When Wei Lan returned to his life, he was ready to be severely punished. Unexpectedly, Mo Gongzi was only silent for a long time, so he waved his hand to let him step back.

Wei Lan, who consciously escaped the catastrophe, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and ran into Wei Cang, who came back from outside.

"Commander, Childe's mood today seems to be quite good?" He staggered forward and helped him.

"I guess so." Wei Cang said as a matter of course: "The son found Mrs. Luo, and he was naturally relieved in his heart. ”

As the Lord's personal guard, who hasn't heard of a few things that the Lord and Mrs. Luo must say?

Mrs. Luo was born so beautiful, her skills are first-class, and it is rare that she also has a hand of medical skills in the flesh and bones of the living dead, when everyone discusses it in private, they all feel that the two are really a match made in heaven.

It's just that the marriage of the Lord involves a big plan for the future, and it needs to be weighed in many ways, and it must not be decided easily. No matter how good Mrs. Luo is, her status is too low, and it is impossible to become a candidate for a wife.

For this matter, the guards have a lot of thoughts.

Mrs. Luo has a deep affection for the Lord, if she can be by the Lord's side, he will look down on itself, it is an irresistible honor, and she should not care about any name.

It's a pity that someone in the bureau is far from their three views, although they are all colleagues, but they don't have the same world with each other.

For example, Wei Lan, when he recalled Luo Qianhuai's attitude of putting people thousands of miles away, he seemed to understand something.

"Does Mrs. Luo already know about the marriage between the son and the fifth lady Lu?"

"Childe didn't want to hide it from her." Wei Cang nodded, and suddenly realized the meaning of his words: "Lady Mo Feiluo played tricks in front of her son for this?" ”

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Wei Lan muttered about Luo Qianhuai's rejection of him and the gift, and said: "Commander, I don't know who that Lu Wuniang is, but Mrs. Luo saved the lives of her subordinates, even if she becomes a housewife in the future, if she dares to bully Mrs. Luo, her subordinates will not stand idly by." ”

"I'm up to you!" Wei Cang slapped him on the head fiercely: "You don't know the ability of Mrs. Luo, you need to come out?" Look at it, no matter who the future master mother is, it can't be that Lu Wu Niangzi. ”

He no longer paid attention to Wei Lan, and limped back to his life.

Mo Gongzi sat alone in front of the desk, the window was wide open, facing the two extremely valuable double-petaled green calyx plum blossoms in the courtyard.

The fragrance of the breeze squinted into his nose, and he squinted at the phoenix as if he saw the man leaning against the tree.

Beautiful eyes, clever smiles, between looking at each other, there are all kinds of charms.

It's just that when he left, the apricot eyes were black and white, and there was no longer his shadow.

Mo Gongzi has known since he was a child that if he wants anything, he needs to take great pains to calculate, plan, and work hard.

He came from the most illustrious court in the world, soaked in the most vile and cold poisonous juice, and finally struggled to survive, how could he be spotless.

His internal organs, hair and bone marrow, have long since become dark and translucent. Those selfish calculations, suspicions, and manipulations have been kneaded into his flesh and blood, and have become his innate instinct.

He can't change it, and he can't abandon it, because to deny those instincts is to completely deny his life for more than 20 years, which is no different from self-destruction.

The suspicion born at that time was just a knee-jerk reaction, but it still hurts to see her become alienated and indifferent because of it.

But perhaps, this is the best answer for each other.

The road he was going to walk was pitch black, and the stars and moon were dark, but she was different, and she should not be trapped in this furnace of heaven and earth with him, unable to see hope or stop scheming.

If it can be cut off from this, it can not only complete the past, but also not aggravate the bond.

The snow falls silently, and the rivers and lakes are far away. Since then, the end of the world has ended, the temple is lofty, and the path of death and life is different.

Wei Cang waited for a while before he saw him come back to his senses. As cold and noble as a snow-topped Qionghua, and as lonely and indifferent as a dark night star, the short-lived weakness of the previous days was all abandoned, and the whole person exuded endless majesty.

"Childe." He knelt down and said respectfully: "My subordinates have already arranged it, and then Lu Wuniang will not have anything to do with you." ”

The afternoon sun is just right for drying ginseng. Luo Qianhuai picked a suitable place and carefully placed the three-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng that would not be seen in later generations, with a hint of piety in his expression.

Then, she began to concoct bear bile.

Bear bile enters the liver, gall bladder, spleen, and stomach four meridians, clearing heat, antispasmodic, brightening the eyes, and killing insects. It can treat fever and yellow, summer diarrhea, children's convulsions, chancre disease, roundworm pain, eyelids, laryngeal paralysis, nasal erosion, boils, hemorrhoids and sores and other diseases.

It's a pity that in her previous life, due to animal protection, she had never really used this medicine, and naturally she didn't know the actual curative effect.

The bear bile in front of you is about 15 centimeters long, showing a long flat oval shape with a thin upper and lower round, transparent and bright like amber, which is the highest grade of bear bile, commonly known as gold gall or copper gall.

Luo Qianhuai tied the upper part of the gallbladder, cleaned it and dried it, carefully removed the grease attached to the gallbladder, and then flattened it with a wooden board, and hung it in a ventilated place to wait for it to dry.

After doing this, she summoned Yan Shu and Yan Ning to check the progress of the two of them in reciting the "Neijing" in recent days.

Yan Shu is older, not only has he learned all the words, but his comprehension is also stronger, and he has memorized most of the "Neijing", compared to Yan Ning's progress is much worse.

Luo Qianhuai randomly drew a few articles to take the exam, and the two of them memorized them very fluently, which made her quite satisfied, and by the way, she answered the questions that the two had accumulated over the years.

After doing these things, Xingjiu, who went out to find out the news, also returned.

"Zhu Niangzi was still detained in the Yi court, but Zhuang Rate was let back."

Luo Qianhuai frowned: "Zhu Niang is the bitter master, if she is detained, what about the prince of Jizhou, is he acquitted?" ”

"Here's the blame." Xing Jiu said: "I heard Zhuang Yu say that the prince of Jizhou was put in prison, and he has confessed his guilt after being tortured. When I came back, I saw the king of Jizhou driving into Changlingyi, and I thought that I should be there to ask for someone. ”

Luo Qianhuai was quite surprised: "Huo Yu is such a person who is not afraid of the powerful, I used to look down on him." ”

Xing Jiu was not so optimistic about this: "No matter how much I did before, it was a trick, probably just to force the king of Jizhou to go out and beg him personally, so that he could push the boat down the river and do personal favors." ”

This is a possibility with a very high probability, and it can also explain the reason why Zhu Niang is still detained by the way. Luo Qianhuai couldn't help but look at Xing Jiu with admiration.

"Childe, what do you have to say about this?" She asked, a little regretful that she didn't go in front of him and beat the side drum for Zhu Niang.

In any case, the fundamental reason why Zhu Niang and the people in the wine shop will cause this disaster is because of the unenvious immortal wine she provides.

There is no good or evil in wine, but it is difficult to fathom people's hearts. Luo Qianhuai will not take the initiative to put the evil done by others on his head, but he will inevitably care more for the victims.

At this moment, in the Zhou Mansion of Rongkang Fang, there is a burst of people turning on their backs.

Zhou Xiaolangjun, who has been frail and sickly since he was a child, has been unconscious, and he is about to die.