Tremble! White-eyed Wolf

The people guarding outside the forest also moved at this time. The third prince's patience was not as good as Zhuang Yiming. .

But this is obviously not a good idea. The soldiers covered their mouths and noses, got fully armed and poured kerosene on the periphery of the forest. defeat.

Although the forest they poured with fire oil was burning up as they wished, the poisonous gas spread with the fire, on the contrary, more of them were poisoned, and the whole body became sore and lost the ability to move.

Fortunately, this poisonous miasma is not fatal at first sight. They inhale less, and lie down for a month or two under the treatment of the imperial doctor. is not possible.

Seeing that one-third of their own hands fell, but only a small corner of the forest was burned, the third prince could only give up the idea of ​​burning the poisonous miasma forest, ghost Knowing that after the large area was burned, would the poisonous gas spread to him before he had time to jump?

He wanted to get the holy medicine to take credit in front of the father and emperor, in order to get the crown prince, but if he took his life into it, what was the point of what he did?

The fifth prince, Zhuang Yiming, watched the whole process with cold eyes, and when he had nothing to do, did he come up with a poisonous plan-to find some common people to come and cut down the forest!

In this way, they and the manpower they bring will not be lost. As for the people who cut down the trees, what will they do after inhaling the poisonous gas?

They will arrange for a doctor to treat them. It is best if they survive the fate. affordable.

The third prince didn't want to be seized by him, so he refused to agree, but he really couldn't think of a better way, he could only endure the displeasure in his heart and agreed, and his mind began to revolve again , how to take all the credit after the method works.

The two brothers started to make arrangements like this, they promised generous remuneration, and soon attracted a large number of people who did not know the insider. After they knew what they were going to do, they thought It's too late to regret it.

Start.

These small trees are as thick as one person hugging, and the big ones even need three people hugging. Although they have prepared a lot of big saws, the progress is still very slow.

It is too late to find the holy medicine!

The original arrangement was to rest for half a day and cut down for half a day. He simply ordered everyone to work around the clock. The people were suddenly miserable. It took a night to barely recover.

If the construction is carried out all day, the poisoning will be deeper, and the rest time will be shortened by half a day, wouldn't that force them to die?

"Please forgive me!" The people knelt down and kowtowed.

He could pay for more people to replace them.

The people suddenly fell into despair, and were pointed at by soldiers with arrows, and had to step by step again to the poisonous miasma forest.

Holy! What wrong have they done! Heaven is above, can you send someone to rescue these poor people? There are still wives and children at home. If they die, how will the family live?

As if hearing the prayers in their hearts, a crisp and sweet voice suddenly came from the depths of the forest, which has been shrouded in poisonous mist all the year round.

"Zhuang Yichang, bring your people back to me immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

"You are so bold, how dare you call this king's name directly!" The third prince was furious when he heard the words, "If you are acquainted with each other, hand over the holy medicine, or wait for this king to break this poisonous miasma. Lin, you must step down your Dark Min Valley!"

Zhuang Yiming immediately recognized the voice of the person who came, took a step forward happily, and called out, "Lan'er, is that you?"

While speaking, a Tsing Yi woman had come out of the fog, her face was pretty and she looked at them with a light eye, it was Ying Lan.

"If you want to pacify my dark valley, it depends on whether you have that ability!" As soon as she finished speaking, there was a rustling sound around her, and countless snakes, insects, rats and ants came from Appearing in the fog, looking at the gorgeous colors, you can tell that everyone is poisonous.

"Help!"

"Snakes! There are snakes!"

"Too many poisons!"

"Do you think you can stop this king with these little bugs?" The third prince trembled when he saw it, but he bravely threatened, "There are hundreds of soldiers in Dafeng Kingdom. Wan, you can defend against these two thousand people, and you can defend against everything? Those who are sensible should hand over the holy medicine, otherwise this king swears that he will definitely pacify your Anmin Valley and wash your Anmin clan with blood!"

Ying Lan seemed to be frightened by his words, she stood still and did not move, and the poisonous insects around her were restless and restless.

"Lan'er! Don't be stubborn with me, okay?" Zhuang Yiming quickly persuaded, "As long as you ask the clan to hand over the holy medicine, I will not embarrass them, you see When it arrives, the poisonous miasma forest that you all rely on will be cut down sooner or later, and it will be too late even if you regret it.”

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true!" Zhuang Yiming was overjoyed, but he put on an affectionate look on his face, "I had no choice but to treat you like that before, although it hurt you, but in fact My heart hurts more than yours."

"Actually, I have already obtained the holy medicine from the patriarch..." Ying Lan hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly.

"That's great!" The two princes looked at each other, and they could see the urgency and precaution in each other's eyes.

"But..." Ying Lan said again, "The holy medicine has lost its potency. After all, time has passed for too long."

"What?" Zhuang Yiming almost didn't come up in one breath, but what he thought was in hand was told to be lost in a flash, and his face became extremely ugly.

The third prince is similar to him, and immediately turned his face under the sudden difference: "What's the use of keeping you here?" Said to step on the dark Min Valley to vent the hatred in his heart.

