General, Madam Called You To Farm

Just after Maoshi, the sky is dark blue, seemingly bright but not bright.

The saint has risen.

She had just administered an injection to Cheng Qingxue to clear away the remaining poison in Cheng Qingxue's body, when she turned around, someone came to report that His Majesty summoned her.

Recently, the king of Nanjiang has summoned her a lot.

The saint pondered for a moment, got into the carriage and went.

This time, she did not bring Ambassador Lu with her, but left him to look after Cheng Qingxue.

I thought it was Nanjiang King's own business this time, but after he went there, he found out that something happened to the third prince.

The third prince is in a bad situation.

Half of his hair was burned, so he had to shave the rest.

The dignified prince has become bald, and he has no face to go out to meet people for a long time.

It can't be seen that the personnel matter is small, the key is...he was injured a little bit, and the injury was not local.

The imperial doctors were helpless.

Yin Xiaodie and Cheng Qingyao were both saintesses, but Yin Xiaodie was too young to be inconvenient, so the King of Nanjiang only summoned Cheng Qingyao.

The saint heard the third prince's terrified cry from a long distance away, several imperial doctors couldn't hold him back, the saint entered the room, and touched the third prince's sleeping hole.

The third prince fell asleep.

The imperial doctors wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads in embarrassment.

The king of Nanjiang waved them back.

Show Hui'er. Nanjiang King said.

The saint lifted the quilt and untied the third prince's clothes.

He had multiple bruises, but nothing serious.

There are many bruises on the thighs, as if they have been hit hard by something, even the base of the legs, if it is an inch and a half closer, it will be reduced to a disabled person.

The third prince's injury was more than what it appeared on the surface, otherwise he wouldn't have called her into the palace early in the morning.

The king of Nanjiang hesitated and said, Hui'er...was frightened.

Wei Xu was saving people that night, so he acted with discretion, and he definitely didn't let the third prince be beaten.

But the third prince couldn't stop himself from being afraid, watching a master stepping on his crotch, he was so frightened that something went wrong.

This is the most difficult to treat, because there is no cure for the symptoms at all.

The king of Nanjiang only has such a son-in-law, thinking that the son-in-law will no longer be humane from now on, he naturally refuses to follow.

The saint closed up the clothes of the third prince and covered the quilt back: Let me try a prescription.

The king of Nanjiang looked at her deeply: Do you know who the person who set fire to the palace that night was?

The saint said: I don't know.

The king of Nanjiang threw a portrait on the bedside table in front of her.

Nanjiang Wangdao: Someone saw a strange commander outside the Sixth Ministry. The guards and palace people thought it was a new transfer from somewhere.

The saint picked it up and unfolded the portrait.

It depicts a man in armor that doesn't fit well and is obviously too small.

He has sharp eyes, strong aura, and his face is covered with black ash, but his figure and the sharp-edged outline, familiar people can recognize him as Wei Xu at a glance.

The face of the saint changed slightly.

The king of Nanjiang looked at her and said, Is Wei Xu really a puppet? What he did doesn't look like a puppet.

A puppet has no consciousness of its own, and only obeys its master.

If Wei Xu is not a puppet, then the saintess has been deceiving the King of Southern Xinjiang in recent years.

And if Wei Xu is a puppet, as his only master, the saint is extremely suspicious.

First, kidnapping the princess of Da Zhou, then burning the palace and mutilating the third prince, one after another, they are all things that are not good for the king of Nanjiang.

The king of Nanjiang's sharp eyes fell on the beautiful face of the saint.

The saint didn't look sideways, and said frankly: I don't know about it.

The king of Nanjiang hummed: I remember that the puppets you made have never made mistakes.

The saint opened her mouth: Wei Xu is an exception. His will is too firm, and the medicine has limited effect on him.

The king of Nanjiang said lightly: You also said last time that he won't last long after leaving the medicine, and he will definitely come back to you.

Speaking of this, the saint was also puzzled.

