Su Ruotang's face was slightly pale and she looked a little tired, "It's okay."
Her injury was caused by the acupuncture points being tapped by No. 7. She forcibly used the meager internal force in her body to open the acupuncture points, and the internal force backfired.
No. 7 gave her exercises to heal her injuries, and with the pills Wu Yi gave her, she was fine.
Mo Jinming looked at her face carefully and asked worriedly: "Where is the third brother?"
Along the way, he saw the corpses of hundreds of medicine puppets, and he felt uneasy all the time.
He has fought against medicine puppets. These medicine puppets have no sanity and are extremely difficult to deal with.
The third brother must have used all his inner strength to fight all the way up...
Su Ruotang turned aside and said, "His Royal Highness is inside."
Mo Jinming quickly walked into the house.
Looking at the pale man on the bed, covered in blood, the blood on his face suddenly faded.
Su Ruotang came in and said softly: "He is fine for the time being."
"For now?" Mo Jinming sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand tremblingly.
The fingertips fell on Mo Rongyan's white clothes and suddenly retracted when they touched the blood that had not yet dried up and was still a little wet.
His thin fingertips were trembling slightly.
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes were full of hope, and self-blame flashed away, "Senior Wuyi showed it to Your Highness, and the cold poison can be cured."
"But it's hard to find the medicine. We've been looking for it for so long and there's been no news."
"In order to save me, he fought with Yao Puppet. No. 7 used Zhihan's poison on Yao Puppet."
"As a result, his internal energy was greatly depleted, and the cold poison was triggered."
"Currently, the only one who can suppress the cold poison again is Beauty Without Tears."
If it weren't for him, Mo Ronyan would not have fallen off the cliff and been seriously injured, nor would he have been forced to use all his inner strength to cause the cold poison.
But as long as Mo Ronyan has the extra ten years of internal strength, she is confident that she can suppress the cold poison for a year.
Mo Jinming frowned: "Beauty has no tears, what is that?"
"Senior Wuyi said it is a holy medicine that can increase inner strength for ten years."
"What?" Mo Jinming's pupils shrank suddenly, "Are there any sequelae?"
Su Ruotang shook his head: "No."
Hearing this, Mo Jinming looked extremely determined, "No matter how difficult it is, I will find the medicine!"
An hour later, Mo Ronyan woke up from coma.
Seeing Su Ruotang dozing next to the bed, he unconsciously smiled slightly.
Long fingers as moist as jade slowly stretched out and landed on her slightly frowned eyebrows.
Su Ruotang, who was not yet asleep, noticed the coolness falling between her eyebrows, and her slender and long eyelashes trembled slightly.
She slowly opened her eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he ran into a pair of dark eyes.
The corners of Su Ruotang's lips raised slightly, and her tone was soft and soft, "Are you awake?"
Mo Ronyan's cold white fingertips gently rubbed her smooth forehead.
Due to being in a coma for a long time, his voice, as clear as cold jade, was a little hoarse, "Why don't you come up and sleep?"
Su Ruotang stretched out and said in a coquettish voice, "This bed is too hard, I can't sleep on it."
The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention the cold poison.
Mo Jinming heard the voices inside the house and knocked on the door gently, "Third brother?"
"Second brother, come in." Mo Rongyan sat up, grabbed Su Ruotang's slender wrist with his five fingers, and pulled her to sit on the side of the bed with a little force.
He knelt down and stretched out his long, jade-like fingers to gently massage her calves.
The man's cold, white and vigorous fingers fell on Su Ruotang's calf. She winced unconsciously and raised her hand to hold the man's hand.
"No, second brother is coming in."
Mo Jinming happened to come in and saw his third brother Jin Gui, who had been pampered since childhood.
Squat on the ground and massage someone's calves.
He smacked his lips and said with a hint of Noyu in his gentle voice, "Mo Lalan also knows how to love his wife."
Su Ruotang helplessly clenched the jade-carved cat hanging down from her wrist, her porcelain white cheeks fluttering with blushes.
