You died to save me, I promise you a lifetime

The Duke's wife was confused for a moment.

"Why write a notice?"

Lin Xiuye ​​patiently explained, "First, we need to find a good doctor. As long as they can cure Jin'er's poison, we will not ask where they came from.

The second is to ask the people to provide clues about the people in the Divine Doctor Valley. Anyone who can provide useful clues, once confirmed, will be rewarded with 500 taels of silver. A large reward will surely bring courage."

"That's a good idea! I'll write more tomorrow and post them all over the streets and alleys of the capital."

Lin Xiuye ​​embraced the Duke's wife and said, "Don't be too anxious. Don't let Jin'er fall down again before she's fully recovered."

"Jin'er is my life. As a mother, I wish I could take his pain for him." The Duke's wife was in tears.

Lin Xiuye ​​patted her back gently and said nothing more.

The study room of Prince Zhan's Mansion.

Zhao Jingchen leaned back in his chair.

Mr. Xu walked around the study, stroking his beard.

After he had spun around ten times, Li Mingzhao finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Mr. Xu, please stop spun. You're making me dizzy."

Shang Jue burst out laughing: "Mr. Xu is interested in the poison."

Rong Chunlin reminded him, "Even if you're interested, you can't save him. He's the one Miss Mu wants to kill. Miss Mu poisoned him herself. If you try to cure him, wouldn't that be undermining Miss Mu's reputation?"

Elder Xu smiled and said, "I just heard about this powerful poison and my hands are itching to do it. He's the one the prince and Miss Mu want to kill. How can I really help him detoxify?"

Zhao Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "I heard that the poison was prepared by one of her subordinates. If you are really interested in it, I will let you two learn from each other when we have the chance."

When Mu Yunge was mentioned, a smile appeared on Zhao Jingchen's cold face. "If I'm not mistaken, that Netherworld Purple Lotus also belongs to that girl."

At this point, Mr. Xu was overjoyed. "That's great! I didn't expect Miss Mu to have such a remarkable person under her!"

Zhao Jingchen nodded slowly. "The female guards under her command are orphans she took in at the border. I heard that each of them possesses special skills."

Li Mingzhao's curiosity piqued. "Miss Mu has this support and countless ways to send that playboy to hell. Why would she still get engaged to him?"

Shang Jue slapped him hard, "Stupid! Didn't she reject his proposal three times? And then there was the imperial decree granting the marriage. Do you want her to go against the will of everyone in the general's mansion?

As for why she didn't send that dude to hell, it might be because she hadn't reached that point before, and now that a series of events have happened, she's reconsidering it."

Li Mingzhao said excitedly, "Your Highness, Miss Mu's people have such ability. Why don't we make those who have poisoned you also experience the feeling of being poisoned one by one?"

Shang Jue pretended to knock again, "Don't mess with your ideas and ruin the prince's plan. The prince is a patient who is hanging on to his last breath. We should just watch the show."

Li Mingzhao raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more, okay?"

Zhao Jingchen looked out the window and said, "Alright, it's late, let's all go! Chunlin, keep an eye on the person you want to watch!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! Their every move is under control."

The general's mansion is Xianyunju.

At midnight that night, Mu Yunge, who was sleeping soundly, dreamed of the past wedding again.

This time, she was a bystander in her dream, watching scenes chaotically replaying before her eyes.

She saw Lin Jinhao whipping her, and saw the Dragon Shadow Guard in the wedding procession suddenly grab the necks of the four maids in the east, south, west, and north, as well as Nanny Jiang and the others...

"No, no, Anbei, Annan... run, run quickly..."

An Bei, who was on duty at night, was awakened and hurried forward to call her: "Miss, wake up!"

Mu Yunge sat up suddenly, clutching his chest and gasping for breath: "Anbei, I had that dream again."

"Don't be afraid, Miss. It was just a dream. That damned Lin Jinhao has been poisoned by us and can no longer harm anyone."

Mu Yunge came back to his senses at this point, "What time is it now?"

"The Zi hour has just passed, and the Chou hour has begun."

"At the beginning of the first hour of the first lunar month? According to An Su, that bastard's poison attacks at noon and midnight, and he just had his attack now. Haha... What retribution!"

An Bei agreed, "It hurts more each time than the last. It would be more satisfying to kill him with pain than to kill him."

Mu Yunge remembered what An Su had said, that only she and the genius doctor Gu Xu Lao could cure the poison, but Xu Lao was in the prince's mansion, so it was impossible for him to detoxify her.

He can only wait for death in pain, he deserves it!

His grief and anger were appeased, and Mu Yunge said to An Bei, "I'm fine now. Go to sleep. Maybe there will be good news tomorrow."

"Good news? He's not going to collapse and commit suicide right now, is he?"

"He hasn't experienced despair yet. He can't commit suicide now."

The master and servant went back to bed and had a good night's sleep.

At the beginning of the Mao period, Mu Yunge got up as usual to do morning exercises, and then went to have breakfast with the old man.

"Grandfather, is there any good news today?"

The old man chuckled and shook his head: "No, there can't be good news every day. At this stage, we are just watching the show. Since we are watching the show, we must remain calm and not be impatient."

"I see. Mom is making underwear for Dad and my brothers. I'll go help make some small things like socks."

"Okay, let's go!"

Mu Yunge returned to Xianyunju and wrote a small note to Annan: "Ask Huihui and the others to take it to the grocery store."

Annan took it and said happily, "Miss, is there any new mission?"

"Delivering the letter is the new task." Mu Yunge deliberately kept the secret.

Seeing An Nan pouting as she left, Mu Yunge was in a good mood. "An Bei, let's go to Qingfeng Court to learn needlework."

An Bei suppressed his laughter and excitement and followed Mu Yunge out.

The young lady is going to find an expert to teach her sisters martial arts!

An Bei was genuinely happy to have the opportunity to improve the women's team's martial arts skills.

For a long time, the women's team has been restricted by their martial arts. If they can improve and move as freely as Ling Feng, then what can stump us?

Mu Yunge saw the smile on An Bei's face that he couldn't hide, and smiled too.

He reminded, "Don't tell anyone about finding a martial arts master for now. I just mentioned it to the prince.

His staff is currently dealing with those people. If there is no one available to teach us, we can slowly find the right person. There is no rush."

"Anbei knows, don't worry, Miss!"

Qingfengyuan.

Guo Shu sat in front of the window, threading the needle quickly with her hands. When she saw Mu Yunge and his servant coming, she nodded.

"Mother, did you finish the one you did the day before yesterday?"

"Well, it's done. This is for your elder brother." Guo Shu said without stopping her hands.

The master and servant quickly sat down, picked up their needlework and did their own work.

Mu Yunge took the time to glance at Guo Shu and said, "Mother, you are also the daughter of a military commander. Why are you so good at sewing?"

Guo Shu laughed, "Who told you that a military commander's daughter can't be good at sewing?

Your grandmother always said that as a woman, no matter how high your position or power, you will inevitably have to sew and mend clothes for your husband and children in the future.

I was born weak and couldn't learn martial arts, so I just followed your grandmother and learned needlework."

Speaking of his grandmother's family, Mu Yunge's thoughts drifted away.

"It's been a while since I heard from my grandmother and the others..."