Chapter 83 [Unswerving to Death]

Chapter 83 [unswerving until death]

"What is fresh moss? Didn't you pick the paste just now?" Ru Mo exclaimed. She felt that Yun Xiaoyao was definitely deliberately tossing people.

Yun Xiaoyao glanced at Ru Mo, who was angry with the corners of his eyes, and said blankly, "Can't you see the poison on your arm spreading little by little? If I don't want to pick it, I won't force it. Don't know how to die in a few days. Then he gritted his teeth and stared, "I picked the old sauce grass for you just now. I brought you out to pick the medicine, and what about you? Didn't you pick a single hair of medicine?"

"What? I won't pick it because I don't know what the paste looks like. It's all because you didn't make it clear. Ru Mo shouted aggrievedly.

"You stupid girl, you can't do it yourself, and you still blame me..." Yun Xiaoyao was so angry that he blew his beard.

Xiao Yan listened to the noise of the old man in front of him, hurried forward, hesitated for a moment, and said to Yun Xiaoyao, "Master, you take Moer back first. I'll just go to pick fresh moss alone."

When Ru Mo heard that Xiao Yan wanted to go alone, she said to him urgently, "No, you are not allowed to go alone. What if it still rains later?"

Xiao Yan pulled Ru Mo closer and said softly, "Purple the medicine early so that I can help you detoxify as soon as possible," he said and came close to her ear. "You don't want to quarrel with my master every day, do you?"

She really said that she had entered Ru Mo's heart. She really wanted to leave the Great Qingshan Mountain quickly, fly back to Jianchang, and find Shen Yue, Fan Yun, and Ning Xue... I don't know how they are now?

At this time, in the tangling incense building in Jianchang City, Ning Xue pulled the abacus beads and raised her head slightly, "Oh, when will Brother Yan and Sister Mo come back? They are not here. The business is really getting worse and worse.

Fan Yun was surprised and said with a smile, "Do you regard them as a signboard? Will the business be good with them?"

Ning Xue smiled happily and puffed her lips and shouted, "Of course, my brother Yan is so handsome and powerful, coupled with Sister Mo's peerless beauty, they are simply the living signs in this fragrant building. As long as they are there, there will be a continuous flow of passengers."

Fan Yun dodged and hugged Ning Xue and judo; "We are not bad either. I don't believe that we have been in this posture all the time, and the guests will not come."

Ningxue was happy in her heart. Her little face turned red and curled her lips. "Ha ha, I'm happy to be a sign for Xianglou. Don't let go..."

Shen Yue, who tilted his head slightly outside the door, quickly blocked in front of the door of Xianglou and couldn't help booing; "Well, it seems that it's time for you to have a wedding!"

Xiao Yan didn't want Ru Mo to follow, but Ru Mo wanted to follow. She fell into the swamp with a "oops" without walking twice. Xiao Yan stretched out his hand unoptimily. Ru Mo couldn't catch it at all. She watched her body swallowed up by mud and water little by little.

"Xiao Yan, don't come here." She shouted at him that when she first fell in, she didn't feel so serious, but at this moment, she had realized the seriousness of the swamp. It's okay if one fell in. If another fell in, it would be too unfair.

He turned a deaf ear, lay down decisively and rolled slowly towards her. She coughed with the smell of the swamp and burst into tears. "I told you not to come here. Don't you understand?"

"Give me your hand." He rolled to the place closest to her, took a deep breath, and stretched out his long arm to let her scratch, but she couldn't catch it at all. The muddy water had flooded her elbow.

"I said don't worry about me. Anyway, I'm poisoned and injured. In fact, it's good to die like this..." She said anxiously, just as she wanted him to go up quickly.

He still didn't give up as if he didn't hear it. He grabbed the belt of her little sat-bag and said calmly, "Don't talk, I've caught the tape. I'm going to start pulling it."

As he pulled hard, her body seemed to move, lifting her body more than ten centimeters several times in a row, but every time he pulled her up, he would fall into it.

"Don't pull it anymore. If you pull it again, I will bite my tongue and give myself." Her eyes were foggy and she stared at him seriously.

His hand stopped for a moment and raised his head. "We won't die here." Then she continued to work hard, and her body moved up a few points, and his whole waist was not in the mud.

"When is it? Are you still so confident?" She looked at him with heartache. Why has the unlucky man in front of her been so confident that he is about to be drowned by the swamp? Can he still say, "I won't die here?" Can he really never die? Is that waiting for a miracle to happen?

He tore her sat-bag rope, pulled out a hairpin on her head, tied the rope with the hairpin, and flew towards the tree pole next to him. The hairpin fell into the tree pole. He pulled the end of the rope and said happily, "We can go up." You use a little light power, or raise some internal force, and climb up with the help of the rope.

She nodded with tears in her eyes, pulled the rope hard, moved out little by little, and soon the mud came out. He was relieved to see her come out and came out of the mud at the fastest speed in the same way.

