Under the dim candle flame, Zijin sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the flickering candle flame, why was his heart so depressed? After returning from Zihan's Tingyuyuan, this feeling has become more and more intense, except for the feeling of helplessness when I first came here three years ago because of the loneliness in my heart, and now it has been derived again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

One guards the cold moonlight, the other guards the dim candlelight, and he guards her until the end of this life.

In the courtyard of Liuyue Pavilion, a man dressed in dark clothes fell suddenly, this person is Yan Shu of the Firefly Kite Pavilion, Xiao Zhi saw Yan Shu and immediately stepped forward and said: "The county lord is not in a good mood when he comes back from the prince today, and he has been locking himself in the house, you go and take a look." ”

Yan Shu nodded, walked to the door, and stood still.

"Lord, Yan Shu has something to report."

Zijin heard the sound outside the door, pulled his thoughts back, got up and walked to the door, opened the door, Yan Shu respectfully took a few steps back and saluted.

Zijin's eyes were cold: "Get up." ”

"Yes"

Yan Shu stood up, Zijin turned around and walked into the house, and found that Yan Shu did not follow, and looked at it slightly: "Come in and talk about it." ”

Yan Shu then walked behind Zijin into the house, Zijin walked to the pear wood table, picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea for Yan Shu, and handed it to him, Yan Shu hurriedly bowed down and took the teacup, Zijin hooked the corners of his mouth.

"It doesn't have to be so formal."

"Yes." Yan Shu's jaw head.

After Zijin sat down on the pear flower stool at the table, he looked up at Yan Shu and said, "How are things going?" ”

Yan Shu stepped forward and put the teacup on the table, returned to his original position and said: "Back to the Lord, everything has been done, in the past few days, the rumors around Yuanjia Village have begun to circulate, Miss Jinsu is an immortal, Yan Xue and Fenglu have already spread the news in the imperial city, and they have achieved initial results." ”

"Good." Zijin smiled, but he didn't see half of the joy.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Lord, this is all a subordinate duty."

"Okay, let's step back if there's nothing to do."

After Zijin finished speaking, Yan Shu still stood and did not move, Zijin looked up at Yan Shu, only to see that his face was slightly red, frowning, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's wrong? Anything else? Zijin was a little puzzled, why is Yan Shu weird today? Yan Shu, who says whatever he has on weekdays, and Zijin in front of him, the difference is indeed very big.

"Lord, Yan Shu has a reluctant request, and I hope that the Lord will fulfill it." Yan Shu casually knelt on one knee and fisted with both hands.

Zijin was slightly startled in his heart, and hurriedly stood up and stepped forward to help Yan Shu.

"Lord, please ...... Please also change someone to help Miss Jinsu. ”

Zijin was stunned in mid-air, Yan Shu proposed to her for the first time that she didn't want to do anything, which made Zijin a little funny, the first time Yan Shu came back after seeing Jin Su, he looked like a young man from a good family who was molested, and now it is like this...

"Why is that?" Zijin raised her eyebrows, she wanted to hear what kind of reasonable reason Yan Shu could give her.

"Because...... Because ......" Yan Shu really didn't know how to explain to Zijin, and he couldn't let him say that Miss Jinsu would take advantage of him at every turn!

Zijin chuckled, looking at Yan Shu's embarrassed look, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay then, let's call the love to take over tomorrow, it's getting late, you can go back too."

Yan Shu listened to Zijin's words and was relieved.

"Yes, Yan Shu retired." Yan Shu got up and walked out.

On the second day, Zijin finished breakfast and left Liuyue Pavilion, a young man in Tsing Yi stood not far away, looking at her, Zijin stepped forward quickly, and smiled.

"Is my brother here to find Zijin?"

Zihan looked at her, dressed in a light blue flowing cloud satin dress, full of aura.

"Are you going to visit Young Master Rong now?"

"Hmm."

"Why are you alone?" Zihan saw that there was no maid beside her, and she was a little uneasy.

"It's more convenient for me to be alone, and the Changxiao that my brother gave me has always carried with me. No problem. ”

Zihan glanced at Changxiao in her hand, although she was still a little relieved, but she also knew that Zijin knew how important things to do, so she didn't dissuade her more, just said, be careful on the road. Zijin said goodbye to Zihan and left directly. Zihan looked at her departing back, his eyes were slightly dark, and he really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do this.

Rong Mansion is really as Zihan said, not far from King Lin's Mansion, only one street away.

Zijin stepped forward and buckled the door, and after a while, an old man opened the door, the old man looked about sixty years old, gray hair, short stature, kind eyebrows, saw that the person who buckled the door was Zijin, and hurriedly made a gesture to please.

Zijin was slightly surprised, didn't she need to ask who she was? Aren't you afraid that she's a bad person? Is this Rong Mansion too unfathomable, or does she really not look threatening at all?

Zijin smiled casually, walked into the Rong Mansion, and the old man said to Zijin after closing the door.

"Lord Hanlian, please come with the old slave."

"I'm tired." Zijin smiled slightly.

The old man walked in front of Zijin on the left, and Zijin followed behind him, this Rongfu is not only large, but also extremely exquisite, like the architectural style of the southern garden.

Walking to a place called Snow Moon Garden, the vermilion gate was hidden, the old man pushed the door open, and a piece of greenery came to his face, and the green bamboo branches and leaves helped Su. Suddenly, a leaf flute sounded, and the flute sound was crisp and melodious, echoing throughout the Snow Moon Garden.

