When Wanyao came out, it was already dawn and a fog started early in the morning. At this time, the fog disappeared and the air became particularly fresh.
The blooming stamens are crystal dewdrops, which emit a bit of dazzling but still beautiful light in the morning light.
Wanyao opened his arms slightly and made a hug gesture, but a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Feeling a wisp of clothes fluttering behind him, Wanyao calmly withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, and walked towards his room.
"Miss." Xiaoqiu was cleaning the yard. When she saw her lady coming back, she quickly put down the broom and greeted her with a smile:
"Miss, I just came back from the prince. Have you eaten? Do you have me prepared food for you?"
"No need." Wanyao answered very decisively, "It's still as usual. I'll go bathing and worship Buddha, you don't have to disturb me."
"I understand." Xiaoqiu nodded immediately, and when Wanyao entered the room, he continued to pick up the broom and swept the ground. When he looked at the closed wooden door, he was confused.
She has been following Wanyao since she was a child, but Wanyao's transformation this time is really too big.
Not only did her personality completely change, but she also added a move of worshiping Buddha. She also had a day of worship, without eating or drinking. She was curious several times and put her ears on her and listened, but could not hear any sound.
Very strange.
Taking a deep breath, Xiaoqiu gathered the swept fallen leaves into a small stall, not thinking too much.
Wanyao, who entered his room, first breathed a sigh of relief, and then lit a lilac candle.
This room looks almost unchanged from Wanyao's room before, but there is a pure gold Buddha placed directly opposite the door.
There was a mysterious smile on his face and he looked very kind.
He surrounded him vigilantly, including the roof and the bottom of the bed, until he was sure that there was no one, Wanyao walked carefully to the Buddha statue. He closed his hands and said softly: "Please forgive me, Buddha."
Then, he reached out and pressed the Buddha's toes gently.
With a small rumbling sound, the Buddha's body immediately tilted about a foot to the left, and a small black door suddenly appeared at that distance of about one foot.
Wanyao looked back vigilantly again, and after confirming that there was no one, he slowly walked into the secret passage.
As her clothes floated in, the Buddha statue seemed to have been subjected to some resistance and slowly returned to its original position.
Walking in was a deep and unfathomable passage, very cold, with occasional clattering sounds of water drops.
Wanyao was still wearing summer outfit. As soon as he entered, he couldn't help but shivered. He put his hands together and rubbed them, took out a fire stick from his arms, blew a breath, and ignited the fire.
, slowly walked forward along the faint fire light.
The path was very narrow, so narrow that she could only pass by alone. Her body would touch the wall from time to time, and she could not use light skills, which was very awkward.
Forgot how long it took to leave, Wanyao finally saw a faint light ahead.
I felt uncomfortable and reached out to block my eyes. I walked forward and blew out the fire breaker and stuffed it into my arms.
He raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the slightly hunched figure, he sighed a long sigh.
"You are here." The figure did not turn back, and his voice was very thick, like a middle-aged man, but it seemed to be deliberately disguised.
"I have done everything I promised you, and now you can let my parents go."
His eyes were slightly sour, and Wanyao's shoulders were shaking slightly while talking.
Yes, just one second after she took over the incident that happened before Ye Hua asked her to find Hua Xuanji. Suddenly, news of Qianjitang being invaded came.
When she returned, she also saw such a hunched back.
How smart the people in Qianjitang are and how high the martial arts are, but they are still poisoned by someone, with their faces ashen and their eyes are stunned.
But Wanyao's parents, whom she worked hard to find, were missing.
This hunched back was like today, without turning back. Just as she had just stepped within ten steps of her, she asked her in a hoarse and low voice:
"You are Wanyao, the one who was once very popular by the second prince nowadays?"
He was extremely fond of it? A sneer appeared on the corner of Wan Yao's mouth, it was just a tool. Maybe this is the case in the eyes of outsiders.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man did not change at all, but said, "Help me do something, and after the matter is done, I will give you the antidote to the poison they have, and you
Parents will come back safely.”
"Why should I listen to you?"
"If you don't want them to die, just listen to me." The voice was still low and there was no slight fluctuation.
"It's easy to think about it." Wan Yao snorted coldly, with a slight mistake in his steps, and he condensed all his strength in his palm and slashed straight towards the hunched back.
"Overbial power." The four words in the darkness floated like a spell. Before Wan Yao could react, the man had already moved behind her quickly, and the palm that she stretched out was also separated by a piece of clothing.
