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Chapter 263 Why Give This King Antidote

Feng Wuxin disappeared at the end of the street, but Yancangzhou's eyes were staring at Feng Wuxin's back and never left for a long time.

The cold lips moved slightly, but in the end, all the words were swallowed back.

In the dark night, there seemed to be a light sigh, and the sound continued to be helpless and a hint of self-deprecation.

On the other side, Feng Wuxin rode his horse to the main street in Yandu.

Because of the outbreak of the plague, the streets in the daytime were lifeless, and at this time, the night was like a ghost town.

"Well!"

Feng Wuxin grabbed the reins of the horse and dismounted sideways.

"Madam Chitose is really punctual. I like Madam Chitose's punctual attitude very much."

"Don't mess with the useless thing. I have already brought the map of mountains, rivers, and the country. Where is the antidote?"

Feng Wuxin took out the map of mountains, rivers and country in his arms. Under the moonlight, the mountains above the map of mountains, rivers and country seemed to be alive, flowing faintly. Old Zhang looked at the map of mountains, rivers and country and took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms.

"The porcelain bottle is the antidote to the plague. Mrs. Qiansheng can give me the map of mountains, rivers and country."

"Does Mr. Zhang think I, Feng Wuxin, are a three-year-old child?"

Feng Wuxin chose to make a deal with Mr. Zhang because she was worried about Mo Yi's life, but she still said that she didn't believe in the people of Jiutian. As for whether the white porcelain bottle was the antidote to the plague, only ghosts knew!

If the antidote is fake, the old Bichi will leave with the map of mountains, rivers and the country, and then she will be in a state of nothing.

"Why should Mr. Zhang make me believe that the porcelain bottle is filled with the antidote to the plague?"

Feng Wuxin clearly didn't believe Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang was not angry. He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to arrest a person who had suffered from the plague.

The captured plague man lay on the ground and twitched all over. Old Zhang poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle and sent the black pill to the person's mouth. In less than a quarter of an hour, the patient stopped pulling out the whole body and breathing smoothly.

"Mrs. Qiansui is very skilled in medical skills. If I want to cheat, I will naturally not be able to hide it from Mrs. Qiansui's eyes."

As he said that, Mr. Zhang slowly walked up to Feng Wuxin, not afraid that Feng Wuxin would threaten him at all.

"So, have the people of Qiansui Mansion figured out whether to have the antidote or continue to waste time with me? Even if I have this time to waste time with Qiansui Madam, Jiu Qiansui would not have this time to wait."

Mr. Zhang deliberately mentioned Mo Yi, which touched Feng Wuxin's psychological defense.

"Okay, since Mr. Zhang is so happy, I, Feng Wuxin, are also a trustworthy person."

As he said that, Feng Wuxin took the white porcelain bottle from Mr. Zhang and threw the fragments of the map of mountains, rivers and the country to Mr. Zhang.

The two of them handed in pictures and the other handed in medicine, and they both waited for what each other wanted.

Just as Feng Wuxin turned around and was about to leave, Mr. Zhang's voice recalled again.

"I forgot to tell Mrs. Qiansui that there are seven pills in the porcelain bottle, and one of them has been wasted just now. I hope Mrs. Qiansui can make good use of it."

Mr. Zhang's laughter echoed in the night. Feng Wuxin, who was on the horse, did not have any angry expressions. Instead, a sarcastic smile was touched by the corner of his lips.

"Mrs. I forgot to tell Mr. Zhang something that although I am lazy, I can never forget it."

Feng Wuxin has never told outsiders about this skill.

However, the four words "I remembered" after reading can be regarded as Feng Wuxin's threat to Mr. Zhang.

Her ability to remember everything was trained by her master, not everything was remembered by everything. She only remembered such things like drawings.

When my master was free, he liked to go to tombs in various countries. Because he was too lazy to remember, he trained her to impose memory drawings.

It can be said that at the first glance when she saw the map of mountains, rivers and the country, she kept the contents in mind.

If she is happy, she can draw thousands or hundreds of fragments of the mountains, rivers and the country to sell.

Lao Bichi, you are still a little tender.

A sarcastic smile expressed without reservation. Feng Wuxin rode his horse towards the palace. Old Zhang and others who were still there were half-squinting their eyes, and a chill flowed out of their eyes, as if they were making some decisions.

"Old Zhang, should Feng Wuxin be killed? If she really remembers the content of the fragments of the mountains, rivers, and country maps, it will be very unfavorable to us."

A man in black in the red moon suggested that Feng Wuxin be removed, so that the map of mountains, rivers and the country will not be leaked.

Unexpectedly, Old Zhang turned around, his half-closed eyes emitting a cold feeling, looking at the man in black who was talking.

"Feng Wuxin's identity cannot be moved by you and I, let alone her being alive."

"I am guilty of humble position, please punish Mr. Zhang."

When Mr. Zhang mentioned the word "The Lord" and the man in black knelt on the ground with a pounce, the terror in his eyes was particularly strong.

After a while, Mr. Zhang slowly spoke up to save the man in black from committing crimes.

"If you don't have an example, let's go."

"yes!"

After a flash, more than a dozen men in black should have disappeared into the night, leaving only the patient who was still sleeping on the ground.

"drive!"

Feng Wuxin rode back to the palace on a horse, but in front of the palace gate, he met Yancangzhou again.

Yancangzhou seemed to be waiting for Feng Wuxin in front of the main entrance of the palace.

"After all, you handed over the map of mountains, rivers and the country."

"What about that?"

At the horse, Feng Wuxin looked at Yancangzhou. The phoenix eyes met the cold eyes, and made an action that Yancangzhou had never thought of.

Feng Wuxin took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and threw it to Yancangzhou.

Looking at the black pill in his hand, Yan Cangzhou frowned slightly and looked at Feng Wuxin in confusion.

"What's this."

"The antidote to the poison of plague in your body."

Feng Wuxin's words made Yan Cangzhou half-squint his eyes, looking at the woman on the horse in confusion, not understanding why she gave him the antidote.

“Why?”

"Once I take it as a thank you gift, I will treat it as a reminder on the day the third prince on the altar."

Feng Wuxin mentioned the scene of being born in the altar that day. When the Feng family, who was hiding in the dark, shot out crossbow arrows, she heard what Yancangzhou said.

However, the real purpose of giving the antidote to Yancangzhou was not because of this, but because of the poison in her body, and her willingness to find out why Yancangzhou was in her body when she got married that day, and why the ice and toxicity were placed in her body.

"Secondly, if the third prince dies, the ice flame poison in my body will be unsolvable." In fact, Old Qi had already made the antidotes of Yiriju and Bing Yan Tin, but she dared not take them easily. If she wanted to completely detoxify, she needed to let go of all the antidotes. If one unilaterally detoxifies one poison, it would destroy the effect of checks and balances between toxins in the body. In the words of Old Qi, she had a 99% chance of dying suddenly in an instant.
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