"Is this flute played by Young Master Rong?" Zijin tilted his head to look at the old man. The old man's face was kind, and his face was full of smiles when he heard Zijin's words.

"Childe loves to play the flute, and he will play it for a while on weekdays."

Zijin nodded, and the fairy-like man held a bamboo flute, standing in the bamboo forest, such a scene couldn't help but make people feel intoxicated even if they imagined.

Walking deeper again, between the overlapping green bamboos, I suddenly saw Rong Li sitting under the ancient tree like a fairy, leaning lazily on the trunk, holding a leaf flute and playing it gently in his mouth.

His clothes are as white as snow, his complexion is like jade, his eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, as soft as a spring breeze, and his pure white wide sleeves are pouring down on the ground like flowing water. Zijin looked at him and could see it, Rong Li stared at Zijin while playing, his dark eyes were like an abyss and seemed to have a little starlight, and his expression was as clear as ice and snow on the horizon.

Zijin and Rong Li, half a tea time, they just looked at each other, motionless.

Looking away, Zijin looked around, only to find that the old man who led the way just now had long since disappeared, this Rongfu was indeed full of masters, and the old man left without a sound, which shows the depth of internal strength......

After finishing the song, Rong Li put down Ye Di, and said slowly at the corner of his mouth: "I don't know if the county lord is visiting, Rong has missed the welcome, and I hope the county lord will forgive me." ”

Zijin was pulled back from his distant thoughts by Rong Li's words, and smiled and saluted.

"It's Zijin who took the liberty to come to disturb him, so don't blame Zijin for being rude."

Rong Li smiled at the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes: "What is the matter with the county lord's visit today?" ”

"How do you know?" Zijin opened his eyes slightly.

"Rong doesn't think that the county lord will come to visit him if he is fine." Rong Li opened his eyes, looked at Zijin, and smiled slightly.

Zijin also smiled embarrassedly, "Young Master Rong is clear-minded, Zijin admires." "Learn from those celebrities. Before, I saw Zihan, the three princes, they were all dashing, and their elegance was born from this, how to do it themselves is all kinds of lame and uncomfortable.

Rong Li looked at Zijin's somewhat stiff gesture, which was really interesting, his eyes were deep, and his lips were lightly hooked with a pleasant arc, but this expression was shallow and difficult for ordinary people to notice, and Zijin didn't know it.

He wouldn't tell Zijin that she was really funny when she did this action.

Rong Li put away the bamboo flute and put it into the wide sleeve.

"The county lord comes with me."

After that, he walked to the attic behind the bamboo forest, found that Zijin did not follow, and turned his head to look at Zijin and smiled gently at her.

Although this Rong Li is unfathomable, he is also a handsome young man, and he should be fine, thinking like this, Zijin also followed.

Although the attic area is large, it is not magnificent, at most it can be regarded as chic, simple, full of bookish fragrance, giving people more of a sense of coldness.

Rong Li and Zijin sat opposite each other, and after a while, Rong Li reached out and picked up the tea set that had been prepared on the table, poured the freshly brewed tea for Zijin, and handed it to Zijin. Zijin took the teacup, the tea fragrance overflowed, Zijin took a sip, the entrance was extremely bitter at the beginning, and the mouth left more fragrance after tasting.

Zijin put the teacup back on the table, raised his eyes to look at Rong Li opposite, he moved slowly, calmly and elegantly. Such a beautiful woman, no matter how you look at it, is a picture scroll, just looking at it quietly is pleasing enough to the eye. Zijin looked down at the teacup again, and the tea in the cup reflected her shadow, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Zijin, I learned that Gongzi Rong was talented, but I didn't know that tea art was also so good, so I really made Zijin admire."

Rong Li glanced up at Zijin, but he didn't mean to speak, he put the teacup on the table, and his movements were still calm.

Zijin coughed lightly, she shouldn't like such a person in the future, it's too awkward...

"Don't dare to be, the county lord praises it." Rong Li seemed to see her thoughts, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "What is there that the county lord can help you with?" ”

Finally able to speak, Zijin suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"I heard that Rong Gongzi has excellent medical skills, and the little woman wants to ask for advice or two, I don't know if it's okay?"

"The county lord, please speak, Rong must know everything, and he must say everything."

Zijin smiled and nodded slightly, "Thank you"

"Zijin wants to ask, apart from Gu poison, is there a DU medicine in the world that can only use antidotes to delay toxicity, but cannot completely detoxify?"

After Rong Li heard Zijin's question, he pondered for a moment.

"Rong Mou once saw in an ancient book that there is a poison called Jueyue, which can achieve this effect, but it has disappeared for a long time, and no one knows about it."

Zijin bit his lip, it's gone, that is to say, there is no more?

Rong Li got up and walked to a wall, his fingers pressed lightly, and a dark grid popped up below, and two red and white bags were placed in the dark grid, Rong Li took the two bags in his hands, returned to the table and sat down with the hem of his clothes, and put the bags in front of Zijin.

"This is done in the following according to the method described in the ancient book, although it is not the real Jueyue, but its effect is almost the same, if the county lord does not give up, you can give it a try, red is the solution, white is poison."

Zijin took out the red pill, the appearance was no different from the ordinary pill, and there was even a faint fragrance. This is perhaps the most appropriate interpretation of the sweet Du medicine.

If you want to be a dead horse doctor, you can just try it.

Zijin smiled: "Thank you, I believe in Rong Gongzi's ability." ”

"But is there a complete antidote to this medicine?"

Rong Li looked at Zijin, his face was light, there was no previous shallow smile, and his voice was as calm as water, without the slightest wave.

"Not really."