I have a supermarket system, shocking the whole court

Ning Ning's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason the face with peach blossom eyes appeared in her mind.

By the way, what is the surname of the country of Daliang?

She asked silently. The woman next to her thought Ning Ning was a little silly, and now she was even more certain. She looked disdainful and said, "Of course the surname of our Daliang is Liang."

"..." Ning Ning's heart suddenly felt cold.

Although I really want to say to her, the surname of the Tang Dynasty is not Tang, and the surname of the Song Dynasty is not Song! Who the hell would have thought that the surname of the Liang Dynasty is Liang!

At this moment, the words Shang Wenqi questioned her that day echoed in her mind unconsciously.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you give the whistle to Liang Muzhou?"

Ning Ning didn't think much of it at the time, but now she thinks it's very Barbie-like.

What if Liang Muzhou was really the Prince of Ju, what if he was the mastermind behind the theft of 100,000 taels of gold, what if he really used the money to mobilize troops for rebellion, and I gave him an invincible communication method... then, what would be the consequences?

Ning Ning felt a black screen before her eyes. Would it be too late for her to give up appealing for the original owner's father and run back to join Liang Muzhou's camp?

Anyway, she has already become a traitor unintentionally, so she might as well make it clear to avoid being held accountable when the truth comes out.

However, Ning Ning quickly dismissed this idea. These were just her blind guesses, and even if they were true, they would not happen in the short term.

Moreover, to be honest, it is easy to start a rebellion in troubled times, but in today's stable times, the possibility of being suppressed is higher.

What's more, she had been fighting and killing to survive in her previous life, and she really didn't want to do that in this life.

She just wanted to settle down in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, do some small business to make money, then raise a few handsome boys, and live a carefree life.

Ning Ning had no interest in listening to the story anymore, so she stood up and left silently.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Shang Wenqi in the corridor, with his arms folded across his chest, listening quietly to the storyteller.

Seeing him, Ning Ning paused and looked at Shang Wenqi unconsciously.

Having said that, she seemed to have guessed Shang Wenqi's identity.

Originally, she thought Shang Wenqi was a subordinate of some powerful official, but judging from the way he was on guard against Liang Muzhou, the possibility that he was a subordinate of a powerful official was not very high. He should be... the Queen Mother's man, right?

If you think about it carefully, Shang Wenqi, the loyal dog of the court, does have the style of a royal guard.

Thinking about how she had tried to steal someone else's girlfriend before, Ning Ning wanted to slap herself in the face. No wonder this guy was unmoved. He had the most stable job, so why would he look for another one?

Ning Ning shook her head and went to find a dormitory.

Shang Wenqi didn't know that Ning Ning had already figured out his identity through the storyteller's stories. When he saw her leave, he followed her closely.

At this time, the troupe owner, who had just finished a stroll, had already allocated the rooms. Originally, these two people were entrusted by Xiao Zhizhou, and now they felt more like they were saving the dance troupe, so the troupe owner gave them the best along the way.

This is true from food to accommodation.

This time too, the best room in the yard was directly reserved for Shang Wenqi and Ning Ning.

However, no matter how good the room is, it is useless to Shang Wenqi. The bed is Ning Ning's territory, and he spends most of his time sitting cross-legged beside the bed in meditation.

That night, Ning Ning felt something strange.

Normally, even though Shang Wenqi was only separated from her by a bed curtain, she could hardly feel Shang Wenqi's breath or presence.

But that night, Shang Wenqi did not sit by the bed, but sat on the chaise longue in the room.

Of course, where to sit is not the point. The point is that Ning Ning can hear Shang Wenqi's breathing and feel his restlessness from such a distance.

Ning Ning couldn't help but wonder, what was wrong with this guy?

Considering that she would also be ill if he was not well, Ning Ning could not help but ask: "Hey, are you okay?"

The answer to her was naturally silence.

Ning Ning didn't mind. She said to herself, "I said that not sleeping all day would cause problems. Although meditation can improve your skills, meditation is meditation and rest is rest. The two cannot be confused and one cannot replace the other. After all, flesh and blood bodies still need sleep."

As she chattered on, Shang Wenqi only felt his head hurting more. The energy and blood that he had suppressed with great difficulty became chaotic again. Not only did beads of sweat the size of beans appear on his forehead, but suspicious red marks also appeared on his arms and neck.

But all these were drowned in the night, not to mention that Ning Ning was still behind the bed curtains, so she couldn't see anything at all.

Shang Wenqi couldn't hold on any longer and growled, "Shut up."

“???” Ning Ning sat up suddenly, and was about to scold this ungrateful guy.

The system's voice rang in my mind.

[Host, the scan shows that Shang Wenqi's condition seems to be wrong.]

"What do you mean?"

[His heart rate is fast, and a strange pattern is appearing on his skin, which looks like a sign of poisoning.]

Poisoning???

Could it be that the enemy is coming again?

At this moment, Ning Ning and Shang Wenqi's lives are tied together!

Ning Ning didn't say anything, lifted the mosquito net and ran towards Shang Wenqi.

The distance between the rooms is quite large. If there really is an enemy, it would be better for her people to shorten the safe distance. Besides, she also needs to confirm Shang Wenqi's situation.

Fortunately, the moonlight was bright in ancient times, so visibility was still quite high even without lights.

Ning Ning accurately avoided obstacles along the way and came to Shang Wenqi. As expected, she saw him sitting on the chaise longue and meditating. His whole body was shaking, as if he was suppressing something.

"Are you okay? What's going on?"

Ning Ning looked panicked.

"Don't come over here." Shang Wenqi growled.

"What are you talking about?" Ning Ning was puzzled. "How could I ignore you? We are in the same boat."

Ning Ning said this and walked up to him without hesitation. She stretched out her hand to feel his body temperature, and naturally felt the burning sensation, with the back of her hand covered in sweat.

"Is this a fever? Why is the temperature so outrageous?"

Ning Ning was very puzzled. Thinking of what the system said about Shang Wenqi having suspicious marks on his body, she opened her eyes wide to see clearly, but the moonlight could only allow her to see the outline of objects. It was a bit difficult to see patterns or anything like that.

Ning Ning didn't think much about it and immediately turned around to find a tinderbox to light the lamp first.

Ning Ning's movements were very quick and she lit the lamp at a fairly fast speed. However, when she turned around, Shang Wenqi was gone.

???

Ning Ning had no idea what was going on.

Shang Wenqi's whole body was hot and his breathing was unstable. It was indeed different from a common cold and fever. He was afraid that he was really poisoned. He just didn't know whether the poison was contracted today or from an old illness.

Speaking of which, this is the only bad thing about ancient times. There are too many strange poisons, and it is often shown in costume dramas, such as those that require one to take an antidote once a month, those that stop life in seven days, and those that fake death... There are all kinds of strange and bizarre medicines.