The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

The younger disciple picked up the small porcelain bottle and pulled out the cork. He could smell it and said: "I still say that there is no jade pulp, isn't that?"

Qiao Wei looked at the contents of the box in surprise. For a time, I didn’t know what to say. The origin of the two fruits was not guessed. It was the one that I gave to the grandson and the glass. Whoever he Did not eat, kept well, and sent her back.

Not only returned two fruits, but also a bottle of night Luo's jade pulp, Yulu Qiong pulp is not a girders, night Luo market has not been sold, a big beam people want to get, its hardship can be imagined Know.

This guy... is it a crush on her?

If you don't, you won't be able to send such a baby's gift without hesitation.

It’s just a pity that I’m already a master of the name, and I’m destined to disappoint him.

Qiao Wei packed up her thoughts, took out the medicines and wooden bowls from the baggage brought by the guards, cut off the flesh of the two fruits, knead them into mud, poured three drops of Yulu's pulp, and fed Ji Mingxiu.

The two fruits and the white blood can suppress the palm poison, while the Yulu Qiong pulp can repair the damage of the meridians and vitality. After half an hour, when Qiao Wei gives Ji Mingxiu the pulse, he discovers that his pulse has gone from the madness. Gradually calmed down.

Xu is too thrilling tonight, and few people are not sleepy.

The big disciple whispered something with the national teacher.

Seventeen quietly sat on the simple couch, looking at the sleeping Wang Shu and the unconscious Ji Jixiu, a look of ignorance.

The national teacher patiently answered the words of the big disciple. From time to time, he took his eyes to the body of the seventeenth. He seemed to want to say something, but it was because the occasion was not right, and the birthplace was suppressed.

On the other side, the urban master took the men to clean up the scene.

The night Luo people rushed away, the carriage and materials all left, but there is not much value for money, the most valuable are all looking into Shu's little belly, but there are some winding, clothes, jewelry, weapons and medicines.

The master of the city does not understand medicine, but the things that can be carried by the people of the night palace are not bad. He took a few small bottles to the carriage of Qiao Wei. This carriage was originally the queen, the most spacious. Comfortable, but even him, a total of seven people, not at all crowded.

He handed the bottle to Qiao Wei: "I just found out that you have no effect on the injury to the prime minister."

Qiao Wei took the bottle. All the bottles contained a brown pill. It smelled weird. Unlike something good, she took out a silver needle and stabbed a pill on one of the pills. The silver needle turned black.

The master of the city was simply paralyzed. He took a slap in the face and vomited blood. He gave a medicine to the prime minister, but it was poison again... Now he said that he did not care about the prime minister, he did not believe it...

Does he want to be so unlucky...do you want to...

Qiao Wei’s eye knife poked a few times on his head.

He daringly said: "I, I, I... I didn't mean it! This thing was found in the baggage of the sky!"

Seventeen curiously looked over and looked at the pill in Qiao Wei's palm, stunned and swallowed.

Qiao Wei glanced at him and said: "This is a poison, can't eat."

Seventeen disappointed.

The national teacher looked at the seventeen, and looked at the pills in the hands of Qiao Wei, thinking of something, reaching out to Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei would like to give him the pill.

He crushed the pill and wiped a small amount of powder. He smelled it first, then tasted it. Then he nodded and said something to the disciple.

The big disciple was shocked: "It is the poisonous Dan of the dead, how can they bring this kind of thing? Isn't this thing forbidden?"

"What is banned?" Qiao Wei did not know why he looked at the big disciple.

The younger disciple said the origin of this poisonous Dan. It’s a well-known thing to train the dead in the night. However, only the National Teacher’s Hall has permission from the royal family. The process of training the dead is hard and slow, often ten. In the eight years of the year, it is not always possible to train a few powerful ones. After some people have made quick successes, they have invented a poisonous Dan that can help the dead to improve their skills.

The efficacy of poisonous Dan varies from person to person. Generally speaking, after taking poisonous Dan, the skill can improve at least one realm, but this poisonous Dan is expensive and has too many side effects, which not only makes the death of the dead, but also shortens it greatly. The life of the slain, if only to get a few powerful slain, probably no one is going to do this kind of thing that is not worth the loss.

There can be one exception, that is, to cultivate the ghost king.

Guoshidian also selected a qualified slain, trying to use poison dharma to break through to the ghost king, but unfortunately failed.

"But..." Here, the big disciple paused and carefully looked at the seventeen eyes and said, "My master said that you are a good sergeant. If you give it to him, he may be able to take him. ......"

"Don't think about it!" Qiao Wei interrupted his words coldly, looking at the national teacher. "Nobody wants to play the 17th idea, I will not let him become a ghost king!"

The kind of thing that is not a ghost is really cruel.

Qiao Wei is not at ease, afraid that this stinking country teacher secretly flicks seventeen, and pulls the hand of seventeen, pointing to the medicine in the bottle: "You must not touch the things here, if you touch it, it will become An ugly, I hope you will never ignore you again!"

Seventeen originals still had some coveted look. After listening to this sentence, they immediately became vigilant, and looked at the poisonous Dan with disgust, and escaped far away.

The national teacher got up and walked down the carriage. Everyone went far away and still groaned.

Qiao Wei lazy and disciple, the big disciple is about to leave, she was stopped by her: "What did your master say?"

The big disciple said: "My master said it was a pity."

Qiao Wei indulged for a moment and sneered a smile: "Also, a thing that does not take life, I still expect him to have any righteousness?"

The big disciple sank his face: "You are not allowed to say this to my Master. My Master is also for you. If you have a powerful slain, you don't have to fear the other side's ghost king."

"Who is afraid of that thing?" Qiao Wei asked coldly.

