Most of the wine on the table had been spilled and was rolling on the wooden square table.
It kept flowing down the edge from the corner of the table, dripping with the aroma of wine.
Leiman was lying on the table, his cheeks flushed, already drunk. He held the wine jug in his hand, raised his body with difficulty and poured the wine into his mouth, but found that there was not a drop of wine left.
He burped, slammed the wine jug heavily on the table with an impatient sound, and shouted outside:
"Where's the wine! Give me some wine!"
Someone came in with light footsteps, bringing in some rustling night breeze, and placed a pot of warm wine on the table.
As if he had noticed something, Leiman paused, without looking up. After a brief silence, he poured himself a glass of wine from the jug and drank it in one gulp.
A choking feeling passed through his throat, and Lehman felt even more dizzy, but he still sneered.
"Why? Did Yan Hui send you to laugh at my joke?"
Behind him, Zheng Xueyi wiped the hand that had just held the wine, her face was gloomy, and under this light, her eyebrows and eyes were very dark.
"No."
She turned and sat opposite Leiman, her expression serious.
"You know better than anyone whether I am Mr. Yan's man or not."
"That's right."
She pushed the cloth bag from her arms in front of Leiman
"Our master said not to push people too far."
"Leave some room for maneuver. Whether we'll meet again in the future... is another matter."
At this point, Leiman was a little sober. The last time he saw this woman, she was extremely ferocious. She held a knife only half a step away from him and attacked without any hesitation.
It was somewhat surprising that he was sitting opposite me and talking about these things so calmly.
He picked up the cloth bag and looked inside.
It was just a pile of black powder, nothing much different. Just as he was about to throw the cloth bag to Zheng Xueyi, the smell of the black powder hit his nose, and Leiman's face turned pale for a moment.
“This is…this…”
"Prince Leiman knows better than us what this is."
Since the things have been handed over to Leiman, Zheng Xueyi stood up and was about to leave, looking down at the drunk Leiman.
"Master said that the item has been delivered. Isn't this the reason why Prince Leiman tried so hard to kidnap Lin Song?"
"She's just being nice and giving you the finished product directly. But whether you use it or not depends on what the prince decides."
The footsteps were brisk. Zheng Xueyi felt a little nauseous when she looked at Leiman for a moment longer. She stopped at the door and turned around.
"By the way, the master also said that the prince doesn't need to target Lin Song anymore."
"Most of what you ordered to Lin Song has already been released by our master. I'm afraid that even if you succeed in getting Lin Song now, you won't be able to meet your desired conditions."
Upon hearing this, Leiman's face darkened even more.
Lin Song himself knew best how many poisonous insects were mixed in his body.
How can we explain this situation?
but……
Holding the cloth bag in his hand, his lips began to tremble.
This kind of Gu, no one has been able to cultivate it for decades...
If it's this person... talking about removing the poison, it's not really impossible...
In the Western Regions, his witchcraft was considered top-notch, but he never expected to meet such a person here, in Jinchu.
The legendary Miao tribe has gone into seclusion. What is the identity of this person?
A strange thought flowed through his mind, and his expression became gloomy without him even noticing it.
Seeing Leiman's expression, Zheng Xueyi's eyes darkened, and she turned around, opened the door and left.
…
After Zheng Xueyi left, Leiman began to examine the cloth bag thoroughly.
After a flurry of emotions, his heart gradually calmed down. He weighed the cloth bag and thought for a while.
The more difficult the witchcraft is, the more you have to pay.
And this Gu is actually about the same price as Lin Song’s current price.
If it were Lehman himself, he would definitely not take this risk.
He is in Jinchu now, so there is no need for him to make such a big move for just Luo Zhaozhao.
Besides, if it weren’t for Chu Zhiyao, Luo Zhaozhao would be nothing.
"Someone come."
Leiman called his followers
"Go, find General Chu and tell him I have a way to cure Miss Luo."
Not long after, late at night, in the room.
Two deep voices whispered.
One of them seemed to be handing something over and said
"General, the choice is actually up to you. You only have this one chance to cure Miss Luo..."
——
On the way back, seeing Gu Qingsheng dozing off, Bai Lu finally opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
However, Gu Qingsheng realized that, except Xu Qingyi, no one else understood what she had just said.
However, Zheng Xueyi was not that curious. Instead, Bai Lu felt unbalanced. Luo Zhaozhao had framed the princess many times, which made her dislike him. Now that she was getting better, Bai Lu definitely didn't want to see it.
"Bai Lu."
Gu Qingsheng sighed and opened his tired eyes.
"Why are you so generous?"
"The servant is not angry!"
Bai Lu pouted
"I just don't understand."
I had originally planned to wait until this matter was successfully done before telling Bai Lu about it, but now it seems that this girl is a little anxious.
She was indeed helpless, so she leaned over and whispered a few words into Bai Lu's ear.
The doubtful eyes gradually turned into shock. Bai Lu unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, then suddenly leaned back and almost bit her tongue.
"Princess...this..."
"What's wrong?"
Gu Qingsheng had anticipated Bai Lu's reaction and blinked.
"You see, if I don't tell you, you're curious, and if I tell you, you're surprised."
"No, Princess...this, this, this...is this considered killing..."
“Not really.”
Interrupting Bai Lu's words, Gu Qingsheng said
"We just gave them the things, and it's up to them whether they use them or not."
"The Western Region Prince is unwilling to take this risk, but Chu Zhiyao may not be willing to do so."
After all, that was his favorite Luo Zhaozhao.
"However, I just don't know what Luo Zhaozhao would think if he really did something like this?"
They all thought that their only enemies were Chu Zhiyao and Luo Zhaozhao, but what they were doing now was not just targeting them.
…
"Baolan, what time is it now?"
Luo Zhaozhao's weak voice came from the room. Baolan stopped what he was doing and rushed into the room.
"What's wrong, young lady? It's noon now, and I was thinking of waking you up for dinner later."
She walked forward to help Luo Zhaozhao up, handed a glass of water to her lips, and moistened her dry lips.
Luo Zhaozhao groped with both hands, the white silk on his face looked very miserable. He drank a sip of water from the sapphire hand, and suddenly felt a little cold from the wind blowing from the door.
"...What day is today..."
"Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away, Miss."
Replying to Luo Zhaozhao with very light words, Baolan suddenly sighed
"The governor and his wife don't know about the young lady's eyes yet. If they knew, they would definitely be very worried."
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