Wooded forest.
Number Seven stood respectfully in the middle of the woods.
Seeing Sheng Han, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, "I have met the Lord."
Sheng Han stood in front of him with his hands folded, looking at the falling leaves, his voice unclear, "Is No. 6 still with Su Muyao?"
"Brother Six has always stayed with the lady to protect her safety."
After No. 7 finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill rising up his back.
He lowered his head and even breathed less consciously.
"Tell Su Muyao that if she dares to attack the Dongqi royal family and everyone in Tan Mansion again, don't blame me for being merciless."
The indifferent and cold voice made people shudder.
No. 7's scalp felt numb and he said respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."
He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Sheng Han's back before he could speak, "My lord, No. 8 died in the hands of Mo Rongyan, you..."
"His skills are inferior to others, and he deserves to die." Sheng Han looked coldly, "No medicine puppets are allowed to appear in this area in the future."
No. 7 was stunned: "But my lord, No. 9 is now in a critical period of refining. If it moves, it may fail."
Sheng Han turned around and looked at him lightly, "I have been in seclusion for ten years, and you have forgotten who the master of Poison Valley is."
The clear and cold voice is dispersed by the wind.
No. 7's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and he knelt down without hesitation: "The Lord will always be the master of Poison Valley, and I will move all the medicine puppets here."
Sheng Han said lightly: "If No. 6 betrays him, he will be killed directly."
After saying this, he threw a small white porcelain bottle in front of No. 7.
No. 7 felt a chill in his heart and said quickly: "My lord, Brother Six has been protecting her just because she is a young lady..."
"Okay, what kind of virtue is Su Muyao, do you not know?" Sheng Han interrupted him lightly.
"Please inform me that in the future, if people from Poison Valley harm people from Dongqi Royal Family and Tan Mansion without my permission, I will melt them with a bottle of corpse-transforming water first."
Number Seven's heart trembled, and he responded respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty."
"I'm going to Mancheng. You go and look for Linglong Dan, Jitou Marrow, and Zhiyang Grass." Sheng Han paused and said, "Search in secret, don't let anyone know."
The cold poison was a poison he had concocted back then.
He couldn't remember what he had used in the first place.
He had just checked Mo Ronyan's pulse. The little girl's medical skills were good and she had controlled the attack of cold poison, so that Mo Ronyan could suffer less pain from the poison.
However, because Su Muyao gave him the Heart-Eating Gu and fell off the cliff, he used his internal strength.
When the cold poison attacks, even if the little girl seals him back to Shentan Point in time, he can only last for a month.
If he couldn't cure the Heart-Eating Gu within this month, he would still have to waste a bottle of corpse-transforming water.
Just now, I used my internal power to change Mo Ronyan's pulse condition.
Even if the little girl checks his pulse, she won't notice that he only has one month left to live.
No. 7 lowered his eyes: "Yes, Lord."
"Go ahead and move them all before dawn."
...
On the wooden table, a bowl of dark concoction exuded an indescribable smell.
Su Ruotang pinched her nose, somewhat suspecting that Mo Rongyan would die of suffering even if he was not poisoned.
After struggling for a moment, she picked up the medicine bowl.
It's all death anyway, so let's die.
Inside the house, Mo Ronyan's naked upper body was casually covered with a thin quilt.
He was still unconscious, and his eyebrows were pale, adding a bit of frail and broken beauty to him.
Su Ruotang admired the beautiful man for a while, put down the medicine bowl, simply held Mo Ronyan's chin, and poured the medicine in with a slightly rough movement.
In TV series and movies, giving medicine mouth to mouth is something that only the love brain can do.
If you are a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist, you are not the one who is sick, so why should you wrong yourself?
Not long after the liquid entered his mouth, Mo Ronyan's whole body began to tremble.
His pale complexion gradually turned bluish white.
Su Ruotang didn't panic, took out the deep-sea silver needle, lifted the quilt, and quickly pierced the big hole in his chest.
About half an hour later, Mo Ronyan's body gradually stopped shaking, and his complexion returned to pale again.
Su Ruotang breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and lay beside the bed as if exhausted.
Sheng Han held a bag of clothes and stood by the window, "Go and take a bath in the hot spring."
Su Ruotang hid her mouth and yawned, a layer of water mist appeared in her beautiful and bright peach blossom eyes, "Men and women?"
"Women's clothing."
"Sister-in-law's?"
Sheng Han's mouth twitched and he threw the clothes to her, "Damn it."
Su Ruotang caught the clothes and looked at him with a subtle expression, "Sister love plot?"
Sheng Han didn't bother to pay attention to her, turned around and walked into the next room.
Su Ruotang opened it and took a look.
Silk dresses with hidden gold and silver embroidery threads have become the favorite style of ladies from noble families in the capital in the past two years.
Her white fingertips gently stroked the begonia flowers embroidered on the beige dress.
Sheng Han...
What is your relationship with Tan Qingran, your mother in this body?
After thinking for a moment, it turned out that the character Sheng Han could not be found in the memory of the original owner.
Su Ruotang simply gave up.
After all, Sheng Han has no ill intentions towards her now.
She will know when it's time to know.
After covering Mo Rongyan with a quilt, Su Ruotang took the dress and headed towards the bamboo forest behind.
Shortly after she left, the man on the bed moved his fingers slightly on the quilt.
The thick and slender eye tails trembled gently like butterfly wings.
Mo Rongyan frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
Upon entering, it was pitch black.
He closed his eyes subconsciously and opened them again.
It was still dark.
As if he realized something, he clenched the quilt tightly with his fingers and called softly, "Tang'er?"
What responded to him was silence that could be heard as a needle dropped.
Mo Rongyan lowered his eyes and slowly raised his hand.
The clear-jointed fingertips landed at the end of the eyes.
"Are you awake?" Sheng Han pushed open the door and walked to the bedside, looking down at Mo Ronyan.
When she met his dull red eyes, she raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Blind?"
