Sheng Han chuckled: "Your temperament is nothing like your mother's."
Su Ruotang raised her delicate eyebrows slightly: "What's my mother's temperament?"
Sheng Han's eyes flashed with self-blame and annoyance, and a rich dark color spread, "Your mother is gentle and virtuous, with a kind heart. She has been in love with Su Qi all her life."
Su Ruotang sneered: "These rich ladies, nine out of ten have love brains."
If Tan Qingran hadn't married Su Qi, he might not have died.
Maybe you can find the right husband and love you until you grow old.
"Love brain?" Sheng Han was a little confused, "What is that?"
Su Ruotang said casually: "It's just a man's brain."
Sheng Han glanced at her, his expression a bit speechless, "So, your behavior of sacrificing your life to save Mo Ronyan is called love brain."
Su Ruotang: "..."
There is no need for you to draw inferences from one instance to another.
A faint smile flashed across the corner of Sheng Han's eyes, and he raised his chin in front of him, "Do you want to save him?"
Su Ruotang nodded honestly: "Yes."
Sheng Han looked at her with complicated eyes: "What if Mo Ronyan betrays you, will you be bound to him like your mother?"
Su Ruotang sneered: "No way, if he dares to betray me, I will cut off his finger and feed it to the dogs."
Sheng Han stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed out loud: "This character is not bad."
"Let's go, as long as I'm here, I won't let him die for the time being."
It started raining at some point.
Mo Jinming, Fu Beixian and others found their way to the bottom of the cliff.
"Wolf corpses!" Fu Beixian sniffed the thick smell of blood in the air and looked at the wolves in front of him in shock.
The large number of corpses filled the woods with a strong smell of blood.
Mo Jinming's face was solemn: "It seems that the third brother and his sister encountered a pack of wolves after they fell down."
As he spoke, he walked up to the corpse of the Wolf King, knelt down and took a closer look.
"Such a big wolf king, you and I will have to waste a lot of energy when we encounter it."
Fu Beixian agreed: "When encountering such a pack of wolves, it is impossible to escape intact."
Mo Jin suddenly pulled out the dagger and opened the wolf king's neck.
hiss--
Fu Beixian and the secret guards behind him suddenly took a breath of air.
The Wolf King's head and neck are neatly cut.
Only a piece of skin is left on the back of the neck.
Mo Jinming's face was solemn: "The Wolf King died after his neck bones were cut with a sword."
He compared his daggers: "With the skills of Bei Xian and I, we can't do it even if we have magic weapons."
Shen Shi and the commander of the royal secret guards looked at each other and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness could do it in his heyday."
Mo Jinming stood up: "But the third brother now has less than two or three levels of internal strength due to the heart-eating Gu and cold poison."
"To break through the wolf pack and kill the Wolf King instantly, he has to mobilize all his internal strength." Fu Beixian punched the Wolf King on the head.
Instantly, white brain matter accompanied by bright red blood splashed onto his face.
Then, it was washed away by rain.
The result of Mo Ronyan's forcible mobilization of the body's internal energy was that the Heart-Eating Gu and Cold Poison attacked at the same time and died.
"Second Highness, Mr. Fu, let's look for them separately." The secret guard commander looked around. "The bottom of the cliff is covered with moss and there is no one there all year round. If Your Highness and the third prince and concubine are alive, they will definitely not be able to get far."
Fu Beixian wiped the rain from his face: "Second brother, I'll look over here."
Shen Shi walked into the rain curtain resolutely: "As long as I don't see His Highness for one day... I will find him for one day."
...
When night fell, Su Ruotang followed Sheng Han to a small courtyard.
Stone table, wooden chairs, baskets with fresh herbs.
On the wooden shelf next to it, dried herbs were neatly dried.
Sheng Han pushed open the wooden fence and walked towards the wooden house on the right with Mo Ronyan on his back.
"You can prepare the herbs on the shelf yourself. It's up to you to treat them to death or life."
The corner of Su Ruotang's mouth twitched: "These herbs of yours have been soaked by the rain, can they still be used?"
Dried herbs are prone to mold when they get wet in the rain.
Herbs contaminated with mold are not life-saving, they are life-threatening.
Sheng Hanyun Danfeng gently opened the door: "Then dig it yourself."
Su Ruotang glanced at the dense woods behind the wooden house, and rubbed his chin with his tender white fingertips:
"There should be many precious herbs of extremely high age in this forest, right?"
The herbs on the shelves and in the baskets are all hard-to-find.
Here, they are placed as casually as cabbage.
Some even contained mold.
Sheng Han's voice came from inside the house: "You'll know if you go and see it."
Su Ruotang walked to the shelf and said, "My husband treats me very well. I will never treat him with moldy herbs."
Sheng Han casually threw Mo Ronyan on the bed, stood in front of the window and raised his eyebrows at her, "Love brain attack?"
Su Ruotang squinted at him: "I seem to like eating wild vegetables?"
Sheng Han smiled half-heartedly and sat by the window. He slowly poured a cup of tea and took a sip.
The thin lips are stained with water color, and the green bamboo is instantly stained with water mist, making it hazy and clear.
His voice was like a bamboo forest in the rain, with a slight hoarseness, "It doesn't look like that."
Su Ruotang snorted and reached for a damp, blackened herb, "So I chose to treat him with a completely moldy herb."
Sheng Han rubbed the cup with his fingertips and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of eating your beloved husband to death?"
Su Ruotang took his time and chose the herbs: "Moldy herbs are certainly highly poisonous, but he has two highly toxic poisons: heart-eating poison and cold poison. It doesn't hurt to have more."
Sheng Han chuckled: "Don't hide it anymore?"
"Sheng Han, who are you?" Su Ruotang picked a few herbs and put them in a bamboo basket, then turned to look at Sheng Han.
Under the cold moonlight, the girl's white dress was stained with mud and blood.
The charming little face glowed with a scorching coldness when she suppressed a smile.
Lively peach blossom eyes stared at Sheng Han curiously and warily.
In a daze, Sheng Han seemed to see the gentle woman carrying a bamboo basket.
A gentle smile appeared on her lips: "Sheng Han, it's time to change the dressing."
