As soon as Qi Yuan finished speaking, An Yi felt a murderous intention coming before he could react.
888 stood beside Qi Yuan, looking at An Yi with eager eyes, and stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of An Yi's sword.
Upon seeing this, An Yi subconsciously drew his sword but found that he couldn't do it at all. Just when An Yi wanted to speak, he was shocked by 888's next move.
888 held the tip of the sword and broke it with force. An Yi felt a strong twist. If he didn't let go, he would be dislocated.
"Isn't it just martial arts? It seems like no one can learn it." 888 let go of his hand and glared at An Yi fiercely.
how? The person who bullies him is so damaged that he can't beat him? He looked for herbal medicine whenever he could, and even threatened his family in front of him.
This is looking down on it 888!
Qi Yuan patted 888 on the shoulder, "The swords worn by others are quite expensive. Remember to get them back."
Qi Yuan said something as usual and continued to look for herbs.
888 snorted coldly, then reluctantly picked up a stone and looked at An Yi, "My brother, can you try to bully me?"
Believe it or not, it caused him to die on the spot?
888 took the bent sword, raised his hand and hit it hard with a stone. After seeing that the sword tip was barely usable, he dropped the stone and followed him far away.
An Yi picked up the sword with a stern look on his face. The sword was made of cold iron and was as sharp as clay, but it was easily bent by Li Wangcai.
With such strength and internal strength, he is not someone who can be easily provoked.
No wonder Liang Cai was so confident and fearless in the face of his murderous intent, yet he dared to provoke him. Li Wangcai's natural power alone was enough for him to worry about, not to mention that he also learned martial arts.
An Yi followed Qi Yuan and the two, and couldn't help but think that according to what Li Wangcai said just now, maybe Li Wangcai's own martial arts was also outstanding.
In this way, Liang Cai's attitude is justified. No matter who has such a cruel cousin, he will be confident, right?
"Just crush these medicines and apply them on the wound. They have the same effect as the golden sore medicine." Qi Yuan explained the efficacy of the medicinal herbs to An Yi clearly.
An Yi held a pile of herbs in his arms, listening carefully to Qi Yuan's words and nodding frequently.
"By the way, this herb is detoxifying. You can chew it and try it." Qi Yuan picked up an herb and continued to explain.
An Yi couldn't help but start to doubt again, "How could Liang Juren know so many medicinal herbs?"
"I read it in a book. I dug some herbs and sent them to the drug store. The store owner gave me a herbal medicine book, so I can still identify the simple ones."
Qi Yuan still looked gentle and polite, looking gentle and weak. But An Yi's intuition told him that the person in front of him was much more dangerous than Li Wangcai.
An nodded and took notes before rushing towards the carriage with the herbs in his arms.
The person sent to Yangzhou City to find the doctor had left for two hours, and the sun was setting in the west with no one back. An Yi could only trust Qi Yuan at this time.
Holding the herbal medicine, he went back and asked the secret guard to test its effectiveness. Only when he saw that the herbal medicine was indeed effective did he dare to apply it on Zhao Yichen.
An Yi had just applied the herbal medicine when he saw Qi Yuan walking out of the forest.
888 followed Qi Yuan, holding two pheasants in his hands and smiling happily.
"Why don't you put your sword away?" An Wu leaned against the carriage and naturally saw An Yi's sword placed beside the carriage.
As he said this, he picked it up and took a look. He saw that the tip of the sword that he usually valued was bent and twisted. There were knock marks on it that made the sword barely straighten, but it was also full of holes.
"Did they make your sword?" An Wu looked at the gap above and signaled to Qi Yuan and 888.
An Yi looked at the antidote grass in his hand and nodded, "That Liang Juren's cousin broke it with his bare hands."
"Breaking it with bare hands? Why did he break your sword?" An Wu said in surprise.
An Yi lowered his head and smelled the herbs again, "Because I pointed the sword at his cousin."
An Wu looked at the expressionless An Yi, and couldn't help but look back at 888 beside Qi Yuan.
That greedy and naive Li Wangcai is still a martial arts master?
When An Yi saw An Wu's unbelievable look, the annoyance caused by the blow in his heart suddenly became less obvious.
"Xiao Si, come and test the medicine." An An handed a handful of herbs to An Si.
"Then Liang Juren said that this grass has detoxification effect. You can try chewing it."
After An Yi finished speaking, he looked at the several secret guards intently.
An Si nodded, picked up the grass and started chewing it without hesitation. After waiting for a while, An Yi began to confirm the effect of the medicine.
"how?"
An Si nodded, "It has detoxification effect, but it can only relieve it but not remove it."
An Yi felt even more relieved after hearing this. Seeing that there was no problem with the medicine, he took something to mix up the medicine and fed it to Zhao Yichen to detoxify.
Herbal medicine can alleviate the toxicity and injuries, and His Highness's condition will be better.
The wound collapsed. There was a stinging sensation when the herbs were first applied, but then there was a burst of coldness. The pain in the wound was relieved a lot, and Zhao Yichen fell asleep for a while.
"Take the remaining detoxification pill. An Ye Pavilion probably wanted to take advantage of Xu Yin. The pills they found were tested with the poison on the silver needle. The two were mixed with highly toxic substances." An Yi said and looked at it. A glance at Xu Yin who was still sitting by the stream talking to the soldiers.
She is obviously just the daughter of an academy teacher, but she can get along well with everyone and win the favor of others easily.
Such people are uncontrollable and scary.
An Wu nodded and took the pills, wrapped the herbs on his shoulders, and looked calm while leaning on the carriage.
An Yi held the antidote grass in his hand, picked several leaves, put them into his mouth and chewed them a few times before almost spitting them out.
It was so bitter that he didn't even want to swallow it.
The eyes of the secret guards all fell on An Yi. Although they all looked calm, An Yi knew that these people were gloating about their misfortune.
It's not like I haven't been injured while performing tasks. At that time, I also looked for hemostatic grass and chewed it directly, but the taste was delicious compared with this detoxifying grass.
An Yi looked in the direction of Qi Yuan's carriage with a dark face. He had never suffered like this in his long life.
"Anichi!"
An Yi chewed it a few times and swallowed it quickly. Just as he was choking, he heard Zhao Yichen's call from the carriage.
"Master." An Yi quickly opened the curtain and looked at Zhao Yichen.
Zhao Yichen was seen leaning on the carriage with his eyes open, holding his chest, with a ferocious expression.
"Master, is there something wrong with the medicine?" An Yi saw Zhao Yichen like this for the first time and couldn't help but worry.
Zhao Yichen frowned, his whole face a little distorted, "The medicine is fine, the key is what did you feed me?" It's too painful!
As the master, of course Zhao Yichen would not say it directly, An Yi would know it at a glance. He couldn't stand the pain even after chewing it a few times. Zhao Yichen, who usually had to eat a candied fruit after drinking medicine, couldn't stand it even more.
What's more, what they fed Zhao Yichen was the juice of herbal medicine...
"Master, it's the antidote herb that Liang Juren helped us find. This herb is indeed a bit bitter, but His Highness's health is important." An Yi lowered his head and replied seriously.
An Yi finally figured out that Liang Juren was much more difficult to deal with than Li Wangcai, and it was really hard to offend him.
