Chapter 103 The Poison of Fascination

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"She is poisoned."

Poisoning? This is a question she hasn't thought about. Why is the drizzle poisoned? If someone is really poisoned, it should also be aimed at her. Did the drizzle inadvertently suffer for her? However, not many people know about going to Phoenix Pass by themselves, and this poison is also a little strange!

Nangong Bingyu, with a heavy face, saluted the trenched man slightly and said, "Sir, can you take a step to talk?" Since this gentleman can see at a glance that the drizzle is poisoned, he should also know how to detoxify, so the most important thing now is to detoxify the drizzle.

"Good."

The man was not talkative and readily agreed.

When the group returned to the inn, the drizzle was also very puzzled about her poisoning. She just felt very tired and didn't feel anything else. How could she be poisoned? And the usual food is cooked by herself. She eats the same as others, but why is she poisoned?

Although she was also scared, she believed that the young lady would have a way. She was also glad that she was poisoned, not a young lady. If the young lady is poisoned, she will be even more sad.

Just entered the room, Nangong Bingyu asked anxiously, "What kind of poison is in her? Can it be solved?"

The man took a closer look at the drizzle and took her pulse again. After confirming it, he replied, "The poison is either very powerful or very dangerous." This poison has not existed for many years.

"Will it cause great damage to the drizzle?"

Treacherous? Hearing this answer, Nangong Bingyu was even more nervous. Although the man said it easily, she still felt that the poison seemed to be not simple. At this time, the ghost dream is not around. If he is here, he can detoxify the drizzle.

Qiu sat softly in front of the bed, holding the drizzle's hand with both hands, and also asked, "Yes, what kind of poison is this?"

The man looked at the drizzle, and a trace of puzzle flashed in his eyes. He was just a girl and didn't expect her to be so nervous.

The man got up and left the window, walked under the window, looked at the people coming and going outside the window, paused for a while, and then replied, "A kind of grass, called fascination."

Hearing the name, Qiu Yang's cold eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his face frosted in an instant.

The man saw Qiu Yang's abnormal face and sighed in his heart. It turned out that some people knew the fascination. It seems that the people around this woman are not ordinary people.

The man smiled gently and explained slowly: "This kind of poison takes a certain amount of time to attack. Her deep sleep is the reflection of the toxin attack. She will sleep longer every day by day, and she will be completely unconscious after a few days. She will wake up after seven days in a coma, by which time she is completely trapped by the poisoner. He will die in 49 days.

"Is this poison desoluble?"

This is all Nangong Bingyu cares about now.

Listen to what he said, this poison will eventually be poisoned to death. But she has lost the breeze and can't lose the drizzle anymore! Qingfeng and drizzle have served her well in recent years. In their hearts, they are not maids, but their sisters.

The most important thing is that the drizzle's heart is still tied to the prince. If the prince learns that something happened because he accompanied her to the Phoenix Pass, he may be furious and he can't escape the responsibility. She also wants to see the drizzle marry the prince.

What?! Oh, my God, the man's words scared the drizzle. Her handsome face was bloodless. She was poisoned. If she was trapped by someone and unconsciously did something to hurt the young lady, what could she do? If this poison is unsolved, it's better to die now. She quietly reached under the pillow, where there was a pair of scissors that she was going to embroider for the young lady yesterday. Later, because she was too tired, she put it under the pillow without finishing embroidery. Holding the scissors in his hand, the drizzle took a deep breath and waited for the man's answer.

As long as a man says that he has no medicine, he would rather die than hurt the young lady.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the room became dignified, the man did not say anything and said, "It's easy to detoxify before falling asleep completely. To fully work, the toxin must travel all over the body. As long as the girl can force herself not to sleep within three days, the toxin will not break itself. But if the toxin has entered the seven meridians and eight veins, there is no solution.

It turned out that someone wanted to use the drizzle to kill her. This is really dangerous. Fortunately, it was found early, otherwise the drizzle would be too pitiful. This heart grass is so terrible that it is hard to guarantee that no one will be hurt by it again. Nangong Bingyu listened to the man's detoxification method and seemed to have found the key point and asked, "That is to say, this heart grass will be slowly poisoned unconsciously."

Yes, as long as you know that you are obsessed, people with will will not be controlled by it. The most afraid thing is that if you think you are cold, you will have a good rest. In the end, you will be in a coma, and even the immortals will have no solution. This is also this kind of poisonous and dangerous place, which will not only poison people unconsciously, but also use a knife to kill people, and finally lose their lives. That is to say, as long as you are prepared, you can't control people.

