Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 347 The Pit Depth 077 Meters Revisited (4)
After talking a lot like this, Xiao Qian remained silent.

His attention was all on the medicinal materials on the mountain, and his emotions were as pale as white water.

Winter is coming, the mountains are withered, and most of the branches are dry.After a while, he found a bead of wild Tianqi on a mountain col.He handed over the medicine hoe, and he turned around: "Kixi!"

Chi Xi let out an "ah" and pointed to his nose, "It's me again?"

Bitterly curling his lips, Chi Xiyou's resentful eyes flashed and flickered, he was very wronged, but seeing Xiao Qian's unmoved and Chuangbei's monk physique, he finally resigned to his fate and took the medicine The hoe followed Tian Qi's growth and dug its roots, muttering, "Who made Chi Xi's beautiful face make people jealous. Who made the Lord always favor me, making people jealous..."

Comforting himself, seeing the medicine hoe sharpen his white and tender hands, and the wet soil unceremoniously penetrated into his fingertips, he finally wiped his face, and went crazy again, "...Master, I would rather suffer Bai, I don’t want to dig medicine.”

Xiao Qian said calmly behind his back: "I will help you."

Chuang Bei smiled lightly, turned his back to Xiao Qian's position, pulled a few vines and weed plants, weaved them into a headband, slowly put them on Chi Xi's head, and clasped his hands together for a few times, as if He whispered a few words as if chanting a mantra, and was so angry that he turned his head and stared at him.

"What is the monk doing?"

Chuangbei Road: "I will save you in advance—"

Kexi: "Get out!"

This hoarse roar resounded in the valley.

Chuangbei was frightened, "Okay, I feel sorry for you, I will give you fifty!"

Chi Xi happily licked the corners of his mouth, happy, and hung the collar around his neck like a treasure, for fear that the branches and vines would hang it off.But for some reason, when I turned around and saw him wearing a straw woven headband, he was majestic, handsome and upright, and the majestic master actually fell in love with him—no, he fell in love with this headband.

At that moment, Xiao Qian's eyes were soft and warm, "It's a hundred times."

This time, not only hit the west, but also Chuangbei.

It's just a headband made of grass and rattan... Could it be that the master is really stunned?

Of course Xiao Qian was not in a daze, he asked Chi Xi to pick up Tian Qi into the medicine locust, counted the time, found a few more medicines, and calmly went down the mountain.In the small town at the foot of Lianhua Mountain, a group of riders hurried over.

"Yu—" With a low heck, the horse stopped.

Seeing Xiao Qian, Chi, the leader, came over with a big stride, "Master, Your Majesty is looking for you."

At the end, he leaned closer to Xiao Qian's horse, and told Xiao Qian about the situation in the early morning court in detail, and said worriedly: "Xie Chen obviously came prepared this time, so you must be careful..." Speaking of this, he left and right After looking at it, he whispered: "If not, why don't the envoys go first?"

Xiao Qian's voice said lightly: "If you don't go, where else can you go!"

Chi Chong's eyes flickered, but he was speechless.

Xiao Qian carefully tied Yaolou to his body, got on his horse, and strode away from Lianhua Mountain, but he did not enter the palace to have an audience, but went straight back to the medicine hut of the privy envoy's mansion, locked in there alone for about half an hour, Just now, he took a dressing jar made of fresh herbs and got on the horse again.

A group of guards followed closely, fearing that there would be changes in the palace.

But Xiao Qian was very calm, he still didn't enter the palace, but went to the imperial city to serve as prison.

Mo Jiu is in a daze right now, and she doesn't know anything about the outside affairs.

If it's a half-day tour of the Imperial City Prisoner, she might be interested, but the day and night are almost over, and she can only wander in a small place, eating, drinking, and messing around here. Made her angry.During these time, she refurbished "Travel of the Heavenly Court" again and again, and discussed several copyrights with Mo Ling'er, but she couldn't find any new ideas, and her prison disaster still had no results.

No one has ever interrogated her, and no one has paid attention to her. Even when the meal was delivered today, the jailer brother is like a dumb guy. No matter why she asks why, she doesn't answer.She rolled and rolled on the straw, and when the straw was flattened by her, she finally heard footsteps outside.

"It's finally here, let's see how my aunt cleans up..."

She sat up cross-legged, staring at the jailer with her big eyes, when she saw Xiao Liulang.

Dazed for a while, she changed the subject, "Hey, why is Liu Lang here?"

Xiao Liulang didn't answer him, but only motioned to the jailer.

The leader of the prison guard who came with him was very respectful towards Xiao Qian. He secretly glanced at Mo Jiu's face, nodded and bowed, took out the key and opened the cell door.But when he was about to step back, he looked at Xiao Qian again with a strange and sympathetic look, which seemed to say - how did such an ugly woman fall into Xiao Shijun's eyes?

Mo Jiu understood the expression of the jailer leader, rubbed his face and gave him an annoyed look, then squinted at Xiao Liulang, "What's going on outside? Can Song Yan be found? It's been a day and a night, even if we find her , I’m afraid I’m dead. I’m accused of... Is it all settled? Looking at your mournful expression, could it be that I’ve really been convicted? Hey, do you people have any laws? You don’t need to go to court Is it on trial?"

She probably held her breath after being silent for a long time, but when she saw Xiao Qian appearing, she talked a lot.

Sentence after sentence, like a cannonball, did not give him a chance to answer at all.

Of course, Xiao Qian didn't answer either, he took out the porcelain cup and put it on the bedside, "Lie down."

"Oh..." Mo Jiu smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, sat down obediently, stretched his waist, and lazily stretched out his swollen and painful foot in front of him, then looked at his serious face, bit by bit Dian looped up her trouser legs, rolled them above her knees, and exposed her insteps, which were swollen higher than a steamed bun, and placed them on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Liulang, who is so serious, looks good from the side.

Mo Jiu bent her lips and stared, almost forgetting the injury on her foot.

At this time, Xiao Qian pressed down, and the swollen area was dented.

Mo Jiu screamed and "hissed": "Be gentle, it hurts!"

(End of this chapter)