"Hmm~··· "Zi, Zi······

If there is no movement, it echoes in the room.

Dongfang Liren stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, leaning sideways against the door and listening carefully, trying to distinguish the situation inside, and after waiting for an unknown amount of time, something strange appeared in the room.

First, the night terror hall breathed a little heavier, and then Miss Fan said, "Huh? Woo······" A few times, then silence.

Dongfang Liren blinked, a little unclear, and was about to push open the door to take a look, when he heard the sound of rustling inside, and then the sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near.

Knock knock knock······

Dongfang Liren hurriedly stood up straight, and as soon as he made a casual look, the door in front of him opened.

Squeak~

Fan Qinghe's face turned red and his clothes were a little messy, he opened the door, and found Dongfang Liren standing at the door, so he hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves, and ran over with his head down.

"Miss Fan?"

"I'm fine, I'm ······ I ······"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Qinghe ran downstairs, and then there was a sound of fetching water by the well in the backyard of the inn. “.·····”

Although Dongfang Liren did not take the initiative to help push the watermelon, the color embryo in the house had tried it by herself holding the fat-headed dragon when she was lying down.

She estimated that Fan Qinghe was careless, and her chest was also dirty, and she didn't break it at the moment, and quietly entered the house.

Although Fan Qinghe was embarrassed by the toss, he was still very conscientious as a doctor, and the bed was neatly packed up, and the night terror hall was covered with a thin quilt.

Night Terror's face still hasn't returned to normal, but compared to Fang Cai's qi and blood surge, it is still much better, and he sleeps quietly with his eyes closed, and he can't see the slightest color embryo. "Hmph·····."

Dongfang snorted, came to sit down in front of him, leaned forward, and pinched the face of the night terror:

"Hello? Wake up. ”

Night Terror's eyelashes moved, and then he opened his eyes sleepily:

"Your Highness ······".

Dongfang Liren looked back, and saw Fan Qinghe running up with a bucket, and went into the next room to wash, so he quietly leaned in his ear and asked in a low voice:

"Were you awake or did you really fall asleep?" Night Terror Hall didn't lose consciousness in the first place, but he was just dizzy and a little dizzy. At this time, he asked stupidly, and he considered it:

"Dizzy, I can feel the outside world, I can't open my eyelids, I'm half asleep, I'm half awake, huh······ Wake up. ”

No

Dongfang Liren knew that this was the case, and when he saw that Night Terror Hall spoke very lightly, he held his wrist and carefully examined it, it can be seen that the qi and blood have been pressed down a lot, but the body is very weak, it should be that the body is detoxifying and recovering on its own, and the consumption is relatively large.

Seeing this, Dongfang didn't bother too much, lowered his head slightly and nodded on his lips:

"Sleep in peace, don't worry too much, we will pay attention to safety."

Night Terror Hall was indeed very tired, so he didn't say anything more at the moment, and closed his eyes again······

Boom~

In the next room, Fan Qinghe soaked in the bathtub, relying on cold water to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart, and he didn't know how many times he rubbed his hands on his grandmother.

But the traces left by the Night Terror Hall seem to have penetrated into the bottom of my heart, and I can't go back no matter how I wash it······

But if you want to say that you can't think about it, it's not like it, after all, I've been held and rubbed before, this time it's just that the contact parts are different, and the matter is urgent······

He is ignorant, should he remember? If I bring it up tomorrow······

Fan Qinghe was thinking wildly, but he felt that he couldn't be his aunt, and before he could think of a countermeasure, there was a knock on the door:

Knock knock~

Fan Qinghe shrank slightly, obviously worried that she would come to her after waking up from the night terror, but fortunately, the voice of the queen came from outside the door immediately:

"Miss Fan?"

"Oh, I'll be right out."

Fan Qinghe hurriedly got up from the bathtub, wiped himself clean, put on a new wrap skirt, took a look in front of the mirror, and only after making sure that his expression was not abnormal, he opened the door.

Dongfang Liren is still the queen's cold demeanor, and there is no pot that he can't open to mention what happened just now, and slowly walked into the house:

"The Night Terror Hall has already slept, her body is empty, and she shouldn't be able to recover in a short time, let's take turns to take care of it in the past two days, Miss Fan is familiar with this area, tell me about the situation nearby."

