Chapter 145 The Mysterious Huai Poison
"Look, I'm fine now."
From her perspective, Pei Ji did look good, not like he did when the poison took effect before, and he didn't seem that thin. There was always a hint of sadness between his brows before, but now it seemed to have dissipated a lot.
When Song Ci arrived at the place, he got off the carriage.
Pei Ji finally couldn't help coughing.
"Sir, why didn't you tell Miss Song San about your illness? The poison has long been uncontrollable."
Alin saw that his face was pale, and the violent coughing had brought an unnatural red to his cheeks, a strange red.
Pei Ji slowly took out his handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth. "No need. If she had another way, she wouldn't have given me the prescription to suppress it. If we want to solve it, we have to get all the medicine as soon as possible. We are already short of more than three kinds."
Three types, easier said than done.
They have sent many people out to inquire, but these three medicines are either in the hands of others or no one has ever heard of them.
How to find it this way?
Alin was extremely anxious, but he had no idea what to do.
The princess did have a medicine in her hand, but she refused to give it to Pei Ji in any way. She only said that if he wanted the medicine, they had to make a marriage contract. If he married her, the medicine would belong to Pei Ji.
How could Pei Ji agree to this? He didn't like the princess in the first place, and he didn't want to be threatened by anyone.
After resting at home for three days, Song Ci did not tell his parents what had happened.
It was a stroke of luck that I was able to escape this incident. If they knew, I don't know how worried they would be. Qiao Xianglan's health has improved a lot. In addition, she lives a comfortable life, and she has recovered visibly. Her skin is fairer, her body is plumper, and she loves to laugh more.
Song Ci likes the way his mother looks now.
"Your brother's study problem has finally been solved." Song Laosan and his family sat in the yard drinking tea.
"My brother is talented in studying, Daddy, don't worry."
Song Lao San nodded. He knew whether his son had any talent for studying. He didn't blame Song Lan for Bai Xiuxiu's affairs. It was normal for him to be attracted to young girls and be deceived by them at a young age.
He gets up from where he fell, and he is still a good son of Song Lao San.
Qiao Xianglan knew nothing about it. She only knew that her son continued to study hard, and the whole family tacitly agreed not to let her worry.
The next day.
Song Ci came to Lao Gui's residence. She bought a few bags of Lao Gui's favorite snacks and made a pair of shoes by herself.
Lao Gui treated her well and taught her medicine sincerely. She never asked him for help, but Lao Gui always gave her help at the right time. She respected Lao Gui.
The other person was single, so she would often send things to him, sometimes in person and sometimes by sending someone.
Lao Gui's yard is very beautifully tidied. Prince Yu is very attentive to the people he values. There are not only medicinal herb fields in the yard, but also many flowers, plants and trees. In summer, it is lush and green, which makes people feel cool when they see it.
But today, the old ghost was rarely in the yard.
She walked to the door and raised her hand to knock. After no one answered for a long time, she pushed the door open and walked in.
Inside the door, Lao Gui was playing chess with someone, concentrating completely, as if he didn't notice Song Ci's arrival at all.
The man with his back to Song Ci was wearing a black robe and his hair was as black as satin. From this angle, Song Ci only knew that the man's hands were extremely beautiful, white and slender, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, like a beautiful jade, carefully carved.
He gently put down the white piece on his fingertips, and his eyes vaguely swept towards Song Ci, pausing on her face for a few seconds, and quickly retracted.
"You're here. I'm playing chess. Wait a minute."
"Yes, Master."
Song Ci found a chair and sat down, then took a book from the shelf and started reading. After waiting for a long time, the old ghost stretched himself and said, "Junior brother, if I didn't know you, I would have thought you were a chess player, not a doctor."
The old ghost muttered reluctantly.
Song Ci glanced at the chessboard. All the black pieces were killed without a single one left, and most of the pieces on the board were white.
The master has lost.
The man didn't show any weakness, and sneered with his thin lips, "Brother is still like this, can't afford to lose."
Each word was pronounced with emphasis, and each word struck the old ghost's chest.
He immediately jumped up, stood up, and pointed at the man in front of him, "Huai Zhen! I was just careless for a moment and fell into your trap. Let's fight again! I will definitely not lose to you this time."
Huaizhen gently dropped the chess piece in his hand into the chess box. "Your little apprentice is still waiting for you. Finish your work first, and then we can play a few more games."
The old ghost snorted coldly and turned his head proudly, "Why are you here today? You even brought me some snacks. Oh, these shoes are so exquisitely made, are they for me?"
He seemed to be saying this deliberately for Huaizhen to hear. He paid attention to the other person's eyes while speaking, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of pride. As if to say, my apprentice has given me gifts and even made shoes for me with his own hands. Do you have any?
Song Ci chuckled and cooperated very well, "Yes, I made a pair of shoes for the master recently when I was free. The master walks a lot, so the soles of these shoes are slightly thicker and more comfortable to wear."
"Look, that's what we call thoughtful. Huaizhen, it seems you've also accepted an apprentice, right? Where is your apprentice? Has he made shoes for you?"
Huaizhen: "Childish."
He uttered these two words coldly and said no more.
"Master, I came here today and I have something else to ask you."
"Go ahead." The old ghost thought he was better than Huai Zhen, so he was in a good mood. He picked up the teacup with his fingers, looking very proud.
"Except for Hudou and Beikui, where can I find the other three?"
"As for the other three...it's hard to say, but I know there is someone in Luanjing who can control one of them."
"who."
The old ghost stroked his beard and said, "Princess."
When Huai Zhen heard about these medicines, he seemed to look in the direction of Song Ci for a few seconds, then looked away.
Princess? Could it be the princess who was still infatuated with Pei Ji?
Since the princess likes Pei Ji, this medicine should not be difficult to obtain.
She didn't know that the medicine was not difficult to obtain, but Pei Ji was unwilling to give it to her.
"What about the remaining two?"
He coughed twice and glanced at Huai Zhen beside him, "Su Ying, your uncle Huai should have it."
"Uncle Huai... do you really have Su Ying?"
Huaizhen said softly, "Yes, I do."
Song Ci: "Then, can you..."
"No." Before she could finish her words, Huai Zhen refused first.
Song Ci suddenly realized that the man in front of him was completely different from Pei Ji. Pei Ji was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He looked indifferent and distant, but in fact he was not as indifferent to everything as he seemed. He knew the rules and followed them.
But the person in front of him was different. He looked gentle and friendly, as if he always had a smile on his face for everyone, but he was truly indifferent in his heart and didn't care about anything around him.
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