In the evening, Zhao Hongrun asked Shen Yu and others to return the bamboo slips and sheepskins in the bamboo basket to the clan's treasury, leaving only the bamboo slips recording the poisonous arts.
After all, these ancient documents are quite valuable documents collected by the clan, although Zhao Hongrun is certain that the clan must have left behind rubbings.
In addition to this, Zhao Hongrun also asked Shen Yu and others to continue to go to the Zongfu to search for the rest of Wei Youzi's manuscripts. After all, it is not difficult to see from the words recorded in the bamboo slips recording the Gu technique that Wei Youzi had no idea what he was doing. I don't know that those magical poisons are very important, so it is very likely that this magical ancestor of the Ji family will travel all over the world to continue to understand the poisons in depth, and even how to get rid of the poisons.
And these are likely to be recorded in the other manuscripts of this ancestor.
"Thank God..."
After learning that the green poison might not be life-threatening, Shen Yu was grateful because he was one of the insiders after all.
He felt very angry and scared that Zhao Hongrun didn't care about his own life last night and took the risk to try the effect of that evil thing. Therefore, even though Zhao Hongrun had no abnormality at that time, Shen Yu still reprimanded those ignorant people in Mu Qing. The affectionate Zongwei left Mu Qing and others puzzled for a while.
"Go back quickly." Seeing that Shen Yu was vaguely trying to persuade him, Zhao Hongrun quickly sent him away. After all, after he returned to Wenzhao Pavilion this morning, he had already been nagged by the loyal Zongwei for a long time. , he also hopes that his ears will be clean.
After sending Shen Yu away, Zhao Hongrun called Mi Jiang to his dormitory and handed her the bamboo slips containing the poisonous spells.
"Wei Youzi? Who is this?"
Mi Jiang looked at Zhao Hongrun with confusion. After all, this surname conflicted with the customs of the Wei Dynasty that she knew: the surname Wei did not exist in the State of Wei.
"This is just a pseudonym... I guess this may be an ancestor of my Ji family, or even a member of the clan. Don't worry about it and look forward to it."
Mi Jiang sat on the stool next to the table and began to read with suspicion. She did not have Zhao Hongrun's ability to read at a glance and read monuments at a glance. In addition, she saw the description of Gu magic in the bamboo slips, so she read it very carefully.
After a long while, she murmured: "Green Gu...it seems that it was once called Lovesickness Gu. Your ancestor's description is generally correct, but...how is it possible?"
No wonder Mi Jiang felt strange. After all, according to the rumors she knew, the green poison was fatal and would cause a man who betrayed a witch to bleed to death. However, Wei Youzi clearly stated in his travel notes that this kind of poison was fatal. Gu insects are not fatal.
If this still doesn't convince Mi Jiang, then Zhao Hongrun, who is sitting opposite her at the moment, is the best example: he and Miss Su had sexual intercourse, but there was still nothing unusual.
"I have already predicted this... It's just a frightening thing!" Zhao Hongrun curled his lips and said disdainfully: "That Gu insect may have been dissolved long ago."
"..." Mi Jiang glanced at Zhao Hongrun, with some dissatisfaction in her eyes, because she felt Zhao Hongrun's contempt for witchcraft, which made her a little unhappy.
"Then how do you explain this sentence?" Mi Jiang pointed at the sentence "It's hard to leave this woman" and asked expressionlessly.
"..." Zhao Hongrun glanced at Mi Jiang and said nothing.
He didn't want to explain this.
Because it is difficult to separate from the words chosen by Wei Youzi, combined with the characteristics of the poison that does not hurt life and the earliest name of lovesickness Gu, it is not difficult for Zhao Hongrun to guess that the man who was poisoned may not be under some kind of restraint.
And the reason why he couldn't leave the miko who bewitched him was more likely due to other reasons.
For example, he fell in love with the witch inexplicably. Otherwise, Wei Youzi would not have written such words in such an exclamation tone: "What is it? Is it evil?" It is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Fall in love with Mi Jiang? Fall in love with this witch who used to be associated with poisonous insects? How is that possible!
Zhao Hongrun chuckled. He knew himself very well. Although he was not afraid of bugs, he hated those fluffy soft-bodied creatures because they were disgusting, especially bugs that would burst into a pulp after being stepped on.
In this way, how could he be with the kind of bugs he had always been with in the past...
Eh?
Zhao Hongrun looked at Mi Jiang intently, with a hint of surprise on his face.
He was surprised to find that he didn't dislike Mi Jiang.
No, to be more precise, he did not object to being with Mi Jiang in his heart.
How could it be?
Zhao Hongrun frowned and approached Mi Jiang to test his suspicions.
At this time, Mi Jiang was once again reading the letters of Wei Youzi in her hand carefully, and did not notice that Zhao Hongrun had his face almost in front of her and was looking at her intently.
It wasn't until her smooth and delicate face suddenly felt a warm breath spraying on it that she woke up in surprise. She suddenly raised her head and stared at Zhao Hongrun, who was only a few feet away from her, with wide eyes.
"what you do?"