Fan Qinghe closed the door, and when he saw that Dongfang Liren didn't mention her grandmother's matter, his heart naturally relaxed a little, and he returned to the calm demeanor that a female doctor should have, and sat down next to the tea table:

"King Zuo Xian is too busy to take care of himself now, and ordinary soldiers come to inspect, but they can't help me wait, and it's nothing to rest in the town.

"However, the matter of Snow Lake Flower is imminent, as soon as the Night Terror Hall recovers, he will go to the Xihai Metropolitan Protectorate to trouble King Zuoxian, and the odds are really not guaranteed."

Dongfang Liren naturally knows that Zuo Xianwang is powerful, although he is at the bottom of the martial saints, but he is also a martial saint at the bottom, if he is not strong by one or two percent, where can he guarantee victory.

What's more, the Night Terror Hall is still half a foot outside the door now, and it is theoretically a few points weaker than Zuo Xianwang.

Dongfang Liren thought slightly: "Lu Taiqing stared at the Northern Liang National Teacher, he can't come at the moment, and when Shizun and Gonggong Cao come, they can't play a role in reversing the situation, and they can only rely on night terrors at present." If you can't grab this trip, then it will be difficult to do······"

Fan Qinghe raised his hand to pour the tea, thought for a while, and suddenly looked at the two boxes on the table:

"When I was in Wuzhou before, Zhang Jinglin, a medicine maniac in Beiliang, gave me the pill prescription of Tianlang Zhu, although other medicinal materials are also valuable, they can still be found in various departments of the West Sea, and no one can take out half a catty of snow lake flowers.

"Tianlang Bead can quench the body and expand the qi veins, the night terror hall has already eaten, the muscles and bones will not change, but the expansion of the qi veins will still take effect after all; Although it is a bit wasteful, it can be exchanged for the first warehouse of Zuo Xianwang with the half catty of snow lake flowers that I snatched, and overall, it is still ······ It's still a bit of a loss...

Fan Qinghe said and hesitated. After all, the reason why Tianlang Zhu is against the sky is that it allows people with ordinary roots and bones to be reborn, and there is almost no bottleneck before entering the unity of heaven and man, as long as the follow-up cultivation can keep up, a Tianlang Pearl is about equal to a top combat power.

And the expansion of the qi veins is only an incidental effect of the Tianlang Bead, and it is even dispensable, after all, skill can be obtained by diligent study.

Eating Tianlang beads to increase your strength is no less than casting a knife handle with dragon scale stones, and the effect is indeed there, but no matter how you think about it, it is an act of destroying the heavens.

When Dongfang Liren heard this, he understood what Fan Qinghe meant, and he was secretly thinking about it in his heart.

Snow Lake flowers are limited, even if this year's harvest is exaggerated, get a hundred catties, and divide it into the northern and southern dynasties and the Western Sea departments, plus it has to be managed for sixty years, it is also a treasure that is difficult to find, not to mention half a catty, half a tael is enough to make her flesh ache.

However, Zhang Jinglin, a medicine maniac, created the 'Snow Lake San', although the medicinal effect is not as good as the Snow Lake Flower Baiyi, and the healing time is quite long, but the Qi Pulse Dark Injury is not a terminal illness after all, and the demand for Snow Lake Flowers in the future will inevitably be much smaller.

Moreover, if the Night Terror Hall can really skyrocket in a short period of time, there will be no risk of successfully entering the threshold of the Martial Saint to deal with King Zuoxian, the total amount of Snow Lake flowers remains the same, but the Southern Dynasty can obviously get a lot more, which is obviously desirable for Great Wei.

For this reason, Dongfang Li thought about it and asked:

"Since you don't need to quench the warp and forge the body, can Miss Fan change the recipe and use less snow lake flowers?"

Fan Qinghe shook his head at this and said: "The reason why Tianlang Zhu can increase its power by the way is because it makes people "break and then stand", first rely on the strong medicine to tear the qi veins, and then rely on the snow lake flower to protect the meridians and continue the miraculous effect of the restoration, so back and forth, the qi veins are expanded and consolidated.

"The prescription is a reproduction of Zhang Jinglin's research for many years, and the dosage of medicinal materials is strictly particular, either add or subtract, if only some of the medicinal materials are reduced, it will destroy the balance, either it will not work, or it will become a strong poison."

Dongfang Liren frowned slightly: "It means that if you reduce the amount, it will become "Daliang Zhu", and if you increase the amount, it will become "Fulang Zhu", but the proportion of medicinal materials can't be changed?" ”

Fu Lang Zhu?

