The medicine puppets who stopped him last night were in good physical condition.
Although he lost consciousness, he acted with unconscious cooperation, like the cooperation of trained soldiers.
Mo Jinming's pupils shrank: "You mean, they used the private army raised by the Shen family to refine the medicinal puppets?"
Mo Ronyan nodded: "Soldiers who have been trained for a long time will still cooperate subconsciously even if they lose consciousness."
"This little bit of subconscious cooperation can increase the combat effectiveness of these medicine puppets several times."
hiss--
Several people in the room gasped in an instant.
At the critical moment, Fu Beixian's mind suddenly stopped and he asked the key question, "If the Poison Lord is not powerful, why does he refine so many medicine puppets?"
As he finished speaking, the room fell into silence.
Su Ruotang took a spoonful of the porridge and swallowed it. Her pink lips were covered with a layer of water color, instantly adding a bit of glamour, "Probably to search for medicinal herbs in various places."
The more precious the medicinal herb, the harsher the environment where it grows.
Use the ignorant and painless medicine to find it, there is no need to waste food, and there is no need to worry about exposure.
Darkness flashed across Mo Rongyan's clear eyes.
He felt that the purpose of Du Zun's refining of the medicine puppet was not that simple.
He hid for hundreds of years and gave himself cold poison on the battlefield.
Man-made flooding in Xicheng was caused. Shang Ruyan chased Xicheng and deliberately fell off a cliff, exposing her guilt...
He vaguely felt that all of this seemed to have been deliberately arranged, but there was no evidence.
No matter how you check, it's all coincidence.
Su Ruotang put down his spoon: "The top priority now is to go to the border town to find the beautiful woman without tears. The court is temporarily under His Majesty's control. There should be no problems in a short time."
"We found a beauty without tears, so we will go back immediately."
Mo Jinming nodded in agreement: "Yes, the third brother's health is urgent, let's go find medicine first."
Many people with good intentions gathered outside Fulai Inn and did not disperse.
Under the scorching sun, I finally saw Mo Ronyan and his party walking out.
Walking next to Mo Ronyan was a girl wearing a lavender cross-collar dress, with bright features and stunning beauty.
Red lips, snowy skin, willow waist, peach blossom eyes.
Like a lady stepping out from a meticulous painting, she is as beautiful as a fairy.
All the people were stunned.
Immediately, his eyes were filled with envy.
The third prince is really lucky.
The male favorite is so beautiful that it’s hard to distinguish between male and female.
The beauty is so beautiful that it confuses all living beings.
Amidst the exclamation of eyes, some people said:
"Hey, why do I feel like this beauty and my male favorite look alike?"
Su Ruotang, who was holding Mo Rongyan's hand on the carriage, looked back and smiled at the common man.
The soft voice was full of sweetness, "Because he is my brother!"
Tan Zhixi, who was about to get on the carriage, almost lost her footing.
She glanced at Su Ruotang without words and got into the carriage.
The reputation of His Highness, who is clean and self-sufficient and not close to beauty, has been completely ruined by his cousin.
The common people were stunned by Su Ruotang's look back at him and smiled, and they all froze in place.
Even after the carriage left for a long time, the people still hadn't come back to their senses.
Soon after.
The news that the third prince's favored male favorite and beauty were twins quickly spread throughout Xicheng.
Everyone sighed: The third prince is really lucky, and the third prince is really virtuous.
Accompanied by the sighs of emotion from the people, Mo Ronyan and others wandered out of Xicheng.
Xicheng and the border city are not far apart.
The group of people walked away quickly.
Finally, I dared to arrive at the border town when the sunset filled the sky.
Although the border town is not as prosperous as Xicheng, it is not much inferior.
"Let's stay here tonight." Mo Jinming got off the carriage and asked Mo Ronyan and others for their opinions.
The waiter saw the group of people and greeted them with a smile, "Sir, would you like to stay at the hotel?"
Mo Rongyan helped Su Ruotang get out of the car, looked at the inn environment, and nodded slightly, "Okay, we'll stay here tonight."
Fu Beixian waved boldly: "We have reserved all the best guest rooms in your hotel."
When the waiter heard this, he immediately smiled and rolled his eyes, "Sir, we have a separate backyard that can accommodate about twenty people, but the price is a bit high..."
When Fu Beixian heard this, he was even more happy and said, "This is the backyard."
"Okay, sir, please come in." The waiter threw the towel over his shoulder and led the group of people to the backyard.
After a simple dinner, Mo Ronyan leaned against the window and read.
The cold moonlight filtered through the window and fell on his cold white wrist.
On the man's wrist, a purple jade hung loosely, dispelling the coldness around him and incorporating a bit of fireworks.
Su Ruotang held his chin and looked at the purple jade on his wrist.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, Mo Rongyan lazily raised his eyes and said in a calm voice, "Madam, there is no reason to take back the gift you sent."
Su Ruotang wrinkled her small nose and snorted, "Shameless, you obviously stole it!"
Mo Rongyan shook his wrist, and the little jade cat drew lavender ripples in the air, "It's my husband's birthday in two months, and I just accepted the birthday gift in advance."
Su Ruotang rolled her eyes, picked up the pastries on the table, and took a small bite.
Mo Ronyan's slender, jade-like fingers landed on the page.
Under the fingertips, pressed two words - longevity.
Su Ruotang glanced at the words on his fingertips, her clear pupils rippling, "Do you really think the Poison Master is not dead?"
Mo Rongyan gently rubbed these two words with his fingertips.
After a while, he slowly spoke, "When the Poison Master massacred the city at the age of thirty a hundred years ago, his appearance seemed to be that of a fifteen or sixteen year old."
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes suddenly widened: "Fifteen or sixteen years old? How do you maintain yourself?"
This is a good way to keep your appearance!
She really wanted to learn something.
Mo Ronyan leaned back on the chair casually, caressing the little jade cat with his fingertips, "Madam, you seem to be very interested?"
Su Ruotang looked at his enchanting and beautiful face that did not require any maintenance, and felt extremely unbalanced, "No woman can refuse to stay young forever!"
We are all human beings.
Why is the gap so big?
Mo Ronyan's Adam's apple rolled, and a very low laugh escaped, "Madam, have you heard a sentence?"
"What words?"
Mo Ronyan stood up slowly, put his hands on the table, and bent down to approach her.
The crisp scent of cedar lingered in her breath, and Su Ruotang suddenly felt that the space had become cramped.
Her breathing suddenly stagnated, and she shrank back unnaturally, "Just talk, why are you so close..."
The corners of Mo Ronyan's lips were raised, and his pupils seemed to be soaked in ink, as deep as a black hole.
It is shimmering with thousands of stars, and just one glance can suck people's souls in.
Su Ruotang was stunned for a moment when she met his captivating eyes.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of surprise.
"What are you looking at again?" The man's voice contained the traces of Noyu.
Su Ruotang recovered from the beauty of the man.
Her red lips parted slightly and she uttered four words: "My husband... is very beautiful."
Her sweet voice was deliberately lengthened by her.
It looks like silk in summer, with little hooks showing through.
Mo Ronyan was obviously pleased by her, and laughter burst out of his chest.
He raised Su Ruotang's chin with his slender fingers and said in a slow voice, "How about I tell Madam the secret recipe for beauty?"
