Mu Yunge followed the poison saint to learn how to make poison, and when she was still short of poison, the poison saint suddenly pressed her hand and asked, "After staying here for so long, do you really want to go back and see?" ”

Unexpectedly, the Poison Saint would ask about this matter by himself, Mu Yunge said in surprise: "It's okay, what Master means ......"

"There are some things to deal with as a teacher."

Hearing what the Poison Sage said, Mu Yunge understood, and said with a smile: "Then Zhang Ying and I will go back to Beijing first, and then come back to you when the master is done." ”

"That's not what it meant." The poison saint smiled awkwardly: "I mean, you and Zhang Ying are probably going to have to watch the house here." ”

Mu Yunge's smile gradually froze, as if he wanted to confirm with the poison saint, and asked, "Housekeeping?" ”

"Yes." The poison saint said: "Forget it, if you want to go back, go back first, and come back from time to time to help see if there are outsiders in the house." ”

Mu Yunge looked around, and said with some embarrassment: "With all due respect, Master, ordinary people can't come in this place." ”

If someone really came in, that person wouldn't be able to think about it. If you don't take a good road, you have to go into a bunch of poisonous insects.

The Poison Saint raised his eyebrows and didn't argue with Mu Yunge anymore. Get up and walk to the next desk, press the mechanism, and the floor tiles under the desks will be separated.

Mu Yunge watched the movements of the poison saint and didn't make a sound.

"Here is a record of what I have learned all my life, and I will give this to you now, so that you can study it slowly." The poison saint said, and took out a stack of bamboo slips from it: "Take it." ”

Mu Yunge looked at the stack of bamboo slips, but did not reach out to pick them up.

"Why don't you pick it up?" The poison saint was a little puzzled: "After learning the things inside, there is no one in the world except me who is more powerful than you in making poison." ”

"I think Master needs my help with something." Mu Yunge said with a smile: "Master, let's say it directly, it's a lot of effort to go around." ”

The poison saint looked at Mu Yunge quietly, and suddenly stuffed all the bamboo slips into Mu Yunge's arms: "Can you do it, these things are all for you." ”

Seeing this, Mu Yunge was a little surprised.

This poison saint has always been a person who is unprofitable and can't afford to be early, how could he give her something without getting benefits? Could it be that she will definitely be able to help with this favor?

The poison saint took a jar from several cases: "I only want your blood, if you don't want to give it, you can do it." ”

Mu Yunge laughed and said, "Remember to make up for me after bloodletting." As he spoke, he stretched out his wrist: "Well, it's self-sufficient." ”

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement from the Poison Saint. Mu Yunge opened his eyes, but saw that the poison saint was smiling and leaning back and forth: "I said Yunge, you are too good at talking." ”

In fact, the poison saint didn't want Mu Yunge's blood, he just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect Mu Yunge to be so real, he would give it to her if he wanted it.

Mu Yunge raised his eyebrows: "Master, you are lying to me again!" ”

"It's not a lie, I do need your blood, but not now. Take those bamboo slips first, and Xiaoyi will send you home today. ”

Mu Yunge replied and continued to prepare the poison.

"During this time, Xiaoyi will ask you." The poison saint said, and began to pack up his things: "That kid is quite well-behaved, and he won't cause trouble." ”

Mu Yunge raised his head and asked, "Xiao Yi won't go with you?" ”

The poison saint nodded and said, "Don't let him go with him, it's not safe." "Wherever he goes, he may not be able to come back alive, let alone Xiaoyi.

"Not safe?"

Mu Yunge asked curiously, "Where are you going?" ”

The poison saint stopped talking, obviously not wanting to tell her about it. Mu Yunge didn't ask any more, simply cleaned up, and told Zhang Ying and Xiaoyi the news.

Zhang Ying was happier when she heard the news, but on the contrary, Xiaoyi, who was noisy on weekdays, was instantly depressed. Seeing this, Mu Yunge understood that Xiao Yi was somewhat clear about the truth.

King Yong'an's attention fell on the barbarians, so Zhang Ying and Mu Yunge's road back to the princess's mansion was smooth.

"It's been a long time since I've gone out so smoothly."

Zhang Ying sighed and stepped out of the carriage. Not long after she sat down, she listened to the eunuch in the palace and asked her to go to the palace.

"You say, how did the Holy One know that I was back?" Zhang Ying frowned, and reluctantly put on his coat: "It's a disaster, I'm going to enter the palace at this time, I'm afraid it's not going to count me down." ”

Mu Yunge and Xiaoyi played chess together, and after hearing Zhang Ying's words, they smiled and said: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, go ahead, you have to go sooner or later." ”

Zhang Ying jumped and chased after Mu Yunge to beat her, and the two of them made a lot of trouble until the palace people urged, and Zhang Yingcai followed the palace people into the palace stupidly.

"Coming back?" Shengshang glanced at Zhang Ying and asked, "You are not too young, do you have anyone who looks at Ruyi?" ”

Zhang Ying had a headache. Of course, she understood what the Holy Mountain meant, but she really didn't want to put this matter on the agenda: "Holy Lord, I'm still young, this matter ...... Don't worry. ”

She doesn't want to become a resentful woman who is forced to go out of the door so quickly, she still wants to indulge in the mountains and rivers with Mu Yunge.

"Is it small?" The saint put down the teacup and said, "I think someone should take care of you for me."

Zhang Ying pouted and said, "I didn't see that person to my liking." ”

Hearing this, the saint smiled, unfolded a picture scroll and pointed it out to Zhang Ying one by one: "This is the son of a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, young and talented, both civil and military. I've seen it for you, and I'm definitely one who can tolerate your temperament. ”

Seeing that Zhang Ying was not interested, the saint was not in a hurry, and pointed to the next one: "This is the son of the squire of the military department, who has been devoted to you for a long time, and will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Zhang Ying saw that the saint swore not to give up if he didn't choose a horse for her today, and hurriedly stopped: "I think this matter needs to be discussed slowly, just looking at the portrait, how can I know if it is compatible or not." ”

As she spoke, she leaned over to the holy mountain and poured a cup of hot tea for the saint: "The holy mountain doesn't want to see the unhappiness and imperfection of my future life, and he doesn't want to see me sad and depressed every day, so wash my face with tears." ”

Shengshang looked at her appearance, smiled helplessly, raised his hand and knocked on her forehead: "Then give me some life, if there is a next time to worry about me, I will really choose a horse for you."

"At that time, even if you are not satisfied with my choice, you will have to marry."

Zhang Ying smiled and said, "No, no, no, so, this matter ......"

"Don't rush yet, but you need a snack too."

Zhang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, now that this pass has passed, she is still willing to say something beautiful to coax the saint.

Just don't talk about recruiting horses.