After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 63 Who Can Detoxify

There was constant sighing in Deyun Tower, and Song Wanwan couldn't bear the eyes of everyone and stumbled out.

Lin Yixian looked at Lin Anyan with a complicated expression, and she didn't know how things turned out like this.

Her favorite sister Wanwan actually plagiarized her brother's poems, which made her feel disillusioned and confused.And Song Wanwan still used her, she didn't realize it until now.

"Brother..." Lin Yixian anxiously walked to the side of the pale-faced Lin Anyan. "Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Do you still think it's a misunderstanding?" Lin Anyan's eyes were red, and his fists were still clenched tightly.

Lin Anyan also wanted to use a misunderstanding to wash away Song Wanwan, but once, twice, or three times, could it be a misunderstanding?

The girl he once liked is now beyond recognition, or he has never seen her clearly.

He suddenly looked up, the window of the box on the second floor had been closed, and the woman with cold eyes had disappeared.

He suddenly felt empty in his heart, and belatedly realized that he had done something wrong, that once some people missed it, they would never have it again.

"Go back." Lin Anyan said dejectedly, without waiting for Lin Yixian to answer, he walked out slowly.

In the box on the second floor, Princess Yongjia said in a very good mood: "Your sister will probably cry when you go back now."

"Cry, there will be time for her to cry in the future." Song Jiuxi smiled.

From her rebirth, it meant that Song Wanwan's life would not be easy.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the box, and Chang Shenhui's voice came from outside the door: "Chang Shenhui, a grass-roots man, pays his respects to His Royal Highness the Princess."

"What is he doing here?" Princess Yongjia was dissatisfied.

Song Jiuxi couldn't figure it out either, Princess Yongjia said to a guard behind her, "Send him away, I don't want to see him."

"Yes." The guard led the order and went out.

It was only then that Yongjia noticed Shen Changshu standing next to him, and immediately became angry: "Why are you still standing there stupidly, get out!"

Shen Changshu bowed and saluted, then turned and walked out.

Yong Jia muttered: "These men are more boring than the other. They are either full of calculations or nerds. I would rather never marry in my life than live with such a person."

Thinking of Yongjia finally embarking on the road of marriage in the previous life, Song Jiuxi said seriously: "Then I hope Princess Yongjia will be happy for the rest of her life, it doesn't matter if she wants a man or not."

Princess Yongjia was in a better mood again, and the guard who had just left came in again, and whispered in Yongjia's ear: "Young Master Chang said that he bought a sweaty BMW from the Western Regions, and he wanted to give it to Her Royal Highness."

"Sweat and blood BMW?" Yongjia's eyes lit up, and then he said excitedly, "This Chang Shenhui wants to use the sweat and blood BMW to please me, thinking that the princess is so easy to be deceived? Tell him, the princess will not accept it, let him Wherever you go, don’t hang out in front of my mother if you have nothing to do.”

The guard said: "Mr. Chang said that if the princess doesn't accept it, he can sell it to the princess."

Yongjia raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and Song Jiuxi was also surprised.Chang Shenhui was very smart, knowing that Yongjia didn't like him and didn't want to accept what he gave, so he gave it to Yongjia in the name of selling it.

Yongjia was still hesitant about this hard-earned BMW, thinking that if he paid for it, it would have nothing to do with Chang Shenhui, so he spent money to buy the horse.

After Chang Shenhui delivered the horse, he left without showing his face in front of Yongjia.

Song Jiuxi accompanied Princess Yongjia back to the Princess Mansion. There was a racecourse behind the Princess Mansion specially for Yongjia's usual horse racing.Princess Yongjia doesn't like those things that women in the boudoir like to play, but she likes horse racing and raising a bunch of martial arts masters.

Now that she had this hard-earned horse, she got on the horse and ran two laps when she was in the mood.

Song Jiuxi also pulled out a horse from the stable, and Yong Jia asked with a smile, "Shall we compete?"

"Okay." Song Jiuxi got on the horse, swung the rein with his palm, and the horse jumped out immediately.

Yongjia didn't hesitate to give in, and the two ran tit for tat on the racecourse for a dozen laps, and in the end it was Song Jiuxi who firmly held her down.

Yongjia said unhappily: "You still say it's a bloody horse, why can't you even run an ordinary horse?"

Song Jiuxi said with a smile: "The field here is still small, and sweaty horses may not be able to run away."

