After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 246 Is it?

When having breakfast, Su Jiu'er served him as usual.

Yan Yunxiao saw that the wound on her index finger had scabbed over.

Last time he asked Su Jiuer what was going on here, Su Jiuer didn't answer.

Right now, his condition is a little better, and the chaotic memory in his mind has already been outlined.

When he was unconscious in Longhua Palace, his throat was thirsty and astringent, and then it seemed that something was put into his mouth, and he began to instinctively absorb the flowing liquid.

It was Su Jiu'er who bit his own finger and used blood as water to relieve him.

After breakfast was over, Su Jiu'er fetched the medicine box again, ready to give Yan Yunxiao two injections.

While searching for things, she explained to Yan Yunxiao, "Your foundation is too weak, I can't give you medicine to nourish you."

"When the wound shows no signs of suppuration tomorrow, I will prescribe you some soothing and warming medicine."

"This time, all treatment must be under my command, and you can't mess around, you understand?"

Maybe it's because his weak appearance doesn't feel oppressive at all, so most of the time, Su Jiu'er treats him directly in the same tone as he treats Xiaoxiao.

He was not annoyed, nor could he be.

He knew that this turnaround of the situation was all supported by Su Jiu'er at the front.

She was on the same side as him, so why should he be annoyed?

He nodded obediently.

"it is good."

Before Su Jiu'er gave him the needle, he took out a roll of short gauze from the medicine box, took Su Jiu'er's hand, and wrapped up the wound on her index finger.

Su Jiu'er was about to laugh angrily.

She said to Yan Yunxiao, "Hurry up, my wound will heal if you slow down."

Such a small wound, what is the difference between wrapping and not wrapping?
But Yan Yunxiao's expression was very serious. He touched Su Jiu'er's fingertips and said in a low voice, "Not in the future."

Su Jiu'er could tell that he seemed to be feeling sorry for her.

So he pursed his lips and smiled, then reached out and stroked the top of his hair, as if he was petting a big wolfhound.

Su Jiu'er gave him an injection to soothe his muscles and bones that had been strained by force in the hall that day, and he asked a little worriedly, "After seven days, can you really find that strange fragrance?"

She was about to tell him about it too.

After pondering for a moment, "Then I need your help."

"You send someone to the market to investigate the sources and spices of evening primrose, clove, lily, and moon red within three months."

"It's mainly medicine shops and greenhouses."

These kinds of flowers are all slightly poisonous, and the symptoms they induce are exactly matching Yan Yunxiao's physical condition.

In addition, these varieties can also be neutralized and used as medicine.

Therefore, the focus of their investigation is not the spice shop, but the medicine shop and the greenhouse for cultivating flower seeds.

Ordinary people smelled stuffy, dizzy, and retching at most, but Yan Yunxiao's physique was not good, and his heart and lung function was not as good as that of normal people, so when he smelled this smell, he would double the symptoms of excess.

Thus directly entering a state of depression and mania.

And because Yan Yunxiao already had a mental illness, it is a very vigilant thing to have unstable emotions appearing on him, so that's why in a fit of anger, the officials at the ceremony that day killed Ji Chuan in public, causing The panic and dissatisfaction of the crowd.

Yan Yunxiao wrote it down carefully, and quickly conveyed the order.

It's a bit strange, Ziling hasn't sent back any letters so far, so I wonder if something difficult happened on the way to Beijiang?
It's not just Ziling who is different.

Song Xingshi has been so busy these days that he has no time for divination.

Someone from the Ten Thousand Arrows League spread the word that there was another frenzy of "servant trading" in the entire black market.

Although buying and selling slaves in the black market is nothing new, what surprised Song Xingshi was that the popularity of slave trading has not dropped for a month.

It looked like a normal transaction, with both male servants and female slaves, and he couldn't find any signs of it for a while, so he had to silently pay attention to other changes in the dark.

King Qi searched for South China incense all morning, but in the end he only found a small amount of fingernail in a spice shop, and he didn't find any sales and sales of South China incense in any spice shop.

This shows that Huananxiang is not a simple spice.

The owner of the spice shop also told their people that this spice is only used to blend with other spices, and under normal circumstances it would not be used as a separate spice.

Only then did King Qi know that he had no way to clean up the traces of Ji Chuan's work.

Regarding the matter of drawing boundaries with others, King Qi is already proficient and can't be more proficient.

He met Ji Chuan in an opera troupe. There was a well-known actor in the opera troupe. King Qi went to the show several times to praise him. Then once the actor was unwell, the troupe invited a young man. The doctor came for consultation, and the young doctor was Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuansheng was handsome and playful, and this time, King Qi took a fancy to him and brought him back to the palace, and because he knew some strange medical skills, King Qi reused him a bit.

Unfortunately, it still doesn't work.

He quickly arranged for people to go to the opera troupe, and sent away all the people who knew Ji Chuan. After tonight, there was no one who knew Ji Chuan in the imperial capital.

And Yan Yunxiao sent out manpower, and gave the result that night.

Su Jiu'er unfolded the purchase receipt in her hand, and paced back and forth in the hall, reading the data on it.

"The purchase amount of the evening primrose seeds."

Among all the data, only the sales data of Ye Lixiang is huge, which seems a bit "explosive" compared with the others.

In addition, Yan Yunxiao's people also brought these types of dry goods from the herb shop.

Su Jiu'er bowed her head and calmed down slightly, only feeling that the mixture of these several smells was very pungent.

The flower seeds that have been dried to make traditional Chinese medicine no longer have the aroma of flowers, and the face is full of dry and clear breath, which smells bitter in the nose and mouth.

She retched, resealed the small bags, and threw them in the corner.

Let's wait until she grinds these things into powder tomorrow.

"Go and buy some tuberose for me tomorrow, nothing else, just this tuberose."

Because it was Su Jiu'er who said it, he didn't agree immediately, but looked at Yan Yunxiao first.

Looking up, he saw him sitting on top of the main guard, nodding his head slightly, the men in black clasped their fists in response, and all retreated from Yinhua Hall.

Seeing Su Jiuer's confident appearance, Yan Yunxiao couldn't help being curious.

He asked, "Is it true that the strange fragrance can be smelled by two people at the same time, but only one person has the symptom of losing his soul?"

Su Jiuer pursed her lips and smiled slyly.

These people are really deceitful.

How could there be such a strange spice in this world.

She raised her eyebrows, "Guess?"

Yan Yunxiao looked at her for a long time, his eyes fell on the shiny jade bead hanging on her neck, and suddenly remembered something.

He hooked his lips into a slight smile, and said softly.

"There is no such wonderful fragrance in the world, but Jiu'er has it, right?"

(End of this chapter)