154: I just want to make an inch of it, so what can you do?
Because of the disguise, they had a lot less trouble.
At noon the next day, Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu arrived at the inn at the foot of Miaohua Mountain.
Even though the two of them look ordinary in disguise, their temperaments are very different.
Lu Jiu was cold, unsmiling, and extremely skilled in martial arts. Although people could not detect his demeanor as a master, it made those who saw him feel that he was very extraordinary for no reason.
Sikong Qingying, on the other hand, looks like a pretty scholar. Her temperament is fresh, with a pure aura all over her body, but there is a touch of sadness between her eyebrows. She should be gray, but on her body
, but it is a bit more pitiful and weak.
Basically, no one who has met them will forget them.
As soon as they stepped into the Miaohua Inn at the foot of Miaohua Mountain, they were stared at by many people.
The forces from all sides look at each other with an incomprehensible and thoughtful look that makes people feel uneasy.
Emperor Xuanyuan Mingzhao of the Great Capital turned the jade ring on his hand and nodded silently, telling himself that she was here.
In fact, before, when Lu Jiu brought Song Qing to Prince Shan's Mansion, he knew that Lu Jiu was Lu Zicong's nephew, but he didn't expect that Sikong Qingying would stay with Lu Jiu.
He watched Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu go up to the second floor to check out a room. He thought to himself: It had only been a few months since he last saw his imperial concubine, but why was his imperial concubine getting thinner and thinner, and her mental state seemed to be no better than
Knowing how much better it was when Yin Ziheng died - did Lu Zicong abuse his imperial concubine?
The eyes of the little prince of the Shouyi Dynasty also lit up, and they understood that the target had appeared.
When Lu Zicong needed to be face to face, he also disguised himself. Although he had a good temperament, he had white hair. No matter how he disguised himself as an old man, it would naturally not be easy for others to see him. Of course, Yi Haomiao naturally
You can recognize Lu Zicong at a glance.
However, Yi Haomiao is now hiding in the dark. He wants to find clues from Lu Zicong. Since Lu Zicong has given the little guy a 'same interest rate', the relationship between Lu Zicong and the little guy must not be simple. Now, he can only start from
Lu Zicong is looking for the little guy here.
There were many guests in the Miaohua Inn, but many of them focused their attention on Lu Jiu and Sikong Qingying.
Lu Jiu was naturally aware of those various lines of sight.
After putting away the luggage upstairs, Lu Jiu took Sikong Qingying downstairs to have lunch.
Not long after the two sat down.
A man in a white robe, as gentle as jade, as handsome as a jade, walked in from the door. Although he had just arrived, there was no aura of travel in his body.
He looked around the inn and finally settled on the table of Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu.
He walked forward slowly: "Excuse me, can I sit here?"
Lu Jiu raised his eyes and frowned. He knew this person... the richest man in Dajing, Yuchi Weiran.
Lu Jiu also knew that this richest man was Sikong Qingying's former husband.
There was obviously an empty table next to them, but Yuchi Weiran came to them. Was it because he recognized Sikong Qingying?
Lu Jiu was about to refuse.
Sikong Qingying already said: "Sit down."
Sikong Qingying's eyes were staring closely at Yuchi Weiran's face, and her head ached a little - she was sure that he had never seen this person before after time travel... There was no reason for her to forget such a handsome appearance so easily, but
Now, facing this person she had never seen before, she felt very familiar.
The most important thing is that when she saw this person, she felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart... It was like the feeling when she thought of Lu Zicong. Although it was not as clear and painful, the uncomfortable feeling was still there.
It does indeed exist.
"Sir," Sikong Qingying said, "My name is Sikong Qingying. Excuse me, do we know each other?"
Yuchi Weiran was immediately frightened by Sikong Qingying's words.
"Xiao Ying?"
Without thinking, he exclaimed: "You don't recognize me?"
Because of the shock, Yuchi Weiran's voice was loud.
Lu Zicong and Xuanyuan Mingzhao felt their hearts tightening.
Lu Zicong did not expect that people from Xuanyuan Mingzhao's faction would come so early.
