old scheming

The polished bronze mirror reflected the woman's face. Although she had a straight face, it could be seen from her eyes that she was vaguely looking forward to something.

Xin Yi watched unwillingly as she straightened her temple hair in front of the mirror. As the saying goes, a woman's appearance is one that pleases herself, and she has been doing it for a long time.Xin Yi was still holding a bowl of rejected morning dew in his hand. After being rejected for several days in a row, he did not give up.

"Ma'am." He insisted to the end, "This is your favorite morning dew. It is no different from what you usually drink, but what Xin Yi can guarantee is that it is absolutely safe." He stopped talking until here He knew that she would not listen to what he said to her now, so he could only remind her every day, hoping that she would open her eyes and see clearly who was the one who loved her.

"Okay, let's leave it here!" After finishing speaking, the mountain ghost noticed that the young man in red was unhappy, so he stood up and took his hand to comfort him: "It's hard work for you to pick the morning dew every day."

"It's not hard." He withdrew his hand, turned to leave, his legs were slightly trembling wet by the cold mountain mist, but what was even colder was his heart. The slave relationship is as simple as that.

When Xin Yi walked out of the cave, the man just happened to walk over with a bowl of something, greeted him nonchalantly, and walked straight in.

"Ah Ruo."

"Why are you here again?" The mountain ghost said angrily with a serious and unapproachable look.

Wang Qingping looked at the morning dew that had been left on the table for a while, smiled, but didn't speak, he had already felt her clearly in his heart.

"Today is Du Heng honey and morning dew, mixed with rose, peony, etc., the taste is sweet, and the focus is on beauty." Wang Qingping deeply knew that his tone was flattering and pampering, "Hurry up Drink some! The soil in our mountain is barren, and I found a lot of nectar outside, and my feet are going to break."

Du Ruo looked back at him, his shoes were covered with mud, and his trouser legs were wet with mist. He couldn't help but feel distressed, so he picked up the bowl, no longer hesitant as he was a few days ago, but drank it without hesitation.

She thought it was because she drank too much, and after a while, she hesitated, wanting to go out for convenience.

The corners of Wang Qingping's mouth were raised, as if he was a romantic son who would not expose his daughter's family's unspeakable affairs.

The mountain ghost went out with a face full of embarrassment, and came back full of joy, only to find that Wang Qingping was lying on the ground with his chair on his back, and the whole person was hugged into a ball.She rushed over at once.

"Qingping, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Wang Qingping gritted his teeth, "I'm afraid, the realgar poison has not been cleaned up."

"Then what should we do?" Du Ruo panicked like a teenager who didn't know what to do.

"Take a rest and you'll be fine." With Du Ruo's strength, he stood up and slowly returned to the bed. Du Ruo pulled up the quilt and covered him gently.

Seeing him half asleep and half awake, occasionally groaning in pain, Du Ruo frowned worriedly, moved a stone bench and sat by the bed for a whole day, and she didn't even notice that someone was coming behind him .

"Your Majesty, those ignorant people, are you going to let them go?"

"It's a joke! How can I, Du Ruo, let anyone who betrays me go away."

"Your Majesty, I can't wait any longer. I heard that there is a blacksmith who made Si Po."

"What? The ancient shield sacrificial poison?" Du Ruo thought for a moment, then glanced at the person lying on the bed, and said with a sneer, "So what if it is refined? Could it be that Su Mu covered the mortal body and made blood sacrifices to gods? "

"Your Majesty is right, but it's a pity that Su Guyao is going to die because of it." Seeing that Du Ruoken had a few more words with him, he couldn't help but take two steps forward and asked, "When is Your Majesty going to punish them?" ?”

"I originally planned to punish them today, but now that Qingping is ill, I want to wait until he recovers."

"Niang Niang..." Xin Yi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the mountain ghost, "Okay, you can step back first, don't disturb his rest."

Xin Yi was considering whether to go to the capital to find that person to persuade the empress, this Wang Qingping clearly had no good intentions, but he listened to Du Ruo's order: "Come back and take care of him."

Seeing her clutching her stomach and hurrying out, Xin Yi knew she was going to take a pee.

***

"Master Su, are you feeling better?"

Early in the morning, Su Mu sat on a stone bench in the medicine house courtyard, and the villagers who heard the news greeted him cordially.

"Old childhood illness, no problem, no problem." Su Mu replied.

Hua Xiangrong knew in her heart that the heart disease suffered by her elder brother is really rare, let alone a relapse, the days may be numbered.While arranging the herbs according to the method her grandfather taught her, she listened to Su Mu greeting everyone.

"Thank you for your concern, this junior is really fine." Perhaps because of getting up early these days, Su Mu's face was pale, and the corner of his mouth forced a smile.

Two villagers lowered their voices and said: "I heard that Mr. Su was hit by a sword, which caused his old illness to relapse."

"Oh? What's going on? Is the old witch of the mountain ghost here?"

