Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

Knowing that he might not have much time to live, Xiao Yihan selfishly hoped that Shui Ningyan could look at him a few more times.

Misfortunes never come singly, at night, Xiao Yihan received another message, when he came in from the door, his expression was obviously more dignified than it was during the day.

"Yi Han, are you uncomfortable? Why is your face so ugly?" Shui Ningyan stepped forward to put a cloak on Xiao Yihan, and asked with concern.

Xiao Yihan turned his head to look at Shui Ningyan, hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Do you know if your mother was poisoned?"

Shui Ningyan was taken aback when she heard the words, and instantly realized that the emperor of Yan State had given her mother a poison, but this kind of poison would occur once every two months. Although no one could die, the pain was unbearable for ordinary people Yes, after a long time, people will seek death because they cannot bear this kind of pain.

Counting the days, it has been nearly two months since her mother left the country of Yan. Without the antidote from the emperor of the country of Yan, the poisonous fruit in the mother's body is really poisonous.

The dignified and worried expression on Shui Ningyan's face already explained everything, Xiao Yi looked at Shui Ningyan unbearably, and comforted him: "I have already sent someone to ask Dr. Zhang Cheng to rush over to see if there is any solution Temporarily suppress the poison in your mother's body."

Shui Ningyan nodded lightly, no matter how anxious she is at this moment, she has no way to help her mother share anything, she can only hope that her mother can survive, and save her when she finds the antidote.

Now that Emperor Yan is dead, Shui Ningyan's mother doesn't have to avoid it anymore. In order to make her happy, Xiao Yihan patted her on the shoulder like a comforting friend, and said, "I have ordered you to wait for your mother's mother." When their illness has improved, they will be taken to live in Hancheng, so that it will be more convenient for you to take care of them." Shui Ningyan looked up at Xiao Yihan in surprise, knowing what she was thinking, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry. , now that Emperor Yan is dead, the rest of the matter will be easy to handle, and you can rest assured that you will bring your mother to your side."

Hearing this, Shui Ningyan lowered her head lightly, and did not refuse aloud, because she also understood that once Emperor Yan died, there would be nothing to hinder them except that there was no antidote.

Helan Mosu already knew that Banxia was herself, but she didn't expose her on the spot. I'm afraid she had other plans in her heart. In this case, she could brazenly bring her mother to Hancheng to take care of her.

In this way, Zijin will also return to her side.

Before dawn on the second day, Xiao Yihan and his party set off from Zhucheng. Before leaving, Shui Ningyan wrote a letter for the servant to deliver to shopkeeper Liu.

The carriage bumped on the road, Shui Ningyan casually poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Yihan who was reading a book, with a slight smile on his lips: "Since you want to know what I wrote, why didn't you ask me?"

Xiao Yihan looked sideways at Shui Ningyan when he heard the words, his warm and clear eyes were filled with a faint doting smile: "If you want me to know, you will naturally say, why should I ask?"

Shui Ningyan smiled faintly, and replied: "Because my mother taught me to embroider since I was a child, there are several embroidery patterns that no one else in the world can embroider except my mother and me. I also quite understand that the embroidery samples of Chu State are quite monotonous, I have taught him various embroidery methods in the letter, presumably shopkeeper Liu will understand after reading it."

When Xiao Yihan heard this, his eyes were a bit puzzled: "Since you are the only ones who know it, how can you teach it to others? Are you afraid that others will steal it from you?"