When he signed the agreement with Xuanyuan Mingzhao and others, he planned to make Sikong Qingying forget his past and fall in love with Lu Jiu. So, when Xuanyuan Mingzhao and others came to pick up Sikong Qingying, they did not know Xuanyuan Mingzhao and others.
Sikong Qingying would naturally not leave with them.
Who knew that the plan could not keep up with the change. Sikong Qingying did not fall in love with Lu Jiu, but fell in love with him. Now the March period is coming soon. Sikong Qingying hates him and does not love Lu Jiu. There is no guarantee that she will not
Choose to go back with Xuanyuan Mingzhao...
This fate is really teasing people.
Now that Lu Jiu's great revenge has not been avenged, Lu Zicong does not want Sikong Qingying to leave Lu Jiu.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao is also such a smart person. When he heard Yuchi Weiran's exclamation, he understood almost instantly that Lu Zicong had tampered with Sikong Qingying's memory, and he also understood why Lu Zicong was so confident in settling with them.
Three months agreement.
There was a surge of anger in his chest, because of Lu Zicong's despicable behavior. If possible, he could not wait to kill Lu Zicong immediately.
Yuchi Weiran's attitude made Lu Jiu very nervous and made Sikong Qingying feel boundless doubts.
"Do we really know each other?"
Yuchi Weiran looked angrily at Lu Jiu next to Sikong Qingying:
"What happened to her? Why did Xiaoying forget me? What did you do to Xiaoying?"
He used to feel that Sikong Qingying's disregard for him was already a kind of pain, but he did not expect that now, Sikong Qingying had simply forgotten him.
Is there no trace of his existence in Sikong Qingying's life? When he thought of this, he felt heartbroken. He didn't want, didn't want or didn't want to have even the slightest relationship with Sikong Qingying!!
!
Lu Jiu wasn't sure why Sikong Qingying lost his memory, but even if he knew, he wouldn't tell Yu Chi Weiran.
"Master Yuchi, why do you want me to answer your question?"
Sikong Qingying looked at Lu Jiu and then at Yuchi Weiran: "Yuchi... Young Master?" Because he didn't remember, what he called was not very familiar. He only called him that because he heard Lu Jiu call him that.
of.
She hesitated: "Do you recognize me? Do you know my identity and who I was before?"
"you……"
Yuchi Weiran shifted his gaze to Xuanyuan Mingzhao. Xuanyuan Mingzhao looked around at the people who seemed to be doing nothing but were actually listening to their chat seriously, and shook his head at Yuchi Weiran.
As the imperial concubine, Sikong Qingying's identity is extraordinary and cannot be revealed rashly now.
Sikong Qingying looked at Yuchi Weiran expectantly.
After being deceived and betrayed like Lu Zicong, deep down in her heart, she still longed for her own family.
Yuchi Weiran received Xuanyuan Mingzhao's hint and gritted his teeth: "This matter is a long story, Xiaoying, why don't we discuss it at another time."
"good……"
As soon as Sikong Qingying said the good words, Lu Jiu stood up suddenly and pulled Sikong Qingying's wrist: "Let's go upstairs to eat."
"Huh? But Mr. Yuchi and I still have something to say..."
"He is not a good person. You and he have nothing to say."
Lu Jiu's eyes were cold, his tone was cold, he was very determined and stubborn. Sikong Qingying rarely saw Lu Jiu like this, and he was a little stunned. He was pulled upstairs by Lu Jiu.
"Lu Jiu, who is Mr. Yuchi?"
Sikong Qingying came back to her senses and was a little angry that Lu Jiu pulled her up without his consent.
"He is not a good person."
Lu Jiu didn't know much about the grudge between Yuchi Weiran and Sikong Qingying, but he remembered that Lu Zicong once said that Sikong Qingying first married the richest man in Beijing, the second married the younger brother of the patron saint of Beijing, and the third married the emperor of Beijing...
If Yuchi Weiran is a good person and treats Sikong Qingying well, Sikong Qingying will definitely not have a second or third marriage.
