"If we can find the poison of the fox skin of Tianshan Mountain and the snow wolf Dan Yehua of Black Ridge... maybe there will be a turning point... But let alone these two objects are just rumors, even if there is really no time in the world now If we weren’t here, the dangerous road would be gone and life or death would be uncertain, who would be able to find it?”
The prophet put all the needles back and shook his head.
"I'll go." Hua Xuanji answered quickly without taking any time to think, surprising everyone present.
I knew that this concubine Hua Guifei was very strange and not like those ordinary women, but I didn't expect that she would be so forthright. It's just...[
"Impossible..." the prophet spoke quickly, interrupting Hua Xuanji: "Now that we have so many dead soldiers in Da Yang, there must be many brave men with heavy rewards. How could I let you, a weak woman, do it yourself?"
"Does it take time to recruit people?" Hua Xuanji was so anxious that she no longer cared about etiquette. "No need to say more, Qingge packed up Xinruan... Let's go now."
The "nonsense" prophet has rarely been so angry as he is now: "You don't even know where to find Tianshan Mountain and Black Ridge."
"If you have a mouth under your nose, can you ask those dead soldiers?" Hua Xuanji raised her chin and retorted without hesitation: "I decided to let the body of Yehua I brought with me heal me and master while looking for medicine. After studying for so long, you just need to tell me the recipe and I can try it, wouldn’t it save a lot of time?”
"That's what I said." The prophet looked at Hua Xuanji dumbly: "Actually... you don't need to take such risks."
Taking a deep breath, Hua Xuanji stretched out her hand and slowly put it on Yehua's big palm: "For him, I am willing... If the country is not a one-day king, I will probably drag you with me."
"Just let this old bone of mine go." The prophet muttered with some dissatisfaction. Letting him go to court was already the biggest punishment for him.
"Your Majesty, Royal Concubine" At this time, a voice that Hua Xuanji had never heard rang out from the imperial doctor.
"Well" before the prophet could say anything, Hua Xuanji asked first, "Why do you have any other way to cure Yehua?"
"Either... not..." Maybe it was because Hua Xuanji had a bit of a ferocious look when she spoke urgently... not at all clean and pure like an angel during the day, so that the old doctor trembled even when he spoke.
"What on earth is it?" Hua Xuanji reached out and walked directly in front of the old doctor, looking down at him for a moment.
"Okay, okay, Xuanji, come back quickly. I'm a pile of old bones who can't bear to scare you." The prophet understood Hua Xuanji's temper very well and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
Hua Xuanji then angrily let go of the old doctor's hand and snorted, "Then tell me quickly."
"Weichen Weichen said," the old doctor took a deep breath: "Weichen just heard what the Supreme Emperor said about the fox skins from Tianshan... It happened that a member of the minister's family was seriously ill, and Weichen helped cure it. So he gave Wei Chen a Tianshan fox skin. At that time, Wei Chen had indeed heard of this medicine, but he only thought it was a legend and didn't take it too seriously... Unexpectedly..."
After saying this, everyone showed a rare smile of relief on their faces.
Hua Xuanji could barely reach out and hug the imperial doctor.
"Then there are people with snow wolf courage?" A Liang, who had never dared to be born, finally said angrily at this time. His voice was very small, but because the place was not big, everyone could hear it clearly.
Cats cry, mice pretend to be compassionate. Hua Xuanji rolled her eyes, cursed secretly in her heart, and pretended not to have heard A Liang's words.
"This is unlikely." Although the prophet did not look at Ah Liang, he still answered her question [
"In the folk remedies my master said, the snow wolf gall must be very fresh and fresh."
"That's why it's more important for me to go because I can only take care of Yehua by myself. I can rest assured if the emperor doesn't take care of you," Hua Xuanji said without explanation.
Seeing that the prophet Hua Xuanji knew what he was talking about, it was because of Hua Xuanji's stubbornness that he could not pull back nine oxen, so he nodded reluctantly: "Okay, let Qingge help you clean up your fragile life. Come and discuss the prescription with me. I'll leave you to deal with the affairs of the court. Xiaojiu, you can choose a few elites among the dead soldiers to accompany Hua Xuanji and..."
The long and narrow fox-like phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and gradually fell on Ah Liang as if by accident. The prophet snorted coldly: "The emperor's poisoning is a national matter. I will publicize it to the outside world that Yehua is ill, so... …To all of you here today, if anyone dares to talk about this matter if you really live enough, don’t blame me for ruthlessly destroying flowers. I will also carefully investigate those who have tampered with Yehua. I hope ...It would be better if you don’t expose yourself first.”