It stands to reason that no matter how determined Wei Xu is, it is impossible for him to quit the medicine suddenly after taking the medicine for five years.

What exactly blocked Wei Xu's drug response?

Did he carry it himself?

But what about his sanity?

Wei Xu's current situation has become even more confusing to her.

If she wants to say she is innocent, she will appear incompetent.

She knew everything she wanted to say, and it seemed that she had ulterior motives.

It's all wrong anyway.

The saint clenched her fingers.

The king of Nanjiang said: I will give you one last chance, within ten days, if you don't hand over Wei Xu, you will be handed over to the new saint immediately, and you don't have to continue to be an elder, let me leave the hall of the saint!

The Temple of the Holy Maiden is her greatest reliance and the source of her power.

If she leaves the Holy Maiden Hall, she will lose the most important game capital.

In fact, from the perspective of the King of Southern Border, the saint would also think that she is suspicious.

This is the most embarrassing.

Even though she and the king of Nanjiang had suffered secretly, they couldn't even touch a shadow of Wei Xu.

what happened?

After returning to the holy mountain, Ambassador Lu brought a bowl of porridge to the saint: You didn't eat anything in the morning, so you should be filling your belly anyway.

The saint waved her hand: I can't eat it.

Ambassador Lu asked, Has Your Majesty made things difficult for you again?

The saint didn't speak.

The king of Nanjiang only gave her ten days of hard work. After ten days, if she could not hand over Wei Xu, she would face being killed by the king of Nanjiang.

She thought of the man in the abandoned mine.

She looked at Changshi Lu: How is your father these days?

Lu Zhang said: He was injured a while ago, and he should be fine now. Did the saint have any orders?

The saint said: Have you not visited your grandfather for a while?

Lu Changshi's grandfather was not in the capital, and the grandfather mentioned by the saint was referring to Chief Xue of the mine.

Master Xue's eldest daughter lost her husband, and her father lost his wife. The saint helped her father marry Master Xue's eldest daughter.

She called Miss Xue mother, so naturally she had to call Mr. Xue grandpa.

She replied: Yes, it has been three months since the old man celebrated his birthday last time.

The saint gave her solemn instructions: Go to the mine to see your father, and also your grandfather. By the way, secretly investigate something for me.

...

Su Xiaoxiao still had to change the dressings for Su Xuan and Su Li today.

Just about to go out, Yin Xiaodie came over.

She came here for the illness of King Nanjiang.

It can be seen that she really does her best to do her job well.

I checked your majesty's medical records, and also asked about your majesty's recent illness. It is said that your majesty has improved a few days ago, but he took a new medicinal wine developed by the saint. I found the concubine Yin and asked her to Let me help me out a little.

This small bottle was not easy to come by. The Queen Mother was not willing to drink it, so she kept it in the ice cellar.

Concubine Yin asked for it only after she had worn her tongue.

The two sat on a stone bench in the front yard.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the medicine bottle.

There is the smell of medicinal wine, but not much.

Do you want to try it? Yin Xiaodie asked.

Su Xiaoxiao is pregnant and cannot drink: No need, I can smell it.

There are ginseng, angelica, antler...

The more it smells, the weirder it gets.

Su Xiaoxiao brought a cup and poured the medicinal wine into it.

That clear and bright color, with a hint of yellow...

Why is it a little weird?

Yu Chixiu came over.

What are you doing? he asked.

Su Xiaoxiao said: I'm researching medicinal wine, it has the smell of wine, but it doesn't look like wine, it seems like something has been mixed with it...

It's not easy, let me try!

Yu Chixiu brought over the teacup and downed it in one gulp.

He froze.

Just at this moment, Xiaohu came out to water the vegetable field.

He defiantly took a big bubble.

Yu Chixiu looked at Xiaohu's piss, then at the teacup he drank, and his mind exploded——

Poor little black 23333

Thanks to Wei Xiaobao, Ma Ma escaped unharmed.

Thank you for your support, February ended perfectly, and we will see you in March.