Fan Qinghe thought this statement was quite interesting, and said:

"Tianlangzhu is already the limit that ordinary people can bear when they have been warming their bodies since childhood, and if they practice the Ming Dragon Diagram, they may be able to withstand stronger medicinal properties, but they are not safe. Well

······ Do you want me to try one? ”

Fan Qinghe is a witch in the western frontier, refining medicine and raising Gu is her own job, and she is very interested, and now she has medicinal materials in her hands, and she needs them urgently, so she is really moving.

Dongfang Liren turned his head to look at the next room and asked:

"Are Miss Van sure? These two boxes of snow lake flowers were snatched by Miss Fan and Night Terror. ”

Fan Qinghe patted his chest and said: "It's not difficult to refine medicine, it's rare to have recipes and medicinal materials, I have a recipe and there is no shortage of medicinal materials, if I can blow up two furnaces in a row, I will compensate myself to the Night Terror Hall." ”

Dongfang Liren felt that this was not much different from no compensation, but seeing that Fan Qinghe was so confident, she still nodded and said:

"Anyway, it was robbed, since Miss Fan is sure, let's try it, it can really be done, and the next thing is safer." Start refining now? ”

"To refine medicine, we have to go to the Xihai Metropolitan Protectorate, where there are people from the Winter Hades Department, and the medicinal materials can be found in the alchemy furnace······ But I have to wait until I wake up from the night terrors, and discuss with him first, lest he discipline me to make a mess of my own affairs······"

"This king is his boss, and if I nod these things, he will have to nod. Okay, Miss Fan, let's rest first, let's change shifts at noon······"

"Okay·····."

In the early morning, a convoy from the direction of Tianlang Lake, after the army's investigation, drove into the east gate of the Xihai Metropolitan Protectorate.

The more than thirty guards who accompanied him only dared to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had crawled back from the ghost gate.

On the carriage, Hua Junchen, who didn't dare to close his eyes all night, opened the window of the carriage and ordered:

"Hua Ning, you go to Zuo Xian's Mansion to report, Zuo Xian Wang is currently in no mood to meet guests, just invite the housekeeper out to sit down······"

"Yes, I'll go ······"

In the carriage in the back, Hua Qingzhi, who was dressed as a scholarly lady, lifted the curtain and looked at the street scene of the former northwest royal capital.

Luzhu leaned in front of the young lady, looked at the wide street outside, and sighed:

"I thought that Western Xinjiang was a poor place, but now it seems that there are still prosperous areas, this kind of big city, it is really not uncommon for a powerful literati······"

Hua Qingzhi felt the same way, and read softly:

"The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and my heart is uneven. Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city······ If it weren't for the destruction of Wang Tingguo twenty years ago, this place should be no worse than Yanjing and Yun'an, and all the hundred years of accumulation were destroyed in the war, leaving only an empty city, which is really a pity. ”

"yes."

Miss Green Beads tightened her shawl so as not to freeze, and then looked at the palace in the north:

"Anyway, if the Northwest Royal Court is not destroyed, will the Night Prince be the prince or the monarch and live there?

Hua Qingzhi looked at the gorgeous and magnificent Northwest Palace, and sighed softly:

"Before Jiazi, the imperial court made a surprise attack on the land of Longxing, which caused chaos in Western Xinjiang, and King Tianlang retreated into the inner belly of Western Xinjiang and did not live here. Even if the country is not destroyed, Yegongzi should have been born on horseback and lived without a fixed place with his father.

"But the identity must be there, the Northwest Royal Court follows the ancient etiquette and calls the prince Gongzi, which should be called 'Gongzitang' or ·····something."

Lu Zhu nodded thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, and said curiously:

"With the talent of the night boy, he must be the king of Zhongxing, and he can become a generation of heroes; If the court can't beat it, and they talk to each other, and then they will be friendly or something, does the young lady have a chance? ”

Hua Qingzhi was a little amused when she heard this, and raised her hand to flick it on Luzhu's forehead:

"What does the two dynasties have to do with my Hua family? If you want to marry the princess of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Queen of Yun'an, maybe she will be sent to this foreign country by the Southern Dynasty, and she can't be a princess, she can only be a side concubine······"

Lu Zhu was slightly puzzled: "The queen of the Southern Dynasty can't be the princess?" Who is the princess? ”

"Lord of the Winter Underworld. The Winter Hades and the Chi Chi have been married for generations, and if there is no national annihilation, the Night Prince will definitely marry Zhu Zong of the Winter Hades as his wife······"

"I remember the Winter Hades King, who is the same as Princess Tianlang, right? If it is really married, wouldn't it be a ····· to raise a nephew as a father-in-law."