Moreover, Lu Jiu knew that the person in Sikong Qingying's heart was Lu Zicong, and it was impossible for him to hand over Sikong Qingying to anyone else except Lu Zicong.
"Do you have a grudge?" Sikong Qingying thought for a moment and had no choice but to ask.
"No."
"That……"
"Xiaoying, if the past memories are not good memories, do you also want to know?"
Lu Jiu's question silenced Sikong Qingying. Sikong Qingying was still thinking when the door opened.
It was the waiter from the Miaohua Inn who came up with the food they ordered earlier.
"Your Majesty, please use it with ease."
Lu Jiu helped Sikong Qingying pick up the food: "Don't think about it, let's eat first... If you really want to restore your memory, I will find a way to help you."
Sikong Qingying nodded: "Yes."
She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat in small bites.
Lu Jiu did not eat except for picking up food for Sikong Qingying.
He sat opposite Sikong Qingying and watched Sikong Qingying eat, as if just watching Sikong Qingying eat would make him full.
Sikong Qingying slowly slowed down his movements: "Why don't you eat? See what I do?"
Lu Jiu lowered his eyes and concealed the emotion in his eyes: "It's okay... We have arrived at Miaohua Mountain. My enemy is at the top of the mountain."
Sikong Qingying nodded: "I'll go with you tomorrow."
"No, just wait here..."
Sikong Qingying didn't want to argue with him, so let's wait until tomorrow to discuss this matter.
She was quite happy when she thought that she could leave Lu Jiu after tomorrow.
She hoped that Mr. Yuchi would not leave the inn. After she avenged her revenge with Lu Jiu, Lu Jiu would have no control over her. At that time, she could ask Mr. Yuchi again.
The food here is not as delicious as Lu Jiu’s.
Sikong Qingying ate and wrinkled his nose, thinking in his heart that he would have to learn how to cook well in the future, lest he would not be able to fill his five internal organs when he was alone.
Lu Jiu was worried.
Although he didn't know the agreement between Sikong Qingying and Lu Zicong, and he didn't know that Sikong Qingying would accompany him and leave after taking revenge, but he had other plans.
In his opinion, now is the last time he spends with Sikong Qingying.
He was a little nostalgic.
If time could stop, how he wished it would stay at this moment.
pity……
Lu Jiu picked up the vegetables and put them in his mouth. A subtle sweet taste was obscured by the aroma of the food.
Now Lu Jiu noticed it as soon as he took it into his mouth.
His expression suddenly changed.
He reached out and swept all the food on the table to the floor, stood up suddenly, and nervously approached Sikong Qingying: "Xiaoying, don't eat!!"
"Um?"
Sikong Qingying looked up at Lu Jiu in surprise, wondering why Lu Jiu would sweep a good table of food to the ground.
Lu Jiu took out the silver needle and tried it on the food that had not been swept away. Immediately, the color of the silver needle turned jet black.
"poisonous?"
Sikong Qingying looked at the silver needle, blinked his eyes, and immediately put his hand to his throat, wanting to spit out everything he had just eaten.
"Damn!!!"
Lu Jiu's head was a little dizzy, because he had already arrived at Miaohua Mountain and he relaxed. Moreover, Yu Chi Weiran's appearance earlier diverted his attention a bit.
He relaxed a little and felt a little dazed. The food was actually drugged, and... Sikong Qingying was also poisoned.
Lu Jiu nervously held Sikong Qingying's arm: "Xiaoying, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Sikong Qingying also stood up, moved his body, and jumped up and down. Everything was fine, and there was no accident.
"It's okay, I'm fine."
"But, the food is obviously poisonous?"
Lu Jiu shook his head: "No, I will take you to the doctor."
Sikong Qingying's head gradually became dizzy, and her stomach began to hurt.
"I……"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she spat out a large mouthful of blood. She fell down instantly.
"Xiaoying!!!"
Lu Jiu screamed. He hugged Sikong Qingying and wanted to go out to find the doctor, but the roof exploded at this moment.
