The situation of the mother's relatives is getting more and more serious, and Lan Junyao looks at such a painful mother, but it has been difficult to make a decision. Seeing the vitality pass by little by little from her mother's body, Lan Junyao laughed angrily, she complained that she didn't open her eyes, how could she fall for Lu Zhirun's tricks. She also hated her own foresight, if she had broken into the library earlier, she would have found the antidote to drunken red dust early.

Tears dripped down the corners of Lan Junyao's eyes on the back of her hand, hot as if she wanted to punish her heart. For today's plan, the only way to do this is to seal the mother's acupuncture points with a silver needle, wait for her to find Bichun, and then take out the silver needle to feed the antidote to her mother. It's just that this is risky, even if it is done in this way, it is only a five-day time limit, and once the five days have passed, if the silver needle is still in the mother's body, she will also die.

The maid stood on both sides of the bed with her head bowed timidly, and Qingwei was quite distressed when she looked at such a young lady. Lan Junyao's hand lingered on the back of her mother's neck, until Huang Yue could only see the whites of her eyes, and she forced herself to be ruthless, and took out the silver needle she had been carrying with her from her arms.

Qingwei helped to help the lady's body up, Lan Junyao sat behind her, staring at the acupuncture point in front of her, her hands began to tremble, and after several attempts, she couldn't pierce the silver needle.

The chaotic qi seemed to be circulating in Huangyue's body along the trajectory, and at the beginning, it was just wandering around her limbs, and Lan Junyao saw that the chaotic qi was approaching her mother's heart little by little.

She was horrified in her heart, but her hands no longer trembled, and the silver needle in her hand was pushed violently, and her mother's trembling body gradually calmed down, and her eyes were closed, as if she was asleep. Lan Junyao buried her head in her mother's neck, and tears fell on her mother's chest, wetting her small shirt.

The two maidservants who were waiting beside her brought hot water and towels. Lan Junyao wet the towel, scrubbed her mother's body little by little, and after all this, she took a plain dress for her to replace, and then sat on the edge of the bed and rested slightly.

The room was filled with a strong musky smell, Lan Junyao ordered Qingwei to take the spices she had prepared and put them in the furnace to burn them out, and opened the windows on both sides of the room, and this greasy smell gradually dissipated.

The carriage and horse that sent Lan Chengcheng back from the Prime Minister's Mansion had already driven to the door, and one of the little servants guarding the door stepped forward to help his master get off the carriage, and the other hurriedly ran to inform the young lady.

When the curtain was lifted, the little guy was suddenly startled, how could the old man become like this. Lan Chengcheng endured angina along the way, and if he hadn't held it in his heart, he was afraid that he would have fainted. He wanted to get up, but Zhou couldn't exert any strength up and down.

This little guy is also a discerning man, he confessed to the lord and climbed into the carriage, put Lan Chengcheng's arm around his neck, and worked together with the guards in the palace to send him back, and then the lord was put off the carriage.

Lan Zhong had already gotten the news of his son's kung fu, and brought a few strong guys to greet them. Lan Zhong ordered someone to send the old man to his wife first, and personally stuffed a silver ingot into the hands of the people who came from the palace, and sent him away before returning to his senses to chase them.

The maidservants who were guarding outside the door of Huangyue's room had already retreated under Lan Junyao's signal, and each went to do their own business. At this moment, only Lan Junyao and Qingwei's master and servant were left in the room, and two of Mrs. Lan's personal maids stayed beside Mrs. Lan.

Lan Junyao was immersed in pain, and she didn't hear the sound outside the door, and it wasn't until Lan Zhong knocked on the door that she came back from her contemplation.

"Miss, the master is back. "Only from the carriage to the house, Lan Chengcheng was breathing, the originally handsome face was pure white, and the thin lips were stained red with blood, which made people unbearable.

As soon as Lan Junyao saw her father's appearance, she felt that the tears that had just stopped had a surging trend, and she was busy directing the little servant to help her father to the chair in the house, and she held the handkerchief she had just replaced, wiping the sweat on her father's forehead a little bit.

As expected, the poison of the drunken Hongchen on the mother's own body has transitioned to the father, and the father's appearance is all the drunken Hongchen is doing the trick. This kind of situation is like the person who has fallen into the son and mother Gu, Lan Junyao carefully cut the pulse, and her heart was full of doubts.

At that time, she was only concerned about asking for the antidote to this drunken red dust, but she forgot to ask what the herb scholar had added to this drunken red dust. Now that the library was surrounded by a lot of people, it would be difficult for her to go back and double his codex.

"Daddy, why don't you listen to my advice?" Lan Junyao's voice was a little obscure, she had told her father more than once before, and when the poison on her mother was not resolved, she would definitely not be able to have sex with her mother. The Baicao scholar also said that if men and women intercourse, they were afraid that this poison would change again, although he was speculating, but Lan Junyao was very afraid in his heart.

Lan Chengcheng also had a bitterness in his heart that he couldn't speak, he listened to his daughter's words and tried his best to avoid physical contact with his wife, that night she put on a cloak and entered the study, her freshly bathed body exuded a seductive fragrance, and she sat down beside him. The small, boneless hands tuffled at his chest, and he turned his head to see the corners of her delicately drawn eyes.