"Hi! If it's a mountain ghost, what's the use of me telling you about it."

"That is?"

"Su Guyao." The man winked and stared, his face full of gossip.

"..." When the man heard this, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment. After a long time, he asked, "Why?"

"Why? An unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!"

"Anyone who kills his master and seeks rebellion will be punished by heaven!"

"I'm afraid I heard that smelting sacrificial poison requires the blood of Mr. Su's close relatives, so I left in fear."

"I heard that this Su Muzhe forced his apprentice to..."

"Freeze said!"

Gao Sheng listened to the two brothers scolding Su Guyao one sentence at a time, and shook his head lamentingly.With the sun rising, it was time for him to go home and continue to temper the sacrificial poison. If he hadn't heard that Mr. Su was ill, he would not have delayed the sacrificial poison for a moment.

The reason why he can continue to quench Sidu is because there is a bowl of blood in front of his door every morning.Because of this, he knew that the matter between the master and apprentice of the Su family was not as simple as it seemed to outsiders. At least Su Guyao did not leave out of greed for life and fear of death.

In the past two days, there has been a qualitative change in Sidu.A bowl of bright red blood that was still steaming was poured into the stove, and a flame three feet high sprang up, Gao Sheng was startled.The flame screamed and roared, as if a bound evil spirit wanted to break free.

It really is an ancient evil!Gao Sheng thought so, but he increased the strength of the hammer in his hand.

Hua Xiangrong waters the herbs with a ladle, and she will pick the herbs in a while, then dry them and put them away for later use. This is what Hua Lao Village Chief does every day when he is here.While pouring water, she wondered, although there is no cure for the elder brother's illness, the prescription she prescribed can relieve the pain, but why it hasn't worked for a few days!She went through the prescription carefully in her mind, and found that there was no mistake. She thought, it would be great if the elder brother was there.

At this time, Su Mu was pushing the door out. He didn't expect the sun to be so bright, so he subconsciously reached out to block it.

"Brother, how do you feel now? Does your heart still hurt?"

Su Mu grinned with slightly purple lips, "It's almost done, I'll go for a walk and take a breath."

"Then you have to go early and come back early. Remember not to run around or exercise vigorously."

"Yes." Su Mu agreed, and before leaving, he turned his head and said, "This medicine house has returned to its original appearance."

If everything is like the medicine house, it would be great if I could go back to the past. Time will always stay in Su Guyao's childhood, never reach him, even if I am trapped in the game and never get out, I am willing.

Su Mu closed the door and looked up at the word "Medicine Cottage". The first time he looked carefully at these two words was because a stranger glanced at them casually, and the herbs were fragrant. The second time was a few days ago, when Rong Rong was rescued. , the huge medicine house was empty, today was the third time, he found that the little girl before had grown up, and although she called "big brother" as she was when she was a child, she was able to take care of herself.

Either way, the road is full of flowers when you come, and the sun is still there when you go.

After Su Mu closed the door, the sword wound on his heart throbbed with pain.

Today is the eighth day, and the sacrificial poison has already taken shape, it is as lifeless as without a soul.Gao Sheng was sitting in front of the furnace, frowning.It is one thing for a person to be cremated after suffering from the plague, but it is another thing to see a living person being burned alive. It is a pity to think that Su Guyao is so young.

Hearing people say that Su Muzhe forbade Su Guyao's blood sacrifice in front of others, but later he used both soft and hard methods, even sacrificing his appearance, forcing Su Guyao to sacrifice. It is impossible to scold Su Muzhe.

The fire in the furnace burst out suddenly, but fortunately Gao Sheng dodged quickly and was not seriously injured.He only felt a burning smell of bird feathers, and when he came back to his senses, his hair and eyebrows were black and curled by the fire, and even black smoke was rising.

The door of the blacksmith's shop was pushed open, Gao Sheng sighed deeply, thinking that this evil thing knew that its prey was coming and couldn't wait.

Gao Sheng turned his head with a look of surprise. The one standing at the door was not Su Guyao, who was tall and straight in black, but Su Muzhe, who was in a light-colored robe, bleeding from his heart.

What made him even more curious was that Su Guyao was standing not far behind him with indifferent eyes.He stepped forward and called out, "Brother Gao."

"Hey!" Gao Sheng responded, with some guesses in his heart, but he was not sure.

Hearing Su Guyao's voice, Su Mu didn't seem surprised.

The fire in the furnace became more intense, and the flames spewed out seemed to have a force, pushing the unsuspecting Gao Sheng to the ground, and Su Guyao walked over to help him up in two or three steps.

The fire dimmed in an instant, as if it had encountered a monster more terrifying than itself.

"Is this the sacrificial poison?" Su Gu took a few steps forward, getting closer to the furnace, and the fire seemed to be darker, as if anyone who came blowing on it would extinguish it.

"You are not qualified."

Behind the two, Su Mu's weak voice came.

"You are not qualified for a blood sacrifice."