Chapter 287: Catching the Wind

No wonder Wuwen blurted out the poisoning of the people of the plague village.

"I'm just not sure, because he is the person next to the eldest prince of Wuwen, in case I wronged him, the consequences are unimaginable, and the eldest prince of Wuwen will definitely be counted on your head." Yulong didn't dare to mess around, after all, the current power of the eldest prince of Wuwen was still not to be underestimated, and he couldn't make decisions indiscriminately.

Wushuang did think that Wuwen did it, from his words today and Yulong's judgment just now, he originally thought that Wuwen had followed them before he would know about the poisoning, but now it seems that things are more than that.

I don't know if the doctrine that Wuwen came up with at this time, or the idea that the newcomer Baimei came up with.

Don't care about this matter now, Wushuang just wants to sleep well, if Wuwen is revealing something tomorrow, Wushuang will definitely not let it go again.

The wind in the mountains often rustles the branches, sometimes as if they are about to bend the branches.

An Shuangchi fell asleep hazy, because her sleep has always been very shallow, so no matter how tired she is, as long as there is a trace of unusual sound outside, she can wake up immediately.

"Who is it?" An Shuangchi immediately became alert.

I sat up from the bed and looked out the window.

Outside, there was only the sound of the wind, and no other obvious figures walked by.

For a long time, no one answered.

An Shuangchi did not relax his vigilance, got out of bed directly, opened the door, and looked around.

The wind blew in the middle of the night, leaving only the chirping of cicadas in the trees and the bright moon hanging high in the air.

An Shuang saw that everything was quiet, so she closed the door and entered the room.

But An Shuang did not lie on the bed, but sat quietly at the table and made a pot of tea for herself, as if she was waiting for someone.

"Gongzi An really has good ears, this can be discovered by you." A coquettish female voice suddenly came to mind outside the door.

"Come in." An Shuangchi said, reassuring while coming to this tea.

The door opened.

Wearing a black night coat, Baimei walked in.

An Shuangchi didn't even raise her head, so she asked, "I don't know what the Baimei girl is doing when she comes late at night?" ”

An Shuangchi himself has deep internal strength, and he heard very subtle sounds and breathing sounds.

Although Baimei's breathing voice is very soft, there are still some differences, which are different from Mo Qingrou and Yu'er.

Only a top master like An Shuangchi can hear it.

"Gongzi An is really powerful, and he deserves his reputation." Baimei didn't mind being discovered, so she sat down directly at the table, picked up a glass of water that An Shuang was late, and drank it.

"You know me?" An Shuangchi asked suspiciously, but on the surface he was calm.

"Don't just know, Gongzi An is beautiful and pan'an, chic and free, suave, and a good husband in the hearts of many women, but it's a pity." Baimei raised her eyebrows as she spoke, and looked at An Shuangchi with ambiguous eyes, "It's a pity that my future was ruined by an unknown girl." ”

An Shuangchi looked at Baimei with some dissatisfaction, knowing who she was talking about, but she didn't think that what Baimei said was right.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" An Shuangchi pretended not to know, picked up a cup again, poured water and said.

"It doesn't matter if Gongzi An doesn't understand, I don't mind, but if Gongzi An can think about leaving that girl, I can let you go." Bai Mei said as he spoke, and suddenly his painting style changed abruptly, and a pair of Danfeng eyes stared straight at An Shuangchi, as if he was forcing him to make a decision.

"You think you can threaten me?" An Shuangchi thought it was funny, it was the first time that someone dared to blatantly threaten him in front of him.

It's a bold one.

"We'll see." Baimei suddenly smiled, and the smile was cautiously panicked. When he got up and was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head again, "But let's praise that Miss Mo, my poison can be solved by her, and it is indeed not easy, it is worth looking at it differently." With that, Baimei laughed, jumped onto the roof, and disappeared into the night.

An Shuangchi was not too shocked by this sentence.

I have long expected that this poison is definitely not so simple, although Wuwen said that he wanted Wushuang to die, but he would not use the method of poisoning, and this kind of degree is difficult to find medicinal materials to make in the Shadowless Gate, unless it is brought from outsiders.

An Shuangchi thought of Baimei at that time, but there was no evidence, so he didn't say it, for fear that everyone would worry.

But now Bai Mei dared to openly declare war on himself, and even threatened Mo Qingrou.

This is something that An Shuang Chi could not tolerate.

But if Baimei didn't come for half of the city without a shadow, then what was Baimei's purpose.

And Baimei still knows herself, but An Shuangchi has never seen Baimei, so she doesn't know what's going on.

This night, An Shuangchi sat at the table until dawn.

