Shen Jiao: "..."

Why do you look like you're hiding something?

Gu An: "..."

Is this really something I can't show to people?

Shen Jiao waved eagerly and said, "Hey? Brother Liang, you're here too. How is His Majesty feeling?"

This illness was treated far too quickly.

After all, the tyrant looked like he was on the verge of death.

Liang Heng dared not risk His Majesty's feigned illness, so he could only say, "It's nothing serious."

"Then you've come at just the right time." Shen Jiao waved her hand and generously poured out two more pills.

Gu An: "..."

Shen Jiao smiled, revealing a pair of dimples: "Here, everyone gets a share. This is a good thing, I wouldn't normally give it to just anyone, so use it sparingly."

Gu An: "..."

His current thought is simple: he just wants to find a hoe, dig a hole, and bury himself.

Let's put in some effort and dig ten meters deep; that'll make us feel more comfortable.

Even Gu An, a half-baked expert, could smell what kind of medicine it was, so Liang Heng, with his professional background, was even more certain.

He didn't need to smell them; he stared at the two small blue pills in his palm, speechless for a long time.

I don't know what expression to make.

a long time.

Liang Heng slowly came to his senses.

His face contorted, unable to find a suitable expression to face Shen Jiao's clear, unfathomable eyes.

then.

Liang Heng had no choice but to turn his attention to Gu An, who was forcibly hiding himself.

He abruptly pulled the thin blanket off Gu An's head. "You gave it to me?"

"How could that be! It wasn't me! It was that old man, the Azure Sword Saint!" Gu An dared not accept such high praise.

He was terrified of being criticized by the tyrant.

Did the Sword Saint of Qinglang give Hehuan Powder to Sister Shen?

Liang Heng felt something was off, and it took him a while to find his voice again.

"Sister Chen, I probably don't need this medicine. Here, take it back."

Shen Jiao waved her hand dismissively: "No need to be polite. Look at you all, why are you all so formal? Although this is a good thing, I'm not the kind of selfish person. You can take it without worry."

Liang Heng: "..."

In a sense, Liang Heng felt that Shen Meimei had a very broad perspective.

However, it was so big that he couldn't handle it.

Shen Jiao: "This bottle contains at least a hundred pills. You can ask me for it anytime you need it."

Liang Heng: "!!!" She actually counted them?

Gu An: "!!!" She actually used the Hehuan Powder on herself!

Shen Jiao sighed softly, "There's so much medicine! Other people usually only have one elixir. When the male and female protagonists are in a critical moment, one of them will definitely die. I've made a huge profit."

Liang Heng: "???"

Gu An: "???"

...

Since everyone who sees it gets a share, the tyrant certainly can't be left out.

However, barring any unforeseen circumstances, she usually spends time with the tyrant.

Therefore, Shen Jiao did not give the blue pill directly to Ji Yan.

Instead, he put the small medicine bottle in his small pouch, just in case.

The carriage traveled at a leisurely pace for ten days.

Over the past ten days, Shen Jiao has noticed that the tyrant's possession by the female ghost is getting more and more serious.

It even got to the point where it was out of control.

Ji Yan: "Jiaojiao, this cup lid is too heavy."

Shen Jiao: Your Majesty, you practically crushed the teacup when you said that!

She paused for a moment, then opened the lid of the teacup that even a one-year-old could lift.

Ji Yan: "Jiaojiao, there's a spider here, I'm so scared."

Shen Jiao: Your Majesty, if you hadn't deliberately caught the spider, there wouldn't have been any spiders here at all!

She gritted her teeth and snatched away a spider that she couldn't find without a magnifying glass.

Ji Yan became more and more enthusiastic in her act: "Jiaojiao, that tree is so ugly, it hurts my eyes."

Shen Jiao: If you hadn't deliberately taken a detour to find this ugly tree, you could have entered the city long ago!

Suppressing her anger, she picked up the Qinglang sword and swiftly began chopping down trees.

Shen Jiao finally understood that the woman possessing the tyrant was probably not an ordinary female ghost, but a genuinely weak and helpless Lin Daiyu!

Ji Yan sat on the roof of the carriage, leisurely propping up one leg, watching with great interest as the bristling hamster chopped down trees while its fur stood on end. It was extremely amusing.

Shen Jiao: I've found another skill to support myself. If I can't make money in the future, I'll chop wood for others, haha.

Time passed amidst the playful banter, and the carriage drove out of the Great Yan border, heading towards the southern border.

Legend has it that the Southern Frontier has a strange and mysterious geographical location. It is close at hand, yet far away. Outsiders often get lost at the entrance, and if they are unlucky, they will become tools for the Southern Frontier to refine Gu poison. It is an ancient and mysterious place.

Fortunately, with Gu An, a local, leading the way, the carriage entered southern Xinjiang smoothly.

Upon entering southern Xinjiang, Shen Jiao's biggest impression was that the mountains were higher, the waters were greener, the air was fresher, and even the flowers were redder and more vibrant.

Actually, judging from the environment alone, retiring in southern Xinjiang is not a bad option.

Shen Jiao saw a double-petaled flower with a blue-white gradient that she had never seen before, but the stamen was incongruously black.

Looking at it from afar, it's both beautiful and eerie; a gentle breeze carries a captivating and alluring fragrance.

The carriage continued along the road, getting closer and closer to the strange flower field, so close that it was within reach to pick the flowers.

"Pick one if you like," Ji Yan said calmly, propping herself up.

His gaze remained deep and somber.

These past few days, the tyrant has liked to lie lazily, like a big cat hiding its claws, and then just move his lips to command her to run left and right.

Shen Jiao once suspected that he might have broken a bone.

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