Chapter 22: Abbot of the Circle
When she was hesitating, a mechanically cold voice suddenly sounded in her head, "If your desire is strong enough, you can enter." ”
Feng Qian kept muttering about the laboratory, and the old general Bai in the Heart Cultivation Hall coughed up another mouthful of blood, and it was already a mess.
A layer of sweat has already appeared on Feng Qian's forehead, what should I do! What to do!
Just when she was thinking about whether to purify it in a different way, she suddenly entered the laboratory.
She set up the machine to distill it over and over again, and in order to speed up the progress, she threw the scorpion directly into the wine.
In this way, not only does it not need to be soaked for that long, but it can also remove the residual poison of the scorpion, which is no longer enough to be deadly.
Soon, Feng Qian boiled more than ten pots of wine and only less than half a pot left, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, and he went straight to the Heart Cultivation Palace.
The first thing he smelled was Feng Jing, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the side hall, this wine ......
Feng Qian walked out of the Heart Nourishing Hall with the half pot of wine, but she frowned when she looked at the dark purple and black blood-colored eyebrows on the ground.
This is not good, she put down her wine, went to the palace to call Chun Tao, who was guarding the carriage, in, and whispered a few words in her ear.
I saw her running towards the Heart Cultivation Palace, "It's not good, it's not good." ”
Feng Jing clenched his fists in the hall and was furious, "Who is causing trouble outside!" Drag me down and kill me with a cane! ”
Bai Jingfeng stroked his chest with one hand and held Feng Jing's wrist with the other, "Ah Jing, you have never been such an unreasonable person. ”
He is a Ming Jun, how can he be an old man for him, and he will be killed with a cane.
Besides, he vaguely heard that it seemed to be the little maid in his house.
Feng Jing stroked his eyebrows, "That's it, let her step back and come back another day." ”
But where is Chun Tao willing to listen, she still has to save the old lady according to the young lady's instructions!
"Your Majesty, the slave maid is the maid of the General's Mansion, please let the slave and maid in!"
Feng Jing wanted to refuse, but General Bai held his hand tightly again.
"Come in."
Chun Tao ran into the Heart Nourishing Hall and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, please be the master of the old general and the general's mansion." ”
"What's the matter, tell me quickly."
"Uncle Bai heard that the old general was not there, so he smashed the signboard of the General's Mansion and dismissed the subordinates of the General's Mansion. Moreover, the General's Mansion was changed to the Xia Mansion, and it will be married to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the near future......"
Feng Jing's fists were already clenched together, "What did you say!" Daytime He! Tie him up for me! ”
The old general on the side was also trembling with anger, spit out a mouthful of blood, and almost fainted.
Feng Qian happened to boil some porridge from the imperial dining room, and when he saw that his grandfather had vomited blood, he hurriedly brought the porridge over.
"Let's drink some porridge first, it's not good to drink on an empty stomach." Feng Qian glanced at the blood on the ground, and some bright red was already visible, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Spit out the blood and you'll be fine.
Feng Jing personally fed the old general a bowl of porridge, and the imperial doctors were already secretly speculating at the moment.
If this old general can survive, they will not be able to oppose the general's mansion in the future.
Feng Qian saw that the old general's face had softened a lot, so he brought the wine to him.
After the half pot was down, the old general's face immediately turned rosy.
At the same time, a mechanical voice sounded in his head: Wind Demon Grass, the production failed.
Feng Qian's eyes widened in disbelief, and she looked at the old general, closing her eyes. However, there is still breathing.
Then the sound of machinery sounded again: however, the effect of the wine scorpion was similar to that of the wind demon grass, and the mission was successful. Don't accumulate lucky points.
Feng Qian rubbed his eyebrows, how could this wordless Tiance gasp for breath! She's scared to death!