"Young Master, don't worry. Phère was born with a strong body. Coupled with my meticulous care, most of the poison in his body has been removed. There are still some remaining poison that needs time to be diluted." The Poison Hand King Of Medicine looked at Hu Fei dotingly. He must be quite satisfied with this disciple of his.
"Oh right, did a lady with the surname Fang come to look for you recently?" Song Qingshu recalled that he had asked Fang Yi to bring his letter to the Poison Hand King Of Medicine to cure the poison of the Leopard Embryo Tendon Easing Pill and took the opportunity to ask.
"There was indeed a Miss Fang who came." Master Wu Chen pondered for a moment and said, "However, the poison of the Leopard Embryo Tendon Easing Pill is too strange. Although I have some ideas, I need time to test my guesses. I am unable to develop an antidote in a short period of time. She left in disappointment when she heard that."
"Big Brother Song, don't you have too many female confidantes?" Little Hu Fei, who was at the side, said in a strange tone.
"You're not even my lover. Why are you being jealous?" Song Qingshu smacked his head and teased.
Hu Fei's breathing was stifled. However, she could not say that she was fighting for her mother and could only sit there sulking.
"Other than that Miss Fang, there was another lady who came to look for you." Seeing her sweetheart at a disadvantage, Cheng Lingsu subconsciously spoke up to help him.
"Another lady?" Song Qingshu went through all the women he knew but could not think of who it was.
"She claimed to be your wife and came to the King Of Medicine Manor twice. The first time was not long after you and Lady Hu left for Gusu. Brother Hu Fei and I noticed that she did not come with good intentions and tricked her to go to the northeast. However, she came back not long ago. It was probably to take revenge on me and Brother Hu Fei. She attacked us the moment she saw us. "Cheng Lingsu recounted the entire story like a machine gun.
"Brother Song, your wife is so fierce." Hu Fei thought, "No wonder Brother Song likes my mother. Although his wife is also very beautiful, she has a fierce face. She's not as gentle and considerate as my mother. Besides, my mother's appearance is not worse than hers."
"Seeing that you are sitting here calmly, she must have suffered a loss again? But her martial arts are clearly far better than yours … "Hearing that it was Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu's expression was rather complicated. She thought to herself, "The relationship between the two of us can be made into a melodramatic romance drama. First, she let me down, then I let her down. Then, she hunted me down, then I killed her … With such a debt of sin, plus all kinds of scenes of the original wife becoming a mistress, we're just short of a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship to occupy the prime slot."
"Of course. It would be a disgrace if our King Of Medicine Village had to rely on force to protect ourselves," Cheng Lingsu said proudly.
"She was poisoned? What happened next? "Song Qingshu was startled and asked worriedly.
"Dead!" Cheng Lingsu said while munching on melon seeds, "She dared to challenge our Medicine King Manor. If we let her go back alive and the news gets out, there will be an endless stream of people coming to us for revenge in the future. Let's give her a little something.
There is no cure for Xing Haitang. She's dead. "
"What?" When Song Qingshu heard that Zhou Zhiruo was dead, he sat on the chair with a stupefied expression. He didn't hear a single word that Cheng Lingsu said.
Zhou Zhiruo died just like that? She died just like that … Logically speaking, I should hate her. Even if everything was a misunderstanding and I don't hate her anymore, I shouldn't be so sad! Song Qingshu clutched his heart, cold sweat dripping down his face.
"Prince Song, don't listen to Ling Su's nonsense. Your wife is not dead." The Poison Hand King Of Medicine couldn't stand it anymore. He used his inner force and said in a low voice.
Song Qingshu's body trembled. His eyes regained their vigor. He looked at the Poison Hand King Of Medicine and signaled him to continue.
"That day, Lady Song came in a hurry and wanted to capture Ling Su and Phère. I didn't know what was going on, so I had to help and accidentally hurt your wife. Please forgive me, Young Master." The Poison Hand King Of Medicine said.
"What happened after that?" Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.
The Poison Hand King Of Medicine understood his feelings and said quickly, "Your wife's Kung Fu is excellent. Although she was poisoned by me, she could still hold on. At that time, another young master appeared and saved her. I saw that his Kung Fu should be the Heaven and Earth Great Shift of the Ming Dynasty. In today's world, only the Cult Leader of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Wuji, has such Kung Fu at such a young age. I always leave some leeway when I use poison. Zhang Jiaozhu is a true disciple of the Butterfly Bone Fairy Doctor, Hu Qingniu. It shouldn't be difficult for him to detoxify your wife's poison. "
Zhang Wuji? Song Qingshu hated this name so much that his teeth itched. When he heard that Zhou Zhiruo was saved by him, not only did he not relax, but he became even more worried. He asked hurriedly, "Great Master, do you remember when Zhang Wuji saved her?"
The Poison Hand King Of Medicine raised his head and thought for a moment, then answered, "It should be early September. There was news in Jianghu that the Sword Saint of Mount Hua, Feng Qingyang, and the Cult Leader of the Devil Cult, Dongfang Bubai, had a duel, so I still remember."