Holding his hands straight.
"You can't beat me." The voice was still the same as before, and there was no other emotion in it. I held Wan Yao's palm and slowly tried hard: "Agree, but I still don't agree!"
As his thoughts gradually pulled back, Wanyao took a deep breath, waiting for the hunched back to reply.
As time passed by, the hunchbacked old man stood there as if he had been lit into a hole, motionless. Just as Wan Yao was about to open his mouth again, his sleeve suddenly flashed, and something was throwing straight towards Wan Yao.
come over.
Wanyao narrowed his eyes, saw clearly that it was a small jasper bottle, and quickly reached out to pick it up.
"This is half the antidote. I will give you the rest on the wedding day. As for your parents, we will be together that day."
After saying that, Wanyao had no time to refute anything, but felt that a gust of wind seemed to pass by, and a piece of sand was confused. When it was fully opened, the hunched back had long been unknown where it was going.
Holding the jasper bottle in his hand tightly, Wanyao's breathing gradually became heavy, she hid the bottle in her arms, took out the fire slip and returned according to the original path.
Things like Jianghu have always been talkative, and Qianjitang has spyed on the secrets of countless people, and everyone has been punished, but they are afraid that they will ask for something in the future.
Therefore, although Wan Yao tried his best to suppress this matter, all the spies in Qianji Hall were poisoned and the disappearance of the master's wife overnight still spread to the world.
It's just that the methods of passing are all kinds of strange.
At the same time, in the palace, the prophet reached out to knead his temples and showed a feeling of bitterness and deep revenge towards the pile of folds in front of him.
Oh my God! It seems that his decision to come up with the imperial edict earlier was too right. It was too tiring to be the emperor.
He would rather do that peaceful life where he was doing nothing all day, pinched his fingers and lived in seclusion in the mountains without asking for it, than having such a headache as at this time.
He originally watched Ye Hua and Bai Yan fight very much, and thought that he would just give all the burden to Ye Hua to sit in an empty seat by himself.
Unexpectedly, Ye Hua was seriously injured. If he stuffed these piles of folds to Ye Hua now, Hua Xuanji would be able to eat him.
His eyes gradually became deeper, and the prophet tapped the table with his hands intentionally or unintentionally, his brows frowned slightly.
For him, what is important at this time is not these memorials, but to find out whether Hua Xuanji's mother, the prime minister's dead concubine, was his junior sister.
"The emperor is lucky, the eldest prince is asking for a visit outside the door." While the prophet was pondering, a father-in-law's sharp voice came in.
When the prophet heard this, he suddenly felt excited and ordered to the father-in-law: "Bai, um, Eunuch Huang, go and invite him."
"Yes." The father-in-law leaned over and stepped back quickly. Then, Yu Wuxia slowly walked in.
"You all go down." The prophet restored his majesty to the emperor at this time and gave a cold command to a group of palace maids.
"No." The palace maid's voices were heard in unison and quickly retreated.
"How is it?" The palace maid regained his nature as soon as she left, and stood up and asked Yu Wuxia, "Have you found out what?"
"Yes." Yu Wuxia pursed her lips. "I went to inquire here and heard a huge news that has spread throughout the world."
"What is it? Don't keep it a secret." The prophet asked anxiously, and he didn't look like he was the emperor at this time. He has been used to being loose for so many years.
"All the spies in Qianji Hall were infected with poison overnight, and no doctor could solve it. Moreover, the master and wife of Qianji Hall disappeared without a trace."
Pinching his chin slightly, the prophet's eyes showed a hint of incredibleness. He took a deep breath, slowly turned around and sat back on the dragon throne: "Is there such a thing? Then find out who did it?
Is it?"
"My son, I think, Father, you have guessed that person."
"What?" The prophet grabbed a note incredibly and slapped hard on the table: "It's really her!" He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the prophet shook his head slowly:
"That's right, the master of Qianjitang Ruyun. If it weren't for her, who else could have the ability to get all the masters infected with poisonous insects?"
Throwing the note in his hand aside, the prophet looked at Yu Wuxia a little anxiously, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Did you find out why she came out this time?"
"I heard that it seems like I am looking for someone..." Yu Wuxia narrowed her eyes slightly, paused slightly, and looked at the prophet's profound words and sentences: "A person with unparalleled medical skills in the world.