Listening to Bai Lirong's final words, a look of disappointment gradually appeared in her eyes, thinking that it would not be that easy to make an effective elixir.
However, amidst the slight sighs of everyone, she handed the golden silk in her sleeve to Sima Luocheng, "Everything will be done as agreed last night. When you return home, Gu Zi will order someone to contact the young master. Please remember this.
Today’s promise to Bing’er! I look forward to the Yun Kingdom’s wedding ceremony guard coming to the Showa Palace as soon as possible.”
Sima Luocheng took the silk and nodded, "Luocheng thanks you on behalf of the people of Yun Kingdom! Don't worry, sir, Luocheng will never break your promise! Please take care of yourself, Luocheng will take leave now!"
Bai Lirong nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the Ice Princess who was looking into the distance under the fence. She saw that Sima Luocheng had slowly walked up to her and saluted her.
"Although Luocheng is not good at medicine, he read several pharmacopoeias when he was a child. The princess's poison penetrates deeply into the lungs and causes qi and blood to stagnate, affecting the appearance. Although Luocheng does not know any medicine that can cure this poison at the moment, please princess
Don’t worry, after returning home this time, Luo Cheng will read the ancient pharmacopoeia books carefully and find a way to detoxify the princess and help her regain her appearance!"
Baili Bing paused for a moment, then looked up at Sima Luo City with red eyes, "Thank you, Master, for your kindness! I heard from the high priest that the elixir had been refined for a long time, but unfortunately, the crucial one was never found.
It’s just a medicine. However, don’t worry, young master, he has stepped up the search for it, and maybe something will be found in the near future.”
"That's good! Princess, take care, Luo Cheng will say goodbye now!" Sima Luo Cheng's voice was as gentle as water. Baili Bing's already red eyes instantly burst into tears. Before Sima Luo Cheng could react, she had already turned around.
Go away and stop looking at him.
Sima Luocheng was slightly startled, then slowly raised his hands towards her back, and then strode towards Simeng and Mu Zili, who had been waiting by the curved bridge.
The three of them bid farewell to Baili Rong again and prepared to leave the palace, but they heard Baili Bing's soft voice coming from behind, "May the young master achieve his wish as soon as possible!"
Sima Luocheng hesitated, turned around and nodded slightly towards her, the smile on his lips made people feel warm in their hearts.
Xi Meng also looked back at the woman standing by the lake not far away. The autumn wind blew the corners of her skirt, and her thin and lonely figure made people feel melancholy.
Showa Palace, Suzaku Gate.
Just as Mu Zili was helping Xi Meng jump onto the carriage, a middle-aged man in a jet black robe slowly stepped out of the dark brown car opposite. The fly whisk in his hand swayed in the wind. The guard on duty in front of the door saw him.
They all bent down and saluted.
However, his face was expressionless, as if he hadn't seen anything. The moment he stepped into the palace gate, he suddenly paused, and his narrow and slightly narrowed eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light. He looked sideways and coldly before sitting down in the carriage.
It's like a dream.
The fingers in his sleeves were calculating quickly, and the cold light in his eyes finally faded away, and everything returned to calm.
Shaking his head slightly and sighing, he walked into the palace with a whisk lightly flicked.
At the same time, Xi Meng suddenly felt a chill sweeping through his body, shivering for no reason, and couldn't help but lean against Mu Zili, "Mu Mu, didn't you notice that there was a strange feeling on that person just now? He never felt that way.
When I walked by, I felt cold all over, as if I had been thrown into the ice and snow. It was so scary..."
"He is the high priest who prayed for the people on the city tower last night. He is also what the king calls an expert. Judging from his aura, it seems that he has been practicing for more than a hundred years, but he can maintain such a young appearance. It is not something he takes lightly.
"Senior." Mu Zili held the reins in one hand and drove the carriage, and suddenly remembered those spells last night, which must have been set by him.
Hearing this, Simeng smiled happily, it turned out to be him, and hoped that he could cure Princess Bing's face as soon as possible.
Thinking of the Ice Princess, she realized that Sima Luocheng had not said a word since saying goodbye to their mother and daughter. She was sitting in the car now, wondering what she was thinking.
When she saw him taking the silk from Bai Lirong earlier, there was clearly a smile hidden in his eyes, but she always felt that the smile was a bit deliberate, even though he rarely smiled.
He turned around and opened the curtain, poked half his head in and asked, "Sir, is there no unequal treaty in the alliance?"
In the car, Sima Luocheng was lowering his eyes, staring blankly at the silk fabric unfolded on the table. Hearing Xi Meng's words, he hurriedly shook his head.
"Ms. Meng, from now on, you and Brother Mu don't have to call me Young Master in private. You should call me by my first name! Without the two of you trying your best to help, Luo City would have been a pile of withered bones. When the day comes, I will pay homage to you two."
Be our national master of the Yun Kingdom!"
Seeing that his words were sincere and not polite, Xi Meng grinned and leaned into the car, "That's fine! Then you can call me Meng'er from now on! Miss Meng sounds strange, hehe! As for the title of National Master
There is no need for the false name of the class! Everything is just a little effort. This time Xuanyang, have you thought of a countermeasure? "
According to what he said before, Dai Mei'er is now the actual leader of the Yun Kingdom. His father's life and death are still unknown, and his sickly third brother has become Dai Mei'er's puppet prince.
I don't know how Bai Lirong can help him. They have not seen any soldiers following them when they leave the palace, so I don't know if his borrowing of troops will go smoothly.
Sima Luocheng picked up the golden silk and handed it to Simeng, "Meng'er, see for yourself! Although Bailirong agreed to help me, the conditions were so harsh. If I hadn't pitied Princess Bing, I would have almost refused her so-called kindness.
"
Xi Meng took the silk and unfolded it. Rows of neat black words were clearly visible on it. Unfortunately, no matter whether she looked along, backwards or sideways, she could not recognize any of them.
Sima Luocheng saw her turning over and over, staring at the silk fabric, her face flushed red. After a long while, she finally put down the silk fabric and said in a low voice, "It's so embarrassing. Even when we were in Hongling Town, Yun State,
I barely recognize a few of them, this..."
Hearing this, Sima Luocheng hesitated for a moment, and then he probably understood the reason for her sudden embarrassment and couldn't help but chuckle.
Ever since they met, she had always acted as strong and brave as a man. It was rare to see her showing such a narrow expression, so it was no wonder that he couldn't help but laugh.
Xi Meng dreamed that he was laughing at her and glared at him angrily, "Don't laugh, I'm not really illiterate! It's just that the characters of Shang State are not the same as those of Yun State. It's normal for me not to recognize them."
Okay?"
Sima Luocheng then reluctantly suppressed his smile, coughed slightly, and said, "It's not to blame Meng'er. In fact, all the countries in the Nine Provinces each have their own characters. Our country, Yun, has been using Caoli since the founding of the country by our ancestors, but
The Shang State used the more ancient seal script..."
"That's right, we all use regular script on Penglai Immortal Island, so it's not surprising that I can't read your writing! Humph!" Shi Meng heard what he said and hurriedly defended himself.
Seeing that the characters on the silk were slender and graceful, which were completely different from the ancient seal scripts in her original world, she also recalled that what she saw on the bulletin board in Hongling Town that day was not the cursive script she knew. She could barely distinguish a few characters.
, and after listening to the onlookers around me talking about it, I knew the meaning.