concubine poison

Chapter 45

Chapter 43: Luckily Saved

"What is Liu Yuewan most concerned about?" Huang Qin looked at Nanny Han who was thinking hard and said softly. If there is no magic weapon to win, just create one. Everyone has weaknesses, and Liu Yuewan's weaknesses are actually very obvious.

"Liu Yuewan cares about her daughter Nalanyan the most, yes! This servant thinks that Nalanyan can be used by Madam, but it happens that Nalanyan is missing, so we can use this to blackmail Liu Yuewan to obey." Nanny Han was full of wrinkles. There was a smile on his face, and he felt a sense of pride when he watched the children he trained mature day by day. "Your servant thinks that Madam already has something in mind, doesn't she?"

"Mammy knows me best, let's go, we still have a lot of things to do, we can't waste time here." After speaking, Huangqin led Nanny Han to walk in one direction.

When Scutellaria Qin and Nanny Han were plotting against Liu Yuewan, Nalanyan was looking for the way back in the mountains and forests, perhaps because of the exhaustion of fate, Nalanyan couldn't find a way out after walking all day, and often returned to the place he walked, Standing alone in the vast dead tree, her petite body stepped on the snow with difficulty, walking in one direction slantingly.

Looking up at the strips of cloth tied to the branches not long ago, Nalan Yan had a headache. She is not a child, and there is no other way but to cry in this situation. This dry forest is like a maze, and people who are trapped can't get out.

His physical strength was almost exhausted. Nalanyan was rubbing his lower abdomen. He hadn’t had enough rice for a day, and he was already starving. Where can I find wild fruits to satisfy my hunger?

Sitting on the boulder to rest, Nalanyan thought about how to find the exit next. The sky was getting dark, and the beasts should come out to look for food, which would be very dangerous. She didn't have flint on her body, so she could only use the oldest method, which was to drill wood to make fire. Huo required the wooden driller to be fast, and Nalan Yan could do it intelligently, but her body restricted her.

After working hard for a long time, Nalan Yan didn't even get a spark out, his palm was covered with blisters, and the small wood thorns scratched the blisters, causing burning pain. Even so, Nalan Yan didn't stop, maybe he could do it. OK, but it’s not certain if you don’t do it!
The sky was dark, and Ying went out to look for prey. When he was looking for a wild rabbit hole in the dry forest, he heard the creaking of branches. The pink dress flashed in the woods, it was the material used by the master, and the color seemed to be Miss Nalan's, but Miss Nalan was away for a whole day, and it is logical that she should return to the wing of Yunze Temple. Puzzled, Ying approached quietly.

Throwing the dead wood aside, Nalanyan curled up and covered his stomach, his headache was about to split, fatigue and hunger continued to attack, his breathing gradually accelerated, he stretched out his hand to press the pulse door, Nalanyan smiled wryly in his heart, he was really afraid of something, he didn't take care of himself when he was young , The body was exhausted, and today he walked for another day, and now he developed a high fever, it seemed impossible to leave, the body temperature gradually increased, and Nalanyan began to feel drowsy.

After Ying approached, he found Nalanyan lying motionless on the boulder alone. He put down the weapon in his hand and approached hurriedly. He reached out to hug Nalanyan and covered Nalanyan's forehead with his palm. , knowing that her cotton coat was soaked through, and even her chest was so frozen that she could feel the icicles. It is rare for such a small child to survive in such a situation, and the master's poison depends on Miss Nalan. Without hesitation, he took out the medicine powder from his bosom, put it in Nalanyan's mouth, and disappeared into the night with Nalanyan in his arms.

"Master." When Ying returned to the waterfall wooden house in a hurry, Rong Chen was sitting in front of the window reading a book. A certain distance away, Rong Chen noticed that Ying's pace was hurried, and when he put down the book, he frowned slightly. Acting calmly, who knows that he still has no memory, it seems that he should throw him to re-learn when he goes back.

Maybe he should take Zheng out of the task. Now those so-called brothers are fighting more and more fiercely, and sometimes he is also implicated in the situation. This is something he doesn't want to and can't get into now. With Zheng by his side, he can at least contain some Second, I don't know how other people's tasks are going, whether they have made any progress.

"Why are you panicking?" Standing up, Rong Chen pushed open the door, the first thing he noticed was not Win, but the short-breathing little man in Ying's arms. The little man's cheeks were flushed, but his lips were pale and bloodless. Taking Nalanyan over, feeling the high temperature in his arms, he frowned and asked. "Why is that so?" Nalan Yi didn't have any symptoms before he left, but he had a high fever in just one day, it looks like he's had a fever for a while.

"This subordinate doesn't know either, but this subordinate found Ms. Nalan in the snow. At that time, Ms. Nalan was lying unconscious on the ground. Master, it's freezing cold, and it's normal to have a fever. Let Nalan go quickly. Ms. Lan, please wake up." Ms. Nalan behaves so maturely that she is not as innocent as a child, and it is easy for people to ignore her real age. Perhaps only when she is asleep can she feel that she is still a child and needs someone to take care of her.

The master has been poisoned for a long time, and he is familiar with the mountain behind Yunze Temple, and he can find the direction even with his eyes closed. Because of this, Ying ignored that Nalan Yan did not come here for the second time, and the trees on the mountain have no characteristics. don't get lost.

"Prepare some antipyretics, clothes, and easy-to-digest food." After a long illness, Rong Chen has read countless medical books. Although he is not a famous doctor, he can treat common diseases. Nalanyan's temperature is too high, so he can't delay any longer , holding Nalan Yan in one hand, Rong Chen took off Nalan Yan's drenched dress with the other hand, while urging his internal energy to drain the heat in Nalan Yan's body.

"Yes." When Ying walked out of the wooden house, he felt that he forgot something. Miss Nalan was young and weaker than ordinary children. It was difficult to control the size of dresses, but she couldn't let people come to tailor them. There were only a few incidents of her master being poisoned. The confidant knows that no matter how many people there are, it will not be safe. After much deliberation, Win decided to go to the clothing store in person and choose two more sets for convenience.

Although Nalanyan fainted, she was conscious and felt that she was being hugged by someone. Later, she realized that Rong Chen's uneasiness gradually faded away. No matter from what point of view, Rong Chen could not possibly be harmful to her. The deal between the two was The best protection, the stiff body gradually softens, no longer resisting.

The internal force circulated in Nalanyan's body for 36 weeks, dispelling the cold air in Nalanyan's body, sweat slipped down between Nalanyan's forehead, and the pale face gradually turned pink, like a beautiful peach blossom in spring, Rong Chen retracted his arm and pressed Nalanyan's wrist Feeling the weak pulse under his palm and frowning, Nalanyan's indifferent and steady appearance appeared in his mind, with few words but his own spirit, which was completely different from the weakness and helplessness at the moment.

(End of this chapter)