Lu Zicong, dressed in green clothes, with white hair, disguised as an old man, appeared out of thin air:
"Put her on the bed and don't move her."
"You are...little uncle?"
Even though he was very worried about Sikong Qingying at this time, even though he was extremely anxious at this time, he also noticed Lu Zicong's hair.
This was the first time Lu Jiu saw Lu Zicong after he and Sikong Qingying got married.
"How did you become like this?"
While speaking, he had already followed Lu Zicong's instructions and placed Sikong Qingying on the bed.
Lu Zicong also came to the bedside and while feeling Sikong Qingying's pulse, he replied: "It's nothing, just like you, just disguised."
"But your hair..."
Lu Zicong felt Sikong Qingying's pulse, and the more he checked, the worse his face became.
Because of the 'same breath', even his body was in trouble.
In addition to making each other feel good about each other, the most important thing about "sharing the same interest" is that it allows two people to almost live and die together.
"Nothing...Xiaojiu, go and buy the medicine I need first."
Lu Zicong quickly mentioned a few medicines that could slightly suppress the toxicity.
Lu Jiu knew that the situation was urgent. After writing it down, he immediately opened the door and left.
Lu Zicong took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, took out an antidote pill and gave it to Sikong Qingying to eat. After eating it, he half-lifted Sikong Qingying on the bed, put his palm on Sikong Qingying's back, and used his energy to help Sikong Qingying.
Qingying tried to poison him, but he found that the poison in Sikong Qingying's body was very overbearing.
It is a kind of poison that seals the throat at the sight of blood. It is very powerful.
Because his golden needle was left on the back of Sikong Qingying's head, and Sikong Qingying's body had strong internal energy and the presence of 'same breath', the onset of the poison was delayed.
But now, the poison has taken hold. If the antidote is not obtained as soon as possible within half an hour, Sikong Qingying will not be able to be saved.
Lu Zicong knew how to make the antidote, but he didn't have the medicinal materials. Even if he had the medicinal materials, he would never be able to make the antidote within half an hour.
Big beads of sweat dripped from Lu Zicong's forehead.
His face was pale, and the hand on Sikong Qingying's back was shaking a little, and he desperately input his internal energy into Sikong Qingying's body.
When he and Sikong Qingying were together in the past, there weren't many people chasing them.
But this time, after Sikong Qingying left Xuanming Palace with Lu Jiu, there were no less than ten assassinations along the way, and now such a difficult poison was used.
what is going on?
Is the opponent's target Lu Jiu or Sikong Qingying?
Lu Zicong could not accept or allow Sikong Qingying to die like this. He still owed Sikong Qingying so much. Sikong Qingying had not fallen in love with Lu Jiu and could not leave a wife for the Lu family, so how could he die?
How can it be?
Because of the Jueqing Pill, his internal organs were burning with pain. In addition, he was desperate to inject internal energy into Sikong Qingying, and soon, he was feeling dizzy.
He is torturing himself.
Lu Jiu hasn't come back yet.
Wearing a crescent-colored inner garment and a purple gauze outer garment, the handsome and enchanting man fell into the house from where Lu Zicong appeared previously.
There was a bit of joking in his mouth: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this white hair is also disguised. Lu Zicong, your disguise skills are really superb."
Seeing him, Lu Zicong's eyes suddenly lit up. He raised his head and stared closely at the sudden arrival of Yi Haomiao. At no time was he more grateful for Yi Haomiao's arrival than now.
"Yi Haomiao, do you have the antidote to the Five Ghost Yanyang Pill?"
Yi Haomiao was stunned. He didn't recognize or realize that the person in disguise on the bed was Sikong Qingying.
After he came back to his senses, he came to the bedside curiously: "Why, has this guy been poisoned by the Five Ghost Yanyang Pill? Tsk, tsk, tsk, who is so cruel and ruthless, who would inject such a powerful poison..." However,
Speaking of which, isn’t the Five Ghost Yanyang Pill a secret medicine that has not been passed down to the royal family of the Shouyi Dynasty? How could it appear in my capital, and in a place like this, to such an ordinary person? "
"Is there any?"
