The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

"Just say it straight! Don't hesitate at this time!" Yue Qing urged him anxiously.

Dongfang Ji sighed, "The other method does have a high success rate, but it will cripple his martial arts. Not to mention going to the battlefield in the future, he won't be able to stop an assassin."

Everyone was silent.

Xia Zhibai, guarded the border at the age of sixteen. In the past eight years, the enemy country has not made any progress. But now, because of the prince's fight for the throne, this young god of war is about to lose his life. How ridiculous!

Xia Yanxiang's lips turned pale and her eyes were dazed. After a moment, she came back to her senses: "Master, have someone prepare the medicine! I'll go get the Soul-Separation Grass."

The voice was light but firm, leaving no room for doubt.

"Ayan..." "Sister Yanxiang"

Xia Yan looked around but she had already turned and left. She stopped in front of the door without looking back: "Darong Dynasty can live without Xia Yanxiang, but it can't live without Xia Zhibai. He protects the world, but I am the only one who can save him."

"Ayan..." Li Guan didn't know how to express the emotions in his heart. They were stuck in his heart and he couldn't relieve them.

"Li girl, go check on Yan girl." Yue Qing was also worried, but she had more important things to do, "Jiang'er, you and your father should go prepare the medicine first! I still have some things to arrange in the mansion."

Dongfang Xujiang wanted to stop it, but Xia Yanxiang was right, no one could save Xia Zhibai except her.

It's really funny to say, in the previous life, Mo Yuyang was "seriously ill", and Xia Pinxiang found a prescription from somewhere, which required human heart blood as a guide, but Xia Pinxiang was already pregnant at that time, and it was not suitable for her to draw heart blood. So Xia Pinxiang found an excuse of being weak to ask Xia Yanxiang for help. Xia Yanxiang risked her life to get a bowl of it and almost died.

It seems that Xia Pinxiang is very interested in her precious blood.

"Helan, pack your things, we are going to stay at a farm in the suburbs for a few days," Xia Yan looked at Tinglan and then called Anzheng, "Anzheng, come with me to Shangyaotang."

"Master, master, the third lady has arrived at Shangyaotang." After hearing the news from Wang Zhi, Yizhu immediately ran to inform Mo Yuchen.

Mo Yuchen was shocked. Didn't he and Yanyan agree to meet on the 27th? Why did he suddenly come to Shangyaotang?

When Mo Yuchen arrived, Wang Zhi told him that Xia Yanxiang came in a hurry and seemed to have something urgent to do.

Xia Yanxiang no longer cared about the agreement she had made with Mo Yuchen a few days ago. She took a few deep breaths, walked to Mo Yuchen, put her hands together and raised them flat, moved her right foot back, bent her left knee, and put her forehead on the back of her hands: "Xia Yan has seen His Royal Highness Prince Luo."

This gift is the most honorable one, and only the Emperor and his savior can receive it.

Mo Yuchen immediately sensed that something big was going to happen: "I cannot accept such a generous gift from the Third Miss!"

After Xia Yanxiang finished her greeting, she stood still and said, "You can bear it. I came here today to ask you for a branch of Soul-Separating Grass!"

His Royal Highness Prince Luo actually has the Soul-Separation Grass!

How did the Third Miss know that the Master had the Soul-Separation Grass?

Mo Yuchen did not reply, staring into her eyes for a while before speaking: "Since Miss San knows about the Soul-Separation Grass, she should know that there are only a few of them in the world.*

"Yes, but Yanxiang knew you had it, so she dared to come and ask for it."

Mo Yuchen didn't express his attitude: "Yizhu, you guys go down first."

"Yes." Yizhu took Anzhi downstairs.

"The Soul-Separation Grass cannot be used unless it is extremely poisonous, so you probably didn't come here to use it as medicine." Mo Yuchen reacted as soon as she asked the first question, "So, who was poisoned that made you come to me in person to ask for the Soul-Separation Grass?"

Xia Yanxiang didn't want to tell him, but cooperation always requires trust. "General Pu Wei is poisoned and needs a soul-leaving grass to detoxify him."

"When I met General Pu Wei this morning, he was in high spirits. How could he have been poisoned?"

Xia Yanxiang gritted her teeth: "It should be Xia Pinxiang who did it. It has gone very deep."

"If it's a poisonous Gu, then there must be a mother Gu to cure it, why do we need the Soul-Separating Grass?" This leader must have something else he didn't tell him. "And I only have two branches of Soul-Separating Grass, which are priceless."

Xia Yanxiang gritted her teeth and knelt down with a plop: "If there is any other way, my brother will be ruined!"

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, a drug like Soul-Separation Grass, which has strong medicinal properties and is also highly toxic, must not be used!" Xia Ruxiang could hardly control her panic.

This was the first time Mo Yuchen had seen her so resolute. He didn't bother to ask any more questions and hurried to help her up: "Yan Yan, don't be like this!"

Xia Yanxiang stubbornly refused to get up: "Just this once, I beg you, I can pay any price, but you must have the Soul-Separation Grass!"

"Mo Yuchen, I beg you." Xia Yanxiang began to sob. She must protect him in this life!

Mo Yuchen's anger dissipated and he sighed: "I'll give it to you, get up now!"

Xia Yanxiang looked up in panic and stared into Mo Fuchen's eyes. She didn't see any sign of lying, so she was about to kowtow to Mo Fuchen, but was stopped by him.

"General Pu Wei is the pillar of the Dayong Dynasty. Even if I don't have him, I will try my best to find him."

Xia Yanxiang moved her lips, and Mo Yuchen helped her up again.

"Your Highness," Xia Yan seemed to have made up her mind, "Tu Group, thank you very much."

"You..." Mo Bingchen's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't know what to say.

Xia Yanxiang took a step back and bowed again: "Thank you."

Mo Yuchen sighed and said, "You sit down first, I'll go get it."

Xia Yanxiang did not return to the general's mansion, but went directly to the farm in the suburbs.

Tinglan had already told Yueqing about her arrangements, and Yueqing and others were now in the manor.

"Madam Yue, the third young lady is here."

Xia Yanxiang's eyes were still red and dim: "Master, Master's wife, the Soul-Separation Grass has been obtained. Anzhi, give it to Master."

Dongfang Ji opened it and saw that it was indeed the Soul-Separation Grass. He had only seen the Soul-Separation Grass once in all these years. "Girl, is King Luo willing to confess himself to you?"

"I will pay the price, so you don't have to worry about this Master and his wife." Xia Yanxiang didn't want to say more.

"Master, you just need to keep it a secret from my brother and outsiders, as well as from the Shangshu Mansion and my mother." Xia Yan's eyes became even darker when her mother was mentioned.

After being reborn, she had been busy with revenge and had not spent any time with her mother. Now that it was a life-and-death situation again, she suddenly couldn't bear to leave her mother.

"Master's Wife, I will go back to the Shangshu Mansion tomorrow, and I will start the immersion tonight!"

As soon as she stepped into the tub, Xia Yanxiang felt the pain all over her body from the medicine. Yue Qing frowned and said, "Girl Yan, this medicine can cleanse your meridians and change your marrow. Can you... stand it?"

"It's okay," Xia Yanxiang gritted her teeth and sat down, even forcing a smile, "It's also good to cleanse the meridians and change the marrow, so that I can practice martial arts in the future."

Later? She didn't know if there would be a later.

Yue Qing couldn't bear to watch any further.