Stopped by the kind uncle, Yilan could only watch helplessly as Fang Yiai was taken away by Mrs. Hongxiao without any resistance...-/--Full text of the advertisement
Her mouth was covered by the kind-hearted uncle. With the combined efforts of him and his assistant, Yilan was still unable to break free from the grasp of the kind-hearted uncle and the others.
Just like that, I watched with tears streaming down my face as Fang Yiai was taken away by Mrs. Hongxiao. Just like that night, I could only stand aside and watch helplessly as my brother was shot to death on Mrs. Hongxiao's order and his head was brutally cut off.
!
That feeling of powerlessness drove Yilan almost crazy!
When Mrs. Hongxiao and her entourage came out of the end of the street, the sound of a whip was heard at the end of the street to lift the order to clear the street. Everyone on the street breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. The suppressed low pressure in the street suddenly disappeared.
It was cleared out and the bustle quickly resumed. If the mother and son, who were covered in blood and still crying, were still there, it would have felt as if the bustle on the street had never been interrupted before.
The sound of whips clearing the street came, and the kind-hearted uncle also breathed a sigh of relief. The hand covering Yilan's mouth relaxed a little because of the relaxation in his mood. Yilan took the opportunity to bite her, and the pain made the kind-hearted uncle reactivate his hand.
Yilan took the opportunity to break free from the restraints of the kind uncle, staggeringly pulled away the crowd who had returned to the street, and chased towards the end of the street!
"Stop him quickly! Don't let that kid die!" the kind-hearted uncle hurriedly shouted to the crowd.
The kind-hearted uncle glanced at the two young men who had secretly pushed Yilan behind her before, snorted coldly, and ran out towards Yilan along with the guys who were chasing her.
"He is the younger brother of the guy from before! Everyone, help stop him!" the kind uncle shouted from behind.
Could it be that Fang Yiai's previous behavior made people on the street feel ashamed? People who didn't want to cause trouble, after hearing the kind uncle's words, people who originally planned to give way to Yilan, although they didn't have the ability to reach out to stop them, they
He also didn’t take the initiative to give way again.
The two guys caught up and grabbed Yilan's arm, and the kind uncle also stood in front of Yilan.
Yilan couldn't break free, her tearful eyes looked unfocused in the direction of the royal court, and her mind was filled with memories of how her brother died tragically at the command of Mrs. Hongxiao.
The sadness that could not be vented at that time, because Fang Yiai was taken away by Mrs. Hongxiao, caused the pent-up emotions to burst out again, and she cried out with grief and anger, "Brother!..."
There was a shout, as if Yilan had exerted all her strength, and even Mrs. Hongxiao and Fang Yiai, who had turned out of the street, heard it.
"Your brother?" Mrs. Hongxiao said with a smile, not caring about Fang Yiai's dangerous hand that could break her neck with just a little force.
"Tell me, if you die now, will the Mnji kidnappers who were defeated in Duoke City feel sorry for you?" Fang Yiai asked the question without answering, seriously thinking about what would happen if Mrs. Hongxiao was killed now.
Do the pros outweigh the cons, or do the cons outweigh the pros?
"Whether he is sad or not has nothing to do with me. I'm dead anyway. However, I know that you will definitely be buried with me, and that's enough. It's rare that I'm still interested in you." Mrs. Hongxiao didn't care.
said.
For such an inexperienced person and a woman, Fang Yiai really felt like a dog trying to pick a hedgehog - she had no idea what to eat. He simply let her go, sat down on the soft platform that was moving smoothly, and said, "It's a pity.
, I’m not interested in you.”
"Did you know that there are mind-enchanting drugs in this world that can control people's minds? With your skills and courage, if I am willing to spare your life and keep you by my side, even the kidnappers will not dare to speak out against it."
Mrs. Hongxiao lay on her side with her head propped up, looking at Fang Yiai with a half-smile but not a smile, and said as if she had a mastermind.
"Just like how you control King Qizaro Khan?" Fang Yiai said.
"Are you from Xichenluo or Arzhan? Or are you from the Tang Dynasty?" Mrs. Hongxiao's eyes flashed with sparkle as she looked at Fang Yiai's expression carefully.
Fang Yi's heart suddenly melted, a curious smile appeared on his face, and he asked with interest, "Who do you want me to be from, madam?"
"A few days ago, Mn Chi sent people to Xichenluo's place. His attitude is in favor of Tang Zhan. Even if he goes to the bottom, Xichenluo doesn't have anyone as young and capable as you. You won't be his.
." Mrs. Hongxiao said calmly.
"As for Arzhan, well, after his wife died of illness, the old guy was often in poor health. After the princess passed away, it became even worse. Although his two sons are capable, they are not as cunning as him. What's more, he and he
If Qizaro has a problem, even if he doesn't turn to Mangan for kidnapping, he won't side with Qizaro who has no heir to succeed him."
"In other words, you have concluded that I will not be from Arzhan." Fang Yiai nodded and said in agreement.
"The most important thing is that you don't have the smell of mutton or cow or sheep manure mixed with grass." Mrs. Hongxiao looked at Fang Yiai and said confidently.
After being startled, Fang Yiai smiled knowingly. It is also true that people who handle medicinal herbs are inherently sensitive to smells, especially those who make poisons. If they want to accurately identify the ingredients of poisons, their nose must be sensitive to smells.
