Qingfeng clenched his fists, wishing he could follow Rong Zhen's footsteps and go to Miaojiang to find the antidote.

"I'm fine, don't make any guesses." Gu Yunru felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, but she was able to barely smile at the two of them.

"Even if I don't go out, I can plant flowers and grow grass in the Ginkgo Garden. I'm fine." Gu Yunru forced a smile as she watched the two of them stand up and look outside the door. She wondered if Rong Zhen had left the city at this moment. If she went to Miaojiang to find the antidote in person for her, the journey would probably be very dangerous.

"Princess, it's windy outside. You'd better go back to the house and sit down. You must not be exposed to the wind." Doctor Hu walked up to her and asked Xiao Ye to hand her a cloak. Gu Yunru was not thinking about taking care of herself now, but was worried about whether he would encounter danger this time.

"Where is he at this hour now?" Qingfeng looked at her standing by the door. She seemed to be talking to herself, but the love and pity in her eyes made people feel physically and mentally painful.

Rong Zhen had already left the city on his horse. He had to follow the route on the sheepskin map and reach Miaojiang within five days. This way, he could use the remaining time to find the antidote. His time had already been allocated completely and not a single minute could be wasted.

The scene changed.

Xie Yihui received the letter sent by carrier pigeon. After reading the contents of the letter, he placed it directly on the flickering candle flame and burned it to ashes.

"Sir, the eldest master is here." The butler opened the door and Xie Changming walked in with a cane. Seeing that he had gotten used to being a cripple in front of outsiders, Xie Yihui lowered his head and remained silent.

"Father, have you heard? Rong Zhen left the city gate early in the morning, and I don't know where he went. It seems that he went all the way south." It just so happens that their people were ambushing and surrounding him all around the south, so Rong Zhen might not be able to escape this time.

"I received the news one step ahead of you." Xie Yihui raised the corner of his mouth proudly. Under the light of the candle, his expression looked a little mysterious.

"Father, our eldest grandson Ningxue is also heading south. We may be able to capture both of them along the way."

Xie Changming had a brilliant idea, but he didn't know whether this idea could be put to good use.

"If that's the case, then it couldn't be better." Xie Yihui stared straight ahead with an indifferent expression. Xie Changming saw the greed in his eyes and said, "The people in Jianzhong have been secretly transferred away by King Zhao's people, but they never thought that we have ambushed them everywhere. No matter where they run to, we can catch them back. As long as we find the token, we can dispatch them."

Xie Changming said with confidence that he had already arranged all this long ago, and even if Rong Zhen showed up and wanted to disrupt everything, he would still be able to turn the tide. Xie Yihui saw this in him, as if he saw himself when he was younger, just as arrogant and unruly, and just as eager to hold power in his hands.

"Ming'er, tomorrow is the anniversary of your brother's death. You can go and pay your respects on behalf of your father then." Xie Yihui suddenly mentioned Xie Changyong. Xie Changming's expression instantly calmed down, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.

"yes."

After paying homage, Xie Changming returned to the courtyard.

Xie Yihui had people contact the local Gu masters in the Miao area in advance, waiting to design a trap for Rong Zhen so that he would die there completely, so that he would have no opponent.

Five days later, Rong Zhen rushed to the Miao area and came to the crowded street. He found that the men and women here were dressed very casually and wore a lot of silver jewelry. The local customs and practices seemed very passionate and unrestrained.

Many women would flirt with Rong Zhen when they passed by him, and some were bold enough to put a wreath around his neck. Rong Zhen could not avoid all of this. Thinking of the person he missed day and night at home, he had to find an inn to write a letter and then send a carrier pigeon to bring it back to her so as not to make her worry.

"Is there any room available here, Xiaoer?"

Rong Zhen heard that everyone around him was speaking Miao language. Fortunately, the waiter could speak a few words of Central Plains dialect. He looked at Rong Zhen, who was wearing gold and silver and seemed to be born into a wealthy family. He smiled attentively and led him in. "Sir, do you want a superior room or a middle-class room?"

"Any medium-sized room will do. By the way, do you have paper, ink, brush, and inkstone?"

Rong Zhen needed these four treasures of the study, so he had to write a letter home quickly.

On the way, I couldn't find an inn, so I couldn't take my paper, ink, brush and inkstone with me.

"I don't have this, but sir, if you give me enough money, I can help you find it." The waiter laughed, and Rong Zhen directly took the change and threw it into his hand. The waiter's eyes lit up and he hurried to do his job.

When Rong Zhen went upstairs, a tea drinker who had been staring at his figure for a long time raised the corner of his mouth when he saw him go upstairs.

In the evening, the waiter brought up the food. Seeing him concentrating on writing something, he glanced at him curiously.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Zhen couldn't help but give the nosy waiter a cold look.

"Hehe, your handwriting is really beautiful, sir. Please eat your meal quickly." The waiter put the food on the table, put on a sweat towel, bent over and left.

Rong Zhen was so hungry at this time that he was almost starving. He only breathed a sigh of relief after he released the pigeon far away.

This work is organized and uploaded by Liujiu Book Bar~~

When I came to the counter and prepared to eat, I found that the dishes did not have any oil or water at all. It turned out to be a shady shop that didn't even bother to put oil or salt.

Looking at the food, he had no appetite at all. He only ate the rice and did not touch the dishes at all.

Early the next morning, the tenant opposite had been waiting for Rong Zhen to show up. He was the Gu master whom Xie Yihui had contacted privately. He was very good at raising Gu. According to the order, he had to plant the Gu on his body, but he didn't expect that when he rang the bell, the man didn't show any abnormality. Presumably, the Gu was not successfully planted on his body.

When this trick didn't work, he tried a different approach.

Rong Zhen went downstairs and started asking the waiter if there was any famous Gu Master nearby.

"Sir, you look like you are from the Central Plains. I didn't expect you to be interested in our Gu. But to be honest, ordinary people like me have never seen it. Only the rich families in the area have it."

The waiter talked incessantly, but Rong Zhen didn't get any useful information from him.

"Forget it, I'll go find it myself. Thank you for your hard work." Rong Zhen put down a few copper coins and left first. The middle-aged man followed him stealthily.

Knowing what he was looking for, he took the lead and set up a stall in the alley at the corner of the street. He bribed people to gather in front of him in order to attract Rong Zhen's attention.

"Let me show you what a Gu King is!"