"After the duel on the night of the full moon? Then it seems that after she was once again … by me in the Imperial Palace, she came to find trouble with Hu Fei and the others. Then she was poisoned and saved by Zhang Wuji. No wonder Zhang Wuji said that he had seen her at Blackwood Cliff. It seems that she was at the King Of Medicine this time. From his tone at that time, it seems that nothing happened between the two of them … Fortunately, fortunately. " Song Qingshu's mind worked quickly and he finally deduced the whole process. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, Great Master, what poison did you use? Do I need to take off my clothes when I detoxify it?" Song Qingshu suddenly thought of a very serious problem. In wuxia novels, after the female protagonist was poisoned, the male protagonist would always take off his clothes to help her heal. In the original work, Zhang CuiShan had picked up Yin SuSu in this way. Zhang Wuji was not inferior to him. When he was saving Zhao Min, he also took off her outer clothes.
The Poison Hand King Of Medicine was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. He chuckled and said, "Prince Song is worrying too much. There is basically no poison in this world that needs to be treated by taking off one's clothes. Taking off one's clothes is usually only to treat some external wounds, such as the wound of being bitten by a poisonous snake.
You only need to roll up your trousers or your sleeves. "
"As expected, the Zhang father and son are not good people. They rely on this trick to deceive the feelings of an ignorant girl." Song Qingshu secretly cursed.
"Big Brother Song, is the relationship between you and your husband very good?" Hu Fei asked.
"Why do you ask that?" Song Qingshu did not understand.
"I saw that you were immediately stunned when you heard that she was dead. I think you should like her very much. But as your wife, she wants to kill you. It is really hard for me to understand. "Hu Fei spoke out the doubt in her heart.
"Uh, this is a long story. That is …" Song Qingshu was stunned. He suddenly did not know what to say. He waved his hand impatiently. "Forget it. You won't understand the adult world even if I tell you. You are a child, go play in the mud by yourself."
Hu Fei was furious. Just as she was about to prove that she was no longer a child, Cheng Lingsu pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Brother Hu Fei, let's go play. Don't disturb Uncle Song. Look at him, he must be troubled by love."
"Hmph, since he loves his wife so much, don't provoke my mother in the future." Holding Cheng Lingsu's soft hand, Hu Fei could always calm down. However, she still glared at Song Qingshu fiercely when they went out.
After coming out of the King Of Medicine Manor, Song Qingshu was a little absent-minded for a long time. Later, he unknowingly bumped into a tree and woke up. "You are Zhang Wuji, right? The leader of the Ming Dynasty, right? I will immediately destroy your so-called Holy Virgin's chastity and make your Ming Dynasty the laughingstock of the world …"
The more Song Qingshu thought about it, the more excited he became. Hate and love were indeed people's greatest motivations. Previously, he had walked unwillingly to Blackwood Cliff. He had delayed it as long as he could, chatted with Di Yun, and visited his relatives at the King Of Medicine Manor. How leisurely and carefree he had been. In the end, when he heard the news at the King Of Medicine Manor, he couldn't wait to rush to Blackwood Cliff and destroy the reputation of the Ming Dynasty's Holy Virgin.
Along the way, he used Traceless Sand and traveled day and night. After a few days, he finally arrived at Pingdingzhou's Blackwood Cliff.
Previously, he had forced his way through Blackwood Cliff, so Song Qingshu, who was familiar with the terrain, was able to take advantage of the gaps between the guards and stealthily make his way to Blackwood Cliff.
"I wonder where the Ming Dynasty's Holy Virgin lives." Song Qingshu hid at the top of the corridor. After the patrolling guards passed by, he silently landed on the ground. He looked around and quietly made his way to the most luxurious place with the most guards.
"Is the young miss's bath water ready?"
"It's ready. I just went to get the flower petals I gathered this morning."
"Good. Let's go."
…
Hearing the conversation of the servant girls on the way, Song Qingshu exclaimed that he was lucky. It really didn't take him any effort at all. He quietly followed behind them and tailed them.
Watching the servant girls walk into a brightly lit courtyard, Song Qingshu observed his surroundings. He reckoned that this was the place where the women lived.
Since she was in the women's residence, there were no male guards nearby. She touched a window and wet her finger with her mouth. With a gentle poke, she made a small hole in the paper window. She was proud of herself. "Modern society is better. At least the windows are glass. If a thief wanted to make a hole, he would have to prepare a glass knife and a suction cup. It's not as easy as it is now."
Once again confirming that there was no one else within a ten zhang radius, Song Qingshu moved his eyes closer.
Probably because of the hot water in the bathtub, the room was shrouded in smoke, making it hard to see clearly. He saw a graceful woman with her back facing the window. She had a head of long, smooth black hair that fell to her waist. Her willowy waist made her seem especially tall and slender.
"Long, straight black hair. Just looking at her back is already so attractive. What will happen if I look at her front?" Song Qingshu sighed. "Miss, you and I have no enmity. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being this annoying Ming Dynasty's Holy Virgin."
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