, the requirements are higher.
After all, poisons that are truly colorless and odorless are relatively rare. All medicines have some taste. If you want to detoxify, or add or subtract to make other medicines, you must be able to distinguish the medicine in advance.
Ingredients and dosage.
This is also the reason why in this era without advanced instruments, doctors, pharmacists and poisonists are not well trained.
"What do you want, Madam?" Fang Yiai agreed to Madam Hongxiao's guess and asked.
"The previous fight gave me no chance to poison me. I thought it was just a coincidence. But I just smelled a faint smell of herbs on your body. I guess your willingness to tie your hands must have something to rely on for my weakness." Mrs. Hongxiao's eyes
He said brightly.
"I am a doctor." Fang Yiai nodded and admitted.
"If you know how to use medicine to save people, you will use medicine to kill people." Mrs. Hongxiao said, "If you can detoxify my poison, or get a poison that I haven't got yet, you have to take Qizaro away, and I will
Quan Dang doesn’t know, so what?” Mrs. Hongxiao said eagerly.
"All the people I sent out have not come back. Princess Yilan must have been in contact with you people from the Tang Dynasty, otherwise she would not have sent a doctor who knows medical knowledge to come to the royal city. King Qizhaluo Khan must save her during this trip.
Let's go." Mrs. Hongxiao said confidently.
Fang Yiai rubbed his head and looked at Mrs. Hongxiao silently. Fang Yiai was not afraid of the exchange of medical skills, but when it came to poison, Fang Yiai really had no idea. What she usually played with was just some sweat medicine.
There is really no research on the harmless spoof drugs such as itching powder and skin-like blood (the skin will turn red when it touches the powder and will disappear in two days), but there are no special poisons that can really hurt people.
Even the medicine that made Wu Yuanshuang stupid in the first place was just based on his condition, and the main effect was his high fever.
Perhaps it was the feeling of loneliness like having no opponent and feeling cold at high places, which made Mrs. Hongxiao feel a little itchy after Fang Yiai admitted that she knew the medicine. She was afraid that Fang Yiai would not agree, so she added more chips and said, "
There is also a young general from the Tang Dynasty in the royal city. If you can defeat me, I will let you take him away with Qizaro, how about that?"
"First let me meet King Qizhaluo Khan and the young general of the Tang Dynasty you mentioned. I will make sure that what you say is true, and then I will compete with you." Fang Yi's heart tightened and he said without changing his expression.
.
"You can follow me into the royal court to meet Qizaro first. As for that young general of the Tang Dynasty, when you win against me, you will naturally cash in." Mrs. Hongxiao raised the corner of her mouth and bargained.
Looking into Mrs. Hongxiao's eyes, Fang Yiai had some doubts. Cheng Huailiang should not have fallen into the hands of Mrs. Hongxiao, right? If Mn Chijiao knew about Cheng Huailiang's existence, how could he not threaten Cheng Huailiang's life before the battle?
Let Mrs. Hongxiao use Cheng Hualiang as a bargaining chip?
Even with such speculation, Fang Yiai did not dare not to take Mrs. Hongxiao's words seriously. She was not afraid of ten thousand but just in case. What if Mrs. Hongxiao really had soldiers of the Tang Dynasty in her hands?
Fang Yiai thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, requesting that all the medicinal materials used should be provided by Mrs. Hongxiao. After all, she was playing at home and she was playing away.
After the agreement, Fang Yiai and Mrs. Hongxiao sat on either side of Ruantan without disturbing each other. They hoped that after Wu Hao knew that he had fallen into the hands of Mrs. Hongxiao, he could calm down and restrain Cao Da. Don't do anything.
At this time, I have a conflict with Yilan's people. I also hope that Yilan can return to the small courtyard we rented in Wangcheng safely and nothing will go wrong again.
The other one was thinking, hoping that his opponent this time would not disappoint him. He was thinking that if Fang Yiai could really remove some of the poisons in his hands, would his job be more successful through Fang Yiai's help?
The two of them were each thinking about their own things, and were carried into the royal court before they knew it.
On the other hand, after Yilan vented her anger on the street, under the persuasion of the kind-hearted uncle, she stopped her voice. After thanking the kind-hearted uncle for his kindness, she wandered away alone, aimlessly walking on the street.
Wandering.
The kind-hearted uncle signaled his two men to follow Yilan carefully to prevent Yilan from getting into trouble. After Yilan's figure disappeared from the busy street, his face darkened and he looked at the two young men standing next to him with their heads bowed.
Aren't those two young men the same two young men who avoided Fang Yiai's gaze in embarrassment before?
"Dad." One of the young men, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, looked slightly immature, carefully glanced at the kind uncle's gloomy face, and called out in an unintelligible voice.
Another young man, half a step behind the previous young man, bowed his waist and lowered his head, not daring to say a word. He should obviously be a close personal attendant of the previous young man.
"You! Humph!" The kind-hearted uncle wanted to raise his hand, but when he saw his son's appearance, he couldn't slap him down. He finally flicked his sleeve and left.
The young man obviously knew that what he did today was a bit unkind and not manly enough, so he didn't dare to say anything. He obediently led his personal entourage and quickly followed the kind uncle.