Chapter 853: Dust settled
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The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady
- 花间雪
- 897 characters
- 2021-02-03 09:52:44
Chapter 853 Dust Settles
"The poppy poison in the sputum is attacked. Let the bracelet and the anklet lock him. It can help him resist the poison." Murong Xue said a word, lest Shen Yan could not understand, she continued to explain: "Papaver poison has no solution. People who have opium poison can only use this method to get rid of poisonous hair..."
Shen Yan nodded in understanding. Poppy is a very special poison. It is different. He also vaguely heard about some: "Do fathers still be as poisonous as they are now?"
"Yes." Murong Xue nodded gently: Shen Yue used too much poppy to breathe, has caused poisonous hair, and was infected with drugs, even if he no longer touches the poppy, it will also be poisonous from time to time...
Shen Yan frowned slightly: "What should I do?" Just looking at his father's poison for a lifetime?
Murong Xue smiled and said: "Reassuringly, although there is no antidote to poppy poison, it can be completely removed. As long as it is from now on, you will no longer inhale poppy poison, and you can sustain every poison, at least half a year, up to one year. Almost, you can quit the drug addiction..." The poppy in the cedar figure is mixed with ink, and the effect is reduced by half. In addition, Shen Yue likes to open the window when he is in the study, he inhales the poppy. The breath is not too much, it is quite easy to quit the drug addiction...
"That's good." Shen Yan's high-hanging heart was slightly lowered: he could quit poppy poison and prevent it from maiming his father for a lifetime...
"The young generals, the people who have died in the paintings and paintings have all been killed." A deputy came forward and said with a loud voice: "How to deal with them?"
Shen Yan pondered for a moment, the low road: "First shut in the prison!"
"Yes!" The deputy will lead the way.
The soldiers of the barracks came forward and carried out the dead body in the secret room. Murong Xue casually glanced at the dead body of Fu Yuan, and joked: "Cousin, Fu Yuan is dead, you and you want to Reported to the emperor, let the emperor send a new supervised army to come over." Liang Cheng border, can not be long-term without the army.
Shen Yan also looked at Fu Yuan’s body and said, "There is no reason to say that, then I will write a discount when I return home."
Fu Yuan breeds ambitions, and they count them first. They kill Fu Yuan only for self-protection. Fu Yuan’s ambitious people have evidence that they have them. When they send the evidence, they will send evidence. The Emperor will never blame them.
"Cough and cough..." The weak cough sounded, and Shen Yue was awake. His blood was stained, his face was pale, his lips were pale and pale, and his throat was full of shackles and weakness.
"Yi, Cher." Shen Yue whispered softly, his voice was weak.
"Hey." Shen Yan stepped forward, but did not know whether it should untie the shackles of Shen Yue, and asked to look at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue nodded gently: Shen Yue has already smashed the drug addiction, and can cut off his bracelet and the anklet.
"Kaka!" Shen Yan waved his sword and tied the bracelet and anklet of Shen Yue.
Gained freedom, Shen Yue’s long sigh of relief, the body is empty, no effort, Shen Yue’s body squats, leaning on Shen Yan’s body, the thick powerlessness and exhaustion, and the martial arts’ good Shen Yan’s feeling Qing Erchu, anxiously said: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Yue smiled and shook his head: "Nothing, probably because the physical exertion is excessive."
"Then I will help you to go back to the government to rest." Shen Yan said softly.
"Good." Shen Yue nodded, and slowly walked out under the help of Shen Yan, looking at Murong Xue standing in the secret room, thoughtfully staring at the high platform where Fu Yuan died. He smiled and said: "Snow, go."
"Good." Murong Xue promised, turned around and walked slowly, but she was thinking, when she looked at the high platform carefully, she always felt that the high platform was not quite right, but she couldn’t say where it was wrong. Come, is it because Fu Yuan died there, she subconsciously saw that there was something wrong...
Murong Xue, who gradually walked away, didn't see it. After everyone left the secret room, the wall on the high platform opened a small door. A man in a black cloak walked out of the small door. His tall figure was covered. In the darkness, I watched the direction of Murong Xue’s departure without blinking.
After a long while, he regained his gaze, his point of thumb was light, and his long figure was like a stunned figure. He flew out of the secret room and flew to the roof of the painting and painting. He flew forward and did not want to. He flew a few meters and then stunned. Down, I saw a young man wearing a snow-colored robes standing on the roof in front of him. He was holding a jug and holding a glass of wine. He was slow to drink himself, and the pale golden sun shone on him. On the body, smudged a circle of warm halo, reflecting his beautiful face, let people see the wrong eyes again...
(End of this chapter)