In the middle of the night, there was silence in King Su's Mansion, except for the Su King Guards, who were responsible for the protection of the palace, the rest of the people had already fallen asleep.

In the "Ming Tu Yuan" in the East Garden of the North House, Mi Jiang is kneeling in the boudoir on the second floor, silently drinking the tea she made herself.

She likes to drink tea very much, and is used to adding some white flower petals called "Tu" to the tea to add a little fragrance to the slightly bitter tea, so she even named the house where she lives "Ming Tu Yuan".

"Bang Bang Bang-"

On the street outside King Su's mansion, there was the sound of beating the watch, and judging from the sound of the watch, it was around the third watch (that is, the time of the child).

"It's time......

A thought flashed in his heart, and Mi Jiang silently drank the tea in the cup, then slowly stood up and jumped out of the window on the second floor.

"Stump, Tread, Tread—"

On the trail in the distance, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

Mi Jiang knew that it was the Su Wang Guards in this palace, a group of well-trained and battle-hardened veterans.

So she quickly rolled over and hid in the garden next to the hallway, silently waiting for the guard to pass by.

"Huh?"

In that group of seven or eight Su Wang guards, there was an old pawn who seemed to sense something, and glanced a few times at the shadow where Mi Jiang was hiding.

The old soldier's companion may have noticed his actions and asked suspiciously, "Old Peng, what's wrong?" ”

I saw that Su Wangwei, who was called Lao Peng, stared at the location where Mi Jiang was hiding, frowned and said, "I always feel ...... Something seems to be there. ”

"Really?" The smiles on the faces of the other Su Wang Wei suddenly converged when they heard this.

They glanced at each other, and several people rolled over and crossed out of the corridor in unison, surrounding them in the direction that Lao Peng was pointing.

These veterans who have been on the battlefield trust their instincts more than their eyes, and the instincts honed on the brutal battlefield have allowed them to escape death again and again. Finally, it was time to unload the armor and retire from the army.

Several men approached cautiously, their steps so light that there was hardly any sound, while their hands, pressed on the hilt of their swords at their waists, ready to draw their swords at any moment.

However. When they suddenly jumped behind the tree, they were surprised to find that there was nothing behind it.

Several people looked around a few times and observed for a while, and then they put away their vigilance, and several people opened their mouths to make fun of that old Peng.

However, behind the dwarf tree, which was only a zhang away from them, Mi Jiang was sitting on the ground with his back against the dwarf tree, holding his breath.

"This group of soldiers who retired from the Jun Shui Army of the Wei State is really not simple. I was able to capture my subtle breath, and I was a battle-hardened soldier......

Mi Jiang quietly waited for the few Su Wang Guards to leave.

To tell the truth, with the practice of communicating with nature and eliminating one's own breath, it is reasonable to say that it will not be discovered by ordinary people, but there are always exceptions, for example, some elite soldiers who often hover on the edge of life and death, and hone their beast-like instincts on the cruel battlefield, they can "feel" a threat that ordinary people cannot perceive.

This is also the reason why Mi Jiang avoided this group of Su Wangwei in advance.

"The elf...... What a bunch of incredible guards."

Wait until those Su Wang Guards leave. Only then did Mi Jiang stand up and pat the dirt on his body. Immediately, he quickly walked towards the North House.

After blinking an eye, Mi Jiang came to the main hall of the north house where Zhao Hongrun lived.

Of course, it was impossible for her to swagger in through the palace gate, after all, this was the most heavily guarded place, and there was more than one team of Su Wang guards guarding here.

She continued the same way she had come to the window on the side of the temple.

I saw her look left and right a few times. Gently pushed open the window, quickly flipped in, and immediately turned to close the window, after all, she couldn't figure out when the patrolling Su Wangwei would be here.

And after arriving in the North House Palace, the strength of the defense is relatively weaker. But Mi Jiang did not relax her vigilance, because she knew that by Zhao Hongrun's side, there would definitely be a Zong Wei who was stronger than those Su Wangwei to protect her.

Like the strength of Shen Yu, Lu Mu, Wei Jiao and other sect guards, Mi Jiang had already competed with them as early as the Chu State, and without the help of medicinal powder and sword dance, their sisters may not be the opponents of these sect guards.

"The dwarf's guard tonight...... It should be Gao Kuo, right?'

Mi Jiang's mind came up with the appearance of Zong Wei Gaokuo.

After all, he stayed by Zhao Hongrun's side for a few months, and Mi Jiang generally knew something about the ten Zongwei around Zhao Hongrun.

And Gao Kuo belongs to the kind of person who is very alert, and this person may cause some obstacles to Mi Jiang's actions tonight.

She took out a small bamboo tube as long as a finger from her bosom, put it in her mouth, and then quietly pushed the door open.

"Squeak—"

A soft sound when the door was opened made Mi Jiang secretly say that it was not good.

Sure enough, Mi Jiang instantly heard a dark figure sitting up on the small couch in the outer room, and a pair of eyes shining in the dark night subconsciously looked at the door with a little confusion.

"Poof—"

As soon as Mi Jiang exhaled in his mouth, he saw a faint silver light flash in his mouth, and the black shadow on the couch suddenly became overwhelmed.

Seeing this, she hurriedly stepped forward, carefully supported the black shadow with her hand, and gently put it down on the bed.

"Sure enough, it's Gao ......."

