When Shi Zairong arrived, before he could ask, someone came forward to tell him, "Your Excellency, when we found her, her body was already stiff."
Shi Zairong shook his head helplessly and said, "...Alas, just bury her properly."
Huangfu Xiong subconsciously asked, "Should we notify her family?"
"Family? She doesn't even have a family, so where does that leave her?" Shi Zairong remembered that this woman was actually quite admirable. A young lady from a wealthy family who had never suffered hardship, she was trying hard to survive in this chaotic world. To put it bluntly, even a man like him might not be able to live like her. "Forget it, just dissolve her and have someone carefully send her to Qingliang Valley and hand her over to King Qingliang."
"yes."
After the people gathered around the house dispersed, only Xiao Liang was left following Shi Zairong. Shi Zairong seemed not to notice anyone behind him. He looked at the folding fan in his hand and began to talk to himself again: "They are all pitiful people, don't you think?"
Xiao Liang thought Shi Zairong was talking to him, and asked in confusion, "Is the Grand Tutor talking about Su Zhirou?"
Shi Zairong smiled and tucked his folding fan back into his waist. It was early in the morning, and there was no need to fan yourself to act pretentious. "Nothing, I was just talking to myself. Since Su Zhirou has committed suicide, call Ou Yezi over. I have something to tell him."
"yes."
...Huangfu Bin was completely protected by Prajna in the granary. Although it was protection, the current situation was somewhat like a disguised house arrest. Huangfu Bin was really unable to calm down and continued to play chess with Prajna. Prajna on the chessboard, in one word, was that her human addiction was strong again.
Just as Prajna was pondering how to defeat Huangfu Bin, a voice called out from outside the granary. Jialuo, who had been hiding and not seeing anyone, seemed to be disturbed by the calls. He came out, rubbing his temples, and gently patted Prajna's shoulder, indicating that he should prepare to release the people.
“Father, father!”
When Huangfu Bing heard clearly that the voice outside the house was calling from his son, he threw away the chess piece in his hand that was about to fall and stood up: "This is Ah Xiong's voice!"
Prajna looked at the chessboard and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that he really didn't have the talent to learn Go. They say that diligence can make up for lack of talent, but why does this saying seem a bit wrong when applied to him? "Ah, I lost again. Please do as you please, Mr. Huangfu."
Huangfu Bin heard that Prajna was no longer trying to stop him from leaving, so he quickly bowed to the childlike and unfathomable senior and said, "Thank you so much for your help this time."
While studying the chessboard, Prajna reminded them, "Hurry up! I think Tianshulou is about to lose his temper. The people of this world are still waiting for the antidote from you and your son. If you really want to repay me, if you have the opportunity to visit Nanyue in the future, you must ask Mr. Huangfu to chat with me for a while."
Huangfu Bin replied, "Of course. With that, I will take my leave."
"Well, no."
When Huangfu Xiong pushed open the door of the granary, there was no one inside except his old father who was walking towards him: "Father, who were you talking to just now? I called you for a long time but you didn't respond. I thought something had happened."
Huangfu Bin smiled and said, "No, I was just playing chess. How about you, how are you doing recently?"
"It's okay. By the way, Father, I've modified the previous recipe a little bit. See if it works." As he spoke, Huangfu Xiong took out the recipe he had carefully kept in his arms. His father was safe now. Now he needed to concentrate on his work and try harder. Not just for himself, but for Huangfu Zhong as well.
...When Xiahou Qing returned to the Forbidden Palace late at night and saw Yao Chen lying on the bed with his eyes closed, barely breathing, his expression was already serious. After personally confirming that Yao Chen had indeed been poisoned by the Heartbreak Grass as they had reported, and that there was no cure, Xiahou Qing kicked Lu Mu to the ground and said, "So, this is the result you told me not to worry about!"
Seeing this, everyone in the bedroom knelt down and bowed their heads tightly, "Master, please forgive me!"
After Xia Houqing calmed down his anger, he waved his sleeves and said, "Even if I kill you now, it won't affect the outcome. He's half dead right now. Do the doctors know?"
Lu Mu quickly replied, "This matter has been suppressed for the time being. No one else in the palace knows about it except us."
Xiahou Qing continued to ask, "Has the person who poisoned you been caught?"
Lu Mu suddenly became timid again, lying on the ground and replied: "Not yet."
"A bunch of trash!"
Everyone said in unison: "Pavilion Master, please calm down!"
Xiahou Qing said that if it weren't for your attitude of admitting your mistakes, and if it weren't for the smooth progress of things in Qinghe County, no one in the store today would have escaped death. "Forgive me, calm down. Do you have any other words besides these? You are really not good at helping, but you are always making trouble. If it weren't for the rapid progress of Qinghe County, do you know how much impact Yao Chen's death would have on us?"
Everyone knelt on the ground, not even daring to breathe, so how could they dare to answer casually: "..."
Xiahou Qing glanced coldly at the people kneeling on the ground, enjoying the superior's condescending attitude, and his restless mood calmed down a lot. "I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense. Once Yaochen dies suddenly, all the rumors about Tianshu Tower outside the palace will be confirmed. Then it will be difficult to control those foolish people. Now I'm afraid someone is secretly helping Yaochen."
Although Lu Mu didn't really want to talk, Xiahou Qing had already spoken, so if he didn't respond, he would be dead. "I think so too. After checking all night yesterday, there's nothing wrong with our people. It should be related to those gentlemen who came to pay their respects earlier."
"check."
"yes!"
When Yao Chen woke up from the cold darkness, he thought he was dreaming when he saw Xia Houqing for the first time. It was not until he saw the anger on his face that he couldn't help but laugh. No matter whether it was a dream or reality, this time, he could be considered to have won a round: "Haha, what's wrong, are you angry because of shame?"
Seeing that he was also a dying man, Xiahou Qing didn't want to be tainted by his bad luck, so he didn't attack him. Faced with his disrespect, he simply sneered, "The eldest prince is in this state, and he still has the mind to joke. It seems that this must have been planned long ago."
Yao Chen breathed hard, and said with a smile: "No matter how much I plan and plot, I can't compare to Lord Xiahou, right?"
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