His tail note was hooked very long, and the rising tone made her inexplicably feel the urge to leave...

But now is not the time to retreat, Nan Qiao is not afraid of him, as long as she hypnotizes the young man, he will forget about what happened just now, and he can get the medicine bag back smoothly.

Nan Qiao followed the boy up to the second floor, and then followed the boy into the private room.

The door slammed shut, and the boy stared back at her with a strange smile.

Nan Qiao didn't know at this time that he had provoked Mu Baizhuo, the prince of Dongjun, this person was both medical and poisonous, and there were almost no diseases that he couldn't cure, but he had a very strange temperament, and he never easily interacted with people, but he was deeply appreciated by the emperor, and often entered the palace to ask for pulse.

"Reach over and I'll take your pulse!"

He put the bamboo basket in his hand on the table, removed the grass from his mouth, and sat down relaxedly.

Nan Qiao also sat down, she rolled up her sleeves and stretched her arm over, while the other hand wearing the soul bell waited for the opportunity to move, and when he was focused, the hypnosis was the best.

The boy had a meaningful smile in his eyes, and his fingers pressed on her pulse, watching her expression begin to become serious.

"The girl's pulse rate was normal and strong, very healthy, not like she had insomnia, but like... A person who practices martial arts. ”

As soon as the words fell, the soul bell in Nan Qiao's other hand was about to shake in front of him.

With a whoosh, Mu Baizhuo was faster than her, and a silver needle from his fingertip shot directly into her newly raised arm.

Nan Qiao's arm was numb, and he hung down, and he couldn't lift it anymore, so she glared at him fiercely.

"What did you do to me!"

The young man laughed at this moment, "This son knows that you are not simple, but as long as you tell me, what is your name, who do you want to harm with medicine, and then tell me the process of your preparation to harm others, if the process is wonderful, I will let you go!" ”

Mu Baizhuo's favorite thing in his life is to inquire about other people's privacy, and then listen to others talk about the process of harming others. Apparently, Nancho piqued his interest.

This pervert!

Nan Qiao couldn't help but curse secretly, and then was backhanded by the hand he was holding his pulse, and she wanted to break his hand with secret energy.

Mu Baizhuo had expected her to come to this trick, so she skillfully avoided it, and the two fought for a while, and finally shook the two away with one palm.

Nan Qiao quickly stood up and kicked the low table in front of her away, taking advantage of the moment when Mu Baizhuo coped, she used her internal force to shake open the silver needle on her arm, and her arm regained some sense.

Unexpectedly, the low table she had kicked flew back again, and the lid of the bamboo basket on the table was deflected, and a basket of colorful snakes fell to her overwhelmingly.

Nan Qiao was shocked and hurriedly avoided it.

The table shattered into stumps and severed arms, and the serpent fell to the ground, writhing on the broken wood.

Nan Qiao looked at the snakes all over the ground and panicked, his scalp was numb, and now there was nowhere to escape.

And the smile in Mu Baizhuo's eyes was dyed with the brilliance of evil and dangerous, and just when his silver needle shot again, Nan Qiao pulled out the golden hairpin on his head with one hand and shot at the silver needle accurately!

The silver needle shot down, but the golden hairpin flew towards Mu Baizhuo.

She couldn't beat this teenager in a short time, Nan Qiao didn't care about anything, she turned over and rushed to the window, and there was a loud bang!

In the next second, the window was knocked open, and an afterimage quickly disappeared into the window!

"Hehe, I finally met an interesting person, this girl has good kung fu, and it's really getting more and more fun in ancient times!"

Mu Baizhuo held the golden hairpin in his hand, looked at the smashed window, and the smile in his eyes became stronger, "Wait for this son to find you another day, see how you escape?" ”

That night, in the Zilan Garden, Nan Qiao sat at the log table with his brows furrowed, holding the sewn sachet in his hand and stunned.

After coming back, Nan Qiao asked Ruyi to go out to buy medicine again, and by the way, he asked who the young owner of the Tianzi medicinal herb shop was.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Ruyi just came back from outside, Nan Qiao is like this, it is the first time she has seen it, it seems that something has happened, otherwise Miss's face would not be so ugly!

"It's okay, you can say it!"

Nan Qiao always felt that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy should not have such a high level of medical skills, and he also hurt people with silver needles, but fortunately, silver needles are not poisonous, otherwise she may not be able to come back.

Ruyi put down the medicine bag in his hand, "I heard that Mu's pharmacy is the property of the king of Dongjun, this pharmacy should be opened by the king of Dongjun to his son Mu Baizhuo, the son of the king of Dongjun Mu Baizhuo had a serious illness when he was five years old, and he was obsessed with medical skills after he recovered, although he is only seventeen years old this year, but his medical skills are unmatched in Daye and this continent, this person is both medical and poisonous, extremely dangerous, and deeply appreciated by the emperor, miss, you must not mess with him!" ”

"King Dongjun?"

After all, Nan Qiao just came to Chang'an, and she didn't know all about these characters, but fortunately, she covered her face today and didn't let Mu Baizhuo see it.

Ruyi is a person with a heart, and the last time she heard that Nan Qiao was looking for a backer, she naturally inquired about the situation in Chang'an City.

