I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Bai Xiaoshu ran wildly in the outskirts of Yanjing with the red song on his back.

Never before has he longed for power so much at this moment. In order to replace him, his sister's life and death are uncertain, and the only thing he can do is to run, so as not to hold her back.

Sweat ran down his forehead, and it dried quickly in the early winter night.

Cold and heat, ice and fire, urgency and anxiety.

At this time, the gate of the city was closed, and he was not familiar with Yanjing, so he could only look for the official way.

It was Hongqu, weakly pointing him in the direction.

"This way, the left hand side."

"Little tree, take a break, I can do it myself."

Finally, they came to the foot of Xiangji Temple.

Bai Xiaoshu put the man down, wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and supported his waist. His voice was hoarse, and he called out: "Hongqu..."

He hesitated to speak.

Hongqu blinked and bit her lower lip, "Xiaoshu..."

Bai Xiaoshu took a deep breath and made a decision, "Later, you knock on the door and hide in the temple, I... I'm going to find my sister."

He spoke quickly, as if he was afraid of losing his courage, "I only have this one older sister. She was born a little earlier than me, but she has always stood in front of me when something happened. I It's a man, I can't be willing to be protected like this. This time, it's me who looks for her and protects her. You, don't blame me. "

After all, Bai Xiaoshu had already turned around, his back was lonely and determined.

Hongqu suddenly hugged his waist from behind, feeling relieved.

Before that, she was still troubled by contradictions in her heart.

On the one hand, Baicaoshi is both a benefactor and a friend to her, and she is unwilling to escape alone regardless of her brotherhood; He is a person who only cares about himself when adversity comes, so is he worth entrusting? He could give up his own sister, how could he know that one day he would not give up on her?

Fortunately, Bai Xiaoshu has his choice.

"Little tree, come back safely."

Bai Xiaoshu turned her head and brushed her fingers over her slightly messy hair, "Okay, I promise you."

Immediately, he walked into the darkness again.

Running fast, a race against time, but he knows that he is not alone.

**

Bai Xiaoshu returned the same way, heading towards the ancient house in the deserted village.

About half an hour later, he heard the sound of horseshoes and noise, and saw that the torch was shining like day.

Is that the army?

Is it an enemy or a friend?

He rubbed his eyes hard with two fists, and he saw Zhe Yu.

"Brother-in-law!" He rushed over like a girl.

Zhe Yu, who was talking to Fu Sheng and the city defense army, saw Bai Xiaoshu. "Why are you here? Your sister is here for you?"

In just two sentences, Zhe Yu restored the truth of the matter to seven or eighty-eight.

Bai Xiaoshu sincerely hoped that his brother-in-law would beat him up to make him feel better, but he still asked, "Where is my sister? Have you found her yet?"

Zhe Yu looked at the mess on the ground, his heart was tightly hanging, "I'm late."

Da Chonglou walked over with a limp, with no part of his body intact, "My lord, Mrs. Ke Ke was taken away by..."

It was taken away by an ordinary-looking man from four masters and a silver-haired man. There is no way to say this right now, it is related to Madam's reputation.

Zhe Yu narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed past.

"Eunuch Fu, please take them back to heal their wounds. Man, leave some for me to track down Shishi."

"Brother-in-law, I'll go with you." Bai Xiaoshu, full of self-blame, volunteered.

Fu Sheng's eyes shrank, he was going to return to the emperor, but none of the murderers were caught, who would bear the emperor's anger? "This... Young Master, you are also injured, at least go back and bandage it."

The bandaging is fake, but the top bag is true.

Zhe Yu raised his hand with an unquestionable expression. That aura of a superior made the first eunuch, who had been in front of His Majesty for a long time, terrified.

"Needless to say. I don't need to be the Minister of Taichang Temple, but I have to find someone."

He pulled two horses over, handed the reins to Bai Xiaoshu, and he flew up. He greeted the crowd, "Follow me, drive!"

He took the lead and galloped away like an arrow leaving the string.

**

It hurts, it hurts all over!

The grotesque dreams were smashed to pieces.

Baicaoshi, who was in a coma, only felt that there were hands trying to strangle her throat.

She couldn't move, and she didn't have the strength to fight back. She was just passively being slaughtered. This feeling was almost suffocating.

Space is still changing.

In a daze, she seemed to be in a soft bed, but the bed still moved, but it was not bumpy, and the speed was just right.

All of this was real and illusory, she couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality?

She finally opened her eyes and saw a pair of concerned beautiful eyes.

It's not a feather.

He does not have the coolness of alpine pine and bamboo.

She didn't realize until her vision was clear that she was actually the regent of the Song Kingdom.

"Are you awake?" With a smile on his lips, Pei Yuanxian got up quickly and helped her pour water. "Are you thirsty?"

Baicaoshi looked around, and sure enough, she saw the bed curtain above, and the soft quilt under her body, and her body was much cleaner, and all the blood-stained clothes were gone.

Who changed it?

Thinking of it instinctively, I wanted to hug my arms tightly, but because the wound was touched, the painful tears Hanako were about to fall.

She is now a porcelain doll, the kind that breaks when touched.

"You're all injured, don't move around. I'll help you if you need to do anything." Pei Yuanxian spoke softly, almost dripping water.

Baicaoshi tried her best to stretch out a hand, pointed to the quilt that was about to cover her mouth, and asked weakly in her throat: "Clothes..."

Pei Yuanxian smiled meaningfully, "You were hurt so badly that the blood scabbed all over your body, so I had to take care of it myself. This is the only treatment, I have never served anyone before."

Baicaoshi believes that being aloft like the regent is always for ordering others, and she doesn't know how to serve others, but she has doubts in her heart whether she is worth it.

She shook her head.

That feeling of movement was there again, so real, right underfoot.

"What...moving?" It was also difficult for her to speak, her voice was as soft as a girl in light sleep.

Pei Yuanxian paced around like an emperor inspecting his territory, his wide sleeves were blooming on the carpet. "Shishi, don't doubt, this is walking. This is my walking hall, and you are the first woman to sit on it."

Baicaoshi frowned deeply. There is a lot of information in a few sentences.

Walking palace, is the technology of the Song Dynasty so developed?

In modern times, Baicao poetry has been seen in costume TV dramas. Yu Wenkai, a master craftsman of the Sui Dynasty, built a Guanfeng Temple for Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty. It can be separated from each other and assembled. The upper part of the hall can accommodate hundreds of guards, and the lower part is equipped with axles. It moves quickly and has the power of a god. When Rong Di saw it, he was all horrified.

This is the ancient version of the RV, but more luxurious and more elegant.

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