This is really a big surprise, Liluo's two subordinates, one wants to protect her, and the other wants to kill her? What the hell is going on. And the poison in the ink incense is the same as the poison used in Tsing Yi? Could it be a coincidence? Or......

She felt a headache, and the problems around Luo seemed to be more and more complicated. If you have to find a word to describe it, it can only be "confusing".

"No, no, no......" Tang Siqi was manic, knocking over all the medicines prepared in front of him to the ground, he was like a trapped beast, he couldn't get out of the dead corner when he walked in. It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be......"

Xiao Wanyao, who had just stepped into the door, heard a crackling sound, and a casserole pot of boiling medicinal materials rolled down at her feet.

"Did the casserole provoke you, or did the stove deceive you, or did the medicine in this pot not give you a good look?" Xiao Wanyao said lightly, but it was a joke. Seriously, she didn't know what to say, she just wanted to relieve him of the pressure.

She knows very well that in Tang Siqi's view, this is not only an ordinary consultation, but also the pursuit and breakthrough of medicine. What's more, someone is using the poison of his master to do evil, if he can't unravel it, wouldn't he be ashamed of his own master?!

"Why, it's always wrong? Why? Tang Siqi reached out and grabbed his hair, which had not been carefully groomed for two days, with a jailer on his face.

His hair was scattered vertically, spreading down like an inky waterfall, shiny and shiny. It's just that at this moment, he grabbed some hair that was not very good. It looks a little messy, but it's not like it's going to be a chicken nest.

"Okay, don't catch it, it's all messed up." Xiao Wanyao shook her head lightly, she was really helpless to see him like this. He is also very pitiful, I am afraid that he has not rested much in the past two days, his bright skin is now dull, and there are heavy dark circles around his narrow eyes. He attaches so much importance to his appearance, if he sees himself in the mirror now, he will definitely scream hysterically.

A wooden comb neatly groomed his hair, and then gently tied it up with his own hairpin.

The temperature of his fingertips was transmitted through his hair to Tang Siqi's skin, and from the skin to the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly became calm and peaceful. The irritability and depression that had no clue just now all turned into a puff of green smoke and completely dissipated.

"Alright." Xiao Wanyao put down the comb in her hand and said lightly.

Tang Siqi can only touch it with his hands because he has no mirror, a simple and refreshing but delicate flowing cloud bun, a strand of hair slips from behind his ear, hanging straight down his right shoulder.

"What kind of hair did you comb me, it's ugly." Tang Siqi complained, and there was an indescribable unwillingness and loss in his heart.

Why are you unwilling? Why is it lost?

What is unwilling is that she subconsciously combed the woman's hair for him, and the loss is that in her eyes, she will always be the same woman as her?! It was also the first time he wished he could be like a man, at least a man in her eyes. A man who can stand side by side with her.

Xiao Wanyao naturally didn't know about his affection, and in her opinion, it was a very ordinary thing for her to comb his hair. It's like Green Willow combing her hair, nothing special.

It's just that his sudden dissatisfaction made Xiao Wanyao nervous. She raised her eyebrows lightly, what's wrong with this bun? She didn't feel weird at all, and even thought it was more meticulous and beautiful than he usually took care of himself. He didn't even look at it, he was going to drink ugly, didn't he want to find fault?

Seeing that he was already haggard for Fengjiacun, he didn't care about him. Just when he is too stressed, it is good to decompress with convulsions.

"You just said something wrong, what's wrong. These herbs are precious, so don't throw them around. She deliberately diverted the subject and drew his mind back to the right path.

Besides, this medicinal material is indeed hard to come by.

Tsing Yi did have a monopoly on blocking the medicinal herb shops and medical halls in several nearby counties, otherwise the medicine would flow into Fengjia Village. But Ji Chenyue is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he got some old medicinal materials from nowhere.

Although the medicinal herbs are old, they are well kept. A large part of it can still be used, but the number is really small, although it can solve the urgent need, but it is not a long-term solution.

The herbs were pushed into the village by a few soldiers, and then pushed in by a few young and strong villagers. Ji Chenyue took the closure of the village very seriously, even if he knew that it was a poison, not a plague. But as long as there is a possibility of contagion, it is necessary to cut off the possibility of infection. Even Lin Feng, who came to deliver the letter that night, was left in Fengjia Village and couldn't go out. He is now also a helper, assisting Xiao Wanyao in taking care of patients.

As for the rest, Ji Chenyue has already sent his subordinates to purchase medicinal materials in various places, but this time and again, I'm afraid it will take some time.

Ying Han said that at this time of year, Liluo would go to Mu Country with the merchant ship, and no longer in Cangguo. It is precisely because of this that Tsing Yi dared to act so boldly and blatantly withheld the drug.

Xiao Wanyao really wondered if this woman's head had been caught by a big iron gate, or had been kicked by a donkey, why she would make such an unwise move. Did she offend her? I don't think so. But why did she make things difficult for her three times and twice, and once attacked her in a vain attempt to kill her.

What exactly is she doing these things for?

No matter what, it was her fault to use the hundreds of people in Fengjia Village as a bargaining chip to embarrass her.