A lot of things are a mystery, and he can only wait for him to uncover it himself.

The sun in the woods always comes very late, because it is covered by branches, it is very cool in summer, but in winter, it will become gloomy.

Mo Qingrou slept until noon before getting up, when the sun was just right.

"You're all up yet, so early?" Mo gently yawned as she walked towards the courtyard and found that everyone was already chatting in the courtyard.

"It's still early, look at the sun." The medicine man laughed.

Pointing to the sun shining straight in the sky in the courtyard.

Generally, the sun is so strong only at noon, and at this time, the sun is blocked by trees, and everyone does not feel hot when sitting in the yard, but has a warm feeling.

"Okay, how did everyone sleep last night?" Mo Qingrou also sat down and poured a glass of water to drink.

"Well, I slept soundly." The fish said.

Everyone was chatting in the courtyard.

At this time, the jade dragon came.

"Everybody's here." Jade Dragon said with a smile.

"What are you doing?" The medicine man teased.

The mood looks very good, only An Shuangchi has a calm face.

But Mo Qingrou didn't ask.

"I have come to preach the will of the lord of the country, and the lord of the kingdom invites everyone to have a dinner party in the evening to wash the dust for everyone." After speaking, the jade dragon said mysteriously, "There is also a reward." ”

Mo Qingrou didn't care too much about rewards, nothing more than some gold, silver and jewelry, and she didn't care about those things.

Yulong looked at everyone's low interest, "What's wrong with all of you, didn't you rest well last night?" ”

"No, we'll be there in the evening." Mo Qingru didn't want to brush off the kindness of the lord.

Yulong said yes and left.

"I'm so tired that I really don't want to participate." The fish muttered.

She didn't like these things in the first place, but she couldn't help it.

Although it is said that you can get a reward, but the fish used to be a person who wore gold and silver, and didn't care about these things.

"If you don't want to go, don't go, I'll talk to the lord of the country when the time comes." Mo was gentle and considerate of the fish and said.

The fish nodded.

"I'm going to go, I'm going to have something to eat, and I'm going to be rewarded. If you don't eat more, how can you be worthy of my hard work in the past few days. "The medicine man said that he was as aggrieved as Mo treated him gently, and he had not eaten enough for hundreds of years.

Mo gently rolled his eyes and gave the drug a person, he is really a foodie, and he can't do without eating anywhere.

He turned his head to look at An Shuangchi again, he still looked like he was frowning.

Mo Qingrou thought that An Shuangchi had something to tell her, so she asked, "What's wrong with you?" Isn't it something else? ”

An Shuangchi heard Mo's soft voice, and then came back to his senses.

"No, I know I'm thinking about what the lord of the country is going to reward Wushuang this time." An Shuangchi made an excuse.

"Well, it's really worth guessing." Mo Qingrou suddenly became interested.

This time, Wushuang has made a great contribution to the Shadowless Gate, and no matter how you say it, it will reward Wushuang with something of substantial significance.

"It's curious, let me guess too." When the medicine man heard this, he was also interested, but when he thought about it, he just couldn't think of it.

"Shouldn't it be the same as rewarding us, shouldn't the lord of the country be so slammy, and don't you have to worry about rewarding your own son?" The corners of the medicine man's mouth mockingly hooked.

"Probably not." Wei Yi also echoed.

"This is not going to happen, even if he doesn't care about Wushuang himself, but the matter of this plague village has spread all over the people, how can he not pay attention to it, unless the lord of the country does not want to be it, otherwise the people will not lift the ceiling of the lord of the country." Mo joked softly.

He believed that the lord of the country now had some opinions about Wushuang, and he had changed his previous thoughts, and he would not arbitrarily reward some impractical things to Wushuang.

But if the reward is too valuable, Wuwen will definitely disagree, and there are some ideas, and he will even strongly oppose it.

When the time comes, it will be even more bad for Wushuang, either or not, not and no.

"Then let's wait for the evening and see what the lord of the country has given to Wushuang." The medicine man was looking forward to it, and it felt a little like the anticipation and nervousness before going to battle.

But Mo Qingrou looked at An Shuangchi's still solemn expression, and guessed that An Shuangchi's question just now was just a question used to coax himself and divert his gaze.

And An Shuangchi didn't need to think about this problem at all, Mo Qingrou always felt that something should have happened last night, so An Shuangchi was so serious, and this matter was not small.

But Mo Qingrou still didn't ask, because he knew that An Shuangchi would not tell him, but Mo Qingrou vaguely felt that this matter should have something to do with him.

Everyone still sat in the courtyard and chatted, waiting for the lord of the country to pick up the wind and wash the dust for them in the evening.