When they all climbed from the swamp to the tree pole, the sky was gradually dim. There was no hairpin, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders, exuding a kind of faint beauty in the sky.

She turned her head and roared at him, "Do you know how dangerous it was just now? What if you can't get up? How fast is the swamp swallowed? Why are you pulling me under such circumstances? I want you to swear that you don't pull me in this situation in the future. Do you know that I was scared just now..."

Before she finished talking with tears, his lips had gagged her mouth. She shuddered, calmed down, moved, pushed him away, and her eyes surged. "Remember what I said? I don't want you to die even if I die."

He smiled helplessly and said from the bottom of his heart, "This is also what I said. When did you rob it?"

"Where is it? Obviously, that's what I said first. She looked at him with a smile.

"I said it first." He argued childishly, and her lips quickly came up again. She stood up, covered her nose and smiled, "You stink."

He stretched out his hand and pulled her down, and his breath was disordered; "You smell more than me."

"Do you have it? Do I smell so bad?"

"Well, it stinks. In case no one wants it, I'll put up with it."

Many years later, recalling that night, I feel that the feelings we give to each other can cross life and death until death!

I don't listen to the things outside the window. I only read the sages' books, and I care about the affairs of the country and the world. The front of the Jianchang mansion was particularly quiet today, and the guards in front of the door could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Because some old and weak women and children fell in front of the house for a few days, and the people gathered and made a noise, making the whole Jianchang city jump.

Shen Yue paced back and forth at the door, heard footsteps, and looked up and saw Fan Yun approaching. He went up and said, "Brother Fan, you're here. How's the investigation going?"

Fan Yun saw that Shen Yue's eyes were black, and he knew that he must have not slept all night. He hurriedly said, "It was done by Qionghua Palace, and they spread that kind of fragrant powder in the streets again. I have asked the doctor. The doctor said that it's okay to smell that kind of powder. What he is most afraid of is to smoke. If you smoke every few days, it will lead to a decline in physical strength and fatigue all over your body. If you don't smoke it again, even you will be difficult to control yourself. It's like mud."

"I have seen what they looked like when they had an attack." Shen Yue frowned and thought, "I thought that the matter of Qionghua Palace could be slowed down, but now it seems that they are pressing step by step. If we don't take action, we are afraid that before Jianchang City is occupied by Xiao Baorong, we will return to Qionghua Palace first."

Fan Yun smiled coldly, "They came prepared. Use this bad trick to tempt the hearts of the people to control the people in Jianchang City... But don't you think that kind of powder is strange?"

"I don't have time to care whether the powder is strange or not." Shen Yue smiled gly, turned to Fan Yun and said seriously, "The prince and Rumo have been to Daqingshan for a few days. When do you think they will come back?"

"What? Do you want to go to Qionghua Palace alone? Fan Yun asked what he was worried about, and his eyes stared at Shen Yue for a moment.

Shen Yue nodded and sighed slightly, "I promised to give a statement to the people of Jianchang within three days. This matter is urgent. If we don't go to Qionghua Palace to find a solution, I'm afraid that the top of our Jianchang Mansion will be demolished."

"When the prince left, he told us not to act rashly. Everything should be careful. In my opinion, this matter should not be rushed..." Fan Yun said this, paused for a moment, and then answered, "Why don't I send a letter to the pigeon immediately, inform the prince, and then make plans. What do you think, Brother Shen?"

Shen Yue had no choice but to nod and agree. He thought for a moment and said, "I have to do this first, alas..."

What kind of organization is Qionghua Palace, the leader who can make Shen Yue, the little marquis of Jianchang, worried?

The copper-plated wind chime shakes gently with the breeze, making a jingling sound ~ After the lavender mackerel yarn, the aroma is lingering and floating. The woman sitting in front of the dressing table gently squeezed the red-blooded lip fat, and the maid beside her picked up the green jade and combed her long hair up to her waist. There is a newly picked purple magnolia flower in the vase on the stage. The crystal clear petals reflect her peerless cheeks, which looks even more enchanting and charming.

A charming smile appeared on the beautiful woman's lips, and decisively broke the blooming purple magnolia flower. The crushed flower liquid was integrated into her bright red nail cover, which instantly covered her excellently trimmed nails with a touch of red, but she did not find that there were wisps more flamboyant than flowers in the bright eyes of the maidservant behind her. The terrible blood is red.

"Ling Too, have you received a letter from your brother?"

"If you go back to the princess, the national teacher will write in the future, but the previous letter of the national teacher said that our Qionghua Palace will be a distinguished guest in the future? According to the instructions of the national teacher, the princess must seize the opportunity and deploy it well.

"Smart, you really talk too much. Are you impatient to live?"

"I don't dare to do it. The princess spares her life. The maidservant was controlled by poppy powder. He just wanted to make another great contribution and help the national master and the princess share their worries, so he was anxious.

"It's a good thing to be anxious, which means that you are catching up, not a lazy person who doesn't know how to do things. Don't worry, as long as you do it well, poppy powder will not be missing you.