Feng Jiu'er didn't know what Madam Butterfly's attitude was towards Uncle Nine Emperors, and she had never understood this seemingly young woman in front of her.
However, Mo Bai belongs to Uncle Nine Emperors, so Feng Jiuer can feel at ease only by letting him go in and take a look.
Mo Bai looked at Madam Butterfly with a strange expression, but Madam Butterfly said indifferently: "Please sit down."
This is the second time that they are asked to sit down, which means that Madam Butterfly will not allow them to enter, whether they are men or women.
Mo Bai and Feng Jiuer looked at each other again before finally sitting down on the chairs.
Hu Shuang personally poured them two cups of fragrant tea. Madam Butterfly glanced at the three bottles in Mo Bai's hand and frowned lightly.
"You plan to use Ah Jiu to test these three Gu insects?"
The words didn't sound very happy, and I'm afraid he didn't like this approach.
Mo Bai nodded and said, "Yes."
Based on his observation alone, there is really no way to determine which one is of the same type as the Gu worm on the prince's body.
Since Feng Jiuer and I thought of going together, then maybe this method is really feasible.
"Otherwise, Madam, is there any other way? Please feel free to enlighten me."
Looking at Madam Butterfly, she seemed to have researched on Gu insects, so Feng Jiuer asked softly.
This place is very close to the Nanman, and this mountain range in the past is the area of the Nanman.
Madam Butterfly has lived here for many years, and she can be regarded as half a southern barbarian. The southern barbarians are proficient in the art of refining poison, so maybe the other party is really a master.
"You don't have to live in Nanman to know the art of refining Gu." Madam Butterfly could easily see through Feng Jiuer's thoughts.
She raised her hand and held the white jade cup with her slender fingers. The skin color of her fingers was not inferior at all in front of the white jade. It was really beautiful to see.
She said: "You need to be talented in refining voodoo. Not everyone can learn it. If you don't learn it well, you will easily be bitten by voodoo insects. At worst, you will be poisoned, or at worst, you will be killed on the spot."
Feng Jiuer's heart trembled slightly, she didn't expect that learning to refine Gu would be such a dangerous thing.
"So although Nanman is famous for hiding many masters of Gu refining, the people who can actually refine Gu only account for less than one percent of the total population of Nanman. Do you understand?"
"Thank you madam for your teaching. Jiu'er's eyesight has been opened again."
There was nothing to say to Madam Butterfly, she didn't seem to like talking very much.
In the end, it was Feng Jiuer and Mo Bai who began to study on their own how to test it later.
What was surprising was that Zhan Qingcheng actually came out after just two sticks of incense.
He was wearing a plain white robe, and his long wet hair was still dripping with water.
Jiuer became anxious when he saw it. He immediately picked up the towel from the tray in the hand of the maid and walked over: "Uncle Jiuhuang, sit down and I will dry your hair."
Mo Bai and Madam Butterfly frowned slightly. They were afraid that Feng Jiuer would be kicked off. The prince would rather let his long hair drip with water than like having a woman touch him.
Not to mention that Feng Jiuer's tone was like "I tell you to sit down", how could the prince listen?
Unexpectedly, Zhan Qingcheng actually walked over, sat down on the chair where Feng Jiuer was sitting just now, and let Jiuer hold up his long hair, and wiped the water droplets on it little by little with the towel.
She and he were covered in hot air, which was obviously the breath from the Butterfly Pool. They seemed to be quite energetic now, and their faces were rosy, which was the effect of the hot springs.
Madam Butterfly took another look at Feng Jiu'er, who was standing behind Zhan Qingcheng and still wiping his long hair, and then her eyes fell on Zhan Qingcheng.
"Ajiu, how do you feel now?"
Zhan Qingcheng nodded and said nothing.
Hu Shuang immediately gave him the fragrant tea on the island, then stepped aside and looked at the strand of hair on Feng Jiuer's hand.
Last night, she saw with her own eyes that this woman came out of the room following the Ninth Prince.
At that time, it was already midnight, and the two of them were actually staying together. It seemed that they had not had time to report this matter to Madam.
As for the news that the prince had been seriously injured because of a woman, the lady did not take it to heart and felt that this was not a possibility.
But now it seems that why suddenly, it seems that it is not impossible.
Is it possible that that woman is the Feng Jiuer in front of me?
She has never seen the Ninth Prince get so close to a girl from any family, and Feng Jiuer is definitely the first.
Although Mo Bai was a little surprised, he didn't seem to care much about these things. He just glanced at Feng Jiu'er a few more times and then ignored them.
After Jiu'er dried Zhan Qingcheng's long hair and Hu Shuang moved another chair for her to sit down, Mo Bai said: "Your Majesty, Miss Jiu'er and I agree that we want to use the blood on your body to...
Let’s do an experiment.”
Feng Jiuer glanced at Zhan Qingcheng, who nodded calmly: "Yes."
This is a simple word that seems to have no special meaning, but it sounds completely different.
Why do you feel an indescribable feeling of pampering when you look at it?
Feng Jiuer seemed to have become accustomed to it, and together with Mo Bai, who was still a little surprised, he placed the three bottles on the table.
Since Madam Butterfly knows about Uncle Nine Emperors being poisoned, and Uncle Nine Emperors has no intention of guarding against Madam Butterfly, there seems to be nothing wrong with even testing it here.
Without further ado, she couldn't wait.
Madam Butterfly's place is indeed convenient enough. The utensils and other items here are very suitable for Gu insects.
Hu Shuang sent the three crystal plates over, and after asking all the maids who were waiting on the side to retreat, Mo Bai opened the cap of the bottle and poured the poisonous insects onto the crystal plates one by one.
"This insect..." Feng Jiuer wanted to get closer.
Mo Bai immediately said: "Don't touch them!"
Before Jiu'er's hand stretched out, someone had already pulled it back and held it in his palm.
"I understand, Uncle Nine Emperors, I won't mess around." She didn't care, she had long been used to Uncle Nine Emperors' domineering attitude.
However, even though the others looked calm, their hearts were shaken when they saw it.
Ah Jiu is really very different from this Feng Jiu'er!
In the past, has anyone seen him willing to hold a woman's hand? The scary thing is that the woman was not surprised at all after he held her hand. It is conceivable that such an intimate gesture had a lot of impact between the two of them.
Ordinary.
Something flashed under Madam Butterfly's eyes, but in the end she just remained expressionless, still watching Mo Bai put on the special gold gloves and put the Gu worm in the appropriate position.
He looked at Feng Jiu'er: "Miss Jiu'er, please..."
"Okay." Feng Jiu'er knew what he was going to do, so she took Uncle Nine Emperors's big hand and put it on the table. She raised her eyes and looked at him and said softly: "Uncle Nine Emperors, it will hurt a little."
The latter didn't say anything. She took out the needle bag, took out the silver needle, and asked Hu Shuang to bring an oil lamp.
After roasting the silver needle on the fire and sterilizing it, the long needle fell on Zhan Qingcheng's finger.
