It is very quiet and warm in the secret cell of the flower room.

After being settled down, A Bao supported himself on the bed with his hands and stared at the sleeping Meng Guanjing.

Three days ago, Shi Xi didn't want to see Meng Guanjing for the last time because she was worried that he would wake up, tortured by the illness, and then go crazy and lose his mind.

But just three days later, she finally found the golden cage incense.

It is said that it can calm the mind of the person with the hanging soul puppet and even relieve pain.

However, Xuanyuan Fengran was still worried, so he tied Meng Guanjing's hands and feet with iron chains to prevent him from becoming mentally confused and violently hurting others.

Next to him, the pirate in a black robe and green collar had a complicated look in his eyes.

"You know you can't save him. Why bother trying?"

"I can save him. We can save him."

There are six kinds of rare and precious medicinal herbs, but many people are willing to help.

When Xie Wuai received her letter, he rushed from the imperial capital to deliver the vine tree at full speed, eight hundred miles away; as for the refining sand, she asked Zhao Chuance to help contact the King of Zhenxi, who was on his way; and with the help of Princess Xuan, she persuaded her brother from her natal family to help with the burning rhinoceros grass.

As for the thunder dragon and the ten thousand year old clam, Xuanyuan Fengran was also prepared.

Now, only Yin Black Snake Tu is left.

Although it was difficult, there was no stopping her from concocting the antidote.

After a moment's silence, Abao suddenly raised his eyes.

Staring at the pirate leaning against the wall of the greenhouse, she asked confidently, "Do you know the Hanging Soul Puppet?"

If she didn't know, she wouldn't be so sure that she couldn't save Meng Guanjing.

The pirate was quite surprised by Po's sharpness and regretted speaking for a moment.

But remaining silent at this moment makes it seem like he is trying to cover up something.

As if thinking about something, the pirate considered it, avoided the Hanging Soul Puppet, and only mentioned one thing.

"The little princess has been in Chuyue for nearly half a month. Among the countless Chuyue rumors, haven't you heard that many years ago, the villagers in the fishing village were shouting about the existence of a man-eating monster?"

Fishing village? Man-eating monster?

Po instantly thought of the bloody murder in Winter Village in the northern border.

My uncle once said that there were human-like beasts there that were crazily devouring the villagers.

"What does that man-eating monster look like?" Po wondered.

Unexpectedly, the pirate turned his eyes away silently and looked at Meng Guanjing on the bed.

"The monsters in the villagers' memories were all ferocious, but there were two things that never changed: one was that the monster looked like a human, and the other was that the monster had red earthworm marks on its face."

Inexplicably, A Bao gradually began to have some guesses in his mind.

She was silent for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Master Xi, do you know where that fishing village is?"

However, the pirate said calmly: "Little princess, the truth is dirty."

Hearing this, A Bao stared at the pirate's extremely dark and defiant eyes.

She wanted to see some clues in his eyes, but he just glanced at her complicatedly.

At this moment, Meng Guanjing opened his eyes in confusion.

Although the young man's entire face was still covered with red earthworm scars, the golden cage incense that Abao had lit beside the bed actually worked.

He was no longer violent and hurtful, but slowly regained his senses.

He stared at the little girl, whom he once mistook for the warm sunshine in the snowy winter. Her voice was extremely hoarse from not being used for too long, and seemed to contain countless coarse sands.

"Di Yang? Princess? You are still here..."

The little girl who was guarding his bedside actually did what she promised him before she fell into a coma.

There is no disgust, no fear, and no abandonment.

Instead, she looked worried and asked him if he felt unwell.

"Your limbs should be slightly swollen from the long-term use of the golden needles. But it's okay. Just exercise more and it will be fine." A Bao raised his hand and touched Meng Guanjing's forehead. "You don't have a fever. This is a very auspicious sign."

Hearing this, Meng Guanjing looked at the little girl whose eyes were curved with laughter.

She asked, "Guess what I'm going to tell you?"

Although he hadn't touched the wine, he, who was usually reserved, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"What does Your Highness want to tell me?"

"My uncle Feng Ran has solved the "Record of Yuzhi"!"

Feeling proud of himself, Abao smiled with exceptional pride.

"The strange poison you were poisoned with is called Hanging Soul Puppet, but don't worry, Meng Guanjing. I, no, we, have already prepared most of the medicinal materials!"

The pirates became more confused when they saw this.

This Princess Diyang often surprised him.

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