qi, who was still somewhat salivating, immediately became vigilant, glanced at Poison Pill in disgust, and avoided it from a distance.
The national teacher got up and got off the carriage, everyone walked away, still muttering something.
Qiao Wei glanced lazily at the eldest disciple, who was about to leave when she stopped him: "What did your master say?"
The eldest disciple said: "My master said it was a pity."
Qiao Wei pondered for a moment, then smiled sarcastically: "That's right, what kind of benevolence do I expect from a thing that doesn't take human life?"
The eldest disciple lowered his face: "You are not allowed to say that about my master. My master is also doing it for your own good. If you have a powerful dead warrior, you don't have to be afraid of the opponent's ghost king."
"Who is afraid of that thing?" Qiao Wei asked coldly.
The eldest disciple choked, and wanted to persuade Qiao Wei again, but was grabbed by the collar by Shiqi, and threw it out unceremoniously.
After that, Qiao Wei didn't care about how they allocated the carriages and packed their luggage.
Shi Qi lay down next to Wang Shu, and Ji Mingxiu was on the other side of Wang Shu.
He stared at the two of them, seeing that they were still awake, a trace of hesitation appeared in his eyes.
Qiao Wei touched his forehead with her bare hands, and sighed softly: "Go to sleep."
Seventeen closed her eyes.
Qiao Wei was tossing and turning, her mind was full of Jing Yun's mother, he opened his eyes wide, stretched out his little hand...
Just a little... almost she hugged him...
…
The night was as cool as water, at the foot of the deep mountain, in a desolate small farmhouse, Fu Xueyan saw the queen.
The queen sat alone in the simple hall. At any time, this woman was meticulously cleaned up. She didn't even have any straw sandals on her shoes, and she was as clean as if she was in a royal palace.
In comparison, Fu Xueyan was much more embarrassed, her clothes were torn by branches, her bun was scattered, and the soles of her shoes were full of mud.
She lowered her eyebrows and slowly entered the room.
The queen didn't speak, but just looked at her deeply.
Fu Xueyan bravely walked in front of her, folded his hands, palms facing inwards, put his clothes on the skirt, and saluted: "My lord."
Snapped!
Her response was a merciless slap.
Fu Xueyan was beaten and fell to the ground, the corner of her mouth was cut, and a streak of blood flowed out.
"You still have the guts to come back?" said the Queen sarcastically.
Fu Xueyan raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, propped herself up on the ground, and slowly knelt up straight: "This subordinate is incompetent, the child was snatched away by Mrs. Qiao, please be punished by the Lord."
"Did Joe take it away, or did you give it to others?" The queen asked mockingly.
Fu Xueyan lowered her head and said, "Subordinates dare not."
The queen smiled coldly: "Is there anything in this world that your ancient family dare not do? The blood moon bow was also thrown in your hand, and the child ran away in your hand. How do you explain this time? It's like gold Diao's rhetoric is the same, is it to deceive Ji's family's trust?"
The golden eagle has made enemies with Cangjiu twice, once it snatched Jingyun from Falcon and the guards, and once it snatched the secret book from under the queen's nose.
If it is said that it is to deceive the trust of the Ji family, but in the end, the Ji family doesn't even know who the golden eagle is.
The queen grabbed Fu Xueyan's chin and forced her to raise her head: "Your wings are stiff, do you want to fly?"
Fu Xueyan felt a cold internal force, which was slowly penetrating into her body along her chin, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "This subordinate dare not, the subordinate is the master's person, and I will live forever. All!"
The queen smiled charmingly, and touched her stomach with another hand as cold as a skeleton: "Look at you, I won't eat you again. Aren't you pregnant with the Ji family's child? The one you let go is Take it for it."
Fu Xueyan's body trembled.
"It's good to have a baby." The queen finished speaking softly in her ear, patted her on the shoulder, turned and left.
Fu Xueyan sat slumped on the ground, drenched in cold sweat. She wiped the sweat off her neck, stood up with a chair, and planned to go back to her room.
Just after taking a step, a thin figure appeared at the door.
Her eyes moved: "Jing Yun..."
"Is my mother really looking for my sister?" He asked firmly.
Fu Xueyan didn't know how to answer.
Jing Yun's eyes dimmed: "I see."
After that, he turned and went back to the house.
Fu Xueyan followed.
He silently climbed onto the bed, with his back facing the direction of the door, his small body curled up into a ball, and an unspeakable sadness permeated the room.
Xiaobai scrambled onto the bed, silently lying beside him, rubbing his little head against his.
He wiped his eyes.
He hugged Xiaobai and shed a tear.
…
Qiao Wei woke up in a panic. She dreamed of Jing Yun, but she woke up before she could speak to Jing Yun.
She wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, and looked at the simple couch beside her. Shi Qi had already gone out, and the father and daughter were still asleep, but the pulse was more stable than yesterday, which was a disguised improvement.
After simply eating two mouthfuls of dry food, Qiao Wei and the national teacher discussed how to get on the road. To go to Yeluo, they had to pass through the Xiongnu. Shangjingyun is the most important.
Qiao Wei released the map of the Huns.
The eldest disciple pointed to a corner of the map and said, "My master said, go to Mount Wubie."
Mount Wube is in the west of the Xiongnu, and it is the only way to go to Yeluo. No matter which road they take now, they will definitely go to Mount Wube in the end. Instead of chasing them hard, it is better to arrive at Mount Wube early and wait for the rabbit .
Although Qiao Wei can't wait to see her son immediately, she has to admit that the national teacher's path is correct. When the Yeluo people were in the brigade, they could still find out the other party's whereabouts, but right now, they gave up their horses and horses and hid in the city. , all of them are masters of qinggong, it is really not difficult to avoid their prying, it is really better to stay in Wubie Mountain.
"Mount Wubie is not far away. We will arrive with them in a few days." The eldest disciple said.
Qiao Wei nodded: "It's not too late, let's go right away!"
…
Here, when Qiao Wei and her group set off for Mount Wubie, on the other side, the queen and others were also ready to go.
There were no extra guards, no maids, even Qiaoling and Xiuqin reunited at Mount Wubie.
The Queen put on her cloak, hat, veil, and silver gloves, and rode into her carriage.
After a while, Fu Xueyan also got into the carriage.
Cangjiu went to call Jingyun.
He unlocked the door, went to push the door, but found that it couldn't be pushed, that kid, did he lock it from the inside
He knocked impatiently: "Come out, we are about to hit the road."
Inside the house, there was no movement.
"Come out, do you hear me?"
It was still dead.
Cangjiu frowned, kicked open the door, walked to the bed, and fiercely lifted the quilt, only to see a bare pillow.