Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

The next morning, Mu Yunyao woke up. Her mother was frightened last night and was still asleep. She got out of bed softly and did not want to wake her up.

Li's cheeks were red, she frowned and whispered. She had a fever.

Mu Yunyao coldly retracted his gaze, went to the wooden room with his back basket on his back, and walked out the gate to the back mountain. Since she was going to do the act, she naturally did the whole thing. She hated Li Shi, but she wouldn't have ruined her reputation because of her.

In her last life, she didn't get anything. In her life, she wanted the best of everything, so did her reputation!

Shimoyan Village is on the edge of Yancheng, at the foot of Yanshan. The mountains are densely wooded with wild herbs. If anyone in the village gets sick on a weekday, they go up to the mountains and look for some herbs to boil water and drink, and most of them will recover slowly.

Winters are windy, scratched on people's faces like fine needles, tight and numb pain. But Yunyao walked not slowly, with a smile on his lips.

Grass shriveled in the mountains, it was harder to distinguish herbs. She had good eyesight and quickly found hemostatic artichokes and anaesthetic wind eggplant vines. After digging, she continued to go backwards to the mountains.

There is a living water in the back mountain, and the current is warm all year round. She goes to the water to find a snake and give it to Zhang Cai, who wants to take her mother as her concubine:

Festivals, salutes!

Around the mountain beam, I saw a light fog rise, Muyunyao accelerated his footsteps, put down the basket and wash his face with warm water, I felt much happier. Snakes naturally like to dig pits and hibernate in their nests.

Looking at a place where the grass was extraordinarily busy, she stepped on a rock over a stream, bent down and pulled the tall grass apart, feeling the cold flashing in front of her, a sharp blade against her throat:

“Who are you? ”

Low voice with Mori cold chill, every word is like a cold blade, Muyunyao is stiff, chilly climb up the back, let her instantly get a cold sweat: “I am a villager of Yan village at the foot of the mountain, go up to the mountain to collect medicine, no malice. ”

The sharp blade still resisted the throat, a tingle came in, Mu Yunyao's pupils tightened, and said urgently: “I have the medicine to stop the bleeding!” She smells a lot of blood, this person should be hurt pretty bad, hope she can help, don't kill her!

The creek burst down, Mu Yunyao heard his palpable heartbeat.

For a long time there was finally movement in the grass, and the blade was slowly retracted and a man sat up.

Mu Yunyao didn't dare to make any extra moves. He just left his eyes behind and looked into his heart and was shocked!

The man's face in front of him is stained with blood, but does not damage the dignity of his surrounding body, pale face, cold eyebrow peak, the whole face is like a carefully drawn line, especially a pair of cold dark eyes bright, when sweeping over, the eyes sharp, like a silver practice as cool as the night moon.

The mere appearance does not surprise Mu Yunyao, what she dares not believe is his identity: Wang Wang! When the Fourth Prince Ning Junju!

Although only once, anyone who has seen him, even at a glance, will surely be able to recognise him again, and his cold temper is too special.

Yunyao Mu couldn't stop trembling, a feeling of hatred and fear spread in her heart. In the end, she died unknowingly in the Palace of the King. Until then, she still didn't know what was going on, but she definitely couldn't get off with the King of the King.

Ning Jun raised his eyes and his black eyes were like a cold pool: “Where's the medicine? ”

Yunyao looked back and then lowered his head violently: “At the creek, I went to get it.” The enemy is weak, she can't move lightly, and she can't cause too much trouble yet. If it attracts the attention of the Su family in advance, it would be bad.

Ning Junxiang did not make a sound, watched her get up slowly, did not stand steady as she stepped on the rock over the stream, and stepped directly into the water wet socks.

Mu Yunyao grabbed the tape of the basket dead, took a few deep breaths to depress the rolling emotion. Ning Junxiao could not be seen. Otherwise, by his nature, he would never leave alive.

He carried the herbal medicine and couldn't even lift his eyes: “This is the little thigh I picked to stop the bleeding. ”

Ning Junxiao looked at the dried herb and a hint of chillness flashed in his eyes: a handful of hay, let him eat it directly?