Chapter 287: invite

Chapter 287 Invitation
Murong Xue stood by the ditch and looked at the figure that the two of them gradually walked away. The bottom of the sill flashed a touch of meaning.
The reservoir collapsed, the people were poisoned, and Gong Qianyu detoxified and rescued people. It spread throughout the streets of Beijing in a very short period of time.
The people admire the imperial Prince Edward, and the streets and lanes are praised. The prestige of Gong Qianyu in the folk is like a long wing, and the line rises...
Breeze, Murong Xue was sitting in the pavilion of the other house, pinching a silver needle with a flash of gold on the needle, gently plunging into the acupuncture point on the middle-aged man's leg, gently twirling, a warm current from the silver needle It poured out and sneaked into the man's acupuncture point, quickly removing the poison from the legs.
Murong Xue had a faint gaze. When she first used silver needles, she discovered that this set of silver needles had a magical detoxification effect, and used it to detoxify, with half the effort.
The man lay on the recliner, stretched his long legs, and the head rested on the back of the chair. He praised Gong Qianyu loudly: "I don't think of the prince of the prince who is proud of this temper. The ability is so extraordinary. It is a material for the prince. It doesn't matter, he only needs a brief order to let the officials go to the execution. With his current ability and decision, he can be a Mingjun..."
"However, the people in southern Xinjiang are really right now, and they are good at using poison. If they don't move, they will poison, poison, poison, and the people who don't know how to poison will suffer."
Murong Xue blinked: "Is the uncle not a Nanjiang person?"
"No!" The middle-aged man shook his head: "I heard that the people of Nanjiang were good at detoxification before they ran to southern Xinjiang. They were prepared to ask the seniors to solve the poison on their legs."
"Where is the uncle's poison?" Murong Xue asked casually and continued to shake the silver needle.
"Boundary." The middle-aged man said faintly.
"But in the southern border of the Qingyan?" Murong Xue took his words slowly.
"Why do you say that?" The middle-aged man looked at her inexplicably.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "In the poison of the uncle, there is a poisonous grass called Huo Cui. This poisonous grass only grows at the foot of the foggy mountain in the blue flame..."
The middle-aged man flashed a trace of shock at the bottom, and disappeared without a trace. He looked at Murong Xuedao for a moment without saying: "You are not mistaken?"
"Absolutely wrong, I know the poison, the best thing is to identify poison, poisonous grass, even if there are countless poisons, poisonous grass mixed together, into a soup, I can also identify from the taste of the soup, and the smell it emits. What materials are used in it!
Murong Xue said leisurely.
Looking at the more and more ugly face of the middle-aged man, she squinted and frowned. He didn't seem to like to listen to poison. She didn't say much.
"The main ingredient of the poison in the uncle's house is the various poisonous grasses grown in southern Xinjiang. The fire is only an aid. The poisonous poison contains the poisonous grasses of southern Xinjiang and Qingyan. I guess that the uncle is in the south of the Qing Dynasty. The poison in the border, if you guess wrong, uncle, don’t be surprised..."
"Nature will not." The middle-aged man smiled slightly and looked up at the blue sky: "I have come to southern Xinjiang for more than half a year, and I have visited countless detoxification doctors, but no one can solve the poison on my legs. It’s my luck to meet you like a detoxification sage..."
"Uncle praised, my detoxification is only a little bit more succinct, only when the detoxification of the saints!" Murong Xue said leisurely, his eyes flashed: "Uncle in South Xinjiang for so long, can you hear anything interesting thing?"
"Interesting things..." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "The people in Beijing have talked about the most after dinner. Except for the emperor, it is the royal palace of Qiang. He is gentle and elegant, and he has a lot of ideas and means. In the hearts of the people, there are Good reputation and prestige."
"However, no one thought that Aoman's too uterus and thousands of feathers would attract the Yangtze River water, and solved the most difficult drought in southern Xinjiang. What is the blockbuster thing? In contrast, the things that Gong Qianze used to do are completely small. It’s not worth mentioning...
After a round, I began to praise Gong Qianyu. However, the things that Gong Qianyu did were really strange, dazzling and worthy of praise.
Murong Xue sighed softly, gently unplugged a silver needle on the middle-aged man's leg, and blocked the muscles and veins for a long time. A stream of heat flowed in the veins, flying quickly, the whole leg said No warmth, comfort...
The middle-aged man flashed a ecstasy at the bottom, excitedly watching Murong Xuedao: "Girl, my legs... well..."
Murong Xue smiled softly: "The poison has been cleared. However, the uncle has not walked with his legs for a long time. The muscles in his legs are atrophied and he needs more exercise to walk normally."
"Thank you." The middle-aged man screamed at the bottom of his gaze: he had never reported any hope of returning to normal, and he did not expect to stand up again...
"Uncle is not polite, I received the uncle's silver needle, it is appropriate to detoxify the uncle." Murong Xue smiled and shook the silver needle on his hand...
The middle-aged man smiled: "Thank you too, thank you..."
"Murong girl, this is a small insider sent!" The hurricane strode over and put a hot stamp on both hands.
Small insider? Not on the in the palace? They sent it in person...
Murong Xue glanced at it, took the post, quickly opened it, and carefully browsed the above content. The cold eyes flashed a little dignified, and the bright little face sank slightly...
When a middle-aged man sees Murong Xue every time, her look is always faint. It is like she has not put anything on her heart. She is so dignified. He was the first time he saw it. He could not help but ask: "The above has been written. What?"
"This is the invitation of the palace, invite me to enter the palace for dinner tomorrow!" Murong Xue said lowly, the dark eyes narrowed slightly.

Into the palace banquet?
The middle-aged man glanced at him:
Do you know the people in the palace?
The palace is not for anyone who wants to enter, but can receive the palace, but it’s not the average person...
"Knowing such one or two..." Murong Xue is carelessly perfunctory. The most familiar of the Southern Xinjiang royal family is Gong Qianyu. The emperor and Gong Qianze have also seen her. The friendship is not deep. How did the Southern Xinjiang royal family suddenly think of giving her? Please post it...
"Do you want to enter the palace?" The middle-aged man indulged for a moment, faintly looking at Murong Xue, and there was a hidden flash in the sharp eyelids.
Murong Xue’s eyes sank, and looked up at the glittering bronzing in his hand. The corner of his mouth was curved with a beautiful curvature:
If you are sitting in another courtyard, it’s okay, just go to the South Palace.

Qingyan Palace has been to her many times. She has never seen her in the Southern Palace. She went to the feast to see the banquet of the Southern Palace and what is different from the Blue Flame Palace...
(End of this chapter)