"Okay-" Xiahou Mobing got up and nodded softly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With the detoxification of willow leaf grass, the epidemic can be controlled, this place is destroyed again, this place is sealed, there is no source of poison, how quickly the river water is replaced, and soon the Moisan River will be clean again.

Mo Yi, Gin Jiu and others mobilized the army and made enough willow leaf grass in time, and Murong Xue and Xiahou Mo Bing worked together to refine a large number of antidotes within a few days.

In half a month, all the large and small cities and herdsmen's settlements in Lishui were filled with huge wooden barrels, which were the antidote to the epidemic, and whether they were infected or healthy, they could receive them for free.

A devastating plague was brought under control by Murong Xue in the shortest possible time.

In the camp where the Lishui King's tent is located, the soldiers and civilians are singing and dancing, celebrating with laughter and laughter.

And there is a warm tent, but it is extraordinarily quiet.

"Why haven't you woken up yet, what's wrong?" In a tent, it was heard that Murong Xue was talking to herself with some doubts.

On the bed made of jade fox fur, Su gradually closed his eyes, and there was no sign of being awake on a beautiful face that was indisputable, perhaps because of the deep sleep, there was less indifference to the living, and more quiet and serene.

Murong Xue closed her fingers tightly, covering Su Wanli's pulse, and muttered with a frown: "It's normal, but why can't you wake up from a deep sleep, where is the problem?" ”

A faint hint of irritability flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, Su gradually left a small amount of residual poison on his body, and the others did not wake up, so there was no way to solve it, if he continued to sleep like this, sooner or later there would be an accident.

The spacious tent is full of low-key luxury, Xiahou Mobing is sitting on a dark velvet flying eagle coat, Mei Xu is still like a ruffian, leaning obliquely on an elevated desk, and the two face each other.

Mei Xu glanced at Murong Xue, who was contemplating not far away, and turned her charming eyes to look at Xiahou Mobing who was pouring herself a drink, and a hint of ridicule flashed in the narrow fox eyes.

He smiled softly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "So you can endure it?" ”

In addition to refining the antidote, almost all of the girl's time has been spent on Su Yanli's body these days.

With Xiahou Mobing's character, it is impossible to be indifferent, could it be that this Xiahou Mobing has changed sex? It's not like him.

Xiahou Mobing hooked her lips and smiled, raised her head to take a sip of wine, and said lightly: "Xue'er has the right to do anything." ”

"You're not jealous?" Vinegar jar, no more jealous? A hint of surprise flashed in Mei Xu's eyes.

On weekdays, he wanted to get close to that girl for a few days, besides, he just thought it was pure fun, and it was estimated that Xiahou Mobing also knew that Xiahou Mobing was raising his eyebrows, but now he suddenly became generous.

Xiahou Mobing hooked his lips and smiled, no longer speaking, his slender fingers shook slowly, and in the exquisite wine bottle, the innocent wine slowly flowed down the rim of the glass.

Xue'er he loves, dare to love and hate, she is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, but she is not ruthless, how can he not understand Su Wanli and Xue'er's entanglements in her heart?

Xiahou Mobing lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the wine bottle in his hand, his dark eyes were deep.

For Mei Xu, he sometimes makes a little effort to keep him away from Xue'er, but also to prevent Mei Xu from having feelings for Xue'er, after all, Xue'er is so good. But for Su Wanli, maybe Mei Xu is right, he is indeed cautious at all times, and even when he saw Su Wanli send the painting for Xue'er at the wedding, he had fear and hesitation for a long time, because Su Wanli was really a terrible opponent!

However, now he also clearly understands that the person Cher loves in his heart is only him.

"Hey......" Mei Xu shook his head and sighed, he didn't know what he was sighing about, he picked up the wine bottle in his hand with two fingers, and the purple and black brocade boots stepped onto the big chair in front of him in a few steps, and lay down lazily.

"Still nothing happens?"

Seeing Murong Xue coming over, Xiahou Mobing stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, and asked.

Murong Xue stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, and said a little tiredly: "There is nothing abnormal, but I am unconscious." ”

Yan Yujing walked in from outside, waved at a few people, "It's been a long time since dinner, aren't you all hungry?" ”

As he spoke, Yan Yujing opened the curtain and strode out, they were not hungry, but he was so hungry.

Mei Xu waved his hand when he saw this, in this situation, it is better not to let him be an outsider, it just so happens that he is also hungry, so it is better to go to eat, it is more realistic.

"Tired?" Xiahou Mobing ignored Yan Yujing and Mei Xu, and his slender fingers picked up the broken hair in front of Murong Xue's forehead.

Murong Xue shook her head, looked at Xiahou Mobing, and said, "The matter here is almost settled, let's rush back to Yuze as soon as possible." ”

They have been away for more than half a month, and they don't know what happened to July, and besides, she also misses her mother a little bit. After speaking, Murong Xue turned her eyes to look at Su Yanli who was not far away, and a trace of melancholy flashed in her eyes.

"Okay." Xiahou Mobing responded, glanced at the person lying on the bed not far away, turned back to Murong Xue and smiled: "Let's have dinner!" ”

During this time, Cher was so busy that she barely touched the ground.

"Hmm-"

At sunset, the vast prairie returned to calm, the ancient city stood motionless like a mountain, and herds of cattle and sheep could be seen everywhere.

After dinner, Murong Xue was going to observe Su Wanli's situation again.

Outside the tent, Murong Xue stretched out her hand to open the tent, and casually asked Xiahou Mobing beside her, "Is there anything wrong with Yu Ze?" ”

Mo Yiqin and they also rushed back to Tianao, but in the case of Su gradually leaving, they were afraid that it would be some time before they could rush back.

Xiahou Mo Bing hooked his lips and smiled, and walked into the tent, "I just received a message from the Mo Guards......

It's just that, as soon as he said this, Xiahou Mobing suddenly silenced, looked ahead with his eyes, and sank suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Murong Xue saw Xiahou Mobing stop abruptly and looked at him with the light of his eyes, "Su is leaving——? ”

They left less than an hour, on the fox fur soft couch opposite, except for the wrinkled silkworm brocade quilt, where else was there anyone, at a glance, in the spacious tent, at a glance, there was no figure!

"Someone!" Murong Xue waved his sleeves.

A maid heard the commotion inside, lifted the curtain, and walked in quickly.

"What about the man on the bed?" Murong Xue frowned, and there was a faint expectation in her eyes, but Su had woken up.

The maid looked left and right a few times, bowed her head and replied, "The slave doesn't know, I haven't seen anyone go out." ”

Qiqi has something to say:

I wish Qiqi a happy birthday, every year of eighteen, more and more people come to subscribe, collect, reward, and watch......... ヽ(‘⌒?メ)ノ

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It's a year old again, and Qiqi is really not convinced!!! ╭(╯^╰)╮hum! (To be continued.) )