First Daughter is so charming: Your Majesty, you are poisonous

On the open-air grassland, the night sky is dotted with stars, as dazzling and bright as pearls falling on a jade plate.

Ning Xiyue quietly looked up at the stars in the night sky and asked, "you said that just now the refugees didn't even ask what the soup was for, so they drank it. What's the reason for them? Aren't you afraid it's poison? "

"Even if it's poison, they'll drink it."

A calm and magnetic voice sounded, and Feng Hua Yin Mo ran smiled: "because they are hungry."

"Eighth Lord?"

Seeing that it was Feng Huayin, Ning analyzed the moon and frowned. She thought Zhang Wei was here. Unexpectedly, it was Feng Huayin.

Looking around, I didn't see Zhang Wei's figure. Ning Xiyue pulled the corners of her mouth. That guy is always like this. As long as Feng Huayin is with her, he always tries to escape.

"Today..."

Deeply coagulating the woman's beautiful face, Feng Hua Yin opened his thin lips and said word by word: "thank you."

Fenghua Yin thanked Ning Xiyue for providing prescriptions to save these people.

"What did the eighth Lord say? I don't understand. "

Ning Yuexiu frowned and looked innocent: "what, thank you, thank you?"

Knowing that Ning Xiyue didn't want to admit that she saved these refugees, Feng Huayin nodded: "I just thank Miss Ning for her cooperation these days, otherwise the plague may spread to the capital."

Ning Xiyue glanced and nodded tacitly: "you're welcome."

If you take the soup medicine, it will not be effective immediately. It will take at least three or four days to completely eradicate the plague. I just hope there are not too many episodes.

After sitting for a while, Ning Xiyue got up and said goodbye: "eighth Lord, it's late. I'll go back and have a rest first."

"OK."

Feng Hua Yin's thin lips closed into a straight line and nodded.

Rong Xia was waiting for Ning xieyue not far away. When she saw someone coming out, she immediately came forward: "Miss, I heard the little brother who went out to buy medicine this afternoon... Say..."

"Say what?" Ning Xiyue asked absently.

"Say..."

Biting his teeth and stamping his feet, Rong Xia said, "people everywhere in the street say that you have been infected with the plague and are terminally ill. Even, some people bet that you won't live until dawn."

Then Rong Xia looked at Ning xieyue carefully. Seeing that Ning xieyue's beautiful and exquisite face was always indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with herself, Rong Xia was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, the young lady was not angry, and those people were really busy.

"The mouth grows on others. Just say it if you like."

Ning Xiyue coldly hooked her lips and said, "they say they are. Will miss Ben lose two or two meat because of this?"

To live a new life, Ning Jianyue has seen some things for a long time. She can't control other people's gossip, but she can control herself and don't get angry.

"But..."

Rong Xia clenched the corner of her mouth and was very distressed: "then we can't let them talk nonsense like this. We don't know who is so boring and spread such words."

"Who else can it be!"

The radian of the lip angle was very ironic: "Lu Wensan's mother and daughter returned to the capital at noon. Such news came out in the afternoon. Who revealed it? Isn't it obvious?"

"This..."

Rong Xia frowned angrily. When she heard these comments, she was angry, but she forgot about it.

Ning Xiyue couldn't help shaking her head. Rong Xia was a smart and calm person. The reason why she didn't think of Lu Wen's mother and daughter was because she cared too much about her master.

They walked into the tent and let Xia go to boil water for Ning xieyue. Ning xieyue sat alone in a chair and looked at the beating candles. There was a complexity in her amber eyes.

The plague of the people will soon be solved. At that time, the emperor and Feng Yici will think about who the "God Man" who cured the plague is. What she has to do is to quickly get rid of herself from the plague.

There was a strange flash in the fundus of his eyes. Ning Xiyue said, "Fengming, do me a favor." After all, Feng Ming is the person who sealed Hua Yin. Ning Xiyue trusted him more than others.

Even if Feng Huayin knows, it doesn't hurt, because Feng Huayin will keep it a secret for her.

Feng Ming came out of the dark and respectfully said, "Miss Ning, what can I do for you?"

Fengming is shocked and admired by Ning Xiyue's three and four times. As long as she thinks that Ning Xiyue is likely to be their future mistress, Fengming has an inexplicable sense of pride.

Where can I find such a mistress who knows medicine, wisdom and foresight? Only the magnificent prince can match Miss Ning!

Ning Xie looked at Feng Ming, who didn't know what he was thinking, and faintly drew from the corner of his mouth: "Feng Ming, what are you thinking?"

Being watched by Ning Xiyue, Feng Ming quickly waved his hand and said, "I didn't think of anything. Miss Ning, what do you call me!"

"There's something for you to help."

Frowned, Ning Xiyue then said, "go find someone who can act and pretend to be a Taoist monk to treat these refugees. I'll pay for it. As long as this person can act and keep his mouth shut."

Feng Ming frowned, wondering why Ning xieyue did this, but seeing that Ning xieyue's eyebrows were very dignified, he nodded and agreed, turned and left.

Ning Xiyue mockingly hooks the lip corner. It seems that it won't be sunny for long

The sun rises early in the morning.

Everyone didn't wait for the news that Ning xieyue was still alive, so it began to spread in the streets that Ning xieyue couldn't reach the plague and was dead.

It is even more lively and even worse, so they get rich.

In the general's house.

Lu Wen is lying on the Lihua recliner, and the blue water on one side is waiting for him with a fan.

Ning Jiahe sat and tasted, and his overlooking eyes made people unable to see what they thought.

"Wo'er, it's already this hour."

Lu Wen sneered: "now that Ning Xiyue must have been infected with the plague. Like those refugees, she has become neither human nor ghost. She has not been saved."

"I always don't want to believe it until the last minute."

Ning Jiahe's face is a little cold, or she can't rest assured without seeing Ning Xiyue's body.

Lu Wen was helpless: "Heer, you're just too nervous. It's impossible to have good luck again and again. She's not an immortal. She can predict. "

"But she is good luck again and again!"

Ning Jiahe sighed. Several times before, they framed Ning Xiyue. Each time, they thought that things must be all right. When Ning Xiyue couldn't deny it, Ning Xiyue always turned around suddenly.

Think about it, it's really frustrating!

Lu Wen stopped talking and made it clear that he did not agree with Ning Jiahe.

God will not always take good luck on Ning Xiyue. Ning Xiyue will not escape this time.

As long as Ning Xiyue dies, everything will become simple and smooth

Prince's house.

"What?"

Feng Yici suddenly stood up from his chair and said in a deep voice, "what you said is true?"

"It's true."

The bodyguard kneeling on the ground quickly bowed his head and said, "last night, the people under the eighth Lord bought a lot of medicinal materials in the capital medicine shop and boiled them for the refugees to drink. Later, his subordinates inquired about the refugees who should have died yesterday. Their symptoms have improved."