After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

When autumn was deep and dew heavy, a group of people from all walks of life came to Xiangchu with more than fifty plants of seven-kill grass.

After Bai Shu verified the authenticity, Hua Yan paid the silver. The group took the money and left immediately, neatly.

Three days later, the first antidote was developed. Jiang Xuening said immediately, "It's time to act!"

Skylark was the first to take the antidote. His whole body felt as if it was being burned by a raging fire. After he got over it, he was covered in sweat and almost exhausted.

Baizhu took her pulse and nodded with satisfaction, "The poison has been cured, but you have been taking the poison since childhood, and your bodies have been damaged over the years. Although the poison has been cured, it will affect your lifespan."

"Then how long can I live?"

"There is no problem in living for ten or eight years. If you take good care of your body, there is hope of living for twenty years. However, your body will become weaker as time goes by. It will be difficult to live to your fifties and sixties."

Skylark smiled weakly and said cheerfully, "I can earn one more year of life."

Being able to live freely for so long is enough for them. No matter how bad it is, it is better than being controlled by poison.

"Over the mountain, I'll go notify you."

After a night's rest, Yunque took Xiaocai to Luming Mountain.

When she arrived at the stream in a nearby mountain col, she took off the bamboo tube hanging from her waist, released Xiaocai, touched the snake's head, and stuffed a small piece of cloth into her mouth.

"Go and find your master."

Xiaocai swam her body and left lazily. After wandering around for a while, we finally headed up the mountain.

Xiaocao often took him wandering in the mountains before, so he was familiar with the area.

Climbing and crawling, when it was getting dark, he encountered some grass digging wild vegetables on the mountain, and he happily swam over.

Xiaocao exclaimed softly, "Xiaocai, are you back?"

As she spoke, she knelt down and touched his snake head, and Xiaocai spat out the small piece of cloth she had been holding in her mouth. She picked up the strip of cloth and hid it carefully, let the grass wrap around her arm, picked up the basket and went back.

The soldiers on the mountain were not surprised. She had to dig wild vegetables every day. The wild vegetables, rabbits and pheasants she brought back were all put into Gu Hanzhou's stomach through Qiu Ling's craftsmanship.

Although there are cooks in military camps, cooks are better at cooking in large pots. Of course, it is not as good as the delicious food carefully prepared by Qiu Ling, who has taken care of him for so many years and knows his taste very well.

Xiaocao carried the basket on her back and entered the tent. Xiaocai climbed out of her sleeves and stuck out the letter.

Qiuling's eyes lit up, "Is there news?"

Xiaocao gave her the strip of cloth, and she took a look at it. It said three times tomorrow night.

It's time to take action, and the antidote must be available. The person who had always had a paralyzed face could not help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Xiaocao leaned over and said softly, "Is there any news about the antidote?"

Qiuling whispered a few words in her ear, and Xiaocao nodded repeatedly.

The wild vegetables and hare in the basket were made into food and served on Gu Hanzhou's table. Gu Hanzhou drank some wine with the hare, while Qiu Ling stayed in the tent to wait on her.

In the afternoon of the next day, Qiuling went to spear fish with a fork, and Qiuling still carried her small basket on her back to pick wild vegetables.

After spearing the fish, she used the excuse of looking for wild onions to walk around the mountain and check the terrain.

During this period of time, she has already traveled all over the mountain. No one is more familiar with this mountain than her. Now she is just making final confirmation.

As night fell, she and Xiaocao were still making a fire in the corner to cook.

The aroma wafted far away, and Wen Yuchen came out to take a look. There was fish soup stewed in the casserole, and pheasant braised with potatoes in the iron pot.

"Tsk, tsk, Miss Qiuling is really capable of all decathlons."

Qiu Ling scooped up the pheasant, scooped the rest of the pot into a bowl and handed it to him. She said in an inaudible voice, "Take care of yourself."

His mind moved slightly, and he calmly took the pheasant and left.

Qiu Ling specially dressed up, bathing in aphrodisiac wild flowers and ordinary flowers together, wearing white clothes and holding her hair with a silver hairpin.

It seems casual and undisciplined, but in fact there is something very moving about it.

She personally carried two plates of braised pheasant with fish soup, two plates of wild vegetables, and a small jug of wine on a wooden plate.

Smelling the fragrance, Gu Hanzhou raised his eyes and glanced at her, "What delicious food did you cook tonight?"

She placed the dishes on the table one by one. Gu Hanzhou, who was originally very irritable, was temporarily soothed by the delicious food.

His ambition and passion were ruthlessly shattered. She prepared delicious food for him every day, but he indulged in his cravings. Food can make people happy and satisfied.

As usual, she tasted the food first in front of him. Gu Hanzhou held her chin and poured wine into her mouth, "You are obsessed with cooking."

She choked and coughed a few times, "Ahem, the other slaves can't help, so we can only try to make delicious food to replenish the body of the prince."

He picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, "It's really delicious."

When people feel depressed, they always have to find something else to put their souls on and release.

There wasn't much he could do in this barren mountain. So he recently fell in love with eating a full meal and drinking until midnight, and then indulge in sex, so that he could quickly fall asleep until dawn after being happy.

While he was drinking and eating, Qiu Ling was waiting on him, her faint fragrance always seducing him.

Seventy percent drunk, he hugged her waist and asked, "Where does that fragrance come from?"

"When I was looking for wild onions, I came across wild flowers that had not yet bloomed, so I picked some and brought them back for a bath."

“Wild flowers in late autumn are indeed rare.”

Wine is the most relaxing thing. He didn't notice anything was wrong and started enjoying dessert as usual.

In the dead of night, the sound of a watch sounded outside the tent, and the soldiers on night duty began to rotate.

Qiuling suddenly opened her eyes, held the silver hairpin in her hand, and pierced his heart coldly and mercilessly.

Severe pain struck, and Gu Hanzhou was awakened by the pain. What was left with him was the figure floating away. He clutched his bleeding chest and said sternly, "Grab her...grab her immediately..."

Xuan Yiyong came in and took a look, "Who did the assassination..."

"Qiuling..."

After he finished speaking, he fainted and Xuan Yi chased him out. The entire military camp was instantly alarmed.

Qiuling didn't stop at all and ran wildly in the night. The grass jumped up from the grass, and sprinkled a bag of poisonous snakes caught during the day on the soldiers chasing behind.

"Ah! Ah..."

Amidst the screams, Qiu Ling ran quickly, "Xiao Cao, follow me!"

It was so lively that Wen Yuchen, who had not slept and had a premonition of what would happen tonight, came out of the tent and looked at the sky.

After going to the main tent, which was already in chaos, military doctors were already treating Gu Hanzhou.

He was stopped and not allowed to enter, so he had to wait outside pretending to be worried.

The late autumn night was already very cold. He pulled up his clothes and sincerely hoped that Qiu Ling could escape.

He had a feeling that everything would be over soon.

In order to escape, Qiuling led Xiaocao and ran into the woods. The pursuers were restricted by the terrain, giving them a chance to breathe.