In the past ten years, she has been looking for a way to detoxify Qing Ling all the time. However, the poison is too weird and has not been solved.
"Since you are the heir of Miss Peach Blossom, I thought I'd ask you to take a look at Ling'er, maybe..." Aunt Qingyi didn't dare to have expectations, but the little flame deep in her heart never went out.
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"Even if I can't help Ling'er, it's still destiny."
Ye Fuxun nodded to express his understanding: "Aunt Qingyi, has Master ever said anything about this kind of poison?"
Aunt Qingyi shook her head: "Your master only said that this poison was made by her biggest rival in this life, the Poison King of the Western Regions."
Ye Fuxun's heart skipped a beat.
At this time, Qing Ling came in holding a tray: "Great-grandmother, fairy sister, Ling'er has prepared tea for you."
Ye Fuxun drank the tea handed over by Qing Ling, smiled tenderly and held her hand: "Ling'er is so good, can you show me to my sister?"
Qing Ling sat obediently opposite Ye Fuxun and let her take out a drop of blood from her fingertips.
After a while, Ye Fuxun looked at Aunt Qingyi and said with a smile: "Auntie Qingyi, I can cure this kind of poison."
Just six words, but they weighed on the heart of Nanny Qingyi like a mountain.
She took a sharp breath, grabbed Ye Fuxun's hand and confirmed, "Girl, what did you say? Can you cure this kind of poison? Is this serious?"
Ye Fuxun nodded with a smile: "This is serious, but it requires several rare poisonous materials. I'm afraid it will take some time to find it."
"What kind of poison do you need? Tell me!" Aunt Qingyi couldn't wait.
Ye Fuxun read out the names of the poisonous materials one by one. Aunt Qingyi listened carefully, not daring to make any mistakes.
After Ye Fuxun finished reading, Aunt Qingyi was so excited that tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes: "Girl, I have all the poisonous materials you want! All of them! How long does it take to prepare the antidote?"
"It will take about half a day." Ye Fuxun responded assessed.
"That's really great!"
The wish that she had been looking forward to for many years day and night would actually come true. Aunt Qingyi was so excited that she could not speak incoherently, "Girl, can you start preparing the antidote now? It's right here..."
Ah, no, it's almost dawn. If you don't rush back to the inn before dawn, I'm afraid people will notice your whereabouts are suspicious, and that bastard Lou Tu might be targeting us. What will happen?"
Aunt Qingyi stood up and paced back and forth, "Girl, I've packed the poison ingredients for you to take away. You go back to the inn to prepare the antidote. I'll try to find you after daybreak."
"No," she paced back again, "You stayed up all night, and you have to rest before you can concentrate on preparing the antidote. Then in the afternoon or towards dusk, how about I go find you?"
Ye Fuxun smiled and nodded: "Okay. Aunt Qingyi, don't worry, Axun will go back to rest now. If you prepare the antidote when you get up, it will be ready in about a few minutes."
Aunt Qingyi's eyes lit up, she took Ye Fulun's hand and asked, "Girl, what inn are you staying at?"
"Go back to the inn."
"That's just right!" Grandma Qingyi said in surprise, "There is a Xiaoyu Lai Restaurant opposite the inn. Grandma will go to the restaurant to wait for you. When you arrive, just tell the shopkeeper that you are looking for a girl and she will take you to find her.
"
After the two made an agreement, Aunt Qingyi packed up all the poisonous materials to be used, and then sent Ye Fuxun and Ji Yannuo out of Jiazihao.
"Your Highness, earlier you said that Aunt Qingyi is the former saint of the Qingyi clan." Ye Fuxun and Ji Yannuo returned to the inn. Ye Fuxun yawned and the two lay down on the bed to rest.
While expressing the questions in his mind, "What else do you know?"
It stands to reason that the saint should have a sacred status in the Qingyi tribe.
However, when I saw the situation of Aunt Qingyi today, it was completely different.
"About a hundred years ago, Aunt Qingyi was the most sacred saint of the Qingyi tribe." Ji Yannuo read the archives and the secret envoys from all over the Yan Kingdom.
I am very familiar with the origin of the Tsing Yi tribe.
"Back then, the Tsing Yi tribe was just a small tribe in this area. In addition to it, there were nearly ten other tribes entrenched in this area. The tribes devoured each other. The Tsing Yi tribe mastered the magic of Qing Yi and successively
Under the divine magic of heaven and earth.
Not only was it not invaded by the big clan, but it also gradually grew stronger, and finally became a big clan coexisting with the Red Clothes clan."
Ye Fuxun was surprised: "A hundred years ago? Isn't that Nanny in Tsing Yi now older than Master?"
Thinking of the girl in Qingyi who called Master, Ye Fuxun couldn't help but sigh, "She looks like she is sixty or seventy years old at most."
"If the rumors are correct, Aunt Qingyi may be one hundred and twenty years old this year." Ji Yannuo hugged her and whispered.
"I just don't know why she is like this now." Ye Fuxun sighed with regret.
How could such a god-like existence who was indomitable to the Qingyi tribe become so desolate?
Ji Yannuo also shook his head: "I only know that Qingyi passed the title of saintess to her daughter Qinglan when she was sixty years old. Qinglan was twenty years old at that time and she also gave birth to Qinglan when she was forty.
A daughter who married Lou Tu, the current leader of the Tsing Yi tribe, when she was fifty years old."
"And the new patriarch Lou Dan, who will take over in two days, is the son of Lou Tu and Qing Lan."
It stands to reason that Aunt Qingyi is Lou Tu’s mother-in-law. Why did Lou Tu let people destroy the Jiazi No. in Qingyi Street?
These things were covered up so tightly that even Ji Yannuo had never heard of them.
All kinds of questions couldn't help but flash through the minds of the two of them.
Ji Yannuo continued: "Saint Qinglan gave birth to a daughter at the age of forty, married Lou Tu at the age of fifty, and died of illness after giving birth to Lou Dan."
"There is no saint in the Qingyi tribe now?" Ye Fuxun was surprised, "Then the daughter Qinglan gave birth to at the age of forty didn't become a saint?"
"Qingzhuo, the daughter of Saint Qinglan, was supposed to succeed the Saint when she was twenty years old, but she got pregnant and eloped with others." Ji Yannuo said lightly.
Ye Fuxun's sleepiness gradually disappeared: "Is Qingzhuo's daughter called Qingling?"
Qingling, the great-granddaughter of Aunt Qingyi.
Ye Fuxun thought of that innocent and lovely face and looked up at Ji Yannuo.
Ji Yannuo nodded towards her: "It is said that Qing Ling is an idiot, so she cannot become a saint."
Ye Fuxun told Ji Yannuo about his meeting with Qing Ling in the inner room, "Qing Ling was poisoned by the Poison King of the Western Regions, and his consciousness stayed at ten years old. And that kind of poison, I happened to be left by the Poison King of the Western Regions."
I saw it in the poison book."
After hearing Ye Fuxun's description, Ji Yannuo couldn't help but sigh: "Everything in the world is fate. It is Qingling's blessing to meet Ah Xun to detoxify her before she was twenty years old."
The two of them whispered a few words and gradually fell asleep.
After sleeping for about two or three hours, I was awakened by the lively atmosphere on the street.