Mu Mingtang did not expect Hsieh Hyun-chen to suddenly make a move. She was caught off guard and pulled to his side. She practically fell into his arms and her face was very close to his chin. Mu Mingtang's face turned red. She hurriedly tried to back away, but Hsieh Hyun-chen only used a little force and she fell back.
Hsieh Hyun-chen's hand looked slender and fair, but it did not move at all when it was wrapped around her waist.
Mu Mingtang struggled for a moment, her face turning redder and redder. "Let go. There are people here."
Hsieh Hyun-chen raised his eyebrows and said deliberately, "So it's fine if there's no one?"
"That's clearly not what I meant." Mu Mingtang saw that more and more people were looking at them. She hurriedly patted Hsieh Hyun-chen's arm. "Let go. There are a lot of people watching."
Hsieh Hyun-chen was not someone who was afraid of being stared at. He still firmly held Mu Mingtang's waist and said, "If you don't explain what you said just now, I won't let go. Anyway, I've already taken the blame. I can't just let myself be taken advantage of. "
Both of them were wearing layers of luxurious clothes. Hsieh Hyun-chen wrapped one arm around Mu Mingtang's waist and felt how small her waist was under the loose clothes. Hsieh Hyun-chen finally understood his previous doubts. It turned out that a woman's waist was indeed soft.
It was soft and slender, as if it had no bones. It felt good to the touch.
Mu Mingtang's waist was held and her upper body fell uncontrollably towards Hsieh Hyun-chen. She accidentally leaned against Hsieh Hyun-chen's chest. She hurriedly tried to stand up, but she could not stand steadily. In the end, she could only support her waist with difficulty. She grabbed Hsieh Hyun-chen's arm with one hand and his chest with the other.
Mu Mingtang knew that Hsieh Hyun-chen would not let her off easily today. She could only take a breath and say, "I just made up those words to deceive passersby. Why are you taking it so seriously?"
"I insist on being serious." Hsieh Hyun-chen was not willing to let go so easily. He used his official position for personal gain. As he enjoyed the feeling of her soft, soft body and slender waist in his arms, he said righteously, "You said that we won't last long? Why won't it last? "
"I was just acting." Mu Mingtang was speechless. "I said that I'm your sister-in-law, so you can't touch me. Why do you only listen to half of what I say and only take half seriously? "
Hsieh Hyun-chen sneered and pinched Mu Mingtang's nose. "You want to be my sister-in-law? I'm afraid that's not possible. My only brother died when I was five or six years old. Even if there was an arranged marriage, it should have been extended to me. And you still say that we won't last long? As long as I want to, no one will dare to stop me. Even if it doesn't last, it will last. "
Mu Mingtang found these words unbearable. Look at what they were saying. She didn't know if she was angry or embarrassed, but her cheeks were flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about? Postponing the engagement? If the Old Keeper heard you, he'd beat you to death. "
Hsieh Hyun-chen suddenly asked, "What about you?"
Mu Mingtang was at a loss for words. For a moment, she didn't know what he meant. She stared blankly for a moment, then pretended to be angry. "I'll beat you too."
Hsieh Hyun-chen shot a dissatisfied glance at Mu Mingtang, then reluctantly let go of her. Looking at his expression, he even seemed to be feeling wronged. After Mu Mingtang regained her freedom, she immediately ran three steps away.
Only then did she quietly breathe a sigh of relief. She found that many people were looking at them. Embarrassed, she quickly covered her face with a handkerchief and ran away.
Good-looking people would attract attention no matter where they went, not to mention two young, beautiful, and gorgeously dressed man and woman. The handsome man and beautiful woman behaved intimately, pulling and pulling each other. Everyone who passed by was looking at them. After Mu Mingtang escaped, Hsieh Hyun-chen chuckled. He wasn't in a hurry, so he leisurely chased after her.
Mu Mingtang walked halfway down the street. When she felt that there were no strange gazes around her, she finally stopped, as if relieved of a heavy burden. She had just slowed down when a fortune-telling stall at the intersection immediately solicited her. "Wife, this humble Daoist sees that your forehead is full of splendor, and your good fortune is continuous. You must have a noble destiny, and you're someone who can turn misfortune into good fortune. Why don't you let this humble Daoist read your fortune? Ten copper coins per session, no bargaining. "
Mu Mingtang glanced to the side in surprise. Ever since she married Hsieh Hyun-chen, the number of people who dared to strike up a conversation with her could be counted on one hand. Usually, when Hsieh Hyun-chen stood by her side, no one was allowed to come within ten steps of her. Basically, no one dared to approach her. She didn't expect that after shaking off Hsieh Hyun-chen, the first person to strike up a conversation with her would be a fortune-teller.