Now is not the time to think about this, is my head also broken? Xiao Wanyao hurriedly shook her head, putting aside the feelings that she shouldn't have.

She squatted down slightly, picked up a dry firewood branch, and carefully opened the porcelain pot that Tang Siqi had thrown over there.

"It's all failures, what's so good about it." Tang Siqi breathed a sigh of relief and started the movements of his hands again.

"Actually, I don't think you can start with the antidote, you should think about the poison. As you said, your master said that if you add a herb to the blood, it will become a spreadable poison. What is that, do you remember? Xiao Wanyao continued to pull the overturned medicinal herbs on the ground, but she guessed the mysterious medicine in her heart.

It would be difficult for her to come up with all the ingredients in a particular poison. But it's just a blind one, it can still be considered, and it's a medicine that blindly changes the properties of the medicine.

"Hmm......" Tang Siqi thought about it carefully, eager to pour out all the memories in his mind, take stock clearly, and see if there were any omissions. After thinking about it again, he still shook his head in disappointment: "Master didn't say anything about adding any medicine, just saying that he added a variety of medicinal materials." ”

"Don't think about what herbs you would use if it were your master, what you should think about was what herbs you would add if it were you." Xiao Wanyao looked at his expression and knew that he had been chasing his memory. Memories are just the past, and they are the last thing you can count on. Instead of expecting the guidance of our ancestors, it is better to use our own abilities.

She believed in Tang Siqi's pharmacological ability, and since Lu Fengran could think of and do it, then he must be able to do it too. It's just that he is always following the footsteps of Lu Fengran and the mysterious people, and moving forward step by step along their memories and teachings, which has become his biggest obstacle.

"Me?" When Tang Siqi heard Xiao Wanyao's words, he was a little dazed.

He? On your own, not on memory?

"If it's me......?" Tang Siqi fell into deep thought, his fingers drawing circles on the messy wooden table. When he thinks about it, he likes it. His lips moved slightly, as if muttering something.

After a stalemate of about half a moment, a gleam of joy suddenly bloomed in his eyes. It is a kind of joy that the mountains and rivers are restored, and the willows and flowers are bright and the village is bright. A pair of eyes, as bright as the stars in the dark night, shining. The smiling face swept away all the boredom of the past few days.

"Yes, yes, maybe that's okay. Yu'er, Yu'er, I thought of it. He was very happy, so happy that he called Xiao Wanyao's name meaningfully. Yes, he wanted to share his joy with her.

Not far away, Xiao Wanyao was smiling shallowly. A pair of clear and beautiful eyes are slightly curved, like a crescent moon on the willow tops, but they are brighter and brighter than the crescent moon. The long eyelashes are like a puff fan, gently vibrating, setting off waves in the depths of people's hearts. The white clothes shine through the window, as if coated with a layer of holy shimmer, which makes people can't help but linger.

A smile of trust, a smile that already knows, as if to say, "I knew you could." It is like a light projecting straight into the hearts of those who are trusted and expected.

"Yu'er......" Before Tang Siqi's happy words were finished, he was shocked by this picture. The words in his mouth gradually faded away.

He rarely saw Xiao Wanyao smile so sweetly, and this smile was not for anyone, but just for him.

His heart first missed a beat, and then beat violently for many beats, like an alarm clock that was out of order, losing its regularity.

Xiao Wanyao has regained her former indifference, and her joy is self-evident, but the most important thing now is to prepare the antidote. "What do you have in mind?"

Asked by Xiao Wanyao, Tang Siqi gradually came back to his senses, but his face was still a little red, but he was carrying the yang guan in the room, which was not particularly obvious. "Well, it's empty grass, it must be empty grass!"

Lack of empty grass? Xiao Wanyao had never heard of it.

Don't say that in modern times, even after crossing over, I haven't heard of it. Although she had read a lot of books, she had never seen any record of the lack of empty grass. What kind of drug is that?

"Empty grass, also called empty grass. It's not a medicine at all, it's a wild vegetable that doesn't taste very good in Cangguo! In the mountains, you can see it almost everywhere. Tang Siqi saw Xiao Wanyao's doubts and explained to him, he looked soft and charming without putting on an invincible expression, especially with the flowing cloud bun that Xiao Wanyao combed for him, at first glance he looked like a peerless beauty with a disfigured figure.

The matter of that figure cannot be changed, unless you stuff two white and soft-haired steamed buns on your chest. Tang Siqi just hates men, hates men's clothes, and Dao is not really perverted, so naturally he won't make such a move.

Tang Siqi didn't seem to care about Xiao Wanyao's scrutiny, and even thought that she was listening carefully to his explanation, and then said: "This kind of grass can easily melt in water and quickly penetrate into the skin. In some small villages, it is used to soak in wine, wipe the body of the feverish patient, and cool the patient. ”

This grass is so amazing that it is not even included in the category of medicine, but as a wild vegetable, it seems that it is too much of a loss.

Looking at Tang Siqi's detailed explanation, Xiao Wanyao had a strange feeling. Yes, he must have been in the midst of a happy thought of the problem, so he did not use the lack of empty grass to disparage her. In the past, he would definitely say that he was an ignorant woman and child, and then he would be proud before he gave up. R1154