Gu Ning got Chu Yanhuo's acquiescence, walked up to him, took out a silver needle and stabbed at the Taiyin acupoint, Hehuan acupoint, Qihai acupoint and other acupoints without any delay.

After half a cup of tea, seventeen silver needles trembled at the same time on the acupuncture points, and in an instant, the medicinal fragrance filled the surroundings.

"Lord Wang, I have helped you suppress the Gu poison temporarily, and I hope you will keep your promise."

Gu Ning took back the silver needle, and her thoughts couldn't help but go back to her previous life, the master treated her as his own, and spared no effort to teach her medical skills, and later in order to protect her, he died in the hands of Situ Yu and Ning Xuan'er......

Thinking of this, her eyes were instantly filled with ice.

Chu Yanhuo propped up his body, lowered his eyes and closed the exposed robe, the pain on his body completely dissipated, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, "This king will do what he says." ”

Although his face is expressionless, his heart is actually extremely complicated.

I didn't expect her to really be able to alleviate her Gu poison.

His Gu poison, doctors all over the world say that there is no cure, but she has such a creation at a young age.

Chu Yanhui's eyes darkened slightly.

Suddenly, a sharp, dull sound exploded in the distance, one after another, from far and near!

The sound of the cannonball at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet!

Gu Ning came back to his senses, straightened his thoughts, raised his eyebrows and looked at the sky outside the courtyard, seemed to be smiling, turned his head to him and said, "Lord Wang, farewell." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw her tiptoe sweeping towards the wall, and flying away into the distance.

Chu Yanhuo looked at her departing figure, her eyes were as deep as water, and the needle technique just now, for some reason, gave him a very familiar feeling.

The emperor attaches great importance to the birthday of the queen mother, and promised that officials can bring their families to participate, because the banquet is full of people, so it is not lively.

Officials and their families sat on both sides, toasting and celebrating, and their faces were joyful.

Today, the emperor's permission is not divided between monarchs and ministers, and the queen mother and the emperor have not yet come, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo, and everyone's conversation is also endless.

"This birthday feast is so grand that it is comparable to a gluttonous feast." A young man dressed in a high-ranking official costume raised his glass and looked around, sighing with emotion.

"Fortunately, the daughter of the Prime Minister didn't come." The person next to him smiled and joked, "Otherwise, no matter how delicious the food is, it will be difficult to swallow." ”

There was a snort not far away, and the man shook his glass, his eyes full of mockery.

"Who can afford her in Shangjing, she looks disgusting, she has no face and no skin, and she stalks the three princes every day." His tone was contemptuous, as if he remembered something, and his brows were furrowed together, obvious disgust.

"Every time she sees the Three Princes, she is like a pug, serving tea and pouring water to be courteous, and those who don't know think that she is the maid of the Three Princes!"

When the words fell, everyone burst into low laughter.

"It's said that it's the maid of the three princes, it's too much to elevate her, right? Don't look at what she looks like! If you have a veil on your face every day, you must be afraid of seeing people with abscesses on your face! ”

"It's a pity, they still have a marriage contract."

When everyone said this, they all looked at Situ Yu, who was sitting on the right seat in front of him and drinking tea.

He has a good appearance, a gentle face like jade, and he wears a white robe to show the temperament of a handsome man, and he has his own style when he holds up the teacup.

They all secretly regretted in their hearts, and they didn't know who muttered a word.

"It's a flower stuck in cow dung."

Situ Yu paused with his hand holding the teacup, he didn't know if he heard it or not, his eyes swept over the gloomy color, and he sipped the tea without saying a word.

Suddenly, a familiar figure fluttered in front of him, and he raised his head, his eyes containing a soft and doting light.