The county horse is a medicine jar

The fourth prince knew that Shen Qingwan would not trust him. He used the name of smallpox not to fool Shen Qingwan, but to find someone with a good name to keep Lin Sishen and imprison her in the mansion.

The witch doctor had already boasted in front of him that as long as he could hold on for another two days, Lin Sishen would be completely inseparable from the secret medicine, and would only obey him from now on, becoming a marionette in his hands.

At that time, even if he wanted to let Lin Sishen go, Lin Sishen would probably be reluctant to leave.

In order to prevent Shen Qingwan from sneaking into the mansion to meet Lin Sishen secretly, the fourth prince deployed manpower to surround the third and outer third floors of the house, making them guard day and night, and never let anyone get close.

But only two days.

Even if Shen Qingwan had become suspicious, she probably would not have imagined that he would have such secret means.

Just as the Fourth Prince was holding the winning ticket, the witch doctor also sent him good news, maybe he didn't have to wait two more days, seeing him today, he already found that Lin Sishen had already shown signs of addiction.

The fourth prince didn't look happy when he heard this, but he was a little worried. He frowned and asked, "Didn't you say that even ordinary people would take a while to become addicted? Will it take more time?"

The witch doctor grinned and explained: "Although Mrs. Lin is a martial arts practitioner, her body is too weak to be compared to ordinary people. Usually, people who suffer from stubborn diseases and are often tortured by illnesses will rely more on this medicine. Presumably Lin That's how adults are."

"If so, then God is helping me."

A smile finally appeared on the tense face of the fourth prince. He nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head and reminded seriously: "But sir, don't be careless. Shen'er has always been smart. She has already seen through Mr.'s methods, and acted out a play of tricks, so as to paralyze Mr. "

The witch doctor leaned over slowly, and said proudly: "Your Highness, you can rest assured, this secret medicine is the result of this old man's life-long research. To ensure nothing goes wrong, the old man has added a lot of doses to the medicine used by Mr. Lin. Don't say it is true. Ordinary people, even gods who take a sniff, will probably be addicted to it."

The fourth prince's eyes flashed, he stared at the witch doctor for a while, and suddenly said softly: "If this king could have known such a god-man as Mr. earlier, why bother to be controlled by others?"

The witch doctor Wen raised his eyes to look at the fourth prince, and smiled meaningfully at him.

In this case the fourth prince was still proud that he was about to fulfill his long-cherished wish, but in that case Lin Sishen was already scratching his head and suffering from torture.

Originally, Lin Sishen was still trying to maintain her sanity, discussing countermeasures with Mo Zhu, but as time passed bit by bit, she became more and more restless, and even wanted to go crazy uncontrollably.

She was short of breath, her face turned pale, her body was trembling and sweating uncontrollably, her pulse became more and more disordered, and even her pupils began to dilate.In order to maintain her composure, she kept walking back and forth in the room, murmuring words without knowing what she was saying.

Seeing her like this, Mo Zhu stepped forward and wanted to hold her back, but unexpectedly Lin Sishen was touched by her like this, he swung violently like crazy, and growled in a low voice: "Get away, don't touch me. "

Mo Zhu was flung away so defenselessly, staggered a few steps and then bumped into the door, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't restrain a muffled groan.

With just such a bump, the oil lamp that had been obliquely stuck in the crack of the door rolled out, and rolled to Lin Sishen's feet in a few laps.

This sudden accident at least made Lin Sishen recover a little bit of reason. She looked at Mo Zhu in a daze, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Mo Zhu, I..."

Something seemed to be kicked under her feet, Lin Sishen lowered her eyes, and the moment she saw the oil lamp, she stopped abruptly. of ink bamboo.

Mo Zhu naturally also noticed her gaze, and regardless of the severe pain in her back, she rushed forward to take the oil lamp, but Lin Sishen grabbed the oil lamp first.

Overjoyed, Lin Sishen held the oil lamp, and eagerly stretched out his hand to touch his waist, but Mo Zhu had already taken away her fire pocket in advance, so she was in vain.

Lin Sishen also thought of this, she raised her eyes to look at Mo Zhu, her reddish eyes were full of pain and longing, she tremblingly stretched out her hand to Mo Zhu, and said anxiously: "Huo Zhezi, give it to me quickly!" .”

Mo Zhu anxiously looked at the oil lamp in her hand, and shook his head: "My lord, absolutely not, you must not fall into the tricks of the fourth prince, you just have to endure it for a while, and wait for the county..."

But how could Lin Sishen listen now, she interrupted Mo Zhu's words, impatiently urging: "Don't talk so much, give me the booklet quickly."

Lin Sishen seemed to have completely lost her mind, her heart and eyes were full of the oil lamp, she just wanted to light it with a fire pocket, so she didn't have the heart to worry about other things.

Mo Zhu naturally refused to give it, but Lin Sishen approached her impatiently, trying to forcefully snatch the key from her.