The fortune-teller propped up a simple little table with a Daoist hexagram hanging behind his back. He was wearing a green Daoist robe. He was young and fair, with a round face and large eyes. He looked very amiable.
Mu Mingtang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When she looked at him, she found that this person was somewhat familiar. "Aren't you the person who performed the scene of a withered tree bearing fruit and sold medicinal plasters on the day of the First Yuan Festival? So you're also a fortune-teller! "
The young fortune-teller looked at Mu Mingtang in surprise, and his tone became even more enthusiastic. "That's right, I'm a little Daoist! Wife and this little Daoist are fated, so all the more reason for me to read your fortune. Wife is a fated person, so according to the price of an acquaintance, eight copper coins will do. "
He still wants to have his fortune read? Mu Mingtang couldn't help but laugh. "Didn't you say that you won't bargain?"
"A fated person naturally has the price of a fated person. Wife, please stretch out your hand. "
Before Mu Mingtang could refuse, Hsieh Hyun-chen's voice came from behind. "Since you dare to ask her to stretch out her hand, you might as well calculate your own fate first. How long do you have left to live?"
Mu Mingtang turned around and saw that it really was Hsieh Hyun-chen. When the young Daoist saw Hsieh Hyun-chen, his imposing manner obviously weakened, but he still tried his best to attract business for himself. "This Langjun seems to have an extremely strong murderous aura. I'm afraid that not only have you killed people, but you've also killed dragons before. The karma of killing dragons is heavy, but the rewards are also heavy. Langjun's fate is extremely strong. If you can turn misfortune into blessing and overcome the great calamity in your life, your future progress will be unstoppable. Langjun, why don't you tell your fortune with me? This humble Daoist will help you see how to overcome the great calamity in your life. "
Hsieh Hyun-chen naturally scoffed at these words. He didn't believe in gods, Buddhas, nor did he believe in demons. He only believed in himself. One's path in life was to be walked by oneself. The heights one could reach were all dependent on oneself. It wasn't something that a fortune-teller could help you arrange for your future with just a few words.
Mu Mingtang didn't want to delay any longer. After smiling politely, he turned around to leave with Hsieh Hyun-chen. When the young Daoist saw that he hadn't received a single copper coin after spending so much time trying to attract customers, he immediately became anxious. "If the two of you are together, I can give you half the price! If you really can't, you can also buy my medicinal plaster. Your bodies are covered in black feather fly and devil's snare. With my medicinal plaster, I guarantee that you will feel refreshed and your souls will be clear! "
Hsieh Hyun-chen stopped in his tracks. Mu Mingtang's expression also changed. He turned around and asked, "What did you say?"
Hsieh Hyun-chen slowly turned around. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. The young Daoist was frightened by the two of them, especially Hsieh Hyun-chen's gaze. His voice unconsciously became weak as he said, "I said that my medicinal plaster can bring the dead back to life. It's a miraculous elixir …"
"Not these." Mu Mingtang became anxious and hurriedly asked, "It's the ones in front."
"In front? You've smoked black feather fly and devil's snare? Don't tell me that you don't know the spices on your bodies? "
Mu Mingtang and Hsieh Hyun-chen looked at each other and put away their joking expressions. Mu Mingtang walked back to the young Daoist's fortune-telling stall and directly placed an ingot of silver on it. "Tell us about the two types of spices just now and this ingot of silver is yours. If you know what these spices are used for, how to use them, and how to remove them, there will be plenty of silver waiting for you. "
"Okay!" The young Daoist was extremely excited and immediately agreed. "I didn't see wrong. I knew that the two of you were rich! Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Let me take another careful sniff. "
The young Daoist saw with his own eyes that the corner of his fortune-telling table was broken off and his voice became lower and lower. He did not dare to waste any more time and quickly took a deep sniff. After a while, he said, "Dear, can you please give me your sleeve? I need to get closer to identify some of the spices."
Hsieh Hyun-chen raised his eyebrows as he heard the words. "What did you say? Say it again? "
The young Daoist's morale was low. "It's not that I don't dare to take it from you. Anything will do. It would be best if I could spend more time with the two of you. "
In the end, Hsieh Hyun-chen passed him a pure white handkerchief. The young Daoist took a closer sniff and said slowly, "I was right. The main ingredient is black feather fly, supplemented by devil's snare. Chaoyan, wormwood, agarwood, musk and other spices have been added to cover up the smell. I can't identify any more than that. But it's not far from the truth. "
Mu Mingtang looked serious as he asked, "What is this?"
