General, Madam Called You To Farm

What did you say? She is Mr. Zhuge's... step sister?

In the imperial garden, Guo Lingxi heard the report from the little eunuch. After returning to the palace yesterday, she immediately reported what happened in the East Court Building to the Western Jin Emperor. Naturally, she filtered out the process of herself and Yu Wenjing making things difficult for Qin Su.

The little eunuch said: She looks like Mr. Zhuge's long-lost sister, so Mr. Zhuge proposed to recognize her as his righteous sister.

Guo Lingxi was furious, what luck is that girl doing? This kind of thing also happened to her!

The little eunuch said again: I heard that she doesn't want to be Mr. Zhuge's younger sister yet.

Guo Lingxi sneered: She doesn't want to do it, will she go around bluffing around in the name of Mr. Zhuge's younger sister? It's all about playing tricks to lure Zhuge Qing's appetite! Fortunately, he is still the number one counselor in the Western Jin Dynasty, but he was played around by a girl. According to me See, that's all!

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that the little eunuch's expression was not right, she felt a little bit in her heart, turned around, and saw Zhuge Qing sitting in a wheelchair, being slowly pushed forward by a black armored guard.

What I said just now... Didn't he listen to it?

Zhuge Qing is a counselor in the First Prince's Mansion, but it is well known that he occasionally enters the palace to play chess with the Western Jin Emperor.

Because of his bad legs, the Western Jin Emperor forbade him from saluting to anyone.

As Zhuge Qing got closer, Guo Lingxi's breathing became more and more stagnant.

strangeness.

It was obvious that only a cripple sitting in a wheelchair came over, why did I feel such a terrible aura and pressure?

It was an invisible pressure, and the air seemed to have a substance.

Guo Lingxi's heart rose to her throat.

When Zhuge Qing's wheelchair passed her by, she was unable to move.

But Zhuge Qing didn't do anything, didn't even look at her, just walked past her.

After the black armored guard pushed Zhuge Qing away, Guo Lingxi finally found her breath. She took a deep breath, her legs gave way and fell to the ground, as if she had died once.

It's terrible... this man... is terrible...

...

Second Master Shen didn't return all night, and he returned to his home at noon the next day.

Afraid of being discovered by the old man, he always sneaked in the door.

Fortunately, I'm smart.

He closed the door carefully, turned his head, and saw a gloomy figure standing in front of him, he was shocked, and slammed into the door behind him, Ah——

What's the name of the ghost?

Master Shen said in a deep voice.

father?

Second Master Shen rubbed his eyes, and boldly stepped forward, It's really you, why are you in my room? You didn't make a sound, it scared me to death. Wait, dad...you can't be in the room... ...Wait for me all night?

Master Shen said angrily, What do you think?

Second Master Shen opened the window, looked at his father's two big dark circles, and felt that they were almost the same.

I didn't mean not to come back last night, I...I drank too much...

He explained in a low voice, waiting for his father to beat him hard.

Unexpectedly, Master Shen didn't beat him, but instead had someone bring him a bowl of hangover tea.

He was a little afraid to drink it, for fear that his father would stop beating him and poison him instead.

Promise. Master Shen glared at him.

He has been to the eldest prince's mansion so many times, and he has only met the stewards of the mansion. He is not even qualified to be ten steps closer to Mr. Zhuge, but this son has reached the sky in one step and became Mr. Zhuge's guest.

Dad, are you still beating me?

Yesterday he ruined his father's wing, and he also embarrassed his father, and he didn't come home at night... Thinking about it, he would have to be whipped three or five times.

Get out... Master Shen wanted to say get out and go to sleep, but when the words came to his lips, he coughed lightly, You can talk about it after you sober up, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first.

Second Master Shen's eyes flashed, and he poked his nose up and said, Father, my carriage is a bit old.

Have someone replace you with a new one.

Your emerald jug is fine.

Get it yourself.

And those calligraphy and paintings from the previous dynasty in your study...

Shen Xin!

I'm asleep, Dad, go slowly.

Second Master Shen accepts it as soon as he sees it.

Master Shen walked out of his yard with a straight face.

After walking two steps, Master Shen couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out laughing.

You bastard, you're on your way!

In the afternoon, Meiji brought back the news.

One piece of good news and one piece of bad news. The good news is that the herb hasn't been used yet, and the bad news is that the person who bought the herb is a pharmacist under Feng Xiaoran.

Who is Feng Xiaoran? Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Mei Ji mentioned that this person didn't have a good face: Mr.'s subordinates are just defeated! Before Mr. came to the Western Jin Dynasty, he was the number one counselor of the First Prince's Mansion. There is no room for two tigers. He couldn't do Mr., so he left. I heard that he recently took refuge in Yu Wenxi.

Su Xiaoxiao understands that Feng Xiaoran is Zhuge Qing's deadly enemy, and the medicinal herb in his hands is basically a disaster.

Mei Ji muttered: I didn't dare to show up, I was afraid that he would recognize me and guess that Mr. wanted to get the herb, and he would definitely destroy the herb!

Su Xiaoxiao paused: I'll find a way.

She went to the Imperial Palace and met Yu Wenxi in the study of the main courtyard.

You mean, Feng Xiaoran has the herb you want?

Yes.

Is it for Yi'er's medical treatment?

No. Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, It's for another friend.

