Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Just as the two were enjoying their meal in the palace with carved beams and painted rafters, Zhuang Feng hurried in, carrying a heavy medicine box, led by a young eunuch.

"Your Majesty." Zhuang Feng bowed.

Emperor Cangming nodded slightly and stretched out his slender hand with distinct joints, which looked like it was carved from white jade.

Zhuang Feng hurriedly lowered his head and stepped forward, carefully placing his fingers on his wrist. In an instant, his face became as solemn as a leaden cloud.

"Your Majesty, your body is now unable to utilize your internal energy. If the poison spreads again, even a Daluo Immortal will be powerless to save you."

Zhuang Feng's voice was filled with deep worry.

He was originally the heir of Medicine Valley, and was accidentally rescued by Emperor Cangming by chance.

In order to repay the favor, he has stayed in the palace for the past three years, racking his brains to think of various ways to detoxify him. It is definitely not because there are so many precious medicinal herbs in the palace!

However, there was no expression on Di Cangming's face, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, and there was no trace of emotion in his deep eyes.

Zhuang Feng sighed helplessly. How could one cure a person whose heart was dead?

He was not as afraid of Di Cangming as he was of other people in the palace.

On the way, he heard about the relevant situation from the young eunuch and also understood a little about Di Cangming's thoughts.

He still remembered the first time he met Di Cangming. It was in the lush mountains outside the capital. The young man was practicing sword in the deep and dense forest. He was agile and full of vigor, with a mighty and extraordinary man standing beside him.

At that time, his eyes were filled with admiration and yearning.

Later he found out that the man was General Quan, the master who secretly taught him martial arts.

But when they met again later, Di Cangming had changed. There was a deathly look in his eyes, as if the light he once had was swallowed up by endless darkness.

As expected, what the master said was right. The palace is a place where people are eaten.

Di Cangming's childhood dream was to fight in the battlefield like General Quan, but at that time it was difficult for him to stay alive.

"Poisoned?!" Quan Jiuxi suddenly exclaimed in shock.

Isn't it just a Gu worm? Why is it poisonous too?

Her delicate face was now filled with astonishment and confusion.

Zhuang Feng finally woke up from his dream and realized his gaffe.

If Di Cangming's illness were to become known, it would surely trigger a catastrophic disaster.

"Hahaha, I'm kidding! With me here, how can there be any poison that can't be cured?"

Zhuang Feng smiled awkwardly, trying to hide his inner panic with this dry laugh.

His smile was stiff and his eyes were wandering.

"No problem." Di Cangming lowered his eyebrows slightly, his expression calm as water, his pale skin showing a slight luster, and his thin lips pursed lightly, revealing a hint of coldness, "I believe in General Quan."

"How is Your Majesty's health?" Quan Jiuxi asked anxiously. She took a small step forward, her eyes full of anxiety and worry.

Don’t die before completing the mission!

Di Cangming slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Quan Jiuxi on the side, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

"It's heartbreaking." Zhuang Feng's tone was full of melancholy, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of helplessness.

Quan Jiuxi was slightly startled, "What is heartbroken?"

Zhuang Feng: “…”

"It's a notorious poison from the previous dynasty. It's a mixture of eight poisonous herbs. The order in which each poisonous herb is added cannot be wrong. With my ability, I can only suppress it..." Zhuang Feng's voice was low and heavy.

"Who did it?" Quan Jiuxi asked closely.

"The person who poisoned us is no longer alive." Zhuang Feng sighed, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

"Xiaoyi, is there any way to solve it?"

"Sir, I can't, but I know someone who has the antidote!" Xiaoyi puffed out his chest proudly.

"Where?" Quan Jiuxi asked impatiently.

[It's in the hands of the Poison King Qiu Qing. His senior brother is the one who poisoned it. However, his whereabouts are elusive and no one can find him. But who am I? I am the most powerful system...]

