"You should take antidote every day to relieve the chronic toxins in your body, but you didn't take any antidote today, so the toxin broke out.
But what I want to tell you is that if the poison in your body is not processed within half an hour, even the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save you after this time. "
Meng Zhuoer quickly let go of the man's hand.
Yue Zhiting didn't expect that she could see it.
This chronic poison is so subtle that even the imperial doctors in the palace cannot detect it.
If he hadn't met the master by chance, he might not have known that he was suffering from a strange poison.
His thin lips tightened: "Then what can you do?"
"Of course there is, just wait."
Meng Zhuoer looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the persimmons on the tree. Then she ran into the grass again...
Yue Zhiting frowned, wondering what she was going to do.
Less than half a cup of tea, the grass shook, and the girl pushed aside the weeds and came out, and she actually had a snake in her hand...
Viper.
Bamboo leaves are green.
Yue Zhiting's face changed slightly: "What are you doing?"
"I'll detoxify you."
Yue Zhiting is suspicious.
The girl looked childish, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was not timid in the face of this three-finger-thick venomous snake.
She neatly pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed it into the snake's body, picking apart the snake's flesh and accurately picking out the snake's gallbladder.
A legitimate daughter of a famous family who was raised in a boudoir could kill snakes for their guts even more neatly than a butcher.
While Yue Zhiting was meditating, Meng Zhuoer knocked a persimmon off the tree with a stone, broke it open, stuffed the snake gall inside, and then handed him some unknown flowers and plants.
"What?" He was disgusted.
"There's so much nonsense, naturally I'm here to detoxify you. I'm a doctor. You can eat these things together to relieve the toxins in your body."
Meng Zhuoer directly pushed the thing into his hand.
There was no way, the existing medicinal materials were too limited, so she could only do this.
And let him eat snake gall alive?
Yue Zhiting was not very willing.
"Hurry up, it's okay if you die, don't make me die too."
Meng Zhuoer urged him.
A man can feel the toxins in his body attacking his internal organs.
Time is really running out.
In the end, he endured his nausea and ate all those strange things.
Seeing that he was almost fainting from nausea, Meng Zhuoer stepped forward and patted him kindly: "Don't look like you've eaten shit. Do you know how many people have asked me for delicious food?"
"Do you think this is a delicacy?" The man chuckled. The corners of his lips were clearly raised, but the murderous intent in his eyes was intense. "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you."
Meng Zhuoer had never seen any big storms, but when faced with the opponent's strong aura, he had no confidence: "There is no stove nearby and there are no ingredients and side dishes, so you can only eat them raw! You should thank God for the detoxifying malan grass here. And persimmons with plenty of vitamin C, otherwise your life will be long gone.”
"you……"
The man wanted to say something else, but suddenly his blood boiled and his sore throat came menacingly.
He spit out black blood.
The man almost fainted, gritted his teeth and clenched Meng Zhuoer's hand sinisterly: "You...what on earth did you feed me?"
"You hurt me."
Meng Zhuoer struggled, and at the same time, a shout suddenly came from behind: "Let go, Your Highness——"
At the same time, a short arrow shot towards her quickly.
With a whoosh, the short arrow grazed Meng Zhuoer's earlobe and was firmly inserted into the tree.
I saw about a hundred guards coming forward quickly. Meng Zhuoer shook his head and saw about ten more swords pressed against his neck.
Meng Zhuoer froze and looked quietly at the man in front of the tree.
Your Highness?
I didn’t expect that he was still a prince.
The man was also looking at her, with a strange luster in his dark eyes, half-smiling.
"What did you do to His Highness?"
The leading guard was furious and wanted to kill her.
Meng Zhuoer smiled ironically: "Without me, your Highness would have died long ago."
"Just you?"
The guard obviously didn't believe it.
The imperial doctor, who was out of breath from running, hurriedly checked the man's pulse: "The toxins in Your Highness's body have been relieved, and you are fine."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Zhuoer squinted her eyes and looked at the man without saying a word.
"Go down the mountain."
Yue Zhiting signaled the guards to help her up, but her eyes fell on the girl, with a hint of meaning, "Take her with you."
Meng Zhuoer's hanging heart dropped.
The guards took Meng Zhuoer away.
Yue Zhiting was about to leave, but suddenly she caught a glimpse of the silver hairpin on the ground.
Guard Xia Yu understood, picked it up and handed it over.
The man fumbled with the silver hairpin with his index finger.
The snake blood on the hairpin has dried, but the hairpin still seems to retain the warmth of a girl.
He suddenly smiled and looked at the woman who was being escorted in the distance but was not yet proud.
A girl from Duke Meng's mansion?
interesting.
…
Back at the inn halfway up the mountain, Yue Zhiting listened to Xia Yu's report about the assassin.
"This time you were assassinated, and we have found out who did it. One of the assassins has been caught. After being tortured, he entertained Eunuch Mao who asked him to do it."
"Empress Min?" He sneered, "It's not a surprise."
At this time, there were guards outside who wanted to report something.
Yue Zhiting allowed entry.
The guard said respectfully: "Your Highness, that lady has run away. Do you want to catch her back?"
"Run away?" Yue Zhiting looked at the silver hairpin on the table thoughtfully and chuckled, "No, can she leave any message?"
"The lady asked for a clean set of clothes, stole a horse, and left, leaving a letter..."
The guard hesitated.
Yue Zhiting frowned: "Say."
"Your Highness, you can see for yourself."
The guard handed over a note.
Yue Zhiting took it and took a look. The drawings were filled with bastards.
"..."
Hot spring villa.
Meng Yifei saw Meng Zhuoer fall off the cliff with her own eyes. She was panicked at first.
Meng Yuqing loved Meng Zhuoer very much.
But after thinking about it, if Meng Zhuoer died, then the bride of Jinnan Palace would be found. It would be just right for the two dead people to make a couple.
Thinking about it this way, Meng Yifei is no longer afraid.
They are both grandpa's granddaughters. Is it possible that the old immortal could still kill her and bury her with Meng Zhuoer.
Now, the most important thing is to get His Highness the Second Prince.
Meng Yifei was soaking in the hot spring wearing a bellyband, filled with smoke; when Yue Zhichen changed into bathing clothes, he saw a beauty soaking in the water.
It is said that the second young lady of the Meng family is plump and a top model. Now that I look at it, it is indeed true that he specially booked this villa without leaving any outsiders, and slowly 'enjoyed' it.
Yue Zhichen leaned over and pinched Meng Yifei's chin: "Dressed like this, do you know what it means?"
"I will listen to His Highness in everything... I want to be His Highness's woman."
Meng Yifei responded shyly and obeyed, which made Yue Zhichen particularly satisfied. She lowered her head and kissed Meng Yifei's lips.
But at this moment, Yue Zhichen suddenly turned his head and saw a girl squatting in the corner, eating a persimmon, staring at them with bright eyes.
Yue Zhichen's face suddenly turned green: "Bold, who is there?"
Meng Yifei was also startled and shrank into the water.
"Nonsense, there are only three servants and masters here, who else could it be if it wasn't me, Meng Zhuo'er."
Meng Zhuoer took a big mouthful of soft persimmon and said, "You don't need to see anyone outside, just keep going... I quite like watching the live version of this kind of thing."