Lu Zicong insisted on asking.
Yi Haomiao raised his eyebrows: "Is this your attitude of asking for help?"
"Yi Haomiao..." Lu Zicong looked pale and trembled his lips: "Save her... As long as you save her, I will agree to you no matter what the conditions are."
"Huh? Who is this guy? Is he worthy of your attention?"
Yi Haomiao was very surprised. Even though his relationship with Lu Zicong was not very harmonious before, he still understood Lu Zicong relatively well.
Lu Zicong actually has a lot of arrogance in his heart. Now, he is willing to compromise so much for such a person?
"Do you have...Yi Haomiao, do you have an antidote?"
Yi Haomiao also knew that the poison of the Five Ghost Yanyang Pill would not last long, so he nodded: "I have it, you can do it if you want... I won't let you do anything for me, as long as you tell me, little
Just wherever the guy is?”
Lu Zicong suddenly became silent.
He opened his mouth and closed it again.
Finally, he let go of the hand on Sikong Qingying's back, carefully took Sikong Qingying into his arms, and let Sikong Qingying's head rest on his arm.
At this time, a lot of blood had spilled from Sikong Qingying's mouth. Lu Zicong carefully wiped away the blood from Sikong Qingying's mouth with his sleeve, with deep pity in his eyes.
Then he stretched out his hand and groped around Sikong Qingying's cheek.
Finally, under Yi Haomiao's surprised gaze, he destroyed the disguise on Sikong Qingying's face, revealing a small face glowing with bluish-white color.
"..." Yi Haomiao was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.
Why is he so stupid?
It turned out that the person I was looking for was always right in front of me.
Thinking about it, he had been chasing Lu Zicong for so long before, and Lu Zicong had never left anyone by his side, with the exception of that woman.
I'm afraid that the only people in this world that Lu Zicong cares about are Lu Jiu and this woman.
Just now, seeing Lu Zicong's panicked look, he didn't expect...he didn't even think about the identity of this woman?
So damn!!!
After realizing that Sikong Qingying was the person he had been looking for for a long time, Yi Haomiao's first reaction was to raise his fist and hit Lu Zicong in the face: "You married her to Lu Jiu? Is your nephew?"
Following Lu Zicong these days, he also observed the situation between Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu.
This made him feel angry for no reason.
When he thought of Lu Zicong marrying this little guy to someone else and making his life unhappy, his heart twitched and became uncomfortable.
This feeling is really too unfamiliar to Yi Haomiao.
This made him eager to vent his anger and discomfort.
"Yi Haomiao!"
Lu Zicong's beaten face immediately became bruised and swollen, and was mixed with blood, but he didn't care at all and just reminded Yi Haomiao:
"Antidote!"
"Antide?" Yi Haomiao asked back, and immediately came to his senses: "Yes! Antidote."
He pushed Lu Zicong away: "You go ahead and I'll take care of her."
Lu Zicong clenched his fists, thinking that Sikong Qingying was in an urgent situation and only Yi Haomiao had the antidote, so he endured it.
He stepped away from the bed, and Yi Haomiao immediately occupied the place where he had been before, carefully holding Sikong Qingying in his arms, touching Sikong Qingying's somewhat cold face with his hand, and his heart rose a little.
What a wonderful feeling.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had been so close to this woman when his eyes were clear.
A closer look revealed that this woman's skin was really good and comfortable to the touch. The only thing that dissatisfied him was that Sikong Qingying's body temperature was too low at this time.
"Give her the antidote first!"
Lu Zicong was stunned when he saw Yi Haomiao touching Sikong Qingying's face, and reminded him unbearably.
"Lu Zicong, it seems it's not your turn to tell me what to do now, right?"
Yi Haomiao hugged Sikong Qingying and looked at Lu Zicong with evil eyes: "You, go out first."
Lu Zicong clenched his fists, and his peach blossom eyes filled with vicissitudes of life and coldness were full of anger: "Yi Haomiao, don't push yourself too far."