The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

Looking at the retreating figures of Marquis Weiyuan's master and servant, Princess Lingxi's face gradually showed an incredible look as she stood there.

She seems to have made some incredible discovery!

She stared at Hermey with burning eyes: "This fragrant powder...are you reading that correctly?"

Herme twisted the rough powder on her fingertips and confirmed again: "This slave will not be mistaken. This is the lowest level of rouge and gouache. The reason why the princess has never seen it is because whether it is in Northern Xinjiang or in In the palace, even the maids will not use such inferior things!"

The lowest?Princess Lingxi thought to herself——

In this case, how could it appear in Weiyuan Hou?Presumably Xu Rongrong, the head of Pingan County, would not use such low-quality powder, right?

If it's not Xu Rongrong's, then whose is it?

And, so lowly?

Princess Lingxi was thoughtful: I didn't expect Mu Rong to like such a woman...

The men of Dazhou have such a good time.

Thinking about it, a woman who was humble and humble, but could still be favored by Marquis Weiyuan, must have some means that others could not match.

But when it comes to women’s methods…

Princess Lingxi turned her head and looked at Hermey carefully. Her wandering eyes made the latter feel numb.

"Princess...why do you look at this slave like this?" Herme asked cautiously.

"If you are asked to seduce the Marquis, do you have any ideas?" Princess Lingxi lifted Hermey's chin with her fingertips, "All you have to do is hook him up on the bed and let Xu Rongrong catch you."

"Why did the princess arrange this?" Herme was puzzled.

"Xu Rongrong has humiliated me many times, I will definitely vent my anger!" Princess Lingxi snorted coldly, "If she catches her man fooling around with other women on the bed, I want to see if she is still the same person as before. Such an arrogant look!"

After saying that, she glanced at Herme again: "It's time for you to show your skills. When you were in Northern Xinjiang, you cultivated your skills on the bed. You can seduce the prince and turn against the princess. I must be able to control the prince." Isn’t it difficult?”

Prince?How can it be compared with Mr. Hou?

Thinking of Marquis Weiyuan's unparalleled handsome face, Herme blushed slightly: "My slave... I have tried my best."

……

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Mu Rong dismounted and returned to his room.

Naturally, I didn't expect that I was already being taken care of.

In order to prevent Xu Rongrong from noticing that he looked bad, he stole the rouge from the servants at home.

He rarely interacted with women, so he didn't know that low-quality rouge could be so useless.

It would be okay if he stayed in the house all the time. Once he stayed in the wind for a long time, he would be blown down by the wind, and then he would be discovered by Princess Lingxi!

Then she thought he was having a secret meeting with his lover...and then she plotted against him.

Naturally, he would not know about the various schemes of others, because at this time, his blood was surging and the aura in his body was in chaos.

After the door slammed shut with a bang, he immediately began to meditate and adjust his breath.

In just one hour, he adjusted his breath twice, which he had never done since he introduced Xu Rong's cold poison into his body.

After finally calming down for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Go and ask for Mr. Shu."

Mu Yi followed his Lord Marquis all the way, how could he notice the strangeness in his body, so he stayed outside the door and did not dare to leave.

Now that he heard the command from the Marquis, he immediately responded.

Not long after, Shu Qing came.

As soon as he entered the room, he noticed something was wrong with his aura. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Didn't you feel fine the day before yesterday? Why is it suddenly like this?"

The whole room felt a bit chilly.

Mu Rong lowered his voice: "I went to see her today."

"Who?" Shu Qing didn't come back to his senses for a moment, but looking at Mu Rong's face, he reacted the next moment, "Has the Marquis met the county lord?"

Mu Rong nodded and told how Xu Rongrong invited him, how he went to the meeting, and how his breath became disordered.

Shu Qing took his pulse and sighed.

Mu Rong raised his eyebrows: "How?"

"Judging from the pulse, Mr. Hou's mood swings caused the cold poison to overflow. Fortunately, you have strong internal strength and can adjust in time."

He said this, but his expression was not very good. Mu Rong knew that he must have left the last part of the sentence unsaid.

really……

"But..." Shu Qing frowned and said, "Just meeting the county master once can cause the Marquis to be emotionally shaken and cold poisoned... If I really wait for you two to get married, I'm worried that you will pass away immediately."

Mu Rong: "..."

"If you really wait until the wedding ceremony is full of flowers and candles..."

"Okay." Mu Rong interrupted him, "No need to say any more."

Shu Qing stroked his beard and fell silent.

Mu Rong lowered his eyes, thought for a while and then asked: "Is there a solution?"

"We can only wait for those poisoned people in southern Xinjiang to be sent to Beijing quickly, and a complete detoxification method can be developed earlier."

Seeing what he said, Mu Rong pondered for a moment and finally asked what he was thinking: "If you want to completely remove the poison of this ice-sealed acupoint... How sure is Mr. Shu?"

"Forty percent." This was the answer Shu Qing came up with after careful consideration.

"So... there is still a [-]% chance that I will suffer from cold poison and die in five years."

Shu Qing nodded, and then added: "I will do my best."

Mu Rong smiled and said: "I understand, it's getting late. Mr. Shu, please come back."

Shu Qing was worried, but there was no solution if he stayed here, so he retreated.

Just when he was about to step out of the door, Mu Rong's voice came to his mind behind him: "I hope Mr. Shu can accept my request and keep this secret for the rest of his life... no matter what the consequences will be in the future."

Shu Qing didn't look back and pushed the door open.

Every time Mr. Yin Shu diagnoses the pulse of the Marquis, Mu Yi and others are not allowed to get close.

When Shu Qing walked out of the courtyard, Mu Yi hurriedly greeted him: "How is the Marquis?"

"It's just that... I've contracted some cold. Yi Changshi doesn't need to worry." Shu Qing replied.

Is this really the case?

Mu Yi looked at Shu Qing, who had a relaxed expression on his face, and felt even more confused: "Master Hou has always been physically strong, but this time after detoxifying the county master, his physical condition is not as good as before... Is the poison in Master Hou's body really completely eliminated?" ?”

Shu Qing laughed when he heard this: "Yi Changshi doesn't trust the internal strength of the Marquis? I have never seen a man with deeper internal strength than the Marquis. A mere residual poison is nothing to him. What's more, the Marquis is a great Zhou Yi. The military prince holds the military defense and safety of the Great Zhou Dynasty in his hands. How dare he risk his own life? But having said that, after all, it took some internal energy to clean up the remaining poison for the county master, so it is reasonable for his body to be weak in the short term. .”

Seeing what he said so confidently, Mu Yi felt relieved a little.

Indeed...no one can match the Marquis' internal strength.

As for Miss Xu, there is nothing more than residual poison in her body. Even she, a woman, can survive it, let alone the Marquis?

So he cupped his hands and said, "I was the one who was rude."

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, Shu Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

He left the Hou Mansion as if fleeing.