Mingwei couldn't laugh or cry: "Sir, you just remembered?"
Hou Liang nodded while crying, not forgetting to express his loyalty at this time: "Miss Ming, you see, I even forgot to take the poison, and I only focus on protecting you. It shows that I am sincere, right?"
Mingwei said helplessly: "Yes."
"You won't treat me as an outsider anymore in the future, right?"
"certainly."
"When I return to Gaotang, can I have a separate yard like Uncle Xuan?"
"Can."
"There are also matters in the study room..."
"Don't push yourself too far!" Duofu gasped, "My lady won't even enter Mr. Yang's study easily!"
Hou Liang hurriedly apologized and said, "Yes, yes, I got anxious at some point. Girl, please help me first?"
Mingwei asked: "Don't you know medical skills, sir? Didn't you take your own pulse?"
Hou Liang cried sadly: "Doctors don't heal themselves. I'm not very proficient in medical skills. How can I accurately read my own pulse?"
Ming Wei was amused: "How long have you been taking the poison, sir?"
"Um...more than an hour?"
"You are still standing well for more than an hour, which shows that it is not an acute poison." She said slowly, "and I see that your face is rosy and your speech is clear. It doesn't look like you were poisoned."
Hou Liang was anxious: "But I did take poison, and my stomach hurts. Girl, why don't you help me take a look?"
"Okay." Mingwei reluctantly pressed on to his veins.
After a while, she took back her hand.
Hou Liang asked nervously: "How is it? What kind of poison is it? Can it be cured?"
Mingwei sighed and asked, "Sir, do you really want to go to the toilet now?"
Hou Liang nodded hurriedly: "Yes."
"Isn't the poison smelly?"
Hou Liang thought about it carefully: "He threw it directly into my throat, and there was no taste at all. However, after swallowing it, my throat felt greasy and a little disgusting."
Mingwei seemed to be smiling but not smiling again.
Hou Liang was so anxious that he almost knelt down and begged her: "Miss Ming! For the sake of helping me along the way, please give me a way out!"
Mingwei finally laughed out loud, and because of the internal injuries, he could only hold his chest and endure it: "Don't worry, you won't die."
"What?"
"Sir, this symptom is probably diarrhea. If you think about it carefully, that thing should be a piece of dirty stuff. Sheng Qi has been following us for many days, and he smells very bad. He probably hasn't taken a shower for a long time. Maybe he used it locally.
I rubbed some dirt off my body... After all, poison is not cheap, so it might be a waste to use it on you."
Hou Liang slowly moved his eyes to Sheng Qi's body and saw that the exposed skin of his neck was covered with a thick layer of dirt...
"Ugh!" He quickly ran to the other side of the hillside.
Ming finished smiling and looked at Duofu: "Are you okay?"
Duofu was seriously injured, with several wounds on his arms and back, but the most serious one was the one on his shoulder.
Sheng Qi's pick hit him all the way through, even breaking the bones.
The conditions were so simple that Hou Liang could only use sewing needles to forcibly sew her up to prevent excessive blood loss. When he returned to Gaotang, he had to ask a doctor to give her a good treatment.
The arm on the shoulder was temporarily disabled. Duofu was now seriously injured just like her, and the pain was more severe than hers. Although he had been restraining himself from speaking, he was bursting into tears.
"Miss, I'm fine." Duofu wiped his tears with his good arm.
"It's okay after everything is like this." Mingwei sighed softly, "I'll take you out this time and make you suffer."
Duofu shed tears and shook her head: "I'm very happy to be with the lady." After a pause, she whispered, "Besides, I feel that I am so powerful and can do many things, which makes me even happier."
Ming smiled slightly and said softly: "As long as you are happy. The most meaningful thing for an individual is to discover your own value. Congratulations, how blessed you are."
"Yeah." Duofu laughed.
She didn't quite understand what the young lady said, but she had a vague understanding of it.
Mingwei picked out a bag of pills and handed them to her: "Take one pill every day to relieve the pain. At least we can get through the next few days."
"Yes, miss."
Hou Liang came back with a look of exhaustion.
Mingwei had already picked up Sheng Qi's body, washed her hands and was looking through it. When she saw him coming back, she glanced at him and said, "Okay?"
Hou Liang frowned: "It seems to be fine."
"It's just diarrhea, right?"
He continued to nod. Seeing Sheng Qi on the ground, he felt a little sick again.
But Mingwei pointed again: "Hurry up and dig a hole and bury him."
Hou Liang had a bitter look on his face: "Miss Ming, I am a scholar who has no power to tie a chicken..."
Mingwei answered calmly: "It's okay if you don't bury him. If Su Tu doesn't go back, he will know that we have no fighting power when he sees the body. Can you guess what the result will be?"
Hou Liang imagined the scene and immediately said: "I'll bury it, I'll bury it!"
Ming watched him with a smile as he found a place to dig a hole.
Hou Liang was sweating profusely while digging. It wasn't until nightfall that he dug a shallow pit and dragged Sheng Qi's body in.
He murmured while burying his head: "I should have known..."
"Sir, you really think it would be better to stay with Su Tu, right?"
Hou Liang laughed dryly: "How could it be? Of course it is better to follow the girl. Su Tu is a barbarian, what does he know?"
"That's not what Mr. Mister said in Tianshen Mountain!"
"Haha, isn't that just to fool him..."
Ming Ming smiled slightly and said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Duofu. Both Duofu and I were injured. You will be tired from the rest of the journey."
Hou Liang was flattered by her soft words: "Ah, no, how could it be? It should, it should..."
After burying the body and erasing the traces of fighting around them, the three of them rested.
They need to keep their spirits up and start escaping tomorrow.
This time it was a real escape. Two people who had lost their fighting power, and Hou Liang alone, would die if caught!
"Ah, maybe Su Tu has gone back? He has become Lord Hu, so he should cherish his life, right?" Hou Liang thought to himself.
After reaching this point, he couldn't turn back even if he wanted to.
Su Tu, who kept a low profile and went from being an unpopular prince to becoming the master of the grassland, must be ruthless.
No matter how much he likes the culture of the Central Plains, there is no shortage of Hou Liang. When he becomes the real Lord Hu, which is different from when he was a prince, if he is willing, there will be down-and-out literati who will seek refuge with him.
Thinking of this, Hou Liang wanted to cry again.
He didn't want to be a loyal man. He had always been a villain. Why did he become like this? He took two half-disabled women and fled on the grassland. The future was uncertain and he didn't know where to go...
"Sir, it's better to give up." Mingwei's slow voice came, "With Su Tu's personality, it's impossible to let go completely. He hasn't chased us now, so he's not sure. But do you think he will send someone to follow us and investigate?
Whereabouts?"
Hou Liang suddenly collapsed: "Girl, can't you make me happy?"
"False happiness will not last long. The bubbles of fantasy must be burst!"