Nangong Bingyu knew that the drizzle would not be life-threatening. She breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a moment, and asked, "There is one more thing to ask, sir. Where does this heart grass come from?"

"Iceland." What a smart woman, her thoughts are clear so quickly.

Iceland?! Isn't that the northernmost point of the Arctic country?

There is not only ice all year round, but also because Iceland is rich in some precious medicinal herbs, Arctic will not allow ordinary people to enter Iceland. Will it be a person from the North Ice Union if this poison is used? If so, what are the benefits of her death for North Ice?

If not, then why did the Southern Barbarians use the poison of Arctic to harm her in this war? Was it framed or something else? All this seemed a little complicated.

What he should have said has been done, and the man said loudly, "Good bye."

When Nangong Bingyu came to his senses, the man had already walked to the courtyard of the inn atrium. Nangong Bingyu followed and asked, "Sir Gao?"

The man turned around and smiled, "I'm a wandering wanderer, so you don't have to bother. You and I are also predestined today.

"Predestined?" Nangong Bingyu smiled, walked slowly to the man and said with a smile, "I'm afraid this fate was created by your husband." He has been observing them since they got out of the carriage yesterday. Today, he followed them to the pharmacy and finally attracted their attention. This is also called fate. She is predestined with too many people.

Nangong Bingyu's outspoken words, the man obviously did not expect it. After being slightly stunned, he laughed loudly and said, "Ha ha ha, well, it is worthy of being Ruifeng and the minister of supporting the country!" When he followed her, he was actually attracted by her extraordinary fate. He had seen a lot of people with Phoenix's fate, and it was not surprising. It was strange that this was obviously a woman, and there was a general spirit on her body. However, these two completely different fates were concentrated on one person, which was even more unheard of.

The man's words shocked Nangong Bingyu. This kind of numerology says that all dynasties are very **. If this is heard and publicized by people with intentions, whether they believe it or not, it will definitely be a disaster for her. Nangong Bingyu looked directly at the man and said indifferently, "Sir, it's better not to say something casually."

The man restrained his smile and looked carefully at the woman who was always whispering calmly in front of him. After listening to his words, he was neither ecstatic nor panicked. It seemed that she could have a vision and must have her own unique features. I don't know if she doesn't believe in fate or doesn't follow fate. The man also looked at him happily and asked carefully, "Do you believe it or not?"

Nangong Bingyu has long been the noble concubine of the current emperor, and Bei Yanyue also made it clear that she wanted to be the prime minister, so others may feel incredible or honored to be the body of Ruifeng and the minister of supporting the country, but for her, there is nothing to be proud of.

Without answering the man's question head-on, Nangong Bingyu withdrew her eyes and looked at a dry tree next to the backyard of the inn. The dry branch completely lost the power of life. In this somewhat disturbing inn, it is particularly abrupt and bleak. Nangong Bingyu walked away until she sat down on the stone bench next to the dead wood before replying quietly: "I have heard a sentence, and I feel very reasonable and convincing, but I can discuss it with my husband."

Hearing this, the man followed her to the stone bench behind the courtyard. He did not sit down and stood under the dead wood and said with a smile, "I would like to hear more about it." He would like to hear what's wrong with this woman.

"The change of fate is like the cloudy and clearness of the moon, which does not damage the elegance of the wise man." Nangong Bingyu's clear and shallow whisper seemed to be talking with a man, as if he was just sighing. The small sound was almost blown away by the cold wind.

A light sentence made the man casually observe the eyes of the courtyard and once again fell on this woman who can only be described as light. She has no bold contempt for fate, no righteous propaganda to fight against fate, but just a casual metaphor, which has shown that fate will change, and there is no need to be too attached to it. He guessed that she should be extraordinary, otherwise she would not have such a fate, but he did not expect that she would have the simplest and wisest answer to fate at such a young age. Slowly nodding, the man made a bow and said sincerely, "What a good fate, wise man has no worries. The girl is high-level and has been taught.

The Taoist fairy style of the man must also be a master outside the world. Seeing that he bowed so seriously, Nangong Bingyu quickly got up, bowed back and smiled, "You're welcome, sir."

The man smiled. This rare sight of a magnificent woman made him gain insights. This trip down the mountain is worthwhile! Without saying anything, the man simply said "bye" with his fist and strode away.

Nangong Bingyu stood in the courtyard for a long time and looked at the man's handsome back, thoughtfully.