He got up and wanted to leave the study to go to the courtyard to breathe, but she realized his thoughts, and blocked the door of the room one step ahead of him, she unbuttoned her cloak little by little, and only wore a transparent thin shirt on her thin body, the seductive spring light inside was faintly visible, and he finally couldn't resist her temptation.

"How is your mother?" Lan Chengcheng avoided answering his daughter's question, he glanced at the bed covered by the tent, and spoke in a very soft voice, if it weren't for Lan Junyao's good hearing, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear what his father was saying.

"Daddy. Lan Junyao called, not knowing how to speak, she looked at the bed covered by the gauze tent, and tears burst in an instant. Compared with his mother, his father's situation is not much better. She got up and went to the window, and when Mo Shiyi saw her, he immediately jumped down from the eaves and stopped in front of her.

Caring about his fragile appearance, Lan Junyao wiped a handful on her face and asked him to go to the pharmacy to help her get a few medicinal herbs, she saw with her own eyes that her parents were tortured by drunken Hongchen, but there was no way, it was really useless.

The warm wind wanted to remove the tears from Lan Junyao's face, with some pity. Looking at her father's indifferent eyes, the fear in her heart was even more square, she was afraid that her father and mother would leave her.

Lan Junyao lowered her body beside her father, put her father's big palm on top of the handle in her palm, and said pleadingly: "Daddy, I will definitely find a way to detoxify my mother's own poison, and in the days I leave, you must take care of your body." ”

Lan Junyao finally put her mind to it, and told her father about her mother's situation, she had been paying careful attention to her father's expression, but he was just listening calmly from beginning to end, but such a father reminded Lan Junyao of the word twilight, and the worry in her heart could no longer be hidden.

"You can go with confidence. Daddy obviously had a painful look on his face, but there was a crooked smile hidden in his eyes, and his gaze fell on Lan Junyao, but she couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

On the long official road, a man was lightly dressed and angry, and the horse's hooves were raised high, bringing up a cloud of dust and smoke. Her cloak had long since been stained with the dust of the past, and the light veil that had been used to cover her face had also changed color, and her exposed eyes were full of exhaustion, but she was not seen to dismount and rest.

She has been hundreds of miles away from Gyeonggi, and she has not stopped galloping day and night. On that day, she stubbornly gave the order, and sent Mo Shi to Ling Qixuan to go to another Bichun, and she rushed to Xilu, no matter what means she used, she would take Bichun back from Lu Zhirun, even if she killed him.

Mo Shi knew that this was extremely inappropriate, he didn't agree with her approach, Lu Zhirun was able to hide his identity and stay in Gyeonggi for a long time, and he took great pains to coax Bichun out of her hands, how could he easily return it to her, maybe he was setting a trap in Xilu and waiting for her to throw herself into the net. Since the prince entrusted her safety to him, he certainly couldn't watch her jump into the fire pit.

In the end, he couldn't resist Lan Junyao, so he had to expedite the trip, wait to get Bichun from the prince, and then turn around to chase Miss Lan, but other than that, Mo Shi had no other way.

The men were so tired that they slowed down. Lan Junyao wanted to be strong, but the horses under her were a little exhausted. She leaned over the horse's ear and said gently, "Good horse, run a little further, and when you reach the forest ahead, I will go and find you something to eat." ”

The horse seemed to understand her words, spread its hooves and galloped some way, Lan Junyao stopped outside the woods as she said, and saw the pergola supported by the road from a distance, she licked her chapped lips, and squinted towards the tea stall.

"Guest officer, you want two bowls of herbal tea just brewed?" The man who spoke was a man with a simple face, and there was a small gap in the edge of the coarse porcelain bowl in his hand, but it did not affect the use. As he spoke, he raised the herbal tea that had just been poured in his hand to Lan Junyao, put it to his mouth and drank it all.

Lan Junyao looked at him and smiled a little narrowly, and asked, "Boss, there are few people here, and few people pass by except for the passing merchants, how did the boss think of setting up the pergola here?"

"If I say it's not for money, but for the convenience of passers-by, the girl won't believe me. The man scratched his head, it was not the first time someone had asked like this, he pointed to an equally simple house behind him, and said, "It's not just me, my mother-in-law is also here, it's just that she was infected with the wind cold last night, and she rested at home today." ”

The man scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed, he poured another bowl of tea, drank the bowl in his hand, and then said to Lan Junyao: "I don't hurt anyone, if the girl doesn't dislike it, let's drink some tea with this coarse porcelain bowl in my hand." ”

"So, I'm here to thank my eldest brother. Lan Junyao shook her head and asked the man to take out another bowl, and then drank two bowls of water. There was no medicine in the water, as the man said, just for the convenience of passers-by.

Lan Junyao felt a little emotionally in her heart, such a person is not common in this troubled world, for this kindness, in addition to the two pennies of tea money, she secretly left a piece of broken silver on the table before leaving.