"But..." Ying Lan said Shi Shiran at this time, "The patriarch gave me the formula of the holy medicine, and as long as you follow the formula, you can make a new holy medicine."

The face of the third prince twisted, without saying that he was so panting! He was about to turn his face on the clan that killed people just now, but now he can only swallow the words back by himself, resisting his anger and swaying away the soldiers who were ordered to cut down trees.

"It's great!" Zhuang Yiming was a little fortunate that he didn't have time to say too much, "Laner, give me the prescription, I'll take it back and give it to the emperor, and he will wait for the holy medicine to be made. The old man has recovered his health, and he will definitely like your daughter-in-law more!"

"No," Ying Lan shook her head and said in displeased eyes, "Holy medicine requires a Gu Master to make, and you can't practice it if you take it back."

"What should I do then?" Knowing that she didn't want to give the prescription, the two of them looked a little better, "Or you ask your patriarch to practice it, so we can take it back."

Ying Lan still shook her head and said, "The holy medicine must be taken within one day after it is practiced to have an effect, and the sooner it is taken, the better the effect. Besides, there are not many medicinal herbs in the valley."

"This is simple," said the third prince with a smile, "Just ask your patriarch to come to Beijing with us. After he has developed the holy medicine, this king will send someone to bring him back."

"I'm afraid this won't work," Ying Lan still refused, "The patriarch is almost eighty years old, and he can't bear to travel long distances."

The proposal was rejected several times, and the third prince suddenly became suspicious: "This is not good, that is not right, you are not deliberately looking for reasons to prevaricate this king, right?"

"You are too anxious, I haven't finished my words yet!" Ying Lan glanced at him, looking very unhappy.

"Haha!" Zhuang Yiming laughed when he saw this, "Brother Sanhuang, don't blame Lan'er, she has such a temperament, she is innocent and doesn't understand human affairs."

"Lan'er," she said, she looked at Yinglan again, and said, "Since you will show up, there must be a way, so don't make our appetite, hurry up and tell us !"

Ying Lan said unhurriedly, "The patriarch and his old man asked me to practice medicine with you."

"You?" The third prince didn't believe it at all, "You, a little yellow-haired girl, can still practice holy medicine?"

Zhuang Yiming also showed suspicion. After having known him for so long, he had never seen his princess show the slightest talent, but she was just an ordinary country girl.

"The most important thing in the practice of holy medicine is the Gu technique," Ying Lan took out a small flute from her waist and said, "Although I am young, I have been very talented since I was a child. Not even the patriarch can compare to me."

After she finished speaking, she brought the small flute to her mouth and played sound waves that human ears couldn't hear, and the poisonous insects around began to dance.

Such a dance of poisonous insects and snakes is not something that ordinary people can appreciate.

The two princes and the soldiers around them all had their scalps numb, Zhuang Yiming quickly stopped her: "Okay Lan'er, stop blowing! I believe in you!"

"Okay, this king will believe you for now, but if you can't practice the holy medicine, the consequences are beyond your imagination!" The third prince put down his harsh words, and when he saw her face as usual, she seemed to be full of confidence The appearance, suddenly believed a little more.

Now that the matter is settled, he does not need to continue to use this stupid method of cutting down forests, asking people to find the people who have fled, giving them wages and coercing them not to tell the story , and let them go again.

The third prince was very suspicious, and when he looked back, he worried that this was the plan of the Anmin people in order to mobilize them and let the family escape, leaving half of them in the poisonous miasma forest. Then, he took Yinglan on the road back to the capital.

feel good.

However, Yinglan is now armed with martial arts, but she can still bear it. It is Zhuang Yiming who upsets her. This person does not know whether it is because of his poor memory or too thick-skinned. Gathered in front of her, and returned a mouthful of Lan'er and Wang Fei's.

Coax coax, everything will depend on him again.

"Lan'er, come, use some water, this is the clear spring in the mountains that this king specially asked the guards to fetch. It is the best way to cool down and quench thirst." Stopping to rest in the middle, Zhuang Yiming handed over the water bag, affectionately Looking at her steadily.

"Great, my little cuties are thirsty!" Ying Lan pretended to be surprised.

Zhuang Yiming saw that she didn't have any grudges against him, and he thought that a woman just needs to coax, and then she can definitely be told to favor her side and take all the credit for herself .

Hehe! Zhuang Yichang was in a hurry to come and pick his fruit, and he didn't even think about whether he had that luck. Now that his princess has the ability to practice medicine, God is really on his side!

Thinking of this, the pampering color in his eyes was even stronger, and he asked inexplicably, "Little cute?"

It should be her pet, right? Women just love useless gadgets.

"Yes!" Ying Lan nodded, poured a little spring water in the palm of her hand, and soon crawled out from her sleeves, collars and other places, several colorful centipedes, scorpions and snake.

"Ah!" Zhuang Yiming screamed in fright when he saw these poisons suddenly, and took a few steps back with a look of horror on his face.

"You, this is the cutie you're talking about?" He pointed at the poison crawling in her palm to drink water, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Yes!" Ying Lan gave him a strange look, then ignored him and gently stroked the red snake body wrapped around her arm.

