The next day.

Feng Wuxin came to the study room to get medicine at three o'clock as usual. When he opened the door, he did not see Mo Yi.

"Where is the nine thousand-year-old man?"

There are three small boxes on the table, and each box contains an antidote.

Feng Wuxin opened the box and took the antidote for the day, turned around and looked at the guard guard guarding outside the study and asked Mo Yi where he went.

Usually, this eunuch will deal with important matters in the kitchen, but today it will be strange.

"Reply to the wife's words, Jiu Qiansheng accompanied the emperor to Wuxia Villa. When he left, he ordered the wife to pass the message to him. In three days, the wife must eat and drink well."

"oh!"

It turned out that I went on vacation with the emperor who wanted to ascend to become an immortal.

etc!

As if he had thought of something, Feng Wuxin turned his head and counted the antidote on the table.

One, two... plus the third antidote she took just now, it happened to be the dosage of Mo Yi left for the past three days.

Oh shit!

Clenched his fists tightly, anger suddenly emerged from his phoenix eyes.

She was cheated by Mo Yi again, so she shouldn't believe that the dead eunuch could keep her promise.

Mo Yi, do you think this will stump Feng Wuxin? Let’s dream!

It was surprisingly cold in December, and heavy snow fell.

In the white snow, a beautiful figure was seen walking slowly in the snowy ocean with an umbrella. Every step he took was the creaking sound of pine snow under his feet.

It has been a while since I traveled to this world, and I have learned a lot about the people and things about Yan State.

Feng Wuxin understood that he was a piece that could be discarded at any time in this game. Whether for the Feng family or the Jiuqiansui Mansion, he was puzzled that he was the scumbag Yan Yunheng.

As long as my pawn has no value in use, the ending waiting for her will undoubtedly be death.

However, everyone seemed to have forgotten something. She was no longer Feng Wuxin who was at mercy before. Now the soul in this body is a demon of the 21st century.

You know, the demon can do anything to survive.

The capital of Yan State, Jishi Hall.

The last time I came to Jishitang was a few days ago, and I appeared in Jishitang again. First, to return the umbrella, and second, there was not much Yasuo-san who had stocked in Yakumo and needed to repurchase some.

After all, the dead eunuch only left three days of dosage, and she had to seize every time to arrange the antidote.

"Madam, you are here."

When Xiao Yaotong saw Feng Wuxin, he hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him, took the umbrella from Feng Wuxin, guided her to sit down, and then served refreshments.

"I'm sorry, follow the last prescription and take a few more medicines."

"Madam, wait a moment, and then go and dispense medicine."

The little medicine boy left respectfully, and Feng Wuxin sat in the reception area, eating pastries and drinking tea.

Soon, Xiao Yaotong came back, but she did not bring the herbs that Feng Wuxin needed.

"Mrs. Our shopkeeper wants to invite you to the back hall to talk about the day. Please come here."

What happened on that day?

Feng Wuxin might have guessed what Xiao Yaotong said about the day's events.

Under the guidance of the little medicine boy, Feng Wuxin followed him to the back hall of Jishitang. When the shopkeeper saw Feng Wuxin, he stood up to greet him.

"I have met Mrs. Thousand Years Old."

It is obvious that the shopkeeper of the pharmacy knew that Feng Wuxin was the nine thousand-year-old wife today.

"I am just the wife of an official, and the old man doesn't have to be such a big gift."

Looking at the old man who bowed to her, Feng Wuxin signaled the old man to get up, she was afraid that she would lose her life.

"I wonder what the old man is asking me for?"

"If Mrs. Qiansui doesn't dislike it, can we sit down and eat and chat?"

In a clean and tidy house, the boiling hot pot kept surging with thick soup, and the rich meat fragrance filled the air. The spicy and fresh fragrance drove away the cold winter.

With a sound, the wine glass in Feng Wuxin's hand collided with the wine glass in Old Qi's hand. The two of them raised their heads and drank the glass of wine in one go.

"Come and eat, the meat is cooked, and you will get old when you get too excited."

"Old Qi put some fat beef on your hand, and also wanted lettuce and some shrimp slips."

Feng Wuxin was not polite, and took the chopsticks and ate the beef that had just been taken out of the hot pot.

Looking at the five thousand years of history and civilization in China, she thinks there is one sentence that is the most useful.

There is no problem that one hot pot and barbecue cannot solve. If there is one, then two meals.

Feng Wuxin and Mr. Qi didn't know each other at all, except for the last time they worked together in Jishitang.

But because the two have the same hobbies on eating, the so-called heroes have similar opinions, and the old and the young quickly make friends.

"Since Mrs. Qiansui looks down on me, I will call you Wuxin girl in the future."

Drinking a glass of wine sizzling, Mr. Qi reached out to wipe the oil stains on his mouth and continued.

"Can you tell me, who was the master of your master when you took a caesarean section that day? Also, if you have all your strength to save you that day, you should be able to protect your mother and son from being safe."

Mr. Qi was guessing everything that day. If Feng Wuxin was willing to save her, the woman and the child would have been safe and sound. The family of three would spend the rest of their lives in harmony.

"Old Qi is smart, it seems that nothing can be hidden from Mr Qi's eyes."

Feng Wuxin dropped his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and drank the wine. When the spicy wine entered his throat, a sweetness after reminiscing filled his mouth.

This feeling is cool!

"As Mr. Qi guessed, my medical skills can indeed protect the mother and son from safety, but Mr. Qi should also know that a woman has lost too much blood and has severe energy damage. What will happen in the future if I really treat her?"

Feng Wuxin asked Mr. Qi, if she had really nanny and had a good time, what would happen next?

"Girl, you mean..."

Mr. Qi understood Feng Wuxin's idea. Thinking about it this way, perhaps Feng Wuxin's approach was reasonable.

"Yes, even if I saved her, the complications and the woman's physical condition were weak, she would not live for two years. Moreover, the pain that the woman had to endure in these two years was beyond your imagination. It would be better to let the woman pass away with peace of mind."

She was not a saint and had no obligation to save others. At that time, she was just seeing the woman feel pitiful and pity.

"Hey, it's just that poor child has no mother when he is born. By the way, girl, you haven't told me where you teach."

Mr. Qi asked the truth and wanted to know where Feng Wuxin's skilled medical scholar came from. Looking at the entire Yan State, it seems that no one can do this, which is so curious.

"The master didn't let me tell you, but I quietly told Mr. Qi alone."

Feng Wuxin leaned forward with a mysterious look on his face and said in a low voice, "I am a disciple of Donghua Holy Lord."

As for the naughty, Feng Wuxin believes that no one dares to recognize the first place, but he is just a joke with Mr. Qi.

Little did he know that when Mr. Qi heard Feng Wuxin's words, he looked shocked, with wide eyes wide open mouth, and it took him a long time to say something.

"Dongdong Donghua Shengjun... Your master is actually a master of Tianyun Mountain, Donghua Shengjun."

What?
Chapter completed!