Yu Wenxi was still imprisoned in the mansion for the past two days, but the officers and soldiers withdrew a lot. The Western Jin Emperor's attitude towards her was obviously relaxed, and it was not difficult for her to get out of the mansion.

It depends on whether she is willing to help Su Xiaoxiao with this.

Okay, you wait for me here.

Yu Wenxi called Mo Xie, and performed lightness kung fu to leave the palace of the imperial concubine.

Feng Xiaoran lived outside the city, and the two of them hurried away for more than an hour before they arrived.

Feng Xiaoran was very surprised, he went out to greet him personally, bowed his hands and bowed: Your Highness!

Yu Wenxi was wearing a black cloak, and her exquisite and chic body exuded the charm of a mature woman in the night.

Feng Xiaoran lowered his eyes, You sit in the room.

No need. Yu Wenxi said, I came to you to ask you for something, and I have to go back after I get it.

Feng Xiaoran was a little disappointed, but still asked respectfully: What does Your Highness want?

Yu Wenxi said lightly: A purple medicinal herb, you bought it yesterday from a drug dealer in the State of Wei.

Feng Xiaoran's expression changed slightly: Your Highness...what do you want that medicinal herb for?

Yu Wenxi said seriously: Cure Yi'er.

Feng Xiaoran smiled: Your Highness, that herb is used to treat cold syndrome, but the Xiaojun King has a fever. Which doctor gave the prescription to the Xiaojun King, maybe he wants the Xiaojun King's life?

Yu Wenxi is not a doctor, she doesn't understand this, she just thought it would be more logical to use Yi'er as an excuse.

Feng Xiaoran took a deep look at Yu Wenxi: Your Highness, that medicinal herb is actually worthless. It is useless to others, but it is a life-saving panacea for one person. Do you know who that person is?

Yu Wenxi looked at him strangely.

Feng Xiaoran smiled softly: Zhuge Qing.

Yu Wenxi's pupils shrank.

Feng Xiaoran boldly looked at the number one beauty in the Western Jin Dynasty:

It seems His Highness doesn't know, so I'm wondering, who asked His Highness to come down to take this herb? What's his relationship with Zhuge Qing? Why do you want to hide that His Highness is going to heal Zhuge Qing? Your Highness, the last birthday banquet of His Majesty , our well-designed bureau allowed Zhuge Qing to escape. This time is a good time to kill him without any bloodshed. He is looking for this herb, which means that he is terminally ill and he can't last long. He is His Highness's The confidant is seriously troubled, get rid of him, and get rid of the biggest stumbling block on His Highness's road to succession! Wouldn't it be nice to let him fall ill and let him die?

Yu Wenxi clenched her fingers tightly.

Mo Xie glanced at Yu Wenxi worriedly.

Feng Xiaoran continued: Your Highness, have you forgotten how you were imprisoned? If it wasn't for Zhuge Qing's design to frame His Highness, how could His Highness have fallen from the clouds into the quagmire? And the smallpox of the little county king is probably also Zhuge Qing Are you sure your highness will not get rid of such a serious trouble? Even if your highness doesn't want to avenge himself, you have to think about it for the little princess and the little princess. If Zhuge Qing is not eliminated, there will be no peace in the imperial concubine's mansion.

Your Highness, think about your own great cause, do you really want to save Zhuge Qing?

Yu Wenxi's clenched fist loosened little by little.

She calmed down slowly, and said expressionlessly, Give me the herbs.

Mo Xie took a step forward, murderous aura lingering between his brows.

A trace of struggle flashed across Feng Xiaoran's eyes, and he looked elsewhere unwillingly: Your Highness, wait a moment.

He went back to the house and walked over with a brocade box in his arms: I just picked the herb, and it needs to be used within three days, otherwise it will wither and lose its efficacy.

Yu Wenxi opened the box and asked, Why is there only half of it?

Feng Xiaoran said: I have used up the other half, Your Highness, don't worry, this herb grows extremely well, half of it is enough. Your Highness, I hope you will not regret it.

Yu Wenxi took the brocade box and left with Mo Xie.

The subordinates came over: My lord, did you just give them the herb? What if Her Royal Highness really used it to save Zhuge Qing?

Feng Xiaoran sneered and said, It's okay. I've secretly endured Zhuge Qing for so long, and it's time to prove that I'm better than him.

The subordinate was at a loss: This subordinate can't understand. Could it be...you gave me a fake herb?

Feng Xiaoran flicked his wide sleeves: The herb is real, but it's just been poisoned. If she doesn't give the herb to Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Qing will surely die. If she gives it to Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Qing will also be unable to escape being poisoned. Fate of death!

Thinking of the picture of Zhuge Qing being poisoned to death, Feng Xiaoran became excited.

He will soon prove to the world that he is the smartest man in the world.

He went back to his room and took out the remaining half of the herb.

He didn't lie, this herb grows vigorously, and half of it is strong enough, so he can keep it for use. After the pharmacist collects the rest of the herbs, he can refine it into a great tonic pill and present it to the Emperor of Western Jin Dynasty.

He put the box away carefully, got up and went to wash.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A macaw disguised as a crow landed on the table.

Its small black wings blended with the night.

It walked to the box swaggeringly, puffed out its small chest arrogantly, pecked open the box with its beak, picked up the medicinal herbs inside and flew away!

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