"Okay, don't think so much." Jian Yi gave Feng Jiu'er a spoonful of porridge, "It's almost time, let's eat some more."
Feng Jiuer met Jian Yi's gaze, nodded, and picked up the bowl.
This kind of thing happened suddenly. The key now is how to avoid this unnecessary war. Let's talk about other things later.
The two of them ate together, their movements a bit hurried, and neither of them said anything.
Jian Yi ate the steamed buns and sweet potatoes, leaving the only meat for Feng Jiu'er to make porridge.
After filling his stomach, Jianyi took out a square towel and wiped his hands.
"You used your real name in the Black Canyon. Don't you worry about those people coming to your door?" He looked at the woman beside him and asked softly.
"Who?" Feng Jiuer responded casually, seemingly not caring.
"Who else are there?" Jian Yi frowned and his breath became much lower.
"If they really want to kill them all, it doesn't matter what name I use." With a "clang", Feng Jiuer put down the empty bowl.
"This trip to the north is so important. Even if someone stays, they are just minions. Am I not even able to deal with minions?"
Jian Yi looked at Feng Jiu'er who was standing up, and his breath softened a little.
"Are you leaving? If not, I'm leaving." Feng Jiuer glanced at Jianyi, turned around and walked towards her bed.
She packed some things at random, and when she turned around, Jian Yi was already standing behind her.
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at the person who was a head taller than herself, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"I don't need any commitment, we must get rid of Zhan Liyue, understand?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer pushed her sword forward and moved forward.
"Let's go, nothing is more important now than finding the treasure."
Jianyi turned around and looked at her thin back, stretched out his slender legs and followed her.
What Feng Jiuer just said was "we", not "I", which was actually what Jian Yi wanted to express.
He followed her away and looked good.
Gather the people who should be gathered, and the team disperses and sets off in different directions.
…
Inside Nanman Fort, it was a mess before dawn.
There were eleven members of the Liang family, all of whom were poisoned and died.
Mr. Liang's three sons escaped because they were on duty last night.
Among the dead, there were old people, children, women, and even a pregnant woman, one dead and two dead.
This is the first time such a serious thing has happened in Nanman Fort, which makes people think of the teams outside.
After the castle master appeased the three brothers, he immediately went to a grotto in the back.
The door of the grotto was open, and occasionally people went in and occasionally people came out. Everyone looked extremely anxious.
"Master, I heard that the old master began to feel unwell last night." The butler followed the master all the way.
Both of them walked in a hurry, as if they were eager to go to the row of caves inside immediately.
"Why are you talking about it now?" The castle master's voice was very low and he was very angry.
"Too many things happened yesterday. Madam said she wanted the castle owner to have a good night's rest. She said she just thought it was a common physical discomfort, so..."
"Nonsense!" the castle master snorted coldly.
However, he did not blame anything more.
The castle owner only had one wife, but he had countless concubines. The castle owner's wife never cared about it and devoted herself to taking care of the old castle owner's daily life at the rear.
This moved the castle owner quite a lot, so even though he had countless concubines, he still loved his wife the most.
The two of them soon approached a row of grottoes in the back mountain. Seeing this, a young slave ran over in a hurry.
"Lord of the Castle." She leaned over and called.
"How is the situation of the old castle master?" the castle master asked in a deep voice.
"This..." Xiaonu looked embarrassed.
"What exactly is going on?" The castle master glanced at her and quickened his pace.
The little slave turned around hurriedly and chased after him.
"Back to the castle master, the doctor said that the old castle master was poisoned. This poison is the same as the poison poisoned by the eleven members of the Liang family. The castle master..."
The little slave just raised his eyes, where could he see the figure of the castle master?
The Lord of the Castle strode into the grotto, and there were many people standing in the side room of the grotto.
Seeing the castle lord, everyone leaned down one after another.
"How is my dad doing? Tell me quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the castle master had already arrived at the bedside.
Unexpectedly, the old castle owner was already unconscious.
The old castle owner lying on the bed had a pale face with a black air, especially his lips, which were purple and black, which was a clear sign of poisoning.
The castle lord came in and everyone made way.
The castle master standing by the bed looked at the old castle master seriously for a while, then frowned and looked back at everyone.
"What happened? Why were you poisoned?"
Early in the morning, someone came to report the death of more than a dozen tribesmen. The fort master was so busy that even the old fort master's affairs were delayed.
Unexpectedly, a person who was fine yesterday was now lying there, his breath so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
After the castle owner came in, a woman beside the bed fell limply to the ground.
Because the castle lord was here, the castle lord's wife was so frightened that she fell down, and no one dared to step forward to help her.
She raised her eyes to look at the condescending man, her whole face wet with tears.
"Last night, the old fort master went to have tea with Mr. Liang. This..."
The old man Liang mentioned by the castle owner's wife was the old man who was found dead at home today, which explains why the old castle owner was also poisoned by the same poison as Mr. Liang's family.
"What's the situation now?" The castle master glanced at his wife and his eyes fell on the two doctors.
"Lord of the Castle." The two doctors knelt down with a "pop" sound and lowered their heads.
The castle owner frowned and his voice was as cold as an ice pick.
"What do you mean by this? Does it mean that my father is hopeless? If he is not still breathing, how can he be saved?"
"Return to the Lord of the fort." A doctor raised his eyes for a glance, then lowered his head immediately, "Old, the Lord of the old fort is seriously poisoned, and there is really nothing we can do."
"What does it mean to be severely poisoned? Didn't you discover the fact that he was poisoned all night?" The castle master frowned and was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
"Go back to the Lord." Another doctor said, "At first, the Lord just had a fever, and there was no sign of poisoning."
"He didn't want to be disturbed and kicked us out."
"Kick him out?" The castle master glared at the doctor who spoke, "The old castle master is old and confused, are you confused too?"
"I wrote the prescription, took the medicine, and Madam took over it herself," the doctor said in a low voice.
"Fortmaster, what the doctor said is true." The castle owner's wife raised her eyes and looked at her husband, "I also gave the old castle owner the medicine to drink."
"After drinking the medicine, the old castle owner kicked me out of the wing. I..."
"Master of the castle." The slave kneeling beside the wife of the castle master raised his eyes and glanced up.
"My wife was worried about the old castle master's condition, so she stayed outside the wing and stayed up all night. My slave can testify."
"It wasn't until it was almost dawn when we went in that we discovered something was wrong with the old castle owner!"
