The Holy Son understood, it turned out that this sister thought that Sister Ao was looking for herself to be used as medicine, which was to use herself as an elixir after washing herself, and boiled it.

"Uh-huh, hmm" The Holy Son struggled hard, but the strange silk thread that bound him was too tough to break free. I wanted to explain, but I couldn't. At this time, it is really called that the heavens should not be, and the earth is not spiritual. Ever since he was chosen by the temple and admired by thousands of people, where had he ever felt such a situation, the spirit of the Holy Son was almost on the verge of collapse, and finally tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

It's strange to say, only two drops are left, no matter how bold you are, you are afraid, and you can't shed tears.

And the two tears that flowed out, slid down the cheeks of the Holy Son, and instantly froze, turning from liquid to solid, exuding an inexplicable smell, this smell is very strange, not unpleasant, and not good.

"Huh." Ao Tianxue saw the tears of the Holy Son slipping down, and they actually condensed into solid, and she stretched out her hand in surprise, and the tears slipped down the palm of her hand. It turned out to be two crystal clear objects. "Is this a tear?"

Qi Feng took a closer look, took out a delicate porcelain vase, put tears in it, and said to the two scholars behind him: Take him to the kitchen.

On the other side, Ao Tianxue entered the inner court of the academy, Xiao He followed closely behind, pretending to be nothing, followed by Black Mountain and Ouyang Lan. Naturally, there were many merchants and dignitaries in the academy. Seeing Xiao He, they all got up and saluted and smiled, but Ao Tianxue had a frosty face.

Who in Chongzhou doesn't know that Marquis Xiao has been secretly in love with the first aunt of Hongfang Academy for a long time, and the story of the two of them in the past ten years can write a love, see the two of them one after the other. The former was dressed in white, cold as ice. The latter was dressed in red and had a smile on his face.

An official sighed and said: It seems that my aunt is angry with Master Hou again.

The old man next to him is Ma Shaoqing, who is now the head of the grain and grass in Chongzhou, and he is responsible for the entire grain and grass in Chongzhou, and now he is also a powerful figure in Chongzhou. There is a young woman next to Ma Shaoqing, who is naturally Qingliu. The two looked at each other with a smile on their faces.

"Go out" Ao Tianxue lay on the bed, holding a teacup in her hand and said coldly.

Xiao He, who raised his feet and entered the house, was stunned when he heard this, paused with his raised left foot, slowly retracted it, stood at the door, and said with a wry smile: Still angry, I am not far away from the city to meet you, there is no merit and hard work, and I am cold. As he spoke, he covered his heart with his hand, pretending to be heartbroken, holding on to the door frame and walking towards the room, looking at Ao Tianxue with a wicked smile.

"Phew, what a flamboyant apprentice" Ao Tianxue saw Xiao He like this, and scolded with a smile.

Seeing Ao Tianxue smiling, Xiao He straightened his waist and breathed a sigh of relief: It's finally deflated. After speaking, he sat next to Ao Tianxue, took the woman into his arms, and said with a long sigh of relief: You are finally back, during this period of anger, I can't sleep every day and night, I always dream of you, for fear that you will be hungry and thirsty. I'm afraid that the Montenegrin couple will be careless and not so thoughtful in taking care of you. I'm worried that you're in the deep mountains of the Miao people, and I'm worried about you. . .

Xiao He's worries seemed to be said all at once, but a white palm pressed his lips, and the woman's voice was slightly complaining. "What do you think I am, little child?"

The woman looked shy, leaned into Xiao He's arms, and her white hair was scattered on the man's red clothes, entangled with the black hair, black and white, which made people look a little obsessed.

"What's wrong with Qinyue, is that Miao Holy Son reliable?" Xiao He spoke.

Ao Tianxue got up when she heard this, her white clothes floated and flew, and the light in front of the window shone on Ao Tianxue, making her like a fairy, which made people obsessed.

"There is no other way, if there is a person who can detoxify in this world, I am afraid that the only one is the Holy Son."

At the same time, in the courtyard, a large iron pot was set on top of the flames, and the yellow flames kept jumping, scorching the big iron pot, boiling the water inside. The Holy Son stood in front of the iron pot, his face full of fear, and he didn't know how many women in the Qifeng family were cursing in his heart. If he knew that Qifeng's family had no relatives, he wouldn't know how to behave.

Just now, Qi Feng said to him with a smile on his face: This pot is specially prepared for you, and when the time comes, you will be put in it to cook and eat, and my sister's poison will be cured.

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