These words were obviously directed at the prophet A Liang. After speaking solemnly, he nodded towards Hua Xuanji and whispered: "Come with me and tell me."
Immediately afterwards, everyone did what they should do according to the prophet's instructions.
And A Liang also walked towards his palace step by step under the obedience of the maid.
Seeing that Ah Liang was not in a good mood, the little palace maid who had been staying by Ah Liang's side quickly asked in a flattering manner: "Mother, you haven't eaten for a long time and you will be starved. Let Ah Ju help you go to the imperial dining room and explain." "
"Don't worry about me." Ah Liang said this in a lifeless tone. The cold air emanating from her body made the little palace maid shiver unconsciously.
"Either I get some bath water for you, your Majesty, take a good wash and rest..." The little palace maid continued to test without giving up.
"Go away!" A heartbreaking voice burst out from Ah Liang's little body, almost shaking Huang Ye who was supposed to fall.
Liang reached out and grabbed the huge porcelain vase next to him and threw it down without thinking.
"Pa~" The bottle hit the ground and made an appropriately harsh sound... Some fragments jumped directly onto A Liang's hands, causing her fingers as white as green onions to be dyed with a layer of Yin Hong.
"My dear, please don't be angry. Don't be angry. Aju, get out of here, slave!"
No matter how ignorant A Ju was, she understood that it was best not to mess with A Liang in his current state, and quickly retreated while saying Qian.
Soon the only sounds that could be heard in the air were the rustling of yellow leaves and the slight sobs of Ah Liang.
"Brush", a sudden and untimely sound came in the air. Ah Liang raised his head slightly, as alert as a hedgehog: "Who?"
"It's a blessing in disguise." This time the woman brought a bunch of grapes. With her green-white fingers, she peeled off the green grapes one by one and threw them into her mouth. She looked very relaxed and did not have the poise that should belong to her age. However, her whole body But it exudes a frightening chill...
"Stop making sarcastic remarks there." Ah Liang stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the tip of the woman's nose: "Now that Yehua and the prophet know our purpose, now that Yehua is on guard against me, what do you say... …Will he believe me in the future and we won’t be able to be together?”
As he spoke, Ah Liang's hand changed from pointing at the tip of the woman's nose to grabbing the corner of her clothes and looking pitiful...
"You got your positioning wrong from the beginning." The woman moved her fingers away one by one in an angry manner, and pinched Ah Liang's chin hard with her slightly calloused fingers.
"How many times have I told you that my purpose is to put Yehua and that old guy to death. You have ruined my good deeds time and time again. I won't tell you anymore. Now you are still thinking about being with Yehua. You don't want to think about you either." Even if you don't have these things on your face, just because the face under your mask is a man, you will be disgusted."[
"It's Hua Xuanji's fault, it's Hua Xuanji's fault." Ah Liang repeated this sentence over and over again. What happened today brought a huge blow to her. A pair of eyes that should have been gentle were completely filled with hatred... ...as if a fire was going to burn Hua Xuanji to pieces."
"Let's see the facts clearly." The woman took a deep breath and threw the grapes aside. Her fingers slowly traced A Liang's face: "If we can't get some things, we must destroy them and don't give them to others. We can share them like this." "The chance of something" gently traced along Ah Liang's cheek: "Do you know who made your face look like this now?"
"It's Hua Xuanji" the answer came out without thinking. Ah Liang's anger seemed to deepen. He felt like he was gritting his teeth as if he wanted to bite off his tongue.
"As long as you understand." The woman took a deep breath proudly and leaned down slightly to keep the same height as Ah Liang: "Now that things have reached this point, it actually doesn't have much impact on us. Instead, Yehua is gone and Yuxia is not with him. The old guy next to me becomes isolated and supportive... like this... hahahahahahaha."
As if thinking about the future fate of the prophet, the woman raised her chin proudly and laughed, and her voice sounded a little breathtaking in the cold autumn night.
Listening to the woman's laughter, Ah Liang gradually calmed down and took a deep breath. Ah Liang took a step forward, his eyes were focused on the woman's body and he said very seriously: "What do you want me to do?"
The woman raised her eyebrows calmly and acted very calmly: "You understand... If Yehua is rescued midway and returns, our purpose will be destroyed. I said... Since we can't get... It’s better to destroy it”