The younger disciple took a nap and wanted to persuade Qiao Wei again, but he was caught by the seventeenth collar and was thrown out unceremoniously.

After that, how did they distribute the carriage and carry some luggage? Qiao Wei did not care.

Seventeen squatting and looking down, Shu is lying down, and the other side of Wang Shu is Ji Mingxiu.

He looked at the two people in abba, and they didn't wake up when they saw them. There was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

Qiao Wei’s hand touched his forehead and sighed softly: “Sleep.”

Seventeen closed his eyes.

Qiao Wei was stunned and sleepless. The brain was full of Jingyun’s mother-in-law. He had a big eye and extended his small hand...

Just a little... almost she hugged him...

......

The night is as cool as water, at the foot of the mountains, in a desolate small farmhouse, Fu Xueyan saw the queen.

The queen was sitting alone in the simple hall. At any time, the woman was meticulously cleaned up. She didn't even have some sandals on her upper, as clean as a palace.

In contrast, Fu Xueyan was more embarrassed, the clothes were scratched by the branches, the hair was scattered, and the soles were full of mud.

She lowered her eyebrows and slowly entered the house.

The queen did not speak, but looked at her with a gaze.

Fu Xueyan walked up to her in front of her, rubbing her hands, palms inward, draped the placket, and performed a ceremony: "The Lord."

Snapped!

Responding to her is a slap in the face.

Fu Xueyan was beaten to the ground, his mouth was broken, and a bloodshot came out.

"Do you still have the courage to come back?" The Queen said sarcastically.

Fu Xueyan raised his hand and wiped the blood of his mouth. He supported the ground and slowly straightened his body: "The subordinate is incompetent. He was taken away by Joe, please punish the Lord."

"Is Joe's stealing, or did you give it to someone else?" The queen asked like a mockery.

Fu Xueyan bowed his head and said: "I don't dare to belong."

The queen smiled coldly: "Is there something that your ancient family would not dare to do under this day? The **** moon bow is also thrown in your hand. The child is also running in your hand. How do you explain this time? Also like gold Is the carving's rhetoric just to defraud the family's trust?"

The golden eagle was twice enemies with the sky, once robbed Jingyun from the falcon and the guards, and once robbed the secret under the queen's eyelids.

If it is to deceive the trust of the Ji family, the family of Ji will come to the end, and no one knows who the golden eagle is.

The queen grabbed Fu Xueyan's chin and forced her to look up: "You have a hard wing and want to fly?"

Fu Xueyan felt a cold internal force, and was following her chin and slowly invading her body. Her ciliary feathers trembled gently: "I don't dare, my subordinates are the Lord, a lifetime. All!"

The queen smiled charmingly, and the other cold hand touched her belly: "Hey you scared, I won't eat you again. You are not pregnant with the children of Ji family? The one you let go, Take it to you."

Fu Xueyan’s body shook.

"Good life to raise a baby." The Queen said softly in her ear, patted her shoulder, turned and left.

Fu Xueyan sat on the ground and was soaked in cold sweat. She wiped the sweat from her neck and stood up with her chair. She planned to go back to her house.

Just taking a step, there is a thin figure at the door.

She was a move: "Jing Yun..."

"Is my mother really going to find my sister?" he asked fixedly.

Fu Xueyan did not know how to answer.

Jingyun’s light is dark: “I know.”

After that, turned and went back to the house.

Fu Xueyan keeps up.

He climbed into the bed silently, facing away from the door, and the small body curled up into a ball, and an unspeakable sorrow filled the room.

The little white yo yo jumped into bed, silently kneeling beside him, his little head licked him.

He wiped his eyes.

Hold the white, and drop a tear.

......

Qiao Wei was awakened in a panic, she dreamed of Jingyun, but she had not had time to talk to Jing Yun, she was awakened.

She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and looked at the simple couch next to her. Seventeen had already gone out. The father and the daughter were still asleep, but the pulse was smoother than yesterday. It was a kind of disguised improvement.

I simply smashed two dry foods. Qiao Wei and the national teacher discussed how to get on the road. To go to the night, they must pass through the Huns. They have customs clearance documents on their hands. They don’t worry about encountering the checkpoints. Shangjingyun is the most important.

Qiao Wei paved the way for the Huns.

The big disciple pointed to the corner of the map: "My master said, take the Ubbe Mountain."

In the western part of the Xiongnu, Wubei Mountain is the only way to go to the night. No matter which way they go, they will definitely go to the Ube Mountain. They will chase them with difficulty. It is better to arrive at the Ube Mountain early and wait for the rabbit. .

Although Qiao Wei can't wait to see her son immediately, she has to admit that the path of the national division is correct. When the night Luo people's brigade, they can still find the other's whereabouts, but now they give up their cars and horses and hide in the city. All of them are light masters. It is not difficult to avoid them. It is better to stay in the Ube Mountain.

"The Ubbe Mountains are not far away. We will arrive with them for a few days," said the disciple.

Qiao Wei nodded: "If you don't want to be late, start now!"

......

Here, Qiao Wei and his group left for Wubei Mountain. On the other side, the Queen and others were ready to go.

There are no extra guards, no jealousy, and Lian Qiaoling and Xiuqin are all reunited in the Ube Mountain.

The queen put on the cloak, put on a hat, veil and silver gloves, and took the carriage.

Shun Fu, Fu Xueyan also got on the carriage.

The sky goes to Jingyun.

He opened the lock on the door and went to push the door, but found that he couldn’t move. Did the kid lock up from inside?

He groaned impatiently: "Come out, you have to get on the road."

There is no movement inside the house.

"Come out, hear no?"

Still a dead silence.

The brows of the sky were wrinkled, one foot opened the door, and went to the bed, fiercely uncovering the quilt, but only saw a bare pillow.