Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Murong Heng turned the porcelain bottle in his hand and then stood up slowly.

"That's it for today, I'm going back to the palace."

"master."

Suzaku called him and said, "Although Xiao Wen has no antidote for Jiuye's poison, I feel that we cannot give up hope. As long as it is poison, there must be an antidote. I will definitely help you search for famous doctors. Can find a way to detoxify.”

"Loneliness is not giving up."

Murong Heng held the porcelain bottle and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Gu Zheng is going to take Jiu Ye back and show it to the best doctor in the world. If there is any hope for Gu Zheng, it must be with her."

Suzaku was a little confused.

"The best doctor in the world?"

"Well, you also know that this person is Gu's Crown Princess."

After that, he opened the door and left slowly.

Suzaku remained where he was, his eyes twitching slightly.

When the atmosphere is so solemn, why don’t you forget about dog abuse?

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The next day, Bai Luo got up early in the morning.

To be precise, he stayed up all night.

Seeing Shen Zhihe like that during the day was so shocking.

Who did it?

Why do you do this?

When Shen Zhihe heard him mention his life experience, he seemed to avoid it, which was really abnormal.

What happened to his life?

In his mind, he had always been an orphan, wandering at the foot of the Yaowang Valley. It wasn't until he was six years old that he was spotted by Xiao Wentian and brought back to the valley by accident.

What's the hidden secret?

Xiao Wentian is your enemy.

This sentence came to mind again.

Bai Luo's eyes darkened, and then he washed his face with cold water. .

When the sky got slightly brighter, Bai Luo left the inn and walked quickly towards where Shen Zhihe was.

No matter what this time, he must ask clearly!

Maybe it was because he came too early. When he came, there were very few beggars and homeless people on the roadside. The thick frost spread on the muddy road, bringing a chill to the bones.

After finding the dilapidated tile-roofed house, Bai Luo saw two little beggars leaning on the door frame, looking inside.

He stood not far away and asked.

"What are you doing here?"

The two little beggars turned around, with frightened expressions on their dirty little faces.

"Dead...dead!"

The two shouted and staggered away: "Someone is dead! Someone is dead!"

Bai Luo was startled, and then quickly walked over and walked into the dilapidated tile-roofed house.

Seeing the scene inside, his pupils suddenly tightened.

I saw a rope hanging from the beam in the crumbling tile-roofed house.

And there is a person hanging on the rope.

It was Shen Zhihe!

"Uncle Shen!"

Bai Luo shouted, stepped forward quickly, cut the rope on the beam with a sword, and released the man.

As soon as he touched Shen Zhihe's body, Bai Luo's movements immediately froze.

His body was already cold, and it looked like he had been dead for some time.

He came late.

Bai Luo's heart sank instantly.

He calmed down his emotions and quickly checked Shen Zhihe's body. He had many wounds on his body, but most of them were skin wounds and bruises. It seemed that he was often bullied here.

The fingers on his right hand were all dripping with blood, as if they were fresh wounds, and it was unclear how they were broken.

After checking, it was found that there were no other fatal injuries, only the strangulation marks on the neck that could cause death, and there were no signs of a fight in the house.

It should be suicide.

Bai Luo frowned, feeling extremely complicated.

This clue from Shen Zhihe...

broken.

What secret does Shen Zhihe hide...

He turned into such an inhuman and ghostly appearance and did not seek death. However, when he asked about his life experience yesterday, Shen Zhihe took his own life.

Bai Luo couldn't understand.

He supported Shen Zhihe and was about to put his body down when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His chest was bulging, as if he was hiding something.

Bai Luo reached out and took it out, only to find a wad of old paper.

He was startled, then subconsciously took out the paper and opened it.

It was densely covered with blood stains.

It's written in blood.

Bai Luo was stunned for a moment, and then he understood why the fingers of Shen Zhihe's right hand were dripping with blood.

It was with blood as ink that I wrote this suicide note.

Bai Luo's heart was beating fast, and he had a bad feeling.

He took a deep breath, turned his eyes slightly, and glanced at the content written in blood.

Just after reading the first few lines, his pupils suddenly trembled, causing huge ripples.

[Bai Luo, I have been living in this world just to wait for this day, to tell you the truth, and then to die to apologize...]

Bai Luo pursed his thin lips, tried his best to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, and continued reading.

The sky is getting brighter outside, and the warm winter sun is rising.

Sunlight shines into the house through the broken windows, giving it a golden glow.

Bai Luo was in the morning sun, but he couldn't feel the warmth at all.

A complete coldness emerged from his bones, freezing his limbs and bones.

He gritted his teeth and felt the smell of blood before he gradually recovered from the cold numbness.

It was a short blood letter, but he read it for a full hour.

After a long time, Bai Luo crumpled the blood-stained paper into a ball and held it in his palm.

He supported the ground with his sword, stood up slowly, and glanced at Shen Zhihe beside him.

The eyes that were originally filled with sadness were now filled with only a deep coldness.

There was a fire that was about to burn out in the room, which Shen Zhihe was probably using to keep warm.

Bai Luo kicked the hay on the side onto the flames.

Soon, the fire got bigger.

Then, it got bigger and bigger.

When the situation became uncontrollable, he reached out and threw the blood book in his hand into the fire, and took one last look at Shen Zhihe on the ground.

"Goodbye, Uncle Shen."

……

Xiao Yunxi sat alone on the stone steps next to the inn and waited for a long time before Bai Luo came back.

She immediately jumped up happily.

"Senior brother, are you finally back?"

"Why did you sneak away so early in the morning? Where were you?"

"I heard that there are many erotic places down the mountain. You won't go to the brothels behind my back, will you?"

Bai Luo stopped and glanced at her.

Xiao Yunxi stood there, thinking that he was going to fight with her again like before.

However, Bai Luo just looked at her deeply, then turned around and walked into the inn.

Xiao Yunxi stood there, stunned for a moment.

The look in Bai Luo's eyes just now...

Very strange.

Still a little cold.

Xiao Yunxi stood there and shuddered.

What's going on, brother?

Have you started taking the iceberg beauty route?

Before she could think clearly, Bai Luo had already come down from upstairs. After throwing the rent money to the shopkeeper, he took the bag and stepped out of the inn door.

Xiao Yunxi followed.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"Go back to Medicine King Valley."

"Ah? Aren't you going to ask for the Ziyang Pill from the bad old man?"

Xiao Yunxi blinked and then said: "Okay, Zhao Tianxing doesn't want to give it anyway, there's no need for us to beg him again, let's go back together."

As she spoke, she smiled and took out a package of things from her baggage.

It's warm and fragrant.

It's a beggar's chicken.

She held it in front of Bai Luo like a treasure.

"The shopkeeper said that this beggar's chicken has the best taste in the whole street. I went to buy it early in the morning. Senior brother, I want to try it with you."

With that said, Xiao Yunxi put the beggar's chicken in front of him with a smile.

Smelling the aroma that penetrated his nose, Bai Luo suddenly felt an unspeakable nausea.

He waved his hand suddenly and knocked the beggar's chicken away from her hand.

"It's annoying to have to eat all day long!"

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