"When did you have this kind of bite?" Zhuang Yiming couldn't bear to look directly away from his eyes, "Why haven't I seen you playing with these things before?"

"Ah? Haven't you seen it before?" Ying Lan said innocently, "I have been good at Gu since I was a child, of course I have raised them since I was a child, maybe when I fed them before. Are you not here?"

Thinking that she once used a pair of hands that had touched these poisons, and swam on her skin in the same way, Zhuang Yiming's throat itch.

His face turned pale, and he resisted the discomfort in his heart. He casually gave a reason to walk away, and avoided the place where no one could bear the disgusting stock. The place leaned over and vomited.

After this time, Zhuang Yiming did not dare to get too close to her, and sometimes even saw her from a distance, his face turned blue.

Yinglan pretended to be puzzled, but she sneered in her heart. Li Yinglan used to know that he was afraid of snakes and insects, so he even gave up the Gu technique he played with since he was a child. Man, you are really blind!

There were no more turbulence on the road after that, and the group returned to the capital soon. Go to face the saint in two days.

The third prince is no less thoughtful than him, of course he refuses to do it, and insists on entering the palace immediately.

The two tugged for a while, and finally decided to hand over the sign first. If the father wanted to meet, he would immediately enter the palace.

In the end, the emperor was probably really dying. Hearing that the two sons brought the holy medicine, he couldn't wait to announce them in.

Li Yinglan came here once during her wedding, but she was full of anxiety at that time and didn't dare to look around. atmosphere of.

Ying Lan has no scruples, she has done all the things she has done to the wife, the emperor, and the queen mother. I am afraid that the days of living in the palace are longer than the current old emperor, which is not scary. to her.

He walked with Zhuang Yiming and the others with their heads held high all the way, and I was in a mood to comment on how the palace of Dafeng Kingdom was compared to the palaces I lived in before. It can be said that I was very comfortable.

Can't wait to throw them out right away.

"How about I tell them to stay in the tree by themselves?" Ying Lan suggested kindly.

"No, no need," said the little palace maid tremblingly, "Slave, slave maid, I'm afraid that Princess Kang will find it difficult to find, find..."

"Okay." Ying Lan raised her eyebrows and comforted her, "Don't worry, they won't bite without my order."

"Yes, yes, the slaves will save it." I don't know if it was an illusion, but the little palace maid seemed to want to cry even more after she comforted her.

Fortunately, the emperor had already seen the two princes at this time and announced her to go in to speak. The little palace maid was relieved after she left, but she was still very scared when she saw the poisonous insects obediently huddled on the tray How to break?

Dafeng women do not have to kneel when they meet the emperor, Yinglan is slightly blessed, even if they have seen the ceremony, she raised her head and looked at the old emperor unceremoniously.

"Bold!" The **** standing beside the emperor shouted, "You dare to look directly at the holy face, you are disrespectful!"

"Isn't the emperor ill?" Ying Lan asked in confusion, "How do I know how to dispense medicine if I don't read his words?"

"Of course," Ying Lan looked innocent, "Headache needs medicine for head, chest tightness needs chest tightness medicine, broken leg needs leg medicine, if someone says medicine, It can cure all diseases, it must be a lie!"

“…”

The old emperor, who always believed that holy medicine could live the dead and flesh and bones, felt an arrow in his chest.

"Lan'er, don't talk nonsense!" Zhuang Yiming saw that his father was not looking very well, and hurriedly stopped her from talking nonsense.

"But what I said is true!" Ying Lan said innocently.

Zhuang Yiming wanted to speak, but was stopped by the old emperor. He waved to Yinglan and said, "Then come and show me."

Li Yinglan had met him twice before, once before the marriage, and once after the big wedding. Curiously, he glanced at the corner of his eye.

I feel worthy of being the emperor of a country, and the majesty is deep, which makes people palpitate.

Now Ying Lan looks at it carefully, but finds that he is seriously ill, the spirit of the whole person is very poor, and he exudes a deadness of old age.

I felt the pulse and asked him to stick out his tongue to have a look. Ying Lan had a basic idea of ​​his physical condition. Said to be dying.

As far as she knows, the emperor is in his sixties, and he is already living a long life in this era, but he is not satisfied, he is bent on finding the holy medicine to save his old life. Go on living.

"How is it?" The old emperor was silent after seeing her after the examination, and his majestic voice contained a trace of imperceptible tension, "May your holy medicine be symptomatic?"

"Yes." Ying Lan smiled at him.

Want to live longer? No problem, as long as you don't regret it later.

"Good! Good!" The old emperor's expression suddenly loosened, and he laughed, "As long as you practice the holy medicine to cure me, I will make King Kang the prince, and you will be the prince of Dafeng in the future. Concubine!"

He made a promise without hesitation, and the expressions of the two people in the audience suddenly changed.

Zhuang Yiming naturally kowtowed with joy, but the face of the third prince became extremely ugly, but at this time, the father was on the rise, he did not dare to say anything to spoil the mood, he could only hold back The anger in his heart received the reward from his father.

Damn! What ability does the fifth one have to be the prince? Just by a woman from the mountains?

On the head of the old five.

The third prince was very annoyed.