"Let Yun Shui bring all the herbs he found and clean up here." song Ningyu took a deep breath and swept the dusty ground with footprints and the spider covered beam. At this time, he can't go back to Cloud City. The news of Gong Zilin can't spread, otherwise, Tang Congress will be in turmoil again!
Yun Shui is familiar with the world's intelligence and is not difficult to be with Lou Huo. However, in a few days, he collected most of the drugs in the three pages of rice paper, which surprised song Ningyu.
"Ah Lin, you must live and live well." the reason why she tried her best is because she knew that after the victory, she and Gong Zilin would have a happy future.
Feng stood at the corner with her eyes down quietly. Song Ningyu was lying by the bed, looking at a book quickly in her hand, which seemed to be related to poison.
Song Ningyu gave the huge lark to Jinyue. The lark looked resentful and took Jinyue to transport the medicinal materials. Although there were not many medicinal materials, there were fine pieces. Buddha falling flowers were just one of the small medicinal materials. Things such as not old fruit and Kirin fruit appeared one after another.
The dark clouds pressed the air and caged the courtyard. The food brought in was not moved on the table. It was dark in autumn. The faint aroma of rose flowers filled the low courtyard. The bamboo forest outside the courtyard was rustled by the wind. The strong wind knew the strong grass. The flower pots placed on the corridor in the courtyard were blown to the ground.
The wind hurriedly closed the window that crackled in the wind, closed the door that was destroyed under his palm, and lit a bright paper lamp. The room was taken care of by the dark guard of the wind building, which was somewhat elegant and exquisite.
Song Ningyu suddenly put down the book in his hand. The bright light of the paper was brighter than usual. Perhaps it was for this reason that he felt that Gong Zilin's face was better lying in bed. Feng stood by the bed and muttered slightly.
"Take the water snake caught by Jin Yue." song Ningyu stretched out his hand and pulled the newly brought quilt upward for Gong Zilin. There was a dry smell of flowers in the room, and the smell of food spread faintly with the smell of flowers in the room.
The wind nodded in response, opened a slit in the door and went out. The water snakes were packed in a linen bag and put in a bath bucket. The fierce wind rolled in with the dry and cold rain in autumn. The wind put down the bath bucket and turned to close the door. However, after a short time, the whole person was wet and reflected a slender and strong body line under the light.
The bath bucket was placed in the center of the room. In the fine woven yarn bag, you can still see those black and white snakes surging in the water, spitting blood red letters and staring at her with gloomy eyes.
The sound of flowerpots outside was blown down by the wind. Song Ningyu held her arm and raised her eyebrows: "it seems that today's wind is really big."
"Mistress, go down and solve it." the wind carried the long sword in his hand. In the past, he still had a soft look. He was full of killing intention. He glanced at the people lying on the bed, and his eyes became colder and colder.
He had learned everything from the imperial concubine and empress. It turned out that song Ningyu was here because of these water snakes. He always believed that the master would not have an accident like this. Song Ningyu looked coldly on the water snake and said coldly, "remember to leave a few for experiments."
Who sent song Ningyu? At present, she doesn't have the time to ask. She needs an experiment. She wants to know what role her blood plays after all! Didn't Gong Zilin live well when he changed blood there before? Then Gong Zilin should also have the function of her blood. Why
There was a sound of swords outside the door. Fortunately, song Ningyu ordered Jinyue to bring a group of dark guards in the yard, otherwise it would be hard to say tonight.
The sharp blades collided with each other and found that the sound of metal was extremely harsh. Song Ningyu swept the mouse that quickly climbed over the beam, and the silver needle in his hand shot out. It was a silver guy. It didn't look like a mouse, but seemed more like a mink. It fell at song Ningyu's feet and stared at her with a pair of watery black grape eyes.
His nose twitched slightly, his eyes became wet, and his four claws caught together uneasily.
Song Ningyu picked up the little guy in his hand and slowly put the little guy on the big bath bucket. The black-and-white snake in the bath bucket vomited blood red letters and stared at the little guy. It made a greasy sound because of the group's peristalsis. He opened his mouth and exposed poisonous fangs. The little guy kept shaking in Song Ningyu's hand.
Squeak
"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for throwing the little guy in directly." song Ningyu raised her eyebrows coldly, took the little guy in her hand and fell into the bath bucket for a few minutes. A gray shadow rushed over and took away the little guy in Song Ningyu's hand with lightning speed.
Standing by the window stroking the little guy in his arms, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "old man, as soon as I heard that the boy was dying, I rushed over and killed several horses. That's what you did to me, old man!"
Song Ningyu held his arm and looked at him coolly: "drunk medical immortal, as far as the palace knows, you are in a Yunjian tavern in Yuncheng. How many horses will you die when you come here from Yuncheng?"
Originally I wanted to visit him. Who ever thought of such a thing today!
Drunk doctor Xian was not embarrassed at all. He touched his beard and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I can't imagine that you haven't seen him for half a year. You have made a lot of progress, little girl. However, it seems that you are colder than before. I guess this boy can stand you! The little boy outside has also been good recently, and his skills have improved a lot."
"He was bitten by this kind of water snake. Please take a look for him." song Ningyu lowered his eyes and looked at Gong Zilin's dark lips, feeling uneasy.
Drunk doctor Xian finally put his eyes on Gong Zilin, touched his beard, shook his head, sighed, nodded and couldn't laugh or cry. When song Ningyu was about to beat him, he finally said something!
"Little girl, don't worry too much. What should be good will always be good. What shouldn't be good will not be good."
"Get to the point!" what's good! Even if it is bad, song Ningyu will turn it into good!
"The point is to mourn, old man. I'm tired to death. Find a place to sleep first. Don't expect... Alas, what are you doing? Do you want to do something to an old man like me? I tell you, I'm drunk..."
Bang! The sound of the door was broken by one hand. The old doctor accompanied the song with the rolling word from the house and banged into the huge Wutong tree.
The people in the yard were stunned. What's the situation?
I saw the old man struggling to stand up in the rainstorm, twisting his waist and stomach and swearing: "it's really bad patience. The old man hasn't finished his words yet! That boy is really a blessing in disguise. Forget it, don't mention it, don't mention it..."
He shook his hand and walked towards the door.