Mo Zhu turned around to avoid Lin Sishen, and comforted him in a soft voice: "My lord, didn't you say that the Princess will come as promised as soon as Zishi comes? It seems that Zishi is almost here, so please bear with me and wait. The princess is here, and she will definitely have a way to save you."

Lin Sishen kept trembling, and she begged in a low voice with tears in her eyes: "I can't wait, I'm really uncomfortable, when I beg you, please give me the fire bag."

While speaking, Lin Sishen quietly approached Mo Zhu, trying to snatch it away by surprise.But Mo Zhu was always on guard against her actions, and avoided her as expected.

As long as Lin Sishen wanted to snatch it, Mo Zhu would rely on his agile body to avoid it. For a moment, the two of them seemed to be playing hide-and-seek, chasing each other in the house.

At the beginning Lin Sishen was guided by Mo Zhu, but there was no disturbance, but the irrational Lin Sishen would not show mercy, she seized the opportunity and unexpectedly slapped Mo Zhu on the shoulder, knocking him down. Backed into a corner.

Lin Sishen's face was a bit ferocious, she stared straight at Mo Zhu, her eyes seemed to kill, she said fiercely: "I'll say it again, give me the things."

There were tears in Mo Zhu's eyes, she looked in horror at Lin Sishen, whose temperament had changed drastically, as if he had changed into a different person, she shook her head and choked up, "My lord, please, don't be like this..."

Just as the two of them were at a stalemate, the closed wooden window not far away was suddenly blown open by a gust of breeze, followed by a white shadow flashing past, and suddenly an extra person appeared in the room out of thin air.

"What are you looking for?"

The familiar voice drifted into his ears, and Lin Sishen trembled immediately, and his whole body froze in place.

Through Lin Sishen's shoulder, Mo Zhu caught a glimpse of Shen Qingwan who was dressed in white and Shi Shiran was standing by the window, and exclaimed overjoyed: "Princess?"

Mo Zhu has never been so happy to see Shen Qingwan as he is today.

Shen Qingwan raised her eyes and swept across the room without haste, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, she was very familiar with the furnishings in this room, but her attention was obviously not here.

The tip of her nose shrugged slightly, she seemed to smell a strange smell, and a trace of coldness quickly passed through her eyes.

Immediately, her eyes fell on Lin Sishen, whose back was turned to her, and her cold eyes softened a lot in an instant. She walked slowly towards Lin Sishen, only took out a fire pocket from her waist, passed it over Lin Sishen's shoulder, and handed it to him. She flickered slightly before her eyes, and asked in a gentle whisper.

"Are you looking for this?"

Shen Qingwan's voice seemed to wake up Lin Sishen's rationality, she turned around stiffly, and finally let go of her tightly clenched hands until she saw Shen Qingwan's face clearly, and the oil lamp fell to the ground, covered in ink. Bamboo took the opportunity to pick it up and take it away.

Lin Sishen's face was pale and her eyes were scarlet. She looked at Shen Qingwan who had arrived as promised, and said two words out of her mouth with aggrieved difficulty: "Princess..."

Shen Qingwan's eyes were so tender, but there was a hint of anger hidden deep in her eyes. She raised her hand and gently hugged Lin Sishen, caressing the back of her head carefully. Even if there were thousands of words of pity, it finally turned into A sigh.

Lin Sishen's tense body finally softened, and she fell into Shen Qingwan's arms extremely exhausted. She panted silently in pain, and wanted to tell Shen Qingwan about her torment at the moment, but she vaguely heard Shen Qingwan's voice next to her ear. Whisper softly.

"to beat."

"what?"

Before Lin Sishen had time to raise his head, he felt a pain in the back of his neck in the next second, and fell into darkness in front of Shen Qingwan's arms.

Shen Qingwan put one arm around Lin Sishen's waist and the other hand on the back of her head, gently hugged her in her arms, and said calmly without turning her head: "Miss Mozhu, please close the window tightly."

Mo Zhuwen didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately stepped forward to close the wooden window, but when she approached, she suddenly caught a glimpse of four or five armored guards standing impressively at the corner of the wall not far away. The sword stood upright, staring at his empty eyes, staring at himself without moving.

It doesn't look like it's dead, nor does it look like it's been tapped. It's as unconscious as a piece of wood, and it's really creepy to stare at people.

Mo Zhu turned his head away, hesitated for a moment, and quickly closed the wooden window in front of them.

The guards outside the window were still standing motionless, their eyes were open but they seemed to be unable to see anything, standing upright.

And on their necks, without any accident, each had a transparent as silk ice needle, which was faintly emitting a cold air.

After the ice needle melts, they will regain consciousness, as if nothing happened, just as if they were in a daze inadvertently, and they will never reveal it to their companions.

Therefore, the smug fourth prince would never have imagined that Shen Qingwan would come to see Lin Sishen by appointment as if he was in a land without people under heavy siege and under the eyes of so many guards.