Seeing Zong Wei on the couch clearly, Mi Jiang reached out and took off a slender silver needle from his neck, put it back into the bamboo tube spit out of his mouth, and carefully stuffed it into his belt.

The tip of this silver needle is dipped in a medicinal juice that can make people sleepy, and the medicinal properties are strong.

"It's a real nonsense, if only it were that stupid Chu Heng......

Mi Jiang sighed slightly in her heart, after all, when she sneaked in here a month ago, she was very relaxed, and walked directly to Zong Wei Chu Heng, who was sleeping on the bed, and stabbed the root of his neck with that silver needle, and it was a matter of it.

How can I be as worried as today, if the silver needle in the bamboo tube failed to hit Gao Kuo, then we would have to see.

"It's all to blame on this dwarf......

Standing beside Zhao Hongrun's big bed, Mi Jiang looked at Zhao Hongrun, who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

Suddenly, I saw Zhao Hongrun, who was in his sleep, moaning a few times, and then he was. actually evoked the name of Mi Jiang again.

"Sure enough, one month is the maximum......

In the hazy moonlight printed in from the window paper, Mi Jiang's face was faintly red.

"Mi Jiang...... This king knows that this is a dream, and you can't deceive this king...... Hmm...... Since it's in a dream, let's let you serve this king well, haha......"

Zhao Hongrun, who was asleep, spit out a few incoherent words from time to time.

『……』

Mi Jiang looked at Zhao Hongrun with a red face. Banxiang shook his head and lifted the sleeve of his left hand.

I saw that there was a wound on her left wrist that had not completely healed for some reason.

Suddenly, she pulled out a small dagger from behind her waist and slashed at the wound that had not healed, and in an instant, blood gushed out.

At this time, I saw her bite the handle of the dagger with her mouth and break Zhao Hongrun's mouth with her right hand. Then he hung his left hand above his mouth, silently watching the blood flowing from the wound on her wrist, like a red thread, flowing into Zhao Hongrun's mouth.

This wound is not shallow to cut the ground, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a blood flow.

Because of this, after only a dozen breaths, the complexion on Mi Jiang's face became not very good-looking. Gradually, he showed a pale complexion that can only be caused by excessive blood loss, and even his lips were slightly pale.

She took out a bamboo pipe with her right hand. Pull out some white cream-like ointment from it and apply it to the wound on the wrist.

Not to mention, the herbal ointment prepared by this witch herself, the effect was really obvious, and the bleeding was stopped almost instantly.

She sat on the edge of Zhao Hongrun's bed for a moment, because she felt a little dizzy.

This is due to massive blood loss.

She glanced back at Zhao Hongrun.

For some reason. When she looked at Zhao Hongrun, her pale face was strangely flushed, and even her breathing couldn't help but speed up a little.

She hesitantly stretched out her hand and gently stroked Zhao Hongrun's face.

Gradually, her gaze became gentle and misty. As if she was uncontrollable, she slowly bent down, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to imprint her red lips on Zhao Hongrun's mouth.

Suddenly, her whole body shook as if she had been electrocuted, and even her blurred gaze had returned to a little clearer.

I saw that she took a few deep breaths, and finally escaped the control of some strange desire in her heart.

"Could it be that the Qing Gu really can't be lifted?"

Mi Jiang's face was a little helpless.

To be honest, she didn't have any antipathy or resistance to Zhao Hongrun, even if it had passed, she had already been reversed by some kind of magical existence at this moment.

Just as Zhao Hongrun felt that Mi Jiang was getting more and more cute and gradually becoming acceptable, Mi Jiang gradually developed some special feelings for this little man who was not as tall as her.

But reason made her understand that it was not a real feeling.

As a result, she felt entangled.

But what makes her even more entangled is that the little man in front of her, who is now tied to her fate, seems to be still "resisting" this fate.

This made her a little unhappy.

After all, any woman will feel angry when she is rejected, even if they are not really interested in the other person.

Because of this, when he learned that Zhao Hongrun was trying to find a way to pull out the frog Gu, Mi Jiang was actually a little angry.

But angry is angry, but she privately used her blood to help Zhao Hongrun relieve her symptoms.

That is the mystery that has been passed down from generation to generation among the shrine maidens: the frog Gu in the man's body will only temporarily enter a dormant state when it is contaminated with the body fluids of the shrine maiden under the Gu. And the best bodily fluid is undoubtedly blood, after all, the Qing Gu is fed by the blood of the witch, and it is especially sensitive to the smell of the blood of the breeder.

It's just that she didn't hesitate to hurt herself in order to help him alleviate his symptoms, and even Mi Jiang herself couldn't figure out why she did it.

"It's really unpleasant......

Looking at Zhao Hongrun's beautiful sleeping face, Mi Jiang was somehow a little resentful.

But when she caught a glimpse of Zhao Hongrun casually taking off the socks hanging on the bedside out of the corner of her eye, a little inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Humph!"

After a while, Mi Jiang cautiously left along the same path, without alerting Su Wangwei, who was patrolling near the North House.

However, Zhao Hongrun, who was still asleep, had a sock stuffed in his mouth.

After half a sound, he muttered something indistinctly.

"Huh? What a big piece of durian...... Strange, where did my Dawei get durian? No matter what...... (chew chew) ...... Not? Why can't you bite it? (To be continued.) )