"Chaoyan and devil's snare are all hallucinogenic herbs. Black feather fly is the rarest among them. This kind of herb is produced in the south and can only be found in Dali. Its effect is also the best. Black feather fly can be dried and burned. The smell is light and faint. It is fine at first, but after a while, the effect will start to show. "
Mu Mingtang felt a chill in his heart and his hands and feet turned cold. However, Hsieh Hyun-chen was still as calm as a mountain. He asked, "What effect?"
The young Daoist scratched his head and said, "I have no idea either. Black feather fly is very rare and few people in the Central Plains know about it. I only know a little about it after my Master studied it. But even my Master didn't understand it, so I don't understand it either. I heard from my Master that after a long time, the person will become delirious and aggressive. He only needs to be stimulated by the Black Feather Fly Root to make him go crazy and attack everywhere. He will not be tired at all. "
All the symptoms were similar. Mu Mingtang immediately thought of the aromatherapy ball that suddenly appeared and disappeared.
Black Feather Fly Root, the drug!
Mu Mingtang recalled what happened that day. At that time, Hsieh Hyun-chen was standing by the window with the door wide open. The autumn wind was rustling and the fragrance of the drug was being blown away by the wind. That was why Hsieh Hyun-chen suddenly felt a headache when they were talking.
Everything was right and on the mark.
According to this theory, the Black Feather Fly Root was divided into two parts. One part was corroding Hsieh Hyun-chen's mind all the time, and the other part was the drug, which would suddenly trigger the hidden danger in his mind at the right time, so that Hsieh Hyun-chen would lose control.
He was so powerful that he could easily turn an ordinary person into a bruised and bruised person, let alone when he lost control.
Mu Mingtang could not help but look down at his own clothes. So the first part of the drug was on their clothes? That's right, the nobles were used to using incense. Every household had a servant girl who specialized in using incense. After washing, the clothes would only be considered clean after using incense. Otherwise, it would be seen as unsightly and disrespectful. The prince's residence was even more ostentatious. Only Mu Mingtang knew that the clothes she and Hsieh Hyun-chen wore on a daily basis had to be smoked for at least an entire night before being brought to them.
Ever since Mu Mingtang found out that there might be a problem with the incense, she no longer burned incense in the room. She even secretly paid attention to the food they ate. Who would have thought that the other party would start with the incense on the clothes?
The smell of the incense was faint and lingering. Most importantly, Hsieh Hyun-chen had been used to the incense on his clothes since he was young, so he did not notice it at all. Drugging this kind of place was indeed tricky and vicious.
The drug was most likely the incense in the aromatherapy ball.
For a moment, Mu Mingtang felt conflicted. She had never thought that she would not be able to make a breakthrough after searching for so long. Instead, she had accidentally stumbled upon the answer when she was casually shopping.
As Hsieh Hyun-chen listened, he gradually became serious. He lowered his head and glanced at Mu Mingtang. His eyes were filled with suppressed anger. Mu Mingtang had always been with him, so now, Mu Mingtang had also been drugged.
Just thinking about it made Hsieh Hyun-chen want to wring those people's necks. He barely suppressed the violence in his heart and said to the young Daoist, "There is one more thing. If you can identify the main ingredient and the other ingredients, you can name whatever it is."
As Hsieh Hyun-chen spoke, he whispered to Mu Mingtang, "Mingtang, the Cleansing Adversity Pill."
Only then did Mu Mingtang remember and quickly took it out of her embroidered pouch. Ever since Hsieh Hyun-chen unexpectedly fell ill last time, Mu Mingtang had always carried the Cleansing Adversity Pill with her, afraid that she would encounter another accident. She did not know that there was actually a problem with the Cleansing Adversity Pill until Hsieh Hyun-chen told her today. Only then did she understand that this pill could not be taken.
However, they had immediately run out to shop, so Mu Mingtang still carried the Cleansing Adversity Pill with her. After Mu Mingtang took out the pill, she immediately handed it to the young Daoist. The young Daoist had been chattering nonstop, but after opening the brocade box, his expression suddenly became serious.
Mu Mingtang looked at him expectantly, hoping that he would say some more good news. However, the young Daoist carefully looked at it and even scraped off a small piece to test it in his mouth. In the end, he shook his head and said, "No, I can't identify this pill."
Mu Mingtang could not hide her disappointment. However, the young Daoist's tone changed and he actually began to negotiate with them, "However, can you sell this pill to me? I will use the medicinal plaster I made to exchange for it. "
After the young Daoist finished speaking, he saw that the two people's expressions were not right. His tone became weak, "Using fortune-telling as payment is also fine. If it really doesn't work, can you take this silver ingot back? "
After the young Daoist finished speaking, it was as if a piece of flesh had been cut off. It was so painful that his eyes could not see. Mu Mingtang was so angry that she could not speak. Hsieh Hyun-chen calmly asked, "Why do you want to buy it?"
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