"Now the most powerful prince in Chang'an is the king of Pingding, followed by the king of Dongjun, the seventh prince, and the rest of the princes have no real power, that is, they are nominal and insubstantial. If the young lady wants to find a backer, we dare not provoke the king of Pingding, although the prince of Dongjun cannot be provoked, but the prince of Dongjun seems to be not too concerned about the affairs of the king of Dongjun, so as long as the prince of Dongjun is avoided, then the king of Dongjun and the seventh prince can be considered. ”

Nan Qiao naturally knew that Ji Wuyu was not something she could afford to provoke, but today's medical tricks of the prince of Dongjun made her a little jealous, and she hadn't seen the other seven princes, since she was looking for a backer, she had to come up with the conditions to make the other party willing to be her backer. At this point, Nan Qiao still has to take the time to investigate and see what the Dongjun King and the Seventh Prince need most.

She hummed and didn't speak again, and Nan Qiao then covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and asked Ruyi to do the same with her.

She opened the medicine bag that Ruyi brought back, mixed the medicine from the previous medicine bags, and then packed the small medicinal sachet up, and then used the big sachet to fill the real spices on the outside and put it on.

When she had done all this, she put the sachet in a square box, closed the lid, and took the veil off.

"Ruyi, help me pay more attention to the things in the palace recently, if there is a palace banquet like this, you must tell me!"

Nan Qiao reached out and touched the delicate pattern on the box, but he thought that he would send the sachet to Nan Musheng as soon as possible, so as not to be discovered by the Dog Emperor when he was sleeping.

Generally, like the lady in the palace, a palace banquet will be held on any birthday festival, and the minister's daughter can enter the palace to celebrate.

Nan Qiao is now the daughter of the commander of the admiral, and she is still the status of a concubine, and she will definitely have a chance to enter the palace at that time.

Ruyi didn't know why Nan Qiao paid so much attention to the affairs in the palace, but she also nodded and agreed, saying that she would pay attention.

For the next few days, Nan Qiao did not leave the door of Nalan Mansion.

Because Ruyi came back with news, saying that the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty had been missing for many days, and no trace of the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty had been found in Hukou Pass, and the king of Pingding suspected that the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty had hidden in Chang'an, so the investigation in Chang'an was very strict in the past few days.

Nan Qiao was already avoiding Ji Wuyu's evil god, so he naturally didn't want to go out and bump into him. If he wants to check, he can check, anyway, the real Nan Musheng is in the palace, even if he turns Chang'an City upside down, it is impossible to find someone.

However, in the past two days, Nalan Guangyao also sent to assist in pacifying Wang to search the whereabouts of the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and led troops to search in a carpet search for a radius of 100 miles outside the city.

Nalan Guangyao is not in the mansion, so Nalan Mansion is not peaceful.

The autumn sun is exceptionally warm, in the Zilan Garden, Nan Qiao is lazily lying on the bamboo couch squinting, the soft green silk is spread in the banquet, the transparent skin is shining with white jade-like luster in the sun, the girl's facial features are very exquisite, and the eyebrows and eyes reveal gentle and elegant beauty everywhere.

The footsteps of the group approached, making Nan Qiao a little upset, she frowned slightly, and heard a female voice in a daze.

"Young Master Feng, this is Nalan Wuyu's courtyard."

"Dare to hurt my cousin, I think this Nalan Wuyu has eaten the gall of an ambitious leopard!" The man said angrily.

Ruyi went up to argue, "Young Master Feng, this is our young lady's yard, you..."

"Smack!" Ruyi was slapped in the face, and then heard the man's angry scolding, "A little maid dares to stand in the way of the master, and she doesn't get out of the way!" ”

"Young Master Feng, you can't come in, Miss is taking a nap! Ahh

Nan Qiao suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bamboo couch and then stood up, a little dizzy because he got up too quickly.

She held her forehead, and when she recovered, she saw a man with a Chinese character face with some high cheekbones, about twenty years old, and saw him stepping on Ruyi with one foot, and raising a horsewhip in the other hand and about to whip Ruyi.

The corners of Ruyi's mouth oozed blood, like ants under his feet.

"Cheap slave, I see that you are looking for death!"

Before the man could fight, his wrist was clamped, and the man looked up, only to see that under the girl's beautiful face, there was still some sleepiness between the eyebrows and eyes, but she couldn't hide her peerless elegance, under the sun, the jade-like skin was fair and transparent, maybe the sun had been basking for a long time, and the girl's cheeks were slightly naturally rosy, and her natural beauty was beautiful, even if she didn't apply powder, she could also pour all beings!

Feng Lin was dumbfounded, but he ignored the cold gaze in the girl's beautiful eyes, and the girl was asking herself in a cold voice,

"Who are you? Why are the people who broke into my yard and beat me? ”

Feng Lin came back to his senses at this time, looked at the girl in front of him and said in surprise,

"You... Is it Nalan Wuyu? ”

Nan Qiao didn't answer him, looking at the pitiful Ruyi who was beaten on the ground, her beautiful eyes were even more angry, and she had the urge to kill!

Ruyi hurriedly got up, wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth and shook her head at Nan Qiao, "Miss, the slave is out of the way." ”

Then she pulled Nan Qiao aside and said in a low voice, "Miss, she is the only concubine of the Guogong Mansion, Fenglin, the younger brother of the current queen and the concubine, the emperor's brother-in-law, her status is noble, it doesn't matter if the slave is beaten, don't offend him!" ”