Even though Yu Wenjing had regarded Nangong Yuanyi as a close friend very early on, no one wanted to touch his book because it was of great significance to him. At this time, his teeth were chattering with anger: "Give it back to me."
Nangong Yuanyi turned a deaf ear and gently opened a page. The font inside was in Juanxiu small regular script. He knew at a glance that it was not Yu Wenjing's handwriting. At first, he didn't pay attention to it. He only thought that Yu Wenjing was a close disciple of Poison Saint. He What I wrote might be helpful to An Xiyue, so I brought it out casually.
Except for the parts marked by An Xiyue, the writing is indeed beautiful, but which of his junior sisters wrote it?
Nangong Yuanyi's eyes showed a cunning look, and the corners of his lips curved gracefully with an unknown meaning. He glanced at An Xiyue and then said, "You just said you asked my friend for help."
An Xiyue thought he didn't hear it at first, and even if he heard it, he didn't remember it in his heart. His expression suddenly froze slightly. Seeing the cunning look in Nangong Yuanyi's eyes when she was reading the medical book, she guessed what Nangong Yuanyi meant by asking her directly.
Immediately, An Xiyue saluted Yuwen Jingfu in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, with incomparable reverence in her eyes, and said directly: "Master, please save my mother, she has been poisoned by a very rare poison..."
Yu Wenjing snorted coldly without even looking at An Xiyue, and shouted grumpily: "I can only harm people but not save them. What does your mother have to do with me whether you want to live or die? Besides, I have no time..."
An Xiyue did not feel resentful or blush because of Yu Wenjing's outspoken words. Instead, she smiled calmly and said slowly: "The little girl has read the book on poisonous medicine written by the young master countless times. When it comes to poison, I believe Yuwen No one can match the young master. When it comes to medicine, the young master is just a little bit behind..."
An Xiyue was still proud of what she said. The calligraphy was in regular regular script of "Juanxiu". Judging from Yu Wenjing's temper and behavior, this calligraphy should not have been written by him, unless it was someone else. And it is more likely to be a woman. A woman who can combine medicine and poison into a book must be a powerful woman. Seeing how precious he was, this woman must be of great significance to him. An Xiyue figured out Yu Wenjing's temperament in just a moment.
Then he added: "The name of this book may seem strange, but it has its own mystery."
Suddenly, Yu Wenjing was startled, and then he looked at An Xiyue who was standing steadily. He only heard An Xiyue continue: "Actually, medicine and poison are completely separate. It's just that the pages are different. It's easy to distinguish them with a slight change." Yes, I also admire that there is such a sensitive woman in this world."
I saw that the woman was wearing a light-colored dress, with a light green skirt fluttering in the wind. She looked pretty and lovely, her eyes were clear and deep, and her temperament was calm and calm. She had not put on any makeup, but she already had the appearance of a country and a city, and her cherry lips were slightly hooked. She had a decent smile, moved forward and retreated appropriately, and showed no pretentiousness of ordinary women at all.
Yu Wenjing is also considered a proud man of heaven. He has seen countless beauties, including the one who is buried deep in his heart. He once thought that no one in the world could understand this book, but he did not expect that a little girl could decipher this book in just a few words. The mystery of the book.
Yu Wenjing no longer looked as playful as before, and a heavy look suddenly appeared on his handsome face. When he thought of that figure, he felt pain in his heart, so he forced a smile and said: "Nangong Yuanyi told you, I didn’t expect that in addition to his despicable behavior, he also has a bad mouth.”
Nangong Yuanyi felt like he had been shot while lying down. Although he had known Yu Wenjing for many years and had good friendships, he was not interested in Yu Wenjing's personal life, including his relationships, so he never paid attention to it. He just saw that he was about to This book is placed in a very important place in the study and is well protected. Yu Wenjing does have a deep knowledge of poisons.
At this time, Nangong Yuanyi's eyes as dark as obsidian shot towards Yu Wenjing coldly. Next time he comes to Kyoto, he will definitely not entertain him again. Drinking his food and eating his food are just like feeding dogs. It's not that he can't feed him. .
Nangong Yuanyi glanced at Yu Wenjing with disdain and didn't want to say anything to him, but what he didn't expect was that An Xiyue was so clever and could find out Yu Wenjing's pain points simply by reading a book. But he also became curious about who the woman Yu Wenjing liked was.
An Xiyue saw that Yu Wenjing had misunderstood and that he must have stolen the book to help her. She felt a little embarrassed and said slowly: "Your Majesty, can I borrow a pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"
Nangong Yuanyi's eyes brightened slightly. He didn't know what An Xiyue wanted to do, but he still smiled and said, "Miss An, please."
In a moment, An Xiyue and Yu Wenjing were brought to a paradise with a unique paradise.
Here you can hear the sound of flowing water and the crisp chirping of birds in the forest. The exquisite bamboo and wooden house. In spring, flowers are blooming here. Smelling the fragrance all around, it just makes people feel relaxed and happy. She doesn't I thought that Qinzhu Yayuan was so unique and elegant.
There was a book boy who was slowly preparing desks, pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Yu Wenjing sneered and said in a sinister tone: "No matter what you do, I will not detoxify your mother."
An Xiyue's expression was cold and contented. She just waited for the rice paper to be spread out and then wrote silently without any hurry or hurry.
At this moment, rows of neat regular script fonts suddenly appeared on the rice paper. The words were written beautifully and the writing was smooth and strong.
For a moment, Yu Wenjing's disinterested pupils suddenly widened as wide as a bell, full of disbelief, and said in surprise: "How do you know, you, you..."
An Xiyue didn't stop writing and stood beside the desk, as if he had never heard of it. On the large desk, the two pieces of rice paper spread out were clearly the contents of Poison and Medicine in the Poison Doctor's book, and they were written verbatim. Presented on rice paper.
At An Xiyue's speed, she would have written down all these two parts silently in two days at most. This was the result of Yu Wenjing and the goddess in his heart who had been studying for a long time, but it was actually plagiarized on the spot in front of him. How can this make Yu Wenjing feel at ease?
Nangong Yuanyi looked at the woman who was as beautiful as her brilliance, and the corners of his lips slightly raised into a bright smile. It seemed that the book he was holding in his hand was no longer Yu Wenjing's unique manuscript.
An Xiyue only wrote a small part silently, and then stopped writing. She really shouldn't keep other people's achievements in her mind without her own consent, but she wanted to save her mother too much, and she blamed her for giving birth. A pair of eyes that never see anything makes it difficult not to remember.
Yu Wenjing narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Who else have you shown this book to?" If he killed someone to silence him, he was afraid that Nangong Yuanyi would not agree, so he thought about it and let it go.