Yongjia had a bright smile on his face: "Okay, let's go out to the city another day for a run, and then I will definitely beat you."

Song Jiuxi agreed with a smile, and she returned to Duke Yan's mansion.After Yan Shubai said it last time, he really opened a door leading to the outside on the wall of their yard.

Now they don't need to go through the main entrance of the Duke of Yan's mansion to go in and out. Once the gate is closed, it seems to be cut off from the Duke of Yan's mansion.

When Song Jiuxi went back, Yan Shubai was sitting under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard.He was still sitting in the wheelchair, looking weak.

Although his legs were not disabled, it was a fact that he had been hit by Qishuangxue.

Qishuangxue's poison has penetrated into the viscera, which is why Yan Shubai is so weak.Song Jiuxi read so many medical books left by his mother, but he couldn't find a way to undo Qishuangxue.

Song Jiuxi remembered that Yan Shubai had told her that he had found someone who could cure Qishuang snow poison.

I don't know if the poison is too difficult to cure now, or this person is unwilling to take action.

Song Jiuxi walked to Yan Shubai's side, Yan Shubai opened his eyes, the Qishuangxue in his body made him suffer from pain all the time, but those peach blossom eyes still looked at her with a smile.

Song Jiuxi said, "Stretch out your hand."

Yan Shubai obediently stretched out his hand in front of Song Jiuxi, and Song Jiuxi's fingers caught his pulse.

The pulse was still disordered, and as soon as Song Jiuxi touched his fingers, he felt a chill rushing through his meridians.

Song Jiuxi frowned. If Yan Shubai's poison was not released, his body would not be able to hold on.

"Who was the person you said could cure you?"

Yan Shubai didn't answer but grabbed Song Jiuxi's hand, and he said with a smile, "My lady, warm me up."

Yan Shubai's hands were as cold as jade, and he couldn't feel the breath of a living person.Song Jiuxi was thinking about the question she asked just now, and didn't care about Yan Shubai's hand holding her.

"The only people who can detoxify me are people from the Lingyun Pavilion, but now that the Lingyun Pavilion is closed, I can only undo the poison if I find a direct disciple of the pavilion master of the Lingyun Pavilion."

Song Jiuxi looked at Yan Shubai, staring into his eyes.

Song Jiuxi always suspected that Yan Shubai knew that she was the niece of the pavilion master of Lingyun Pavilion, but Yan Shubai never showed it.

Could it be that Yan Shubai finally couldn't bear to take advantage of her identity?
Song Jiuxi's heart turned cold, thinking that Yan Shubai would use her because of Lingyun Pavilion like Zhao Hongjun, she sneered in her heart, and at the same time, an inexplicable anger rose.

Yan Shubai grabbed Song Jiuxi's fingers, looked at her eyes that instantly turned cold, and said helplessly, "The person I'm talking about is the seventh apprentice of the Pavilion Master of Lingyun Pavilion, that is, the Taoist Master Baiyun of Baiyun Temple."

"Ah?" Song Jiuxi was stunned for a rare moment.

Yan Shubai continued: "But no one knows that Daoist Baiyun is from Lingyun Pavilion, and he never reveals his identity. Moreover, this person hates Yan Herong very much, and he will not detoxify me."

Yan Herong is Yan Guogong, the father of Yan Shubai.

Song Jiuxi thought about the fact that she tricked Taoist Baiyun and almost killed him.She felt guilty, if Taoist Bai Yun died, wouldn't anyone be able to undo the poison on Yan Shubai's body?

Song Jiuxi hurriedly said, "Is there no other way? Shall I go and catch him?"

"If this trick worked, I would have used it long ago. Daoist Baiyun said that even if he died, he would not save me. Moreover, his martial arts skills are superb, and ordinary people can't get close to him."

"A few days ago, King Duan's people wanted to kill him, but he avoided him. These days, he just pretended to be seriously injured, and hid in the Prince's Mansion and couldn't come out."

Is Taoist Baiyun faking his serious injury?

Song Jiuxi was taken aback. If so, this person might be difficult to deal with.

Song Jiuxi asked: "Is there anyone close to Daoist Baiyun? Let's start with those around him?"

Yan Shubai paused, and then said flatly: "Yes, but this person will not beg him for me."

Song Jiuxi asked, "Who?"

Something is better than nothing, at least it is a hope.

Yan Shubai was silent for a long time before he said with a complicated expression: "My mother."

(End of this chapter)