A girl's voice was very crisp, with a hint of faint banter.

Holly tilted her head and looked at her lady.

A stranger who has never met, or a stranger who is considered an enemy by the lady, rudely raised the lady's chin, and the lady did not react at all.

Mrs. Mu doesn't know the lady, but she understands Holly.

She felt that things were unusual at the time, and her first reaction was that the lady had drugged someone.

Scratching her head, Holly looked at Mu Jin tentatively, "It shouldn't be poison, right?" ”

Mu Jin looked at her with a smile, "What do you think?" ”

"That's definitely not the case," Holly then scratched her head, "I heard that Ji Hui himself knows how to heal, and the lady is going to poison him, he must know." ”

Mu Jin gave her a smart look.

"Good lady, tell me quickly, what kind of medicine do you have after class?" Holly pitifully tugged at Mu Jin's sleeve and coquettishly pulled it.

"Laxatives!" Mu Jin smiled and spit out two words, looking at Holly's suddenly round eyes.

"What? Epsom ...... Cathartic? Holly was so surprised that she almost bit her tongue, but she didn't react for a while.

This answer is too shocking, let her take it slowly.

Holly squeezed her eyebrows and struggled for a moment, "Lady, why is it a laxative?" ”

Mu Jin shrugged, "This laxative is what I just prepared, colorless and tasteless, I sprinkled some on his clothes and hands, if there is no accident, he should pull very badly." ”

"Frequent diarrhea will make his body very weak, and mental weakness will reduce the control of his charm on Wei Zong."

"It turns out that the lady is here to save Wei Zong!" Holly suddenly realized.

Indeed, the only medicine that can make people weak and not fatal in such a short period of time is laxatives.

At this moment, Ji Hui in the Prime Minister's Mansion had completely collapsed on the bed.

Frequent running to the toilet in the morning had consumed all his energy.

From the second time he ran to the toilet, he sensed that something was wrong, and prescribed some medicine for himself to take it, but it didn't stop, and his stomach was still rumbling like thunder.

Prime Minister Ji Cheng had a sad morning this morning!

Finally, this time it stopped, and I couldn't get up when I fell into bed.

"Prime Minister, the Marquis of the Southwest is here." The henchman crept in and whispered.

"Nope!" Prime Minister Ji snorted weakly.

The henchman glanced at the prime minister lying on the bed, his eyes full of sympathy.

The Prime Minister, who has always cared about his image, is gorgeously dressed at all times, and the handsome Prime Minister looks extremely weak in crumpled clothes, with a pale face on the bed.

Poor Prime Minister!

Probably because the sympathetic vision of the henchman was too obvious, Ji Hui's face sank, and he spit out a word weakly, "Get out!" ”

The henchman shrunk his neck and quickly retreated.

Ji Hui thumped out of bed hatefully, gritting his teeth, "Mu Jin! ”

Mu Jin, who had been talked about by Ji Hui many times, did not feel any discomfort, and got up as usual the next day to give Mrs. Mu an injection.

What is obviously different from yesterday is that Mrs. Mu has a strange attitude towards her today, not chatting happily with her like usual, but always taking advantage of her needle, squinting and quietly looking at her, her eyes are thoughtful.

Mu Jin finished piercing all the silver needles and raised his head with a smile, "If you have any questions, just ask." ”

Old Madam Mu also smiled, obviously very fond of hearing her words.

"Are you really from Mujia Village in Baiyun Peak?" She thought for a moment and asked bluntly.

Mu Jin tilted his head and looked at Old Madam Mu with a natural expression.

"Well, to be exact, where is my hometown?"

Old Madam Mu nodded knowingly, "Well, I understand." ”

Where is the hometown, that is to say, where did it come from.

Old Madam Mu fell silent, and Mu Jin didn't speak again, quietly twisting the silver needles one by one.

There was silence in the room.

Until the whole body was covered with medicinal mud, Old Madam Mu looked at her fixedly, "Can I trust you?" ”

didn't ask her why she came to Jingchang and why she entered the Guchang Marquis Mansion, but just asked her directly if she could trust her.

"Of course!" Mu Jin pursed his lips and smiled.

The purpose of her and Song Yanzhao coming to Jingchang was to investigate the Marquis of Nannan, and there was no conflict with the Mu family of Guchang Marquis.

Old Madam Mu pursed her lips, because her neck was covered with medicinal mud, so she couldn't move very much, she turned her neck, and looked straight at the curtain above the bed, as if she was thinking about something.

Mu Jin watched quietly, she knew that Old Madam Mu was fighting ideologically at the moment.

This time, Old Madam Mu didn't think for a long time, and soon she turned her head and looked at Mu Jin fixedly, "Can you follow me on a trip to Baiyun Peak?" ”

Although she probably guessed what Old Madam Mu said earlier, when she really said it, Mu Jin was still stunned.

"Yes, when?" She nodded slightly.

"How's tomorrow?"

Mu Jin thought for a while, "Don't you need to tell the Empress Dowager?" ”

Her question was a little abrupt, and there was a sudden silence in the room.

A flash of surprise flashed in Mrs. Mu's eyes, and the girl sitting in front of the bed had clear eyes and did not hide or avoid.

This is really a smart little girl, Mrs. Mu thought to herself.

She hesitated, "Don't tell her, the two of us will go tomorrow." ”

Mu Jin didn't have any opinions, "Let's go after giving you the injection tomorrow." ”

Baiyun Peak was full of snow, and the cold was too heavy, so she had to give Mrs. Mu some cold-repelling medicine in advance, and she had to adjust the acupuncture points for tomorrow's needles.

When I'm done with this, it's probably afternoon.

Mrs. Mu had no objection.

When Mu Jin went back, Holly came to him in a little hurry.

"Lady, Zhao Sheng is here, saying that the third master is a little bad."

Mu Jin's face changed suddenly, "What's the matter?" ”

"It was said that the third master had a high fever that did not go away, and Zhao Sheng's face was a little bad when he came, and he hurriedly said that the lady was busy and went back quickly."

Mu Jin had already entered the room, paused, and frowned.

She has seen the injuries on Song Yanzhao's body, plus the medicine she dispenses, she shouldn't have a fever?

Mu Jin bit her lip lightly, turned around and went to Xiaoliushu Hutong.

It was getting late, and she naturally had to talk to Mrs. Guchang Hou when she wanted to go out.

Madame Guchanghou knew that her guard was injured, and she also packed Mu Jin with some good medicinal herbs.

Mu Jin hurried back to Xiaoliushu Hutong.

Zhao Sheng saw Mu Jin push the door in, and retreated lightly.

Song Yanzhao, who was lying on the bed, had a thin layer of flushing on his face, and his breathing was slightly short.

Mu Jin put his hand on his forehead and touched it, the tentacles were hot, and he really had a fever.

Feeling a slight coolness on his forehead, Song Yanzhao opened his eyes, saw Mu Jin, his eyes lit up, and he struggled to sit up.

"Don't move!" Mu Jin gently pressed his body to get up, with a solemn expression.

"Jin'er, are you still angry with me?" Song Yanzhao grabbed Mu Jin's hand and asked eagerly.