"The Emperor's House, just be right, where will you pay attention to these..."

The two of them were so gossiping that they unknowingly came to the vicinity of the Xijiang Chamber of Commerce in the east of the city.

The Xijiang Chamber of Commerce is a wealthy businessman from all over the Northern Liang, and the organization established in the Xihai Metropolitan Protectorate is convenient for trade communication with each other.

Although Hua Qingzhi is the granddaughter of Mrs. Hua and has a prominent background, she calls herself Miss Wanbaolou to the outside world; Wanbaolou has a very large business, and has dealings with the Xihai Tribes, and there is also a little industry here, and the place of this trip is in his own shop.

With the news of Tianlang Lake into the Xihai Metropolitan Protectorate, there was an uproar in the city, although the three sects and nine streams did not dare to discuss it openly, but behind the scenes, it was rumored that King Zuo Xian had lost his troops and the situation was worrying, and after walking a few steps, he could hear pedestrians talking secretly.

Hua Qingzhi sat in a carriage, listening to the conversation of pedestrians outside along the way, and soon stopped outside the two-story pavilion with the sign of 'Wanbaolou', and her father Hua Junchen came over and admonished:

"For my father, go to the black market and inquire about the next door, and you will stay honest in the shop and don't run around. Although the city is safe, it has not been peaceful in recent days······"

Hua Qingzhi sat in a wheelchair and responded helplessly:

"I'm having problems walking, and I can't run if I want to, so don't worry, Dad."

"Alas, don't keep mentioning this stubble, wait here to find all the flowers, and in a few months you will be able to run all over the ground. Go inside, don't suffer the cold·····."

After Hua Junchen finished telling his daughter, he took a few entourages and joined the crowd in the market.

After Hua Qingzhi saw it off, she was pushed up the steps by the green beads, and entered the spacious shop, and the shopkeeper inside hurriedly greeted her:

"Miss, can you be considered to be here on the way, okay? The room has been arranged, and the eldest lady will ·····."

Hua Qingzhi came for the first time, looked left and right at the store, and felt a little too deserted. However, Wanbaolou sells KitKat, and it is normal for business to be bad in the poor land of Western Xinjiang.

Hua Qingzhi was pushed to the rear residence, thought about it and suddenly asked:

"I heard that the last time Wanbu was gathered, the store sold a sundial made of a thousand machine doors?"

The old shopkeeper touched his beard when he heard this, and recalled slightly:

"It's true, it's the steward Xiao Wang who set up a stall in Langxuan City to sell, and he met a wealthy high-roller, who opened his mouth to ask for a hundred taels, and he didn't pay back the price and took ······it directly." A hundred taels? ”

When Hua Qingzhi heard this, her expression stiffened slightly, and then she became serious:

"That sundial, the price is five taels, I Wanbaolou does business, and I am honest and honest, how can I sell ·····customers at such a high price."

"Alas, the eldest lady misunderstood, I naturally know the rules at home, but the freight of doing business in Western Xinjiang is a big head. Yanjing sold five taels of silver, and sent it to Langxuan City after all kinds of dangers, if it was still sold for five taels, wouldn't it become a loss-making business. Since the high roller can dig out the silver, he knows it...

Hua Qingzhi naturally knows this truth, but it is not a big deal, it is still too dark to multiply it twenty times, she doesn't know that she also slaughtered Ye Gongzi ruthlessly, and she is embarrassed in her heart.

Luzhu didn't know the story behind the sundial, and when she heard the shopkeeper's words, she asked:

"The frost produced by the Xihai Zhubu is very expensive in Yanjing, is it cheaper here?"

"That's nature, like these things that only rich and noble people use, they are all profiteering, transported out of the winter underworld, and sent to the shops in Yanjing layer by layer, and the price is normal for dozens of times. If the eldest lady wants, I'll buy a few boxes later, Xiaonan Street is full of medicinal herb merchants, and there are ······ wherever they are."

"Where can I use up a few boxes, I'll go buy two boxes for Miss later······"

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