White moonlight dressed as a traitor

Chapter 15 This medicine is too bad to drink
General Yuwen's Mansion

Mu Chun took Cuilu's letter all the way to Nanyuan.

Although it is a majestic General's Mansion with a great reputation, the mansion is not as elegant as other noble mansions, with pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, but a row of low and wide buildings.

Further forward is a small field, surrounded by a lot of weapons, and some stone locks and stone piers.

This is the courtyard of the general's residence.

On the field, the shirtless man held a sharp sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and his every move had the potential to sweep away thousands of troops.

The man's rigid facial features, sharp jaw angles, and slightly raised eyebrows, hidden in the shadows, exuded a terrifying aura.

"Do what?"

The man's cold voice brought Mu Zhen back to his senses immediately, and he bowed and said: "If you go back to the general, it's the maid from the Taifu's mansion who sent the letter."

Yu Wenqian's eyes dimmed slightly, he withdrew his posture, and his movements were smooth and clean.

Mu Chun couldn't help being amazed, the general's swordsmanship became more and more superb.

"Bring it!"

Is it Mu Chun's illusion? He felt that the general's mood was much better than before. He raised his eyes subconsciously, but just bumped into the other's dark eyes. The sneer on the corner of his mouth shocked him, and he immediately lowered his head. There was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

"General." Mu Zhen immediately presented it.

Yu Wenqian was cautious and suspicious, and he didn't like others to observe his preferences. He took the letter from the other party and opened it. Although the words on it were not crooked, they were not from a lady.

I heard others say that the prostitute of Fu Taifu's family is both talented in sex and art. Could it be that she can't do it?
In the end, he argued that it was because of his hand injury.If he remembered correctly, the other party obviously injured his left hand. Could it be that the other party is left-handed?

He remembered that the letter the other party wrote to King Jin was elegant and elegant.

Maybe it's really just fishing for fame!Obviously two people's handwriting.

Yu Wenqian laughed, "What a Fu Shu! I underestimated her."

He made a move to help her, nothing more than to appreciate the kindness of the other party when he was young.He has always had a clear distinction between grievances and resentments, revenge for revenge, and kindness for kindness.It's just that he didn't expect that the other party's actions were beyond his expectations.

Women in this world are all trapped by love and power, and it is rare that there is one who is unexpected.

Unconsciously, the other party's open and clear eyes appeared in his mind, full like autumn water, bright like a bright moon, it seemed that just one glance was hard to extricate oneself from.No wonder King Jin, who was obsessed with the throne, offended Concubine Zhao Gui for her, almost rebelling against her.

Yu Wenqian calmed down, squeezed the letter in his hand, and said in a weak tone, "Get ready to take a bath!"

"Yes."

"Miss, the medicine is ready." Cuiping walked in with a bowl of dark medicine.

The room was instantly filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which almost choked Fu Shu to death.

Fu Shu got up abruptly, quickly covered her nose, squeezed her throat and asked, "Cuiping, are you trying to smoke me to death, Miss? It's too stinky."

Cuiping smiled and bent over, "Look at what the lady said, how dare the servants? The doctor said, this good medicine tastes bad. The servants asked the doctor if there is anything wrong with this prescription, and all the doctors said it was an excellent prescription. Son, nourishing and nourishing, very suitable for the weak. Young lady can rest assured to drink."

Fu Shu curled her lips and snorted softly, "Even if you don't want to poison me, you want to smoke me to death. By the way, I forgot to ask you to show the doctor the scar cream that Xiang Shen gave you."

"Miss forgot, but the slaves did not forget, they are carrying it with them. But the doctors said that there is no difference. Maybe the lady is thinking too much."

Fu Shu thought about it carefully, she was right.How could a treacherous and cunning person like Shen Xiang blatantly put medicine in it?If things come to light, wouldn't it ruin his reputation?
After all, for the majestic Prime Minister of a country to ruin the appearance of a little girl with such a low-level means, it is really ridiculous.

