I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Sannai limped and clapped her hands and laughed out loud: "Child, where is your sister? Why hasn't she come back yet?"

The little table was still in a daze. It had just been hit hard by the stone and its head was buzzing.

"I know but I won't tell you. What...what do you do?"

Xiao Zhuo rubbed his sore neck and shouted angrily.

Shi Tou got angry when he saw him like that, Puh, Puh, Puh, Puh!

Several women gathered around the small table and moved to one side.

After a moment, a loud laugh came from the other side.

"Child, take us to find her!" Aunt Song suddenly felt full of strength.

Xiaozhuo took them directly to the Zhengguo Handicraft Workshop.

A group of people walked out of the alley in a mighty procession, leaving a table alone on the ground with some untouched tea and snacks.

Liang Yuyao and Danfeng's carriage was at the end. When passing by Magnolia Courtyard, Danfeng glared at the gate with disgust.

Landian was in the yard, gritting her teeth in anger.

Mrs. Gui smiled and said, "A bunch of peasants, really makes people look at them with new eyes! Go find someone to follow them and see where they are going!"

……

Ji Xiaobei gave Fu Jichang an intramuscular injection in the morning. Fortunately, there was no reaction for the whole day.

She finally let go of the worry in her heart.

She fed Fu Jichang lunch and dinner.

That damn thing Heita brought the food into the room and ran away as if he was being urged to do something.

Ji Xiaobei couldn't stop shouting.

In the past, when the meal was ready, Heita would rush into the house to feed his master.

What happened? They suddenly became less active. When they saw that their master was about to make a move, the servants became less active.

Humph! I won't let him die. I'll skin you alive when he's well.

Fortunately, Fu Jichang was quite cooperative and feeding him was not that difficult. He was just very weak, so weak that he was too lazy to even open his eyes.

Ji Xiaobei pulled the quilt up for him, stood up and prepared to look for the black tower.

It’s so late, I don’t know where this damn kid has run off to.

Ouch, ouch, tomorrow she would have to strip off his underwear and give him an injection. She didn't want to do this job anymore.

She didn't want to look at his body again.

This morning, due to nervousness, my eyes were only focused on the small area where the needle was inserted. It is hard to say whether I will look at other places after I become familiar with the procedure.

She looked at Fu Jichang's handsome face with lingering feelings and cursed: My eyes have been pure all my life, but you have ruined them...

I don't want you to be responsible. When you get better, just give me some more gold and silver.

Ji Xiaobei opened the door and suddenly saw two figures running quickly to the side room.

Ji Xiaobei was wondering why Huang Po and his mother's legs and feet were becoming stronger and stronger.

She lifted her legs and went to the side room.

Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Huang were sitting on the kang, panting and stroking their chests.

Heita lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, trying hard to reduce his presence.

Lian Feng had two silver needles stuck on the top of his head. He looked like a Teletubbie, staring with his big, confused and ignorant eyes. He looked at his godmother, then at Mrs. Lin, and then at the black tower.

I wondered: Didn’t they say they were going to see Master Fu? Instead, they were scared back by a rat.

He looked at Ji Xiaobei and asked, "Miss Ji, did you cure Master Fu's poison in one day?"

Ji Xiaobei: "I solved it, but not completely. Don't ask me. You won't understand it even if I ask!"

Lian Feng shook his head, the two antennas on his head, no, the silver needles dangling back and forth, and said seriously: "Why shouldn't I understand? Don't forget, I made the poison!"

Huang Po slapped him on the back of the head and cursed, "If it weren't for you, Xiaoyao wouldn't be like this now. Do you want to die?"

Lian Feng shut up and stopped talking.

Ji Xiaobei: If we find the person who stole the poison, we may be able to find the person who assassinated Fu Jichang.

"Don't you want to find out who stole the drugs?" Ji Xiaobei asked Lian Feng.

"Of course I do. I can't go back in this state now." Lian Feng moved his weak legs.

"I still have a lot of drugs in my cellar. If they are stolen by criminals and kill innocent people, I can't do anything..."

Before Lian Feng could finish his words, Mrs. Huang slapped him again, knocking off one of the antennas on his head.

Lian Feng screamed "Ah".

Lian Feng made poison and occasionally tried it on himself, hoping to make himself immune to all poisons.

Mrs. Huang felt his pulse and thought he looked unwell, so she tried to use acupuncture to force the poison out of him.

Lian Feng was happy to be a test subject, and his only request was that Huang Po teach him acupuncture.

"Go back now and destroy all your drugs!" Ji Xiaobei said.

Lian Feng was startled, and he pulled out the silver needle from his head and threw it on the ground, saying with red eyes: "No, unless I die!"

Ji Xiaobei was delighted: She just wanted to test him.

"In order to prevent the drugs from being stolen again, go back and bring them here now!" Ji Xiaobei said as he took a step back.

"Really!" Lian Feng was pleasantly surprised.

Huang Po looked at Ji Xiaobei worriedly: Isn’t that the same as letting the tiger go back to the mountain?

Humph! Let a tiger I can control go back to the mountains!

Without saying anything, Mrs. Huang inserted two needles into the back of his neck and quickly removed the silver needles.

Lian Feng felt as if someone had hit his vital point, and he felt weak all over. The little bit of free strength was just enough to support his body.

"Bei, you don't have to go, we can go!" said Huang Po, pointing at the black tower.

Huang Po was worried about Ji Xiaobei's health.

Ji Xiaobei had other plans, so of course she had to go.

Heita stayed at home to take care of Fu Jichang, and they had to ensure Fu Jichang's safety.

Ji Xiaobei and Lian Feng went together.

It was dark and the road was long, and she was afraid that Huang Po could not hold on.

Mrs. Lin did not stop it because she was sure she couldn't stop it.

She only told Ji Xiaobei: Run away when you encounter danger, and never fight hard!

Ji Xiaobei gave her a smiling face in reply: Your daughter is most afraid of death, don’t worry!

Ji Xiaobei took out a nightgown from the space and put it on. It was bought for her by Zheng Guo.

As soon as Lian Feng walked to the door, he heard the sound of hurried horse hooves.

Ma Debiao roared.

Ji Xiaobei: It’s so late, why is Ma Debiao here?

Two carriages stopped at the door and a group of people rushed down from the carriages.

"sister……"

"Sister Xiaobei..."

"Xiaobei..."

"north……"

Mrs. Lin rubbed her eyes, scratched her ears, and looked at the group of people in amazement.

Huang Po pinched Lin Po beside her, but she didn't feel any pain. She asked with lingering fear: "Lin Po, am I dreaming?"

Mrs. Lin, who was strangled and woke up as if from a dream, stepped hard on Mrs. Huang's foot.

Mrs. Lin stumbled forward, hugged the stone and shouted, "Oh, God, why are you here so late at night? What happened at home?"