Wooded woods.

Seven stood respectfully in the middle of the woods.

Seeing Sheng Han, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen the Lord." ”

Sheng Han stood in front of him with his hands in his hands, looking at the falling leaves, his voice was blurred, "No. 6 is still with Su Muyao?" ”

"The sixth brother has always stayed with the young lady to protect her safety."

As Seven's voice fell, I felt a chill rise in my back.

He lowered his head, and even his breathing was unconsciously lightened.

"Tell Su Muyao that if she dares to do anything to the Dongqi royal family and everyone in Danfu, don't blame this seat for being ruthless."

The indifferent and cold voice makes people shudder.

No. 7's scalp was numb, and he said respectfully: "Yes, Lord." ”

He raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Sheng Han's back without saying anything, "Lord, No. 8 died in the hands of Mo Yingyan, you ......"

"He is not as good as others, and he deserves it." Sheng Han's expression was cold, "In this area, it is forbidden for any medicine puppets to appear in the future." ”

No. 7 was stunned: "But Lord, No. 9 is now in the critical period of refining, and if it moves, it may fail." ”

Sheng Han turned around and looked at him with a faint look in his eyes, "This seat has been in retreat for ten years, and you have forgotten who the master of the Poison Valley is. ”

The clear and cold voice is blown away by the wind.

No. 7's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and he knelt down without hesitation: "The lord will always be the master of the poison valley, and his subordinates will transfer all the medicine puppets." ”

Sheng Han hummed lightly: "If No. 6 betrays, he will be killed directly." ”

As the words fell, he threw a small white porcelain vase in front of Seven.

No. 7 felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Lord, the sixth brother has been protecting her only because she is a young lady......"

"Okay, what kind of virtue is Su Muyao, I don't know if this seat will know?" Sheng Han interrupted him lightly.

"Inform me, in the future, if the people of the Poison Valley harm the Dongqi royal family and the people of Tanfu without the permission of this seat, they will melt a bottle of corpse water first."

Number Seven's heart sank, and he responded, "Yes, Lord." ”

"I'm going to Mancheng, you go to find the delicate gall, the blue marrow, and the Zhiyang grass." Sheng Han paused, "Secretly search, don't let anyone know." ”

Cold poison was the poison he had refined casually back then.

He didn't remember what it had been used in the first place.

He had probed Mo Yingyan's pulse just now, and the little girl's medical skills were good, and she controlled the attack of cold poison, so that Mo Yingyan could suffer less from the pain of some poison.

However, because Su Muyao gave him a Heart-devouring Gu and fell off the cliff, he used his internal force.

The cold poison attacked, even if it was sealed back to the Shentan acupoint by the little girl in time, it could only last for a month.

Within a month, he couldn't solve the Heart Devouring Gu, and he had to waste a bottle of corpse water.

Just now, I used internal force to change the pulse of Mo Yingyan.

The little girl probed the pulse, and she would not notice that he only had one month left to live.

Seven lowered his eyes: "Yes, Lord." ”

"Go, before dawn, remove them all."

......

On the wooden table, a bowl of black medicinal juice exudes an indescribable taste.

Su Ruotang pinched his nose, and was a little suspicious that Mo Yingyan would be bitterly killed even if he was not poisoned.

After a moment's struggle, she picked up the medicine bowl.

It's all death anyway, let it be fate.

Inside the house, Mo Yingyan's naked upper body was covered with a thin quilt at will.

He was still unconscious, and his eyebrows and eyes were pale, adding to his sickly and broken beauty.

Su Ruotang admired the magnificent male color, put down the medicine bowl, simply pinched Mo Yingyan's chin, and poured the medicine into it with a slightly rude movement.

In the TV series Heli, feeding medicine to the mouth is what the love brain can do.

Dead friends don't die poor, and it's not you who is sick, so why wronged yourself.

Not long after the entrance of the medicinal liquid, Mo Yingyan's whole body began to tremble.

Pale complexion, gradually turning pale.

Su Ruotang was not flustered, took out the deep sea sinking silver needle, lifted the quilt, and quickly stabbed into the big hole in his chest.

After about half an hour, Mo Yingyan's body gradually stopped trembling, and his face returned to pale.

Su Ruotang breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and lay on the side of the bed like a prostration.

Sheng Han carried a bag of clothes and stood by the window, "Go and soak in the hot springs." ”

Su Ruotang covered his mouth and yawned, and a layer of mist appeared in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, "Men's and women's clothes?" ”

"Women's clothing."

"Sister-in-law?"

The corners of Sheng Han's mouth twitched, and he threw the clothes to her, "Your mother." ”

Su Ruotang caught the clothes and looked at him with a subtle expression, "Sister love plot? ”

Sheng Han didn't bother to pay attention to her, turned around and walked towards the next room.

Su Ruotang opened it and looked at it.

The silk dress with hidden gold and silver embroidery threads is the favorite style of the noble ladies in the capital in the past two years.

Her white fingertips gently rubbed the begonia flowers embroidered on the beige dress.

Sheng Han ......

What is the relationship between you and the mother of this body?

After thinking for a while, he really couldn't dig out Sheng Han's character from the memory of the original owner.

Su Ruotang simply gave up.

After all, Sheng Han has no ill will towards her now.

When she should know, she will know.

After covering the quilt for Mo Yingyan, Su Ruotang took the dress and walked to the bamboo forest behind.

Shortly after she left, the man's fingers resting on the futon moved slightly.

The thick and slender tails of the eyes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

Mo Yingyan's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is pitch black.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and opened them again.

It's still pitch black.

As if realizing something, he clenched the futon with his ten fingers and called softly, "Tang'er? ”

In response to him, there was a quiet sound of a falling pin.

Mo Yingyan lowered his eyes and slowly raised his hand.

The clear knuckles of the fingertips fall at the tail of the eye.

"Awake?" Sheng Han pushed the door and walked to the side of the bed, looking at Mo Yingyan condescendingly.

When he met his dull red eyes, the tail of his eyebrows was slightly raised, "Blind? ”