Everyone shook their heads secretly.

Look, look.

Who do you think you are bad at provoking?

Why bother with the Lord?

Si Mubai walked over from the crowd, saluted and stood beside Nalan Chen.

The black dagger was extraordinary. Although it was just a simple knife, it stabbed into the blood and bones, and a sharp force spread throughout the body, making Nalan Chen feel unprecedented pain.

"Forget it, let's stop here." Yun Yehuang finally opened his mouth.

Nalan Chen breathed a sigh of relief, endured the pain, and said word by word: "Thank you, Lord Lord."

A small episode ended in Nalan Chen's own punishment.

The Lord left and returned to the Holy Garden.

Nalan Chen stabbed him, and the situation was very serious, as if it had affected his right arm.

Later, Yue Rushuang arrived overnight and staged a good show of waiting for the prince without regret.

In the eyes of others, Yue Rushuang's thoughts about the prince are well known to everyone.

This night, many people never sleep.

No one knows how painful the injury of Prince Nalan Chen is.

No one knows how much a dignified Lord protects his shortcomings.

Dividing line

Time flies, and it is the next day.

Tonight, it is time for Mu Qingqian to see Wu Xing.

It was also the tenth day after my uncle disappeared.

These days, I have been resting without makeup for a long time, obviously worried about Mu Zexi.

Mu Qingqian was a little confused. As the guardian of the Sutra Pavilion, why was he so worried about his uncle's safety?

Shouldn’t the whole thought of bare face be on the safety of the Sutra Pavilion?

She didn't ask, nor did she say anything without makeup.

Mu Anya still couldn't get out of bed, and her situation was getting worse day by day. She lay on the bed and shouted about the pain and itch.

Sometimes when I feel bad, I will yell.

Seeing this situation, Mu Yun was almost scolding Mu Qingqian to death.

Mu Qingqian stayed in Qingshuiyuan all day long. Without going out, the smell of medicine came out. I don’t know what she was tinkering with.

In the evening, Mu Qingqian looked at the time and felt that it was almost done. She wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Looking at the bowl of medicinal soup that I made for a whole day in my hand.

She called Uncle Yin. As soon as Uncle Yin entered the house, a faint fragrance of flowers came to her face, and there was a little smell of medicine.

It doesn't smell bad, it's very awake.

But it was the first time he smelled this kind of breath.

"Uncle Yin, I will feed this bowl of medicinal soup to grandpa midnight tonight.

Remember, at midnight, you should not be more or less."

Uncle Yin knew that the eldest lady had something big to do tonight.

but

"Miss, what kind of medicine soup is this? Do you still have to be so on time?"

"It must be on time!"

"The owner of my hometown took this medicine soup"

"If nothing unexpected happens, you will wake up tomorrow morning."

Uncle Yin's eyes lit up and he was very happy, "Really?"

Mu Qingqian nodded, "When I come back tomorrow morning, I will be able to see my grandfather with my uncle."

At midnight, the moment when the yin energy is the heaviest and the yang energy is the least.

This medicine soup adds the fragrance of driftwood in the scent of Ziwu. Only at midnight can the fragrance of driftwood in the scent of Ziwu have the greatest effect.

It has been a few days since my grandfather was poisoned.

Because it takes a long time, every medicine cannot be careless.

And the fragrance of driftwood in Ziwu is the best medicine to restrain the water lily poison in my grandfather's body.

Speaking of the fragrance of drift wood in the middle of the Wu Dynasty, she picked it from the Holy Garden.

This is the only one, she asked her to pick it.
Chapter completed!