It was obvious that she was not used to being in such close contact with Zhao Hongrun. After she said "you" in surprise, her whole pretty face turned red immediately. What she did in the second half of the sentence, she also slowed down her speech as her breathing became low.
, becomes inaudible.
Zhao Hongrun remained silent and just observed Mi Jiang attentively.
He felt that at this moment, he was in a very magical state, that magical feeling as if his senses were infinitely strengthened.
In front of his eyes, all Mi Jiang's actions seemed to be in slow motion, so that he could gradually see her movements clearly, such as her gradually reddening face, her increasingly uneasy eyes, and those two pieces of film.
Thin lips that tremble slightly from time to time.
Even Zhao Hongrun could feel Mi Jiang's heartbeat.
Yes, he didn't hear it directly, but felt it. He seemed to feel Mi Jiang's restless mood at this moment. It was undeniable that this was a very magical feeling.
She looked away in a formal manner.
And he raised his hand and gently used his fingers to block her from turning her face away when she fled, and raised her chin.
The two people's eyes met.
"You..." It was obvious that there was some anger in Mi Jiang's eyes, but the strange thing was that this anger seemed to be to cover up her panic, so that even though she had the strength to easily subdue Zhao Hongrun, she acted like an ordinary woman.
Am I... teasing her?
Zhao Hongrun also felt a little unreasonable towards himself.
It was a really strange feeling. He obviously had no intention of doing that, but for some reason, he felt as if the Mi Jiang in front of him was filled with some indescribable temptation, forcing him to want to have further contact with her uncontrollably.
It's not the kind of uncontrollable force, but an irresistible temptation.
Zhao Hongrun slowly lowered his head, and Mi Jiang apparently guessed something, her pretty face turned red but turned white, and she stared at him blankly with her eyes wide open.
Maybe it was just the blink of an eye, but it seemed to Zhao Hongrun that it seemed to be much longer than that. He clearly felt the slightest change in his and Mi Jiang's expressions as he lowered his head.
Finally, he lowered his head and kissed her two thin lips.
Damn...what am I doing?!
Zhao Hongrun felt as if his head had been hit hard by a hammer, and he was really confused.
What shocked him even more was Mi Jiang's attitude towards this.
She actually didn't push him away and passively endured all this.
Push me away, push me away, push me away...
Zhao Hongrun muttered in his heart. At this moment, he felt as if only his voice was still under control. As for the rest, he really couldn't believe that that was what he did.
Under Zhao Hongrun's prayer, Mi Jiang finally took action, but what stunned Zhao Hongrun was that the hands she raised were not to push him away, but to hug him tremblingly, uneasily, and worrying about gain or loss.
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She...what is she doing?!
Zhao Hongrun almost fainted from fright. It seemed that the person in front of him, whose breathing was low and rapid, and whose face was covered with shy blush, was actually the Mi Jiang who was expressionless all day long and whose living habits were like that of an old country woman?
However, Zhao Hongrun had no time to think about it, because the light touch of his lips, which felt like an electric shock all over his body, made him feel unprecedentedly sensitive at this time.
This feeling was really magical. Zhao Hongrun felt that his whole body's senses were amplified, so that he could clearly feel that Mi Jiang's hands were trembling slightly while she was caressing his back unfamiliarly.
This is really exciting...
Zhao Hongrun couldn't deny it.
Because he couldn't tell what was going on, but he couldn't deny that the shallow contact between him and Mi Jiang felt better than the lingering relationship with Miss Su on the bed yesterday.
This is really evil!
At this moment, Zongwei Lu Mu opened the door and walked in, saying: "Your Highness, it's time to go to Ningxiang Palace..."
At this point, his voice stopped suddenly, and he stared dumbfoundedly at his Highness pressing Mi Jiang against the wall.
After being stunned for a moment, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, then opened his eyes wide and took a look, and then said sarcastically: "Oh, where is Your Highness? Where has Your Highness gone?"
After saying that, he closed the door with a guilty look on his face.
From the sound of footsteps rushing away from the house, it was easy to judge that this loyal Zongwei felt inexplicably guilty that he had disturbed His Highness's good deeds, so he fled away as if running away.
At this time, Mi Jiang's blurred eyes flashed with a trace of perseverance, and she pushed Zhao Hongrun away. She was breathing heavily, frowning, and whispered: "There's something wrong with you, there's really something wrong with you..."
With that said, she grabbed the volume of Wei Youzi's letters, hurriedly opened the door, and left.
Looking at the two swinging doors, Zhao Hongrun sat down at the table, picked up the ceramic kettle on the table, and poured himself a glass of water.
Is it just me that's wrong?
Pouring his lips, Zhao Hongrun drank the water from the cup into his stomach. The cold tea finally calmed down his restless mood a little.
After calm analysis, he realized that just now, he was obviously in love with Mi Jiang.
Although it sounds a bit unbelievable, just now, he was indeed in love with Mi Jiang, who had no feelings in the past. It was as if he had taken some aphrodisiac drug. It was not so much out of control as it was about being unable to extricate himself.
"It's really evil..."
Zhao Hongrun felt that he finally understood Wei Youzi's incredible mood when he saw that evil thing. (To be continued.)