Xiaoyi spoke incessantly, his face radiating with confidence.

"Stop talking nonsense and locate!"

[Sir, I'll check right away. He's just... He's just west of the capital, but he's leaving soon!]

Xiaoyi's voice also became hurried.

Upon hearing this, Quan Jiuxi stood up without hesitation and rushed out the door like the wind.

"Hey, General Quan, where are you going?! I haven't finished speaking yet?" Zhuang Feng shouted anxiously.

"Looking for someone!" Quan Jiuxi said these two words decisively, and then she flashed like a light swallow, using her lightness skills to disappear from everyone's sight in an instant.

Di Cangming sat on the high seat, his eyes closely following her leaving figure, slowly raised the wine glass in his hand, and took a sip of wine.

Then he turned to look at Xiao Fuzi, who was already sweating profusely from fear, and said slowly: "I, didn't I just say that General Quan will return to the mansion for confinement..."

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down Xiao Fuzi's forehead. She was very nervous and didn't know how to answer.

How should he respond to this? Should he chase her? Could he catch up?

"Your Majesty, maybe General Quan returned to the mansion to look for... someone." Xiao Fuzi stuttered.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Cangming raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled. His laughter was particularly clear in the silent palace.

This 'Quan Jiuxi' is really interesting. He doesn't even take him seriously.

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, and he gently turned the wine glass in his hand, lost in thought.

……

Quan Jiuxi flew out of the palace at lightning speed, and a moment later, he landed steadily in front of a desolate and dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

As she stepped into the temple, the scene before her made her frown slightly.

I saw an old man with disheveled hair and a ragged little beggar arguing over a dirty steamed bun, neither of them giving in.

"Is this the old man?"

This old man's name is quite delicate.

[Sir, that little beggar is...]

Quan Jiuxi: "..."

Then, Quan Jiuxi strode forward and grabbed the collar of the little beggar who was still wolfing down his steamed buns with great disdain.

"Are you Qiu Qing?"

Qiu Qing's body instantly stiffened as if she had been electrocuted, and a storm of emotions surged in her heart.

Where did this person come from, seeking revenge? How could he be discovered so easily?

"Speak." Quan Jiuxi's voice became colder.

"Sister, I don't understand what you are saying..." Qiu Qing shrank back in fear, looking pitiful, as if she was extremely frightened.

However, deep in his seemingly innocent eyes, a barely perceptible hint of cruelty flashed across his face.

"The antidote to heartbreak." Quan Jiuxi went straight to the point and spoke briefly, staring straight at Qiu Qing.

Qiu Qing was stunned when she heard this.

How could anyone know this?

Who is this girl in front of me?

"I don't have it." Qiu Qing's originally childish voice suddenly became hoarse and low like an old man, and his tone was full of determination and resistance.

Why should he give it to him? This is a relic left to him by his senior brother! He usually treasures it so much!

"Don't give it to me? Then go die."

Killing intent surged in Quan Jiuxi's eyes, and he clamped Qiu Qing's throat tightly with his backhand like an iron clamp, with such force that it seemed as if he could crush her bones.

"Then let's try it!" Qiu Qing narrowed his eyes, kicked his legs, and suddenly waved his sleeves. In an instant, countless fine powders spread rapidly like smoke.

"Cough cough." Quan Jiuxi coughed due to choking, and increased the strength of his hands a little more.

What the hell? Playing with flour?

Qiu Qing's eyes widened in disbelief. How could this be possible? This was a deadly poison!

Xiaoyi happily spun around Qiuqing, "Humph, with Xiaoyi here, how could the adults get poisoned?"

"Why don't you take it out?" Quan Jiuxi shouted.

"Take it! Take it! Take it! Lady, please spare my life!" Qiu Qing was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly took out a bottle of medicine tremblingly.

He played with drugs all his life and lived to be over ninety years old, relying on this wisdom of cherishing life.

Senior brother, I’m sorry for my life.