Chapter 5 Why don't you wait until I die?
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in the dilapidated hut.
The man was wearing an ordinary gray-white robe and had an extremely ordinary face. He would not be recognized in a crowd, but his pair of black and white eyes were very smart.
Half-kneeling in front of the straw mat, he said, "Sir, I am late."
The man lying on the straw mat snorted coldly, "Why don't you wait until I'm dead before coming back? Just roll up the straw mat and collect the body."
When Shen Shi heard what his master said, he trembled and lowered his head even lower.
"What the young master is saying is that besides our people, there are two other forces searching for you. One is His Majesty's side, and the other is King Cheng's side. Plus, the secret code you left behind was destroyed, so it took some time."
The code was broken? Wei Rong smiled wryly, "The training we do every day is still a little too gentle."
When Shen Shi heard these words, he felt a dull pain in all his muscles and bones.
I really want to say this is unfair! Not only was the secret code you left behind destroyed, but even its smell was covered up by the stinky smell of pickled fish.
Shen Shi also couldn't understand why there were so many smelly pickled fish around this small, shabby house.
They didn’t find King Cheng’s men, and they almost didn’t find their own people.
Wei Rong was now transferred to a small courtyard in a busy city in the western suburbs. Although it was a busy city, the courtyard was shaded by two huge persimmon trees. The lush branches and leaves covered most of the courtyard and isolated it from the noise of the busy city.
In the room on the second floor of the courtyard, Wei Rong had already washed up and changed his tattered and bloody clothes.
It was also while taking a bath that Wei Rong saw a black and red circle of unknown object around his mouth from his reflection in the water.
No wonder that stupid guy Shen Shi looked at him with something strange in his eyes.
After bathing, Wei Rong's long hair was still wet. He was wearing a moon-white satin robe with a bandage wrapped around his chest. The robe was loose and he had a dark blue crane cloak casually draped over it. The moisture on his black hair slightly dampened the crane cloak, making its color even darker.
"Hey hey hey! Be gentle, little brat! My old bones are about to fall apart!!!"
There was a commotion outside the house, and soon a young man in black brocade clothes, holding a gray-haired old man in his hand, jumped in from the open window nimbly.
"Master, Mr. He is here."
He Zhixian landed on the ground with both feet, his body softened, and he fell to the ground, "Ouch~ my old waist~ Zishi, you little brat..."
As he spoke, he supported his waist and stood up. Seeing Wei Rong lying awake on the couch, he was stunned.
"Still awake?!!!"
The old man looked as if he had seen some rare species. His waist pain and legs were no longer weak. He looked up and down at the half-lying Wei Rong with a look of shock on his face.
Wei Rong raised his eyelids calmly, "Sir, please wait a little longer. We can prepare for the feast."
When He Zhixian heard this, his heart trembled. He put away his expression and hurriedly took the man's pulse.
The venom of the Thousand-Threaded Bone Snake is no joke.
In the room, except for Wei Rong, the others didn't dare to breathe and stared at Mr. He who was taking the pulse.
He Zhixian, who was taking the patient's pulse, frowned and relaxed his brows, which made Shen Shi's heart beat faster and faster.
"you……"
After a long time, Mr. He finally uttered a word.
Shen Shi looked at He Lao and said only one word before stopping, almost gasping for breath. "He Lao, how is the young master's health? Please don't gasp when you speak!"
The impatient Shen Shi was really nervous to death.
He Zhixian withdrew his hand, seemingly not having heard Shen Shi's words. He just frowned tightly and muttered to himself, "How is this possible? Did I do it wrong? This shouldn't be the case..."
Not giving up, I tried again.
"This is the Thousand-Threaded Bone Snake Venom, yes... but, it's not right..."
This incomprehensible remark reminded Wei Rong of something, and he spoke, "The snake venom attacked me once, probably around the time of Mao today."
He Zhixian looked up suddenly when he heard Wei Rong's words. "Has it had an attack? Of course it would have, but your current condition doesn't look like a snake venom attack. The venom in your body has been suppressed, or even partially eliminated. This is completely impossible. Could this not be the Thousand Silk Bone Snake venom?"
Wei Rong thought about the bitter taste in his mouth when the snake venom took effect, and the suspicious black and red marks around his lips, which looked like the juice left by some fruit.
"After being poisoned, did you meet anyone? Or eat anything?" He Zhixian couldn't help but ask.
Wei Rong rubbed his fingertips and talked about the kitten he saw and the bitter juice in his mouth when he was unconscious.
After these words, except for Wei Rong who looked calm, the expressions on the faces of the other people in the room were colorful.
Shen Shi quietly leaned close to Zi Shi's ear and whispered, "Could it be that the young master was poisoned by snake venom? A kitten saved him? Could that cat have become a spirit..."
"I was poisoned, not deaf."
Wei Rong's words made Shen Shi sit up straight immediately.
He Zhixian came back to his senses. Although it was a bit magical, the snake venom in Wei Rong's body was indeed suppressed and had no tendency to spread. Otherwise, what they would see now would only be a pool of blood. This was the overbearing toxicity of the Thousand-Threaded Bone Snake venom.
"Dark red juice? Wei, do you still remember what that fruit looked like?"
Wei Rong shook his head, raised his hand, and pointed at the side room with a weary look on his face. "The black and red marks on the clothes were left by the fruit."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Zhixian rushed over so fast that an afterimage appeared.
Shen Shi, who was standing by, was stunned. When did Mr. He become so fast?
Zishi took out a secret letter and said, "Master, this is a secret letter from His Majesty."
Wei Rong glanced at it indifferently and did not take it.
"Tell His Majesty that I will not return until the snake venom is cured. He can make whatever plans he wants and don't bother me."
For so many years, Wei Rong had been planning for him every day, from the moment he was taken back by the State of Chen. Fortunately, his cousin had some brains and means, and finally ascended to that position with his help. However, less than two months after he ascended the throne, he began to gradually relax his vigilance, and even he almost died outside. His brain must have been eaten by a dog!
The Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei.
Upon receiving the news that his son was not dead, Song Jinhe's tense nerves relaxed at once. He knelt in the ancestral hall all night, his face pale and his body shaking uncontrollably.
Nanny Jin quickly supported the man, her face filled with joy, "Madam, the prince has escaped danger! You should get up and rest soon~"
Song Jinhe steadied herself but didn't stand up. Instead, she kowtowed three times before the tablet. Then, with Nanny Jin's help, she stood up. Her eyes grew colder as she instructed, "The news that the prince is fine is between you and me. Don't spread the word. The Duke's Mansion is keeping an eye on us."
Nanny Jin put away the joy on her face and said with a serious expression, "I understand."
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