Mo Rongyan lazily raised his eyes and said in a clear and melodious voice, "Second brother, are you very free?"
Hearing the faint threat in his words, Mo Jinming raised his eyebrows slightly.
He walked slowly to the bamboo table, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip, "I'm not busy, I just finished dealing with the matter in Xicheng."
Su Ruotang's face seemed to be on fire. She pursed her lips unnaturally and urged, "Let's go down the mountain quickly. I'll go to the victims."
Feeling the muscles under his fingertips gradually relax, Mo Ronyan let go of his hand, stood up and stretched his hand in front of her with his palm upward.
Su Ruotang's cheeks were hot, and she hesitated for a moment before placing her little hand on the man's palm.
The other hand held the little jade cat tightly.
A slightly cool touch came from her palm, dispelling some of the heat in her heart.
Villa outside the city of Qiao Mansion.
The disaster-stricken people who had suspected Su Ruotang saw Su Ruotang and Mo Rongyan coming, and they all knelt down and saluted.
Su Ruotang looked at everyone calmly, her delicate little face expressionless.
Mo Rongyan held her hand, his clear voice seemed to be soaked in black ice, with a heart-stopping chill, "Get up."
When the people heard this, they smiled bitterly.
That damn Shang Ruyan really killed them.
The old woman stood up tremblingly and looked at Su Ruotang with tears streaming down her face, "Your Excellency, we were also confused for a moment, please forgive us!"
Su Ruotang's red lips curved with sarcasm, and her voice was cold and lukewarm, "I save you out of respect for your deceased relatives."
"Whether you live or die in the future has nothing to do with me."
The old woman looked at Mrs. Qin bitterly, with praying eyes.
Mrs. Qin sighed softly and looked away.
Su Ruotang looked at Ren Le: "How's it going?"
Ren Le's eyes were bright: "Take the medicine for a few more days, and the remaining poison in the body will be cleared and everything will be fine."
Su Ruotang looked at him approvingly: "Our little Ren Le is getting better and better. Tomorrow you will follow the Zilin Guards and return to the capital first."
Ren Le looked at her reluctantly: "Then when will you return to Beijing?"
Su Ruotang smiled: "Soon."
It's Mo Ronyan's birthday in two months, so he must return to the palace.
The carriage swayed toward Xicheng.
Su Ruotang sat at the table, dragging his chin with one hand and holding a brush in his hand to write and draw on the paper.
Mo Rongyan put his forehead on his hands and leaned against the wall of the carriage, holding a red chess piece between his long, jade-like fingers.
The two sat opposite each other, each doing their own thing.
There was a touch of warmth in the quiet air.
Mo Rongyan dropped the chess piece in his hand and casually raised his eyes to look at Su Ruotang.
His clear eyes were instantly attracted by the lavender touch on the girl's snow-white wrist.
"The purple jade in the hands of shopkeeper Jade?"
Su Ruotang's pen paused.
Only then did he realize that the water sleeve had slipped down his wrist at some point, revealing the only son.
The crystal clear purple jade cat complements her porcelain white wrists, which are slender and easy to break.
She shook her wrist gently, and the stupid little jade cat swayed slightly along with it.
It's cute to be naive.
Su Ruotang raised the corners of her lips, flicked the little jade cat with her white fingertips, and said in a pleasant voice, "Well, isn't it cute?"
Mo Ronyan knew that the third princess liked to collect jade, so she kept the jade rabbit bracelet in the house in order not to reveal her identity.
He originally planned to carve a new hosta for this piece of purple jade.
Unexpectedly, Shopkeeper Jade probably saw the jade pendant and gave her the purple jade pendant.
Accidental collision will be counted in her hands.
Mo Ronyan glanced at it lazily. The carving was not very exquisite, so it could not have been carved by the jade shopkeeper.
With his cold white fingertips, he picked up a chess piece again and asked slowly, "Diao's puppy?"