Ke Wenting's actions are a bit unbelievable.

Unless the scar cream itself is fine, but it will leave scars if it is used too much.In other words, ordinary doctors can't even notice the medicine in it, and it's impossible.

Forget it, stop this matter.As long as her appearance is ruined, it is a kind of protection for her no matter what.

"Cuiping." Fu Shu looked at Cuiping softly, and her voice was gentle enough to drip water.

Cuiping couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and said with a stern face in an instant: "Miss, I will never soften my heart again." After finishing speaking, ignoring the resentful eyes of the other party, she handed it to the other party, and said ruthlessly, "Miss, drink the medicine Bar!"

Fu Shu snorted coldly, her tone dissatisfied, "Cuiping, you have lost my love for you. Don't regret it."

"Miss, you have lost your love for your servant many times."

Cuiping gave Fu Shu a blank look, she had never seen such a hard-wearing lady before taking medicine.It's good now, when it's time to drink the medicine, she acts like a baby and sells it well, from being overwhelmed at the beginning to being indifferent now.very good!that's it!
Fu Shu muttered, knowing that the other party had already given up on her, so she could only obediently admit defeat.

but……

The moment Fu Shu let go of her nose, she felt as if she had fallen into a latrine, with the urge to die.

"Cuiping, I can't do it!" Fu Shu's tone was firm, she really thought highly of herself, this Yu Wengan's prescription is not a life-saving medicine, it is simply a reminder!It doesn't matter if you don't drink or smell it, just by smelling it, you feel that you have reached your limit.If she drank it, would she still have the courage to live?
Cuiping frowned, "Miss, the smell of this medicine is a bit stinky, but the curative effect is good, let's treat it as a dead horse and a living horse doctor. If it is really effective, what is the suffering? Miss did not often say in the past, eat Is it hard to be the master of everyone? Miss, you can be the master, but you can't lose your style in front of the slaves."

"It will run on me, Miss. Okay, can't I drink it? But give me some candied fruit?" Facing the evil forces, Fu Shu can only compromise, maybe drinking can really make her live longer.

Cuiping wondered: "Miss, General Yuwen has specifically told you not to eat sweets immediately after taking this medicine, especially pastries and candied fruit. They must not be contaminated, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced."

Fu Shu was taken aback, her face was sullen, "What's more?" The medicine is so bitter, and you can't eat something sweet to change the bitterness in your mouth. Could it be that the other party deliberately punished you?

"It was General Yuwen who told her. Miss, can you just bear with it?" Cuiping said cautiously, fearing that the other party would get angry.

The corner of Fu Shu's mouth twitched, "Hehe. I will bear it!"

For the sake of the world, what is bitter medicine and smelly medicine?
Fu Shu pinched her nose, picked up the bowl, and drank it all in one go.

Cuiping opened her eyes wide, looked at the other party's heroic way of drinking, and exclaimed: "Miss, you are amazing!" To be honest, if it was her who drank such an unpleasant bitter medicine, maybe her mother would put a knife on her. On her neck, she may not necessarily drink.

Sure enough, Miss is Miss!

After finishing drinking, Fu Shu tried her best to swallow it so as not to spit it out.

The bitter taste in the mouth is really endless aftertaste, and the stench at the tip of the nose seems to be lingering and lingering.

Fu Shu simply lay down on the bed, stared blankly at Fang Liang, and said in a muffled voice, "Cuiping, how many times a day do you take this medicine?"

"twice."

"What?" Fu Shu wanted to cry, but she knew it would happen.When will this day end?

Seeing Fu Shu's desperate look, Cuiping couldn't help comforting her, "Don't worry, miss, after a few days of eating, you'll gradually get used to it, and you won't feel anything wrong."

Fu Shu glanced lightly at Cuiping